A.N.: Happy holidays everyone! This is just a chapter I came up with real fast today on Christmas eve. Kinda sloppy, but I wanna get it out

Merry Christmas, Hannukah, Channukah, whatever other religious affiliations you have!

Supercyke: Thanks! I like to try to make Scott seem more playful than the comics, cartoons and movies let him. I'm glad you're reading my stuff! I can see your a JOTT fan, which doesn't hurt! Well happy holidays in the U.K.!

wolverine15120: I am continuing this, thanks for reading and reviewing! Hope you have an awesome holiday :o)

X-Men Christmas!


In most circumstances, Jean Grey and Rogue What's-Her-Face did not acknowledge each other at school.

In this case, Jean was a little worried about her boyfriend's absence at school, and anxious since he was never missing from school, and had been up and about the same morning.

Thus, Jean approached the anti-social southern girl who had a taste for sheer green shirts over black tank tops.

Jean nearly gagged at the horrible Hot Topic-inspired attire and turned around, but then her determination kept her going until she reached the goth.

The redhead meekly smiled and asked, "Hey Rogue, have you seen Scott? Do you have any idea where he is?"

Rogue looked up, surprised that the overachieving red head was talking to her within the school's premise.

Rogue was also taken aback by the question, and blushed unnecessarily at a simple question about the boy she was always crushing on.

She replied, "Uh, no Jean, ah haven't seen 'im since this mornin'. Ah think he was just comin' in to wake up Kitty and then ah left. Is he not here?"

Jean shook her head, "He hasn't been to classes and I have a feeling he didn't show up for school. I wonder what happened. He never ditches school."

Rogue merely shrugged, wanting this awkward encounter to end, "Ah dunno, sorry Jean. Ah'm sure he's fine and there's a reason he's not here. I wouldn' worry 'bout it."

Shouldering her back pack on her shoulder, Rogue staunchly turned to leave and go to her next class.

Jean sighed and figured that Rogue was right and tried to communicate with Scott through her telepathy.


"So mmf-there was-*chew chew* this one t-*munch*ime, *swallow* when I was so sleepy that I just went through the ceiling to make you think I was already gone and at school. But instead, I landed in one of the spare rooms and just fell back asleep there. It was a pretty good day. Haven't you ever ditched school?"

Scott stared incredulously at the petite girl gobbling her chilli dog in big bites, and then his look hardened, "No, Kitty! Of course I've never ditched. That is so unacceptable!"

Kitty laughed and Scott protested, "Really!"

She gave him a look.

"Okay, so yes, maybe I had a bit of senioritis this year, but that is no excuse, and I've never ditched school before. I've only not gone when I had tight deadlines and needed to stay in all day to work on something, and if my classes were easy."

They were sprawled back on Kitty's bed and eating from a paper bag from a hot dog stand somewhere nearby. Kitty was still in her pink pajamas and she had convinced Scott to change into his flannel pajama pants and a Christmas sweater, promising her end of the deal of wearing a Christmas sweater that a non-Jewish relative had sent.

Nevermind that Kitty was Jewish, she said that she would wear the sweater in all of its holiday irony and cause some controversy in the mansion.

Scott had told her that he was only a little more lenient to her attendance since it was their last week of school before winter break and he was feeling in the holiday spirits.

Scott gulped down the rest of his hot dog and reached over to wipe a smear of mustard from the tip of Kitty's nose, where she had smothered her hot dog. Kitty went cross-eyed to follow where his finger was going and thought to herself, 'How does he still always make me feel this way?'

"There was one incident that you will absolutely not tell Jean, when I wanted to impress this girl, and so I took her out during third period and we didn't come back until lunch. I figured precal didn't need me."

Shadowcat's blue eyes widened and she gasped, "I remember that day! That's the day you didn't show up to math! What a rebel. Who was this girl and what did you guys do during school?"

Scott blushed and shrugged, "It was just Taryn. I just took her to the city and we spent the day at cafes and Central Park."

Kitty mock-shook her head in disapproval and took a swig from her lemonade.

"That's so romantic. I wish a guy would do that for me."

Kitty sighed and then changed the subject. "My parents aren't going to be home this Hanukkah and they want me to come on a ski trip with them. What are you going to do over break?"

The fearless leader looked down and mumbled, "Uh, I dunno, might just stay here as usual. Jean's family invited me to go to Connecticut, but I'm not sure if I really want to."

Kitty stared at him, wondering if he was feeling embarassed or worried for the holidays, since usually he was among the only remaining while the other kids went to their families.

She nudged him and said, "Well, that sounds like fun! I know how you feel though, I'm not really sure if I want to go on a trip this winter. I mean, it'll be great to see my family, but they're going to be so busy I don't even think we'll have much time together. I wouldn't mind spending it at the mansion for once."

They both looked out the window at the beautiful sight of snow caking all of nature outside.

"This was fun, makes me wish I had more days like this."

Kitty turned to Scott and smiled, "See? Cheer up boy scout, the best things about life are the little tiny perks."

Scott rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, thinking that she was completely right and that she was one of those little tiny perks.

They both snapped out of their reveries though as the door downstairs opened and the kids were finally coming home from school.


Christmas Eve

"I'm going to miss you a lot." Jean kissed her boyfriend and then grabbed his face and kissed him again. "A lot a lot."

Scott grinned and returned each kiss, "You have fun, I'll miss you too. Tell your family I say Happy Holidays and that my packages will arrive a week after you get home."

Jean kissed his lips again and delightedly said, "They love you Scott, I still wish you were coming home with me."

Scott shrugged, "Sorry, maybe the next holiday we get, but you know how it is."

He hugged her tightly and then opened the door for her to get into her taxi cab.

Before closing the door, Jean reached up again and gave him a lasting kiss.

