I turn to you
By Todd fan
Diclaimer: I'm getting really tired of writing these things.... You guys know what i do and do not own. I'm a student, i only own what i make up in my head :) I don't own the songs 'Dead ringer for love', 'Hotel california or 'Copa cobana', guess where the guys go....
Guess what time it is?. You guessed it, it's time for me to thanks my reviewers:
Red witch - Well we know it's going to be a disater now, don't we :).
Bradleigh - Well yeah, plus lets face it, his dad ins't a nice person, probably called him Mortimer out of spite. Don't worry Evan is inculded, i couldn't leave out the spiky little guy. What can i say?, i'm a fast worker. Well after 100 reviews i will give you guys a chocie, a Sid POV or a Todd POV, which would you guys prefer?
Capslock - Well thanks, Kurt should watch that hair of his, lol. Lance seems to be running around everyones heads at the moment, proably a result from drinking all the cocktails he will in this chapter.....
Pixiechick - Aww thanks, i'm flattered. Yes well, he's the guys night out. Poor, poor Scott....
Eileen - Hey its okay, this is a fun chapter, tee hee hee!
I love you guys :)
Warning: This chapter contains some Scott bashing, if you particually love Scott, i warn you now, i'm not nice to him. And if you think this is bad, you wait 'till you see what i do to Jean (guess which two caracters i like the least). Okay, i don't know the legal drinking age in America, what is it?, but over here in Britain it's 18, so they are living by British drink rules for tonight. So Scott and Lance CAN drink. Anyway, it's only fanifction....
Chapter 18 - Boys night out.
"Party time, party time, party time", Kurts voice rang through the house.
"We know Kurt", said Scott with a sigh, "we know".
"Hey let the Blue-boy have his fun Slim", said Fred, waking down the stairs, "maybe he'll knock himself out before he makes a complete idiot of himself".
"Hey", said Kurt making a face.
"I'm with the Fuzzball on this one", said Pietro jumping up and down, "were gonna have some funfunfun".
"Yeah, a'h bet theres nothin' like going out as a big buncha guys surgin' with testostorone", said Rogue with a sigh.
"Your just sore because YOU can't go with us", said Evan with a smile, "you have to stay at home with the rest of the girls".
"Ah bet us girls could have more fun than you guys do", said Rogue, crossing her arms, "and our night won't end in being violently sick or falling over".
"So what are you four going to do?", said Pietro with a snicker, "sit around and tell girlly stories? Give each other makeovers? Giggle?".
"I'll pretend i didn't hear that", said Rogue, "unless ya'll want me ta take off ma'h glove an' keep ya'll here Speedy. A'hm sure we could do something with that hair of yours".
"Noooooooo", said Pietro dashing to hide behind Scott, "i give, i give".
"Is everyone ready to party hardy?", said Lance coming downsatirs, followed by a less than enuthisatic Todd.
"Yeah great", said Todd unenthsiastically, "party, whoopy doo"
"Hey you gotta cheer up Frogger", said Fred with a chuckle, "Sidney's orders".
"Yeah, well i'll try", said Todd with a half-hearted smile.
"Okay people lets movemovemove", said Pietro, opening the door and starting to usher people out, "come on the night is young my friends".
"See you girls later", said Kurt, waving to Rouge.
"Tell Kitty i told her to have fun", said Lance.
"Ditto on me fer Sid", said Todd, smiling slightly.
"A'h will, a'h will", said Rogue pushing the boys out, "ya'll just go have fun like ya'll've been told ta".
With that the boys left the institute, heading for a night out on the town.
The boys were walking along the street, trying to find something to do, when Evan stopped dead. He pointed up to a sign across the road 'lazer quest arena'..
"You guys thinking what i'm thinking?", he said with a smile.
"Sounds like fun Daniels, but you know you'll never hit me", taunted Pietro.
"Okay, we'll settle this inside", said Lance, "you up to it Shades?".
"Get ready to loose Rock tumbler", said Scott with an evil laugh.
