The Twelve Days of Kitty -- Day Eleven

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"Vhat is that noise?" Demanded Kurt at four in the morning.

Kitty sat strait up in bed.

"Is that?"

"That's a flute!" Rogue yelled, looking out the window with sleepy eyes.

"A flute?"

"Eleven pipers piping," Jean replied.

"The school band," Kitty moaned.

The Bayville School band wasn't the hottest school band; in fact, if you were to go to one of their concerts, the students would pass out earplugs.

"Mah Lord, I didn't know they could get that loud," Rogue stuffed her pillow over her head.

Kitty opened the window.

"It's four in the morning!" She yelled.

"Sorry," Called the lead 'piper.' "We're a bit eager to get to our only gig since the annual school concert."

"Yes, I can imagine. Principal Kelly didn't let you have any more after that," Nodded Kitty, sleepily, before slamming the window and going back to bed.

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Hours later, Kitty woke up, and spotted Logan in the yard, with shredded bits of metal that used to be flutes.

"Took care of that problem," Logan muttered, heading back inside.

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"On the eleventh day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Eleven pipers piping,
Ten lords a-leaping,
Eight maids a-milking,
Seven swans a-swimming,
Six geese a-laying,
Five golden rings,
Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtledoves,
and a partridge in a pear tree."

AA: One more to go!