A/N: It's a BIGGER miracle- this is the second post in a row that hasn't taken me like eight years to put up. Aren't you proud of me? Aren't you?

I do not own X-Men Evolution.

"Alright campers," Logan said (sarcastically, as Logan tended to do) "Here's your challenge."

Oh joy, Kitty tried really, really hard not to roll her eyes. Key word being tried. Rogue had her game face on. She was ready to kick this obstacle course's (and the guys… and Emma's) butt. She was ready to get in there and handle her business like a real, independent woman. That's right: no damsels in distress here.

Remy smirked. She was cute when she thought she was all intense and threatening. Not that he was looking at her as cute right now or anything, because she was an adversary or whatever. But still… Where was he going with this again?

"Your goal is to sift through that patch of roped off snow to find these keys," Logan held up a simple brass key for everyone to see. "Which you will use to open that set of boxes over there." He pointed to a row of locked wooden boxes behind the roped off patch of snow.

If this camp counselor gig doesn't work out, he could totally replace Vanna White. Kitty snickered to herself, so that Rogue gave her one of those looks that made her feel crazy.

"In each of those boxes is a set of puzzle pieces. You will use that set of puzzle pieces to build a set of stairs." He pointed again, past the boxes, to a skeletal structure for the stairs. "Once you've built your stairs, you will need to fill the bucket at the top with snow. Once the bucket is full, it will drop to the ground, releasing your flag. First team with a flag wins."

Kitty rolled her eyes. Someone's been watching too many Survivor reruns.

"Is there a problem, Half Pint?"

She shook her head. "No. Of course not. Why would there be a problem?" She laughed nervously. He had one of his dangerous looks on- the kind that said the coffee supply was running low and he was not in the mood for her shenanigans.

"Then I suggest, YOU GET YOURSELF TO THE STARTING LINE. NOW!"

At the starting line

"You girls have fun," Emma said snottily. She stood up straight, not in some ridiculous ready position like the rest of her little team.

"Oh Emma, you always did fit in better with the boys." Betsy said with a huge sarcastic smile.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Emma hissed.

Betsy shrugged. "But don't worry, I heard the drag queen in all white look is totally making a comeback."

Rogue turned to a gaping Kitty. "Ah like her."

Emma scoffed, but kept a pristine catty smile on her face.

"No powers." Logan grunted. "Hate to give Popsicle over there an advantage."

"Oh come on!" Poor Bobby. He just couldn't catch a break.

"Go."

"What?" Bobby wrinkled his nose.

"GO!" Logan repeated. And they were off.

"Shouldn't we have like, gloves or something?" Kitty said, plunging her hand in the ten by ten yard square of snow. Logan snickered in the background. Why wasn't she sitting on some tropical beach with a coconut drink again? Instead she was diving through a pile of choppy ice like this was some evil game show spoof. "This is like, going to give me nightmares!"

"Everything gives you nightmares Chaton." Remy said from the other side of the roped off square.

"Shut up Remy!"

She could tell him to shut up all she wanted to. Because his thieving eye had already spotted three of their six keys. No frolicking through the slush for him. This was going to be a piece of-

"Hurry up Cajun!" She said in her saucy accent as she bounded across the slush.

Wait- how did she get all her keys together before he did? No matter, he was losing time.

"You want to hurry up Princess?" He called back to Emma as he plucked up the last of the keys and sprinted to the boxes up ahead.

"I don't run." She said, speed sauntering behind him.

Why had he picked her again? 1) It would drive Rogue crazy. 2) He had no idea this would be a no-powers challenge. 3) It would drive Rogue crazy.

It didn't matter though- his time as a master thief gave him quite a bit of experience with keys.

Meanwhile

"I can't feel my freaking hands!" Kitty said as she fumbled over one of the boxes. Amara and Tabby already had two open, while she couldn't even stop shaking long enough to test one of the keys.

"Move," Rogue said, in her most patient impatient tone.

But of course, Remy already had all the other teams boxes open. She could just hear that cocky voice of his. Prince of thieves Chere, prince of thieves. (He took quite a bit of pride in reliving his past.) She rolled her eyes at the thought. "Let's pick it up ladies." She said, scooping the puzzle pieces from her box.

Elsewhere

"This is why you put me on your team." Emma said, plucking the puzzle pieces from Bobby and Pietro's confused hands. "I've got this." She said, raising her perfectly shaped eyebrows at her clearly overwhelmed teammates. Quickly she shuffled the pieces around to fit in their designated slots. She shared a smirk with Remy. They had this is in the bag.

Meanwhile

The girls fumbled to get there pieces out of the bag. Kitty looked at Rogue with one of her panicked looks. Her brain didn't function in the cold. It just didn't.

"No worries." Betsy stepped forward, gracefully swiped the pieces, and easily maneuvered them into place.

There was just one problem. "What are we supposed to use to get the snow to the bucket?"

"Get creative Half Pint." Logan said, one of his evil grins painted on his face. "Remy's team already has." Remy's team was sprinting up the stairs (except for Princess Emma, who didn't sprint anywhere) with handfuls of snow.

"I'm so going to get frostbite." Kitty whined. Seriously- why wasn't she on that tropical island?

They were neck and neck, both buckets steadily dropping. They were half frozen and shivering, but no one planned on giving in until-

"We have a winner!"

Remy's team's flag flowed in the breeze, there bucket sitting, full of snow, on the ground. Emma wore one of those Regina George smiles. Remy exchanged a high five with Bobby. Bobby. He didn't even like Bobby!

Rogue gaped. Did that really just happen?