Authors Note: Hey guys! So I had pretty much given up on this story, that is until BuBuBoom sent me a few good reviews that renewed my drive ;) So without further adue, here is the long anticipated and over due Chapter 4.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but my idea behind this story, The X-Men belong to Marvel, and the movie verse from which this came belongs to 20th Century Fox.

Chapter 4

The Plan

John ate dinner quietly, his eyes avoiding Kitty's. What happened back in the bedroom, he was having a hard time making heads and tails of the situation and wasn't sure what it all meant. Looking across the dining room, he could see the same look of longing for home as he had seen earlier. He hated seeing her so depressed and his mind began working on a plan to help with the homesickness. He hurried to finish his meal before getting up, rinsing off his dish and then setting out in search of the woman who could help him with his "Plan." Pulling out his lighter he began to habitually flick the lid while scaling the stairs. He had just reached the top when the woman he was looking for appeared out of nowhere.

"John?" Storm began to approach him, a soft smile on her lips. "Why aren't you downstairs with the rest of the students? Is everything okay?"

"Yeah, well, sorta. It's complicated." He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Listen Teach, can I talk to you for a moment?"

"Sure, of course! Why don't we head to my classroom."

They scaled another set of stairs, rounded a few corners and before long the two of them were in Ororo's Agriculture classroom. The weather which sat with her legs straddling a chair and her arms crossed lazily over the back as John paced back and fourth in front of her. "Now tell me, what's got the usual passive and cocky Pyro all flustered."

His lighter began flicking habitually as he wracked his brains for a way to explain his feelings. "It's about Kitty."

"What about Kitty?"

"She misses home." He took a shaky breath. "I don't- I mean, she shouldn't have to-."

He tried to explain, but was at a loss for words, when a soft voice described what he was feeling. "You don't want her to go."

"Kinda. I mean, don't get me wrong; she does get annoying, what with all her questions. But her company is nice." Ororo eyed him carefully, a knowing smile on her lips. He blinked. "What?"

"Where are you going with this?"

"I have a plan."

After a lengthy discussion with Ororo about his idea to help Kitty with her home sickness, he thanked her for agreeing to help,.;k and he went to leave the room when the next phase in his plan just so happened to walk by. Turning his walk into a slow jog, he rushed out the door, using the frame to swing himself around.

"Iceman!" Bobby Drake turned to face the voice that called out to him. Bobby almost seemed to tower over John standing at 5'11" where as John only stood a grand 5'6" His hair was spiked like usual, his body clad in a simple dark-blue sweater and a pair of blue jeans. "I need your power!"

Bobby raised his eyebrows. "John, you might wanna lay off the butane. I think it's making your head a little fuzzy."

"No!" John snapped in frustration. "Turn the water fountain into a gigantic ice-cube before 8:00 tonight."

Bobby laughed, his mind wincing at the time John called him a chicken because he wouldn't do it. "I don't think so. I ain't falling for that trick again. I got detention and had to clean and wax the Jet for a month the last time I did that."

"NOOOO! I actually have Storm's permission to do this." John slapped his hands together with each syllable, emphasizing his need. "I just finished talking with her about it."

"To do what?"

"That's not your business."

"Well it obviously is if your asking for something." He said crossing his arms carefully, taking a few steps toward John.

John began maliciously snapping the lid of his lighter, as he forced himself to swallow the bitter pill called pride. "Okay, fine. It's for Kitty."

"Ooooh. So you need my help." Bobby smirked, starting to enjoy the playful torture, he was now putting his closest friend though. Knowing that he may never get this opportunity again, he seized it by the horns.

"No, I don't!"

"Okay, fine." Dropping his hands, he turned on his heel and began continuing the path he was once on.

"Bobby, wait!" A playfully satisfied smirk found its way across his face as he turned back to his friend. "Okay, fine, you win. I do need you're..." With a heavy swallow he spat the last word. "Help."

"Ahh. I see."

"Yes, I asked, now will you just go do it?" By this point, John was about to lose it on Bobby, but knew he was vital to his plan.

"What do you say?" The Iceman asked in the same manner you would a small child.

This only seemed to anger Pyro even more, for that was too low. "Please." He uttered the word through clenched teeth.

"Okay John. Because you asked nicely for my help, I will go freeze the fountain." With a laugh, he turned and strolled down the hall.

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