Intervention
Chapter Four
Snack Cakes
Everything was calm this morning, almost as if yesterday had not occurred at all. Remy was happily reading a book at the table, as if he'd never even heard of a video game. ( He was actually reading a player's guide to his newest game, not that the others noticed.) Jean had finally found her missing nail polish, in her bottom drawer and was painting her nails next to Remy. Mystique was making pancakes, Logan and Victor were missing from the scene. Scott had just pulled a thin cake out of the oven, the first step to his new snack cake endeavor. Charles was once more reconsidering the children's grounding.
It had been a pleasant morning all around, as Wanda joined them at the table. Then Todd decided it was a good time to flirt with Wanda. This was when things started to go bad for the kids again. Wanda hated when Todd flirted with her. It was the primary reason she used to abandon the Brotherhood house in favor of Xavier's before the schools combined and that was no longer an option. There were days everyone still wished that was an option, even Xavier … not that he would ever admit that the children drove him so crazy that he sometimes wished he could lace his evening tea with alcohol...because that would be wrong, and who knew what that could lead to? For all he knew next thing would be Logan in charge, or random people suddenly moving in, or insane fear filled propaganda appearing everywhere. That was likely just some nightmare he had though, that could never happen.
While Charles was busy trying to shake the fear of the idea of that strange alternate time line from his head, Wanda finally had had enough of Todd. She screeched at the top of her lungs as she flung Todd away from her, as well as the contents of the table. While the other children (except Scott and Remy) hid under the table, and the adults all tried in vain to calm the angry girl, Todd sputtered. "Wanda, baby,I just lo-"
That was all the farther he got. As Remy casually moved his coffee cup without looking up from the book he was reading, and Scott happily placed the still warm pan of cake on the counter Wanda screeched again, this time flinging Todd just past Remy (who's coffee would have spilled had he not moved it) and into Scott (Knocking the cake pan off the counter in the process.) As Rogue finally walked in for breakfast.
Seeing Scott's expression,she decided she was returning to bed and turned back around. Remy looked up with a raised eyebrow. Charles tried to sooth over the situation with a 'rational and calming tone'. Mystique placed more pancakes on the table as if none of this had happened. Kurt,Bobby, and Jamie sat back down after seeing the pancakes. Jean cried at the sight of her split nail polish which had also been in Todd's path. Kitty and Amara were still hiding under the table. John and Tabitha stood in the doorway undecided on how the should go, the rest of the children fled. Logan and Victor finally arrived , just as Scott recovered from the shock. "Nooooooooooooo-" Scott screamed, as he dramatically fell to his knees.
"Well Wanda. Welcome to the club." Remy said as he closed his book, set down his empty cup, and walked from the room.
~0~O~0~
Later.
Much Later.
Much Much Later.
Finally the adults had calmed Scott enough that he was actually able to speak again, though whether this was an improvement was up for debate, since all he would say was "She murder my snack cakes." over and over again.
Everyone had hoped that Scott was over this obsession by now. Especially as he was being so well behaved recently. "Everybody" being the adults, of course. The other kids knew Scott was still being, well, Scott. In fact, As they watched their teacher try to calm him, with no real success they knew what they had to do if they wanted to help him, and get the cable back on. Helping him, was of course their main motivation. It had very little to do with wanting a chance to torture the boy who had been driving them all crazy for months now...somehow they had to get Remy to join them this time. Scott would have to see it if even his friend/enemy was there,right?
With this in mind, Bobby slipped away to go convince (bribe) Remy to join them in their intervention.
~0~O~0~
Scott had gone back to bed. This worried his housemates, though he was unaware of it. He had decided the best way to ensure that he didn't get grounded again, was to pretend the most recent murder of his beloved snack cakes didn't bother him and the only way too do that was to not look at the murders in question...or Remy who though he had forgiven, was also a previous offender. Therefore Scott was laying in his bed with his covers over his head when they came for him.
He knew as soon as he felt the ropes slip around him that the worst had happened. Clearly the others had confused him for Remy. And now they were going to try and get Remy to admit his issues, which was never going to happen because he wasn't Remy and then Remy would never get better and he was never going to regain his long time best friend of three and a half weeks! Instead he and Remy were likely going to end up being enemies again, and their blood feud would re-ignite over something impossible for the others to understand and Scott would never get to finish making his snack cakes! Unless...unless he somehow convinced the others that he was indeed Remy and that Remy was better then he fixed Remy himself! Then together they could take revenge on the snack cake murder, make a batch of homemade snack cakes (which would be great, Remy was an awesome cook) and all would be right with the universe. All Scott had to do was make it through this meeting.
This was his plan, and indeed was a fair strategy (for Scott it even seemed rather rational), so he allowed himself to be carried downstairs without protest, into the rec room, and tied to a chair. At this point he remembered that Remy would never have come peacefully and cursed himself for not thinking of it sooner. Then they removed the pillowcase from his head and he saw, sitting exactly across from him and already looking twitchy and bored... Remy. Somehow Remy had convinced the others that he was Scott and Scott was him! Wow, thought Scott, he must really hate being restrained to go this far! Clearly he needs major help.
Scott was so caught up in his concern for Remy's sanity that he missed the first four speeches completely. He nodded occasionally and apologized at the end of each without really listening to anything. After all, this was really for Remy so perhaps just by listening to all of this by proxy it would get through to him after all. Then Rogue stood to give her speech and Scot started listening halfway through it when he noticed that Remy had a notebook page as well and was giving a speech for Scott.
"- and you've caused so much chaos around here I'm pretty sure you've driven nearly everyone completely insane over it! It's not that important, and this is coming from me! ME! I love chocolate as much as the next girl but seriously-" Rogue was saying. Scott again stopped listening when he realized that even Rogue was concerned with Remy's behavior! There was hope after all! "Are you even listening to me, Scott?" Rogue asked as Scott's eyes glazed over and a huge grin spread across his face.
"Of course not, he convinced he's winning again, whatever that means this week." Bobby said in frustration.
"Maybe we should just leave him to the grown ups, we can't help him when he won't listen."Kitty said. "Plus we were going to go to the mall like an hour ago."
Tabitha, Amara, Jubilee, Jean, and Rhane all jumped up to rush to the car when reminded of this. Bobby, Sam, Roberto, Lance, Piotr, and Jamie all hid at the idea of being drug along. Scott was still completely unaware of the true nature of this intervention, and Rogue, Wanda, John, and Remy were just bored, so they left...and Scott suddenly realized he was still tied to the chair. And all alone.
