Disclaimer:I don't own X-Men:Evolution, just myself (Called Molly Callum in 'fics.)
and any original characters/background characters that might pop up from time to time.
AN: Heavy T on this one, but I put a little warning when a certain chapter comes up. This story was really fun to write. I worked on it as I wrote the last one, and even before that! That's why I could submit it so fast this time around. I thought it would be longer, the scrollbar was a lot smaller then with my other fics. Please enjoy and don't forget to leave reviews! Thank you!
Molly woke up. The clock read three am. Not good. She rolled over, with every intention of going back to sleep, but after 20 minutes, it didn't happen. She went to the rec room nearest to her bedroom and turned on the TV, making sure the volume was low.
Infomercial...infomercial...bad comedian...Jackie Springer rerun...Oh, a re-airing of the news.
"...Next Friday businessperson Sebastian Shaw will be opening his new country club. Mister Shaw is a known mutant and will be inviting non mutants and others like him. Details are scarce at this point as to who's showing up on the guest list, but it's certain to be a very controversial grand opening," The news caster reported.
Even this late at night, Molly knew this was bad news. Important bad news. Stuff that the others needed to know. Something this big, Magneto was sure to be there, and if he was there, that could give them a definite chance of rescuing the Professor.
Molly ran to one of the intercoms that they had installed soon after Charles' disappearance. "This is Molly. I need everyone to meet me in the planning room right away!"
Within ten minutes, everyone that was home was gathered around the large metal table. With most of the team either away in France taking care of a rather catastrophic anti-mutant situation or trying to figure out which state Magneto was going to be in next to prevent him from finding anymore mutants, that only left Remy, Molly, Scott, Bobby, Kurt and Amara at home. Scott had stayed behind after being saddled with too much college work for the past couple of weeks. Either his education was going to suffer or his time at the Institute was. Since they we're having such a hard time keeping track of Magneto, everyone had agreed that maybe putting college first would help him focus. Begrudgingly, he did it, and the kids were noticing he seemed a little less stressed out now.
Everyone else had stayed to take care of house duties and to look after the place in case of an attack.
"As much as I love being woken up out of a sound sleep," Bobby groaned, "Can we keep this short?"
"Yeah. The short version is that Sebastian Shaw is opening his new country club next Friday. He's inviting a ton of people and that means Magneto is probably going to be there too," Molly said.
"Okay, so we sneak in and find a way to get the drop on Magneto. Problem solved," Remy said.
"It's not going to be that simple," Molly said, "I looked it all up. It's by invitation only, unless we're going to pretend to be the staff or something. This is going to have to be a stealth mission. I, um, I think I figured out a way for us to get in, but its an idea I'm not sure about." Molly bit her lip nervously.
"What, we dress up as waiters wearing cheesy fake mustaches?" Kurt laughed and some giggles went around the room.
"Dressing up, yeah. Fake mustaches not so much," Molly said.
Everyone stared at her with blank looks on their faces.
"Something tells me that I'm really not going to like this idea," Remy groaned, propping his face up with one hand.
"I could let everyone go back to sleep and tell you in the morning," Molly smiled sheepishly, backing up in her chair a bit with an innocent look.
"Just tell us already!" Amara demanded. The little Princess was a bear without her beauty sleep.
"Magneto and Shaw already know what all of us look like," Molly said, "So a couple of us are going to have to go in disguise. Very intricate disguise. Amara could probably pass for a boy, but I know I couldn't so I thought that you guys-"
"Oh mon Dieu, please don't even say it!" Remy leaned over the table covering his face with in his hands.
"They know our faces!" Molly hissed, "There isn't any other way. We only have only one image inducer since the kids went and broke mine, and Forge is on vacation in Hawaii. It's only for one night and it's just wearing dresses, wigs and a little make up."
"I'm all for the fake mustaches idea," Bobby said.
"Molly is right," Scott said, "If we're going to get in and get close to them, we have to be convincing. I don't like it either, but I don't see any other way around it."
"What happened to the good old days when our missions involved getting shot at with lasers and not cross-dressing?" Remy looked like he was going to cry.
"This is very interesting and all," Amara said, "But I sincerely doubt any of you characters can pass as girls for one night. Besides, how are you going to decide which two are going?"
The boys all quickly pointed at each other, all speaking in unison, no one thrilled at the idea and immediately wanting a way out of it. "He is!-No I'm not, you are!"
"I'm not dressing up as a girl!" Bobby crossed his arms.
"I'd lose my man card," Kurt said.
"Man card? What about my dignity?" Remy said.
"Guys, this is important. This is the only way we might be able to find the professor. I'll go. Everyone else can flip a coin," Scott said.
It was between Kurt and Remy as Bobby had put his foot down. They flipped a coin. To his utter horror, Remy had to go.
"You just had to think up a plan that involved dresses," Remy glared at Molly dryly. Molly just shrugged at him, holding her hands up in a silent "sorry" expression.
She knew she was going to have to make it up big to him later.