"Did you hear something?" Abigail Brand raised her head slightly from where she had been resting, using her boyfriend as a giant, furry pillow while they both caught their breaths. Actually, she had been hearing something for some time, but had been far too occupied to consider it until that moment. Honestly, with the number of strings she had had to pull, and threats she had had to make to get this time off, she didn't really want to consider it.
"Music. Loud music." Hank McCoy had been hearing it for awhile too, and it looked like ignoring it wasn't going to make it go away
"I think your students are having a party." Abigail murmured as she sank back against him. A school full of teenage mutants, she supposed a party wasn't unexpected, but considering they weren't supposed to be at the school right now in the first place, she maintained her right to be annoyed.
"They're having a party someone else can deal with." Hank told her. And someone else could definitely deal with whatever the students were getting up to. He had plans for this weekend, and even if they had been forced to change somewhat due to the weather, he intended to make the best of things. "Now where were we?" His arms went around her, drawing her close.
"I think we were…."She was stopped by the sound of a loud crash from somewhere below followed by a shout. "I think your students are breaking your school, Professor."
"Someone else can deal with it." Hank said firmly just as there was another crash, although he was hearing a distinct lack of staff hurrying to deal with whatever the students were up to. No, he was not getting out of bed, though. Someone else could handle whatever they were destroying.
Before either of them could move to get back to what they had been doing, there was another, louder noise, a boom that shook the room and caused the bed to tilt, sending the two of them sliding to the floor.
"I am going to kill them." Hank muttered, especially when he looked over at the bed, which looked like it had suffered damage that would require repairs before it would be usable. Either that or just dismantling it and putting the entire thing on the floor.
"Students or the other staff who aren't handling this already?" Abby asked as Hank pulled himself up and reached out to help her up as well. "That wasn't how I imagined the bed getting broken."
"I think the other staff is playing some sort of game, pretending they don't hear this and seeing which one of us gives in first." Hank said as he reached for his pants. Who gave in first looked like it was going to be him. "Abigail, I'll make this quick."
"If you let me bring my gun, I can make it even quicker." Abby muttered as she reached for her own clothes.
"We probably shouldn't murder children. They are our future, after all." Hank said as they headed out of the door. Although when he heard another crash, he felt a sudden wave of fear for the future.
"What about teachers who aren't supervising students and are interrupting our night? Is murdering them allowed?" Abby asked. "Did you just hear something beep?'
Before Hank could reply, a missile was flying down the hall towards them as the computer announced, "Attention, your Danger Room Examination has begun!"
"Hank, didn't you fix things so that wasn't going off randomly?" Abby shouted as both of them dodged the first missile only to barely avoid another three missiles that were fired in rapid succession.
"I thought I did! Look out! Flame thrower!" Hank grabbed for Abigail and yanked her out of the way, dodging back into his room. Had one of the students hacked the system to try to keep the staff confined to their rooms? If they had, Quire was going to be his first suspect.
"Attention!" The computer announced. "Sexual activity detected! Sexual activity detected!" And before the two could react, the room was shaking more than it had from the students' antics, and then the window shot open, the pair being tossed out like a dog shaking off water before the window slammed and locked behind them.
"Did the computer announce that all over the school?" Hank had grabbed hold of Abby mid fall and they had managed to hit the ground relatively safely. "Because first, your computer's sensors are running slow and second…."
"It's supposed to send a signal to the nearest member of the staff. We didn't want to risk more larvae. And it's supposed to apply to students, not staff!" Hank glared up at the building before looking around, frowning up at the snow that was falling from the darkened night sky much, much faster than it had been when Abigail had arrived several hours earlier. "Abigail, are you alright?"
"I'm fine but I think your school needs some serious debugging." Abby's hands flared up as she spoke. "That snow's getting worse. Did someone do something to tick off Storm?"
"She's in Africa currently or possibly she could have done something about this so we could have been elsewhere as planned." Hank told her as they headed for the door. At least they were dressed to a degree, although he didn't have his shirt and Abigail was barefoot.
When they reached the door, it didn't open in response to Hank's code.
"Furball, I think your school is definitely broken. Either that or your students figured a way to lock us out." Abby said just as there was a beep.
"Unauthorized access attempt detected! Counter measures initiated!" the computer called as a new, larger missile went flying for them.
"That isn't good." Hank said a few minutes later from where they were hiding in a pile of snow, after being forced away from the front door and then nearly being crushed when they tried to get in through Abby melting her way in to Bobby's wing of the school.
"You don't say. So what do we do now, Professor?" Abby asked. "Because we've been attacked twice so far trying to get in, it doesn't seem like any of the students have heard the commotion and where are the rest of the staff? Are they even here?"
"I updated the systems this morning." Hank said after a moment's thought. "Either I somehow accidentally deleted my access approval, or one of the students hacked the system." Could Abby be right about the rest of the staff not being there? But shouldn't they have told him if they were going somewhere and leaving him in charge? "Alright." The snow was coming down harder, and even though the two of them were probably the most capable of handling it didn't mean he wanted to stay out in it for longer than necessary. As it was, he was going to have to add time to dry his fur out on top of the time it would take to fix the bed when they got inside. This night was definitely not going as planned. "The lake. There's a communications setup down there. We can contact someone in the house to let us in. Broo or Idie will let us in."
"Sounds like a plan, although it's the the first time I've had to call a brood for a rescue." Abby said. "Let's get moving and get to that lake. If you make it fast and get us back in, I think we can do something fun to get your fur dry."