Author's Note: I don't own X-Men Evo or Freaky Friday. Believe me, I hardly own anything. I don't even have an X-Box for Pete's Sake!

Another Author's Note: This story came to me when I was watching the movie "Freaky Friday" which, though I am ashamed to admit, is one of my favorites, it came to me that Rogue and Mystique could use that. Rogue is about 15, Kurt is in Harry's place and is around ten. They all live together. Yes, it will BE CHAOTIC. NOTE:you WILL get wet, you MAY get soaked.

Yet Another Author's Note: Sorry, I know that made no sense. I read it off the sign for the Kali River Rapids down in Walt Disney World.

Freaky Friday

Chapter 1: Don't Do Mornings

Raven's alarm clock rang to announce it was now 6:00. She groaned from being awoken, but knew she had to get up. She tried to turn it off, but it would not do what she wanted. So she decided to solve it the easy way: she pulled out one of the guns she always kept hidden under her bed, and KABOOM!, the alarm clock was off...like a rocket. She threw the gun back under and quickly morphed on some clothes. She had to go to that stupid Thursday meeting at Magneto's place. Well, she might as well try and get her kids up. Then she dreaded the thought of having to wake Rogue up. She never understood her daughter. She was a total goth, and was totally over-dramatic. Well, might as well wake her up. Besides, Mystique had faced worse.

Mystique walked down the hall over to Rogue's room. She kicked open the door, and peeked inside. She saw Rogue lying in a lump underneath the sheets. She walked over to her and poked her back.

"Rogue. Rogue. Rogue!" Mystique called. "Get up." There was an unintelligible mumble that sounded something close to swearing.

"Go away..." Was the muffled answer. Mystique growled under her breath. Why on earth had she wanted to have children again?

"Rogue, you have to get up for school. Now, MOVE IT!" Mystique shouted and pushed Rogue a bit. A pale hand snaked out from under the sheets and groped around, looking for any part of bare skin on Mystique.

"Don't even try it." Mystique said. "By the time I come in here again, you'd better be up." And with that, Mystique turned on her heel and walked down to Kurt's room. She kicked open that door to find Kurt sitting on the edge of his bed, playing PlayStation 2 with his two-finger-and-one-thumbed hands, still in his pajamas. He bit his tongue as his car reached second place. Only a few seconds left in the race and he was just reaching into first place until...

The TV and game went off.

"NO!" Kurt wailed. He turned to see Mystique with the plug for the TV and the video game in her hands. "Mo-om!"

"If you were up, why didn't you get ready?" Mystique asked, ignoring Kurt's complaints.

"Because." Was Kurt's answer. Mystique sighed.

"Kurt, don't play around with me. Really. Now, go get ready for school." Mystique ordered, and Kurt reluctantly put the paddle(?) down and teleported away. Mystique rubbed her temples. If she lived longer after those two had died, she swore to herself to never have kids again. It's not that she didn't love her son and daughter; of course not. She loved them with all her heart. It's just they were so...annoying. And Rogue never listened. Speaking of Rogue, Mystique was pretty sure she hadn't moved at all since Mystique had last tried to wake her up. She walked over to Rogue's room, morphing into Gambit along the way.

"Chere?" 'Remy' called as he reached Rogue's room. "Are you up yet, Pretty Rogue?"

Rogue immediately shot up and looked terrifyingly at Gambit.

"Remy! What are you doing here, watching me sleep!" She demanded, suddenly feeling herself blush at having her crush stare at her while she slept.

"Oh, just wanted to come over and tell you to WAKE UP!" Mystique said as she morphed back to herself. Rogue's look of surprise quickly turned to one of anger.

"Mama, how many times have Ah told you not to do that!" She yelled. She threw herself back under the covers.

"Grr...I give up! If you're late for school, don't blame me, blame yourself 'cause I TRIED!" Mystique shrieked. As soon as Mystique had left, Kurt teleported in. He had a megaphone with him.

Sounds like trouble, eh?

He crept up to his older sister's slow moving body, and as soon as he thought he was close enough, he turned the megaphone on.

"VAKE UP, ROGUE!" He screamed. Instantly, Rogue flashed out of bed and chased Kurt out.

"GET DOWN HERE! BOTH OF YOU OR YOU'LL BOTH BE LATE!" Mystique screamed from downstairs. As soon as Rogue almost had Kurt, he teleported downstairs. Rogue growled. She hated her little brother. Like, you know, with a passion. She quickly put on some make-up as fast as she could, which was something she was quite good at, seeing as how she slept in every day, and jumped down the stairs and into Mystique Viper. She, of course, took shotgun. Kurt sat behind her, his image inducer turned on. Mystique, in disguise, walked out behind them and seated herself in the front seat.

"You gotta get home by yourself today because Kurt got a detention yesterday for leaving some of his sulferic gas he leaves behind when he teleports in a jar and released it in the older boys' changeroom." Mystique told Rogue, glaring at Kurt who smiled innocently.

"Yeah, whatever." Rogue said, and blared the radio so loud, that the volume dial wasn't used to it and got stuck. After 15 of pulling, prodding, and pushing, Mystique once again solved something the easy way: she smashed the radio and made a promise to buy a new one the next day.

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