(Hey guys, sorry for the wait. I should've told you that every other weekend I go to my Dad's and he doesn't have internet. Also my Mom's a bit sick and her friend came down and… it's just chaos here. Absolute chaos.)

"Hey Scott, did some weird girl in orange come by here and steal your sunglasses?" I asked, popping my head into the garage. I stopped once he turned his head towards me, giving me a full view of the eyewear he was now wearing in place of the stolen pair. Gigantic goggles. Stifling my giggles I watched as he glared and crossed his arms over his chest.

... I... have absolutely nothing to say... Aside from: HAH!

"Go ahead, get it out of your system already." He sighed.

I fell to the hard floor, banging my fists against the concrete as my body shook with laughter. "Oh God, oh God, oh God, Oh GOD! T-that's too much! Please just-oh my God! I-I can't feel my sides, Oh, it hurts!" Have you ever seen a fly up close, what's the first thing you notice? It's the eyes, the giant eyes that just bug out at you like the eyes on one of those weird stress reliever dolls.

It took me several minutes to regain some control and I stood straight, dusted myself off, and clasped my hands in front of me like a businesswoman. A few giggles escaped me every now and then but other than that I was good.

"And as for your question: yes." He told me, adjusting the goggles a bit. Oh, Scott. It doesn't matter how many times you fix them… they'll still make you look like a red-eyed Martian in my eyes. "Why?"

She painted a mural on the outside wall of the mansion-how can you NOT notice the cheek holes?!

I pointed to my cheeks where the black holes were slowly closing, "She stole my cheek meat and ran off to hug Logan, or 'Logi-bear' as she called him."

That chick was insane, as for the other one... well, there's WAY to much stuff in her backpack, apparently.

"Who was she? A new mutant the professor didn't tell us about?"

Yes, of course, Scooter. That's ECACTLY what they were.

"I don't know, but her name was Kass." I shrugged, "Anyways, have you seen Rogue?"

"Kitty's trying to get her to eat some of her cookies. She's somewhere near the training grounds."

"Thank you, Bug Man!" I said, turning to duck out of the garage.

"What was that?"

"NOTHING!"

(Ah, God. Writer's Block. Time for a Time Skip and some Randomness.)

ONE WEEK LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOR!

…

"You know what I would do if I had a tail?" I asked no one in particular. Heck, I was mostly just talking to the air right now. The four of us-Kitty, Rogue, Kurt, and I-were just hanging around in the living room, spouting random nonsense about things. It was raining particularly hard and the TV was being a pain. It'd be working one second and then it would just be like, 'Nope' and shut off. And although we knew that there was a weather mutant who could end the little storm with a wave of her hand she was visiting her brother-in-law with Evan. So, we were stuck here with basically nothing to do aside from talk and joke around.

What the heck kind of a question is THAT? What would YOU even NEED a tail for? I mean-look at fuzzy over there. His tail is part of his mutation and it actually makes sense, if YOU had a tail it wouldn't.

I was currently on the floor, my legs resting on the couch and my arms behind my head. Rogue was sitting cross-legged beside me as she fiddled with one of her gloves. Kitty was… I don't know what she was doing. She was sitting on the couch and just messing with my feet for some odd reason. She had yanked off my shoes and socks earlier and they were now strewn across the room. Kurt was sitting on the arm of the couch, watching Kitty do… whatever she was doing to my feet.

Why are you letting her touch you feet? She could have a fetish or something! Kick her in the face!

"Why would ya want a tail, sugar?" Rogue asked me and Kurt turned to her with a frown, "No offense."

"Some taken."

"Because they're cool and junk!" I told her, "And they're great for balance and everyone knows I need that."

Yes, I agree.

"You are not that clumsy." Kurt said and I turned to him.

Is... is he trying to compliment you or something? Whatever he's doing, I don't like it. It's not going to work.

"I ran into a pole and then fell when I was only ten feet away from it, I tripped over nothing. Nothing, there was only air. And at school, you know those stairs by that one classroom with that mean old man-lady teacher? I fell going up, UP, and I was on the last step. And when Kitty took me shopping, I fell on the going up escalator-"

At this said teen began to laugh, "That was like, SO hilarious and junk! It took Jean and Tabby forever to get you off!"

"The bruises still hurt." I mumbled before turning back to the fuzzy blue elf. "Tell me I'm not clumsy."

You're not clumsy... you're super mega extra clumsy. You are the QUEEN of clumsiness.

"Okay, so you ARE a bit-" I glared, "MAJORLY clumsy."

"AND you can hit people with them!" I said. "Like WHACK!"

I like where this is going.

"Kay!" Kitty shouted in protest, "Stop moving."

"Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine!" I whined and she stuck out her tongue at me, I copied the gesture. "What are you even doing to my feet?"

Prepping them so that she can cut them off and feed it to Wolverine.

"I'm painting them, duh."

... I was close.

"What?" I cringed, "But… I hate getting my nails done."

"Well, like, too bad and junk. I'm already finished anyway."

"What color?"

"Pink, with glitter." Kurt told me.

"Uh, it's SALMON and those are rhinestones."

What's the difference?

…

I groaned, "Why do people even paint their toes? No one's going to see them anyways."

"Girls are weird, that's vhy."

WHAT?!

"Like, what did you just say, Kurt?" Kitty glared.

That's right, kill the elf.

"NOTHING!"

"Rogue hold him down!"

"VHAT?! NO VAIT!"

"Guys… I think this is considered torture in some states."

"Torture? Pssh, yeah right. She's just gonna paint his nails. I don' see no harm in that."

Whaaaat? Awwwww, I thought we were gonna be outlaws together. Getting way with murder and all that.

"And after THIS we'll do his hair and make-up! And we'll put him in a dress!"

"VHAT?! KAILEE, GET ME AWAY FROM THESE-"

"Can't you just… I don't know teleport?"

"… Oh."

... He SO likes you...