In a few minutes, Scott was being baraged with little lazers. He crouched behind a wall, wondering what had possesed him to get into this, everyone had ganged up on him, including Evan, Kurt and Fred, who were, supposedly, on his team. Todd had cheered up, he had it easy in the pitch-black arena, his night-vision gave him the job of scouting around to see if he could find where Scott was hiding. Scott's shades were giving him a serious disadvantage, it's not easy to watch out for lazers when you can only see things in a shde of scarlet. There hadn't been any sign of the enemy for a while, and Scott was starting to loosen his guard. He stepped out from where he was hiding and looked around, no one was in sight. Suddenly..
"There he is".
Scott was suddenly baraged with lazers from all sides, he'd been ambushed.
"Diediediediedie", laughed Pietro manically, shooting his lazer gun at Scott.
Scott's lazer pack started to make little beeping noises.
"Looks like your dead Summers", said Lance.
"Well i wouldn't be if my team mates hadn't turned on me", muttered Scott, "can we go now please, i'm tired of making a fool of myself".
The boys walked out, all blinking with the sudden change of light, except for Scott, at least he could be thankfull for his shades for that.
"That vas fun", said Kurt with a chuckle, "now vhat?"
"I say we go bowling", said Fred, pointing to the bowling alley across the street.
"I've never bee bowling before", said Todd.
"Never?", asked Evan, "man, everyone should have a chance to go bowling".
"Then it's settled, we go bowling", said Lance with a smile, walking acorss the street, the other guys following close behind.
"Why me?", said Scott shaking his head, and walking slowly after the group.
It didn't take long for Pietro and Fred to teach Todd how to bowl, and before long, everyone was having a good time, with the exception of Kurt, who was loosing badly.
"Come on Fur-boy", said Pietro, "you gotta be able to do better than this, heck, even Todd's doing better than you, and he's only been playing the game for half-an-hour".
"Yeah", said Kurt with a sigh, "vell Todd doesn't only have two fingers and a thumb. Eeet isn't easy to get a grip on ze bowling ball".
With his image inducer on, Kurt looked like an odd kid trying to put two fingers in one hole, two fingers in another and his thumb in the third hole of the bowling ball. Needless to say, he was getting some odd looks from the other people at the bowling alley, most of them wondering why his friends hadn't told him he was holding the ball wrong.
"Bummer man", said Evan, picking up a ball, "now you watch a pro do this thing".
"Yeah, like you could bowl better than me", said Pietro pulling a face at Evan.
"I could beat you any day of the week Maximoff", retorted Evan.
"Ooooooooooooooooh sounds like a challenge".
That was all it took. The next two hours were spent with Pietro and Evan fighting it out in the game. They kept tieing. Eventually, through a mix of sheer boredom and the beginings of migraines, the rest of the guys had to 'escort' the two rivals out of the bowling alley.
"I still say i could have beaten you", said Evan, crossing his arms.
"In your dreams Daniels", said Pietro.
"Okay, enough", said Scott, putting himself between the two, "can we go home now, please?".
"No vay", said Kurt, "ze night ees still young. Ve still have a couple of hours before cerfew. Besides, ve vill only go home to the girlly party, and vho knows vhat horrors avait us there".
"Fer once the Blue-boys right", said Todd, "i ain't goin' back to the mansion until i have ta".
"Fine", said Scott with a sigh, defeated, "what do we do now, please let it not be athletic".
The boys walked along the streets until Kurt pointed wildy at a sign.
"Vhat about that?"
"Oh yeah", said Lance with a laugh, "that should be fun"
"Hey i'm up for anything", said Fred, "even that".
"Then it's settled then", said Pietro, walking into the building.
Scott had been trailing behind, wishing he had stayed at home. As the other entered the building he looked forlornly up at the sign.
"Oh dear god no", he said sadly, "will someone please end my misery?".
He walked sadly into the building. The sign above read 'kareoke bar'.
As the night wore on, Scott found himself sitting with a Pina Colda in front of him and a cocktail umbrella stuck to to side of his shades, both courtesy of Pietro. He sighed, the others were somewhere in the bar...he'd lost track of where they'd gone, and he'd gone past the point of caring. He gave a groan and banged his head on the table, wishing he could crawl under it.
Evan, Todd, Fred and Kurt were sitting at another table watching the kareoke, Lance was at the bar ordering as many cocktails as he could carry. At the kareoke stage someone was belting out 'Dead ringer for love', even though he couldn't carry a note, at all. Kurt groaned and put his hands to his ears.