After watching the yellow cab drive off in the snowy road, Scott walked back up the white path to the mansion's gate and entrance.

He was wearing a Christmas knit sweater as part of his bet with Kitty and was surprised to see her bounding back up the stairs as he came in with a pair of skis strapped to her back and the rest of her luggage.

He caught up with her and picked her bags up from her hand and queried, "Kitty? What are you doing still here? And why are you moving your stuff back up?"

Kitty grinned, "My trip got canceled. My parents don't want me flying in this weather, anyhow. So I guess I have the mansion all to myself! And of course you all to myself."

Scott nearly dropped the suitcases but composed himself and only blushed.

Kitty was wearing an oversized Christmas knit sweater with snowmen, Christmas trees, and Santa knitted on, and Scott only wore a dark blue one with a giant white snowflake pattern.

Scott joked, "I'm going to have to get you a Hannukah present of a new knit sweater with menorahs on it."

They piled her things back into her closet and finished up, awkwardly looking at each other, as Scott did not leave her room immediately.

Rogue walked in and rolled her eyes at the two, murmuring, "Aw great, the Christmas sweater duo. One's a semetic an' the other's a nondescript atheist."

She flopped onto her bed and brought her laptop out to watch a DVD. Scott pouted, "I'm not an atheist, I just don't practice religion much."

Rogue gave him a sardonic nod and put her ear phones in to watch her movie in silence.

The pair left Rogue alone in the room and Scott loudly whispered with a smile to Kitty, "She may try to act like Scrooge, but you know she's really watching 'The Night Before Christmas' or something."

Kitty giggled behind her mittened hands and snorted, "Wrong, that's too morbid, even for Rogue- more like a romantic holiday comedy. Like 'Love Actually'."

That evening, some of the left over staff and students staying behind, gathered in the common room where Amara had a fire started and there was a table of punch, cider, egg nog, refreshments, and candy.

Holiday decorations were set up as were menorahs and other Jewish decorations which the Professor had gotten.

Someone had placed a Santa hat on Logan and he was getting loaded with beer and spiked egg nog and once in a while hit on Ororo in a very gruff and awkward manner.

The students played games and frolicked around in Christmas attire and Rahne, whose family lived too far, was being scolded by Scott with Jamie.

"Dammit, Jamie, Rahne is not a real dog! And Rahne, why do you let them do this stuff to you? It's not a time for an identity crisis. You're a girl! A human girl. Who can sometimes grow fur rapidly and fangs but in truth, you are a young girl who just gets confused sometimes. Why are you a dog while I'm talking to you? Hey-cut it out! Stop licking me! That tickles!"

Rahne, the dog was licking Scott furiously and affectionately, with a red ribbon from an unwrapped present that Jamie had tied around her neck.

Scott broke down and rubbed her behind the ears and sighed, "Even as a puppy you're kinda cute."

Scott suddenly screamed and fell backwards though as the dog turned into a girl who was on all fours with her tongue out and short pig tails on her head and a red ribbon tied in a bow around her neck.

He wiped his hand on his jeans and panted. Rahne crawled over to him and pressed her human nose to his and gleefully cried out, "So ye think I'm cute as a sheila too? Fantastic!"

Scott backed away from her and spluttered out, "Don't ever, ever do that again, Rahne! That's just wrong and disturbing."

He muttered indistinctly, "Creepy...Australian wolf chick thing..."

Still shaken by the incident, Scott sat on the couch next to Kitty who was feeling giddy from the holiday spirit, celebrating Christmas with her friends, and maybe a little too much of the spiked egg nog.

Out of nowhere, Kurt teleported next to her, in between the two on the couch.

He held up a mistletoe and shouted out, "Mistletoe! Muuah!"

He puckered up to Kitty's face and Kitty giddily leaned forward towards his face, and he excitedly leaned closer to kiss her.

Kurt gulped, feeling a strange sensation and fainted when he saw Kitty's whole head submerged through him and her neck sticking out of his face.

Kitty had phased through Kurt, and her face popped up out of Kurt's back next to Scott's face. Scott jumped back at the shock of seeing Kitty's face disconnected and sticking out of Kurt's back.

She was rosy cheeked as ever and smiled sweetly, whispering, "Mistletoe, Scott..."

She leaned in to place a light kiss on his unsuspecting lips.

Scott felt a feeling like electricity wash over him, at the light non-touch of her lips fusing with his while her atomized lips felt like a light and nonexistant touch of molecules of warmth.

When he opened his eyes, Kitty's head was gone and Kurt was still between them, passed out from the experience of having someone go through him.

Scott looked wide eyed at Kitty, but she was gone and seemed to have disappeared mysteriously.

Scott mused if she had used her escape door of phasing through floors.

With a sigh, he remembered why it was he put up with the holidays in a mansion full of mutants, without always feeling like a void where his family was missing.

Last Christmas, Jean had been home and she had cornered him against a door way and leaned in close to him, lowering her lashes. "Look up", she had said.

He did and the last thing he saw was a mistletoe floating with her telekinesis above their heads.

Then came the kiss and Scott's Christmas woes were all forgotten.

As he thought of this memory with Jean fondly, he felt a bit worried that she might not exactly be very happy with his kiss with Kitty during Christmas eve.

But then again, it was a phased kiss, meaning her lips were not solid, and therefore not even kissable.

Scott felt immensely relieved at the thought of Kitty's mutation and then came the real question.

Why did Kitty Pryde phase-kiss him?


A.N.: Happy Holidays y'all! Hope ya get lotsa presents n' shit.

Just thought I'd add a phase kiss controversy of whether or not that is actually cheating. Kind of a parody of Emma's psychic cheating not really counting. What's youre vote? Does it count?