Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men, (sigh). This is just a silly idea I had while watching Bada-Bing, Bada-Boom.

Ferris Wheel Fiasco

It was the perfect plan. There was Kitty, sitting alone on the Ferris wheel. A perfect opportunity to talk to her alone. Or it would have been if a certain someone hadn't shown up, sat next to him and gave Kitty time to phase out of her seat.

"I can't believe I'm stuck here with you!" Lance groaned as they rode.

"This isn't exactly the biggest thrill for me either!" Scott snarled back, his arms crossed.

"Hey Summers, just cause you don't have a love life, don't horn in on mine!'

"You? A love life? Amoebas have more interesting dates than you!"

"You should know."

"Take a hike, preferably to Siberia."

"From what the girls say, it's not half as cold as you are."

"What girl would talk to you? Oh I get it, the type that would bark if you dangled a fish in front of her."

"I'm surprised any girl would talk to you the way you're dressed. Did you pick that outfit yourself, or is someone else to blame?"

"I see you're into grunge. I can also smell it!"

"Speaking of smells," Lance held his nose. "It reeks of loser up here!"

"Yeah I wasn't gonna say that. Didn't wanna hurt your feelings." Scott looked down. "We've stopped."

"No kidding. Boy all that training that Logan guy gives you is really paying off!" Lance snickered. "Hey who's that new girl you've got? The one that makes an energy version of cherry bombs?"

"Her name's Tabitha. Stay away from her and Kitty, and the rest of my friends!"

"Both of them?"

"I'm warning you Alvers!"

"You should have a warning: Warning Boring Lame-o. Do not talk to."

"Listen up Rock tumbler!"

"Go ahead and talk Summers, I can use the sleep!"

"I'm gonna give you a piece of my mind!"

"Are you sure you can afford it?"

"You'd never have a mental breakdown," Scott told him. "There are no moving parts up there!"

"When does this stupid ride get moving again?" Lance groaned looking down. "This is all your fault. If you just stopped playing big brother and let me talk to Kitty, we wouldn't be in this mess!"

"Yeah, there would be a different mess entirely."

"Why can't you X-Geeks see that I'm the perfect guy for her?"

"You want that list alphabetically?"

"Hey! I love Kitty! I'd go to the ends of the earth for her!'

"Yes, but would you stay there?"

"Yeah at least I'm not totally spacing out over Red over there."

"No, you're just spacey."

"Hey, you and Jean belong together. Like the Duke and Duchess of Dork."

"Look who's talking, Lord of the Lame."

"Earl of Doofus."

"Prince of Bad Rock Puns."

"Preppie King."

"Big Mouth!"

"Geek."

"Creep."

"Bazooka Brain."

"Rockhead."

"Loser."

"Double Loser."

"Triple Loser."

"Loser Infinity."

"I hate you."

"I hate you more."

"Great we're moving again!" Lance sighed. "This has been the worst ride of my life."

"Tell me about it!" Scott grumbled.

The ride stopped. "Finally!" Lance jumped off. "I'm gonna go find Freddy and have some intelligent conversation!"

"And I'm gonna sit here alone!" Scott called out. "And have a sensible conversation! Thanks for leaving! Feel free to do so at any time!"

"Forget you!"

"Forget you too!" Scott grumbled as Lance disappeared into view. He sat on the ride. He really didn't feel like getting off and riding alone this time might clear his head.

"Hi, mind if I jump in?"

Scott looked in pleasant surprise as Taryn sat next to him. "Hey! I thought you were here with Jean?"

"Was, but y'know like three is a crowd, if you know what I mean?"

Scott smiled and nodded. This ride is definitely going to be better than the last one, He thought.