Another request from medred.

Note: I will be using characters who are caught up in their own business in X-related titles so ignore the continuity there because I may or may not have been keeping up with Excalibur in specific. Oop. A̶l̶s̶o̶ I̶ r̶e̶f̶u̶s̶e̶ t̶o̶ c̶a̶l̶l̶ K̶i̶t̶t̶y̶, K̶a̶t̶e̶.

Scott watched his wife apply makeup in front of the mirror as he leaned on the doorframe. "Who're you getting all dolled up for?" he asks with a raised brow. He had hoped it had been for him of course, but it was a fleeting notion.

"Me." Jean replies shortly. "I'm going out."

"Out?" Scott echoed, slightly crestfallen. "You're leaving me with the kids?"

Jean nods and caps her mascara. "They're practically grown, you'll be fine." She got up to go gather her things, passing Scott on the way out. "Except Rachel is coming with me."

"You're leaving me with Nathan?"

"And Nate." Jean added.

"The Nathans?" Scott shook his head in disbelief, turning to face Jean again. "How long will you be out?"

Rather than answer his question, Jean called out for Rachel to finish up because it was about time they left. Rachel steps out of her room, the soft clicking of heels denoting her arrival. Once she faces her mother her lips twitch into a frown.

"Crap."

Jean looks down at her outfit and then looks to Rachel. "Well, I certainly didn't expect this." The two of them were wearing identical red singlet dresses with matching red heels.

"I think it's cute." Scott remarks with a bit of a smile.

Rachel groaned and rolled her eyes. "No dad, it's not. I can't go out like this, this is embarrassing." She turned to go and change but her efforts were in vain. The portal to their home opens up, revealing the woman Storm as its guest. Ororo, as her friends call her, came to make sure that Jean and Rachel were ready to go.

Ororo began to address them in greeting, her words slowing and coming together as she saw the mother and daughter combo. "How… quaint." she decides on saying. She smiled but her eyes glimmered in question.

Rachel sighs in response and throws her head back to look at the ceiling. "Don't say anything. Let's just go."

Ororo nodded her head once in understanding. "Very well then, we'll be on our way. The others are waiting for us."

Scott waved his friend and his two girls off and wished them a great time. If only he could wish the same for himself. He watched the three leave for Krakoa before inwardly sighing as he heard glass shatter from inside one of the boy's rooms.

The three women are met with their other friends and teammates from over the years, gathered around some seating with drinks and some food to eat. The night planned wasn't too special, but it was probably best to stay in rather than have a large group of mutants be spotted out in any other country. Instantly, humans would think they came for a fight and it was honestly a confrontation they hoped to avoid. Besides, Krakoa provided beautiful scenery, and Jubilee and Kitty who had come to this spot earlier hooked it up.

Together the two ladies had brought tables and seats, and decorated the trees with twinkling lights and ever the mature, Kitty had added a sign that read "No X-Men!"

"Kitten," Ororo had said when she saw the sign. "Aren't we X-Men?"

Kitty nods. "Yes, buuut technically we're X-Women and this is a girl's night out so—" Kitty stopped when she saw Ororo's eyebrows slowly raise. "Never mind."

"I like it." Rachel chimes in, siding with her long time friend.

Kitty threw her hands in the air in exasperation. "See! Someone gets it."

Ororo softly shook her head and assumed that Kitty had started drinking already. She did a lot of that recently. Leaving the two young women (besides Jubilee), Ororo took Jean's arm and led her to the others. The group consisted of Lorna Dane, Rogue, Betsy Braddock, Kwannon—funnily enough, and Emma Frost. They were all about to sit down as they said their hellos.

Jean was kind to return their greetings and when it came down to Emma, she stayed silent. Jean considered being nice but Emma already made a snide comment about how she and her daughter were wearing matching outfits. She was about to go on about how she left the Five-in-One home, Ororo felt Jean's discomfort and found a seat for the two of them a good distance away from the White Queen.

Jean found herself sitting next to Rouge on her other side.

"Heya Jeannie," Rogue greeted, turning to face her. "How's th' family?"

"Oh you know those Summers boys…" Jean softly shook her head with a smile. "I love 'em. How about you and Remy? Thinking of starting your own?"

Rogue coughs, hiding her response with a sip of her drink. "Not really… No."

Jean put a reassuring hand on Rogue's covered shoulder. "Hey, my kids are time travelers so you never know."

