"I hear you're looking for something." A dodgy boy with dark brown hair walked up to Kira, casually leaning against the wall in the Rec Room.

"Hey, you're that dodgy fellow who has dodgy ways of getting dodgy things." She said in recognition.

"Yeah, they call me Dodgy." He stated proudly.

"Great. I need a favor."

"For a price."

"What.. price?" She asked, backing up slightly.

"I'm a guy, Mouse." Even in alternate dimensions, people called her animal names, "And not many girls come into Camp Green Lake." She nodded slowly, not liking where this conversation was going, "And guys miss the girls, especially ones who've been here for two years."

"You're.. you're not gonna.."

"Can you hook me up with that Rogue girl?" He asked, his lips pouting slightly, "Or just get a kiss from her." She held in her laughter and instead just turned a bright red.

"Rogue.. she doesn't really.. date." She stated, "She has this weird skin condition. You wonder why she never touches anyone?" He gave her a questioning look, "I don't really know what happens to her when she touches someone, but I think it has something to do with rashes. It's very painful and I don't think you want to put her through that pain."

He nodded, "Ah, I see. I guess this'll be free of charge. Whatcha need?"

She smirked.

"Remy!"

"What, petit?" Remy sighed.

"I have my communicator!"

"Y' mean, y' had a way of getting us back deh whole time, and y' forgot!?"

"Well, I didn't really forget, it was out of batteries. I had to get some from Dodgy."

"Where y' been keepin' it?" He asked, referring to the communicator.

"Oh, easy, the one place where Mr. Sir wouldn't be able to find it."

"Where dat?" For a player he wasn't so smart.

"My bra." She said unaffected by Remy's stare as she stuck her hand in her shirt and retrieved her small communicator.

She stuck the batteries into it and immediately it crackled.

"'Ello?" She said into it.

"Kira!"

"Hi, Pie."

"Where are you?"

"In a Louis Sachar book turned movie."

"I've been worried sick! Why is it always you who ends up in an alternate dimension!"

"Well, I-"

"I can't believe it! You've been prancing about in another movie for weeks and didn't even think to call? What about Gambit or Rogue? Don't they have communicators too?"

"No, the-"

"Tell me where you are and I'll have Forge beam us over there."

"Pietro, let me say something."

"Hold on Wanda!"

"Pietro-"

"Hang on, Wanda wants to talk to you."

"Hold on Kitty! Kira?"

"Hello Wanda."

"Don't tell me you're stuck in another movie?"

"Hey, don't blame me!"

"Hold on, Kitty wants to talk to you."

"Kira! Are you all okay?"

"I'm fine."

"Hello?"

"Kitty, I-"

"Hello!? I can't hear you! You're breaking up!"

"Kitty-"

"HELLO?!"

"Pass it over, half-pint, your going deaf. Mouse? That you?" Logan asked, using his own personal nickname for her. Apparently everyone referred to her as a sort of animal.

"Logan, finally someone with some sense."

"Apparently the reception isn't any good when you're talking between dimensions, kid. Can ya hear me?"

"I hear you fine. Listen, I just got some batteries from Dodgy but I don't know how good they are."

"Dodgy?"

"Yeah, we're in a correctional facility. Camp Green Lake?"

"What did you do?"

"Well, it's kind of private..." Weird look from Remy, "Listen, it was either this or Juvy, and I thought I'd rather be here where I dig holes out in the scorching heat and eat slime, risking rape from one of the many boys in the tents, then go to a prison where I do nothing, have air conditioning, eat more slime and still risk being raped from one of the thousands of boys there."

"Logan, did you just snort at me?"

"Sorry, kid. Couldn't help it. I'll go get the professor for yeh."

"Thank you."

"Here's John."

"Wh-"

"Sheila! Thought ye went and copped a dog! (Yeah, I totally just made that up. Pyro used to have such an extreme 'so-crazy-it's-not-Australian-anymore' 'American-kiddy-version-of-accent'... accent. Just milking it up for all it's worth)"

"..." She thought for a second, thinking that she should be used to these sayings by now and wondering if he though she died, "I'm.. fine."

"Great! Hope the bread hasn't been too stale." She wondered if he was talking code for something. He liked doing that.

"Um, everyone's fine."

"Everyone? Sheila, ya referrin' to ya food as a person?" She went red.

"No no no, although there was that one dude named Cheeto. Just thought that I would reassure you everyone that everyone here is fine and dandy."

"Ah, I get ya, sheila."

"I'm just gonna. Be quiet for awhile." She said and he immediately yapped on and on about dogs and yogurt.

Kira sighed and put her hands to her forehead, feeling overheated for some reason. She lifted her hand back off and she was cool again. Frowning, she looked at her hands and blinked in surprise. They were white... strange..

"Hey, Rems.. are my hands supposed to be like this?"

"Not dat Remy knows of." He said, frowning and touching her hand before saying 'uh oh'.

They both blacked out.

Meanwhile, Rogue was in the Wreck Room, currently glaring at everyone within a ten foot radius of her, until she had a strong urge to... hurl. So she scurried out as fast as her extremely long legs could carry her. She was out in 2.63 seconds.

Now, of course, this was only for the author's benefit. She didn't really spew her bits, that was just so no one would see her black out.

Five minutes later:

"Great, we're like, here!" Kitty squealed, before wrinkling her nose at the desert temperatures. Then she grinned at the sight of hot sweaty boys digging holes around her.

"Don't get distracted, Half-Pint. We're just taking the kids and then going." Logan said, cursing his enhanced sense of smell.

"I wouldn't mind making a quick pit stop." Tabitha smirked, winking at a few gawking boys who thought they were hallucinating.

"They're not here." Jean said, doing a mental scan of the whole camp.

"What do you mean, they're not here?" Wanda dragged out each word, glaring at the red head.

"They were here before," Wolverine said, catching their scent amongst the sweat and rubble, "But their trail just disappears."

"Disappear?Whatareyoutalkingabout!?Theycan'tjustdisappear!OnlyElfboycandothat!OrmaybeifIgoreallyfastWolverinecan'tpickupmyscent,buttheydon'thaveanyofthosepowers!"

"Shut UP!" Wanda shouted at her brother, "Slow down so we can understand you!" He took a deep breath, saying the exact thing he said before.

"I said 'Disappear!? What are you talking about!? They can't just disappear! Only Elf boy can do that! Or maybe if I go really fast then Wolverine can't pick up my scent, but they don't have any of those powers!"

"We're going back to talk to Chuck. Forge?" Forge, who tampered with the machine to allow everyone to travel at once, pressed a few buttons and they were back at the mansion.

"This is just as I have feared."

"What have y' feared, Chuck?" Logan asked, impatient.

"It seems that Kira's powers have manifested during her stay in the Fantastic Four movie and she is now able to travel through dimensions based on movie productions similar to the device we have retrieved from Ms. Boudreaux."

"Oh." He replied, "So how do we get them back?"

"I don't know, Logan." He sighed dramatically, "I don't know. All we can do now is wait, and hope for the three of them to come back safely, whatever story they may be stuck in."

"So it's all pigeon's fault then, eh?" John asked out loud, forgetting that he was listening in through the door.

"Hothead.." Logan growled menacingly.

Kitty, right beside John, stood frozen. Three people very close to her were in some unknown movie? Well, they were in an unknown movie before, but didn't we just find them? Kitty was in such shock that she didn't realize she was sinking through the floor.

Author's Note: Where are they now? Where did Kitty land? And who was that spooky voice laughing evilly a couple chapters back? All will be answered.. Eventually.