Rogue laughed slightly "Pfft, I'm good sugah, believe me."

"How is your home?" Ororo asked Jean next. "It looks quite beautiful. Mustn't be easy to maintain it's quality."

"Ah well it helps to have telekinesis." Jean replied with a certain light laughter in her tone. "And that Rachel has it too. Thank God she's more responsible than the boys."

Ororo nods in understanding, glancing at where Rachel sat near Kitty, conversing about their time in Excalibur together. "I've heard that your other son has returned as well. How are you taking it?"

Jean sharply inhaled and took a swig from a nondescript alcoholic beverage. She was going to need it. "I love him, don't get me wrong, and it's nice to see him when he's not trying to destroy us all… but goodness, the combination of him and his younger brother have turned out to be quite the lethal duo."

"Oh?" Ororo tilts her head questioningly. "By lethal you mean…"

"It's been a while since the house has truly been silent." Jean supplies.

"Ah. Well anyone would love to be in your place. You are lucky to have your family."

Jean smiled. "I know. It's good to see that we're not the only weird ones either." She made a point in observing Best and Kwannon where they sat. Once the two women have been… one woman, for the most part, and it was odd to encounter each other normally. For a long time Betsy got used to looking at Kwannon's face— and body, Angel can attest to that— as her own. But more than anything, Betsy was glad to have her own identity back. But for being forced to share a brain, the women quickly figured out that there really wasn't much to discuss between them. At least anything they'd want to discuss.

Moments like this made Jean appreciate her family more, all things considering.

Ororo briefly observed the two purple haired women as well. "I agree," she says. "Though we all have our own unique strangeness. We are all mutants and X-Men after all."

Jean accidentally snorts in laughter. "You can say that again sister. But you, 'Ro, you're probably the most normal of us all."

"Oh, I don't know about that…" Ororo admits.

"Nothing could top Jubilee becoming a vampire."

Ororo opened her mouth to say something, but decided against it. She was probably right. "I'm not even going to dignify that with a response."

Kitty came around refilling everyone's drinks. "Uh-oh everybody, look out! Here comes that drank!" Rachel trailed behind her, levitating the necessities. It was obvious that Kitty already had too much of "that drank." Rachel had made a comment about how well Kitty and her Uncle Gabriel would get along in their newfound alcoholism. The brunette attempted to be offended but didn't quite have a response at the ready so she just let it go.

"Kitty, it hasn't even been that long. Have you started drinking before the party began?" Rachel asks, steering clear of Kitty's swaying feet.

"Maybeee."

Rachel gave a sigh at her friend's antics. "Man, Logan really has rubbed off on you hasn't he."

"Psh," Kitty flapped a hand in dismissal. "No… no, no."

"Right…" For a brief moment, Rachel pondered what could have spurred Kitty ti get this way. The girl truly has changed a lot in many ways. But this seems rather odd. It just could have been Rachel's own opinion, because after seeing Uncle Gabriel drink himself into a stupor, Rachel has been turned off from it. Not only that, her parents were constantly around and it felt odd. Even watching Kitty pour her mother another drink felt odd. It only reminded Rachel of how close they were in age in actuality.

Once she and Kitty got to her, Ororo decided to ask Rachel about her outfit. "Did you plan on matching with your mother?" She was clearly amused.

"Huh?" Rachel briefly looked down. "Oh uh, definitely not. No offence mom."

"Should I have taken offense?" Jean questioned.

"That's what no offense means doesn't it?"

"I think the matching dresses demonstrate how much you look like your mother Rachel." Ororo cuts in kindly. She puts a soft hand on top of Rachel's. All things considered Ororo could very well be Rachel's Auntie.

"I think that was what I was trying to avoid." Rachel admits shamefully. "Again, no offense mom."

Jean just gave a confused look as she didn't know how to react.

"You do not need to be ashamed of your beauty Rachel."

Rachel's face flushed. "Oh uh, I don't know if that's what I was going for… "

"Yeah girl!" Kitty practically shakes Rachel. "You're beautiful! We're all beautiful! Whooo!"

"Kitten I believe you've had enough to drink." Ororo puts kindly.

Kitty points an accusing finger at the woman. "I'll tell you when I had enough!"

"Okay you…" Rachel brought Kitty around and forced her to take a seat. "How about you sit next to my mom and Storm, okay?"

Kitty just erupts into a fit of giggles, eliciting a sigh from Rachel. "At a time like this, I wonder what the boys're doing at home…"