"I vish they'd make him stop", he muttered, "my ears can't take much more of this".
"I know what ya mean", said Todd, shaking his head, "hey wheres Speedy gone?"
"Where do you think?", said Fred, pointing over to a table where Pietro was sitting, with six girls milling around him, giggling.
"Huh, Cassanova strikes again", said Evan sulkilly.
"Cheer up Porcupine", said Lance, walking to the table, "you'll get a girl, you just see".
"I HAD a girl", said Evan bitterly, pointing at Todd, "she went off with him".
"Hey Daniels, chill out", said Todd, frowning, "ya can't blame me fer what Sidney does. That girl does here own thing. And anyway, when did you HAVE her?. She didn't mention you guys dated".
"Well we went on a....date.sorta..kinda. Oh man, that WAS just dinner? Well theres my happy moment gone", said Evan putting his head in his hands.
"No one can figure out girls", said Kurt with a sigh, putting a hand on Evan's shoulder, "not even me, and chicks dig the fuzzy dude".
"If chicks dig 'the fuzzy dude', then why are they all over there with Pietro?", said Todd.
"They haven't seen me yet, thats all", said Kurt, "if i vere to go over there, i'd get a chick in seconds".
"Right from under Pietro's nose?", chuckled Fred, shaking his head, "no way could you pull it off".
"Vell if you gentlemen vant to bet on eet", said Kurt with a cheeky grin.
"Ya on Wookie-boy", said Todd, "i bet ya five bucks that ya can't pick up one of 'em six girls that Pietro has around him".
"Yeah", said Lance putting down a ten dollar note, "i got ten bucks on it".
Kurt looked at Fred and Evan.
"You guys vant to place a bet?", he asked, "or do you have faith in the fuzzy one?"
At this point Evan and Fred burst out laughing and put their own money with Todd and Lance's against Kurt. Kurt shrugged and stood up.
"Prepare to be amazed", he said.
Instead of walking to Pietro's table, he walked over to the kareoke machine. A woman looked up and handed him the menu. Kurt took a look at it and pointed to the song he wanted. He hopped on the stage and took the mike. The music started to play the opening tune to 'Hotel carlifornia'. Kurt began to sing.
"On a dark desert highvay, cool vind in my hair,
Varm smell of colitas rising up through ze air,
Up ahead in ze distance, i saw a shimmering light,
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dimmer,
I had to stop for ze night".
"Oh boy, what is he doing?", said Evan, shaking his head.
"I don't know, but those girls are enjoying it", said Lance, pointing over to where a few of Pietro's girls were watching Kurt with intrest. Meanwhile, Kurt was still singing for all of his worth.
"Velcome to ze hotel california,
Such a lovely place, such a lovely face
Plenty of room at ze hotel california,
Any time of year, you can find it here".
Kurt carried on singing until he was done, then to top it all off, he blew a kiss in the girls' direction, sending off a fit of giggles. Kurt hopped off the stage and strutted back to the table.
"Eeets in ze bag", he said with a sly smile, "you guys had better kiss bye bye to your money".
"It ain't over 'till it's over Fuzzball", said Todd.
"That was really cool", came a voice from behind them.
They looked up to see a girl from Pietro's table.
"Vell thank you", said Kurt with a smile, "can i buy you a drink?"
"Yeah sure", said the girl happily.
Kurt held out his hand and everyone payed up. Kurt grinned and walked off to the bar with the girl.
"I can't belive he just did that", said Fred shaking his head.
"He took my money", said lance with a sigh.
"It's worth it guy", said Evan, trying to hold in laughter, "just look at Pietro's face".
They turned around to see a scowling Pietro, minus one girl. They watched him stand up and walk, yes walk, over to them.
"I can't belive the nerve of that fuzzball", said Pietro, sitting down, "i mean, i'ts not like he'll get anywhere, the girl will feel his fur if she touches him".
"Hey, you didn't just loose a bet over it", said Todd, shaking his head, "bye bye money".
They heard someone tapping the microphone on the stage, but ignored it, until they heard a familiar voice.
"Hey is this thing on?".
The looked up to see Scott swaying by the microphone. He still had a cocktail umbrella stuck to his shades and by the looks of the empty glasses on his table, he'd had more than a few pina colladas.
"Oh dear god, what is he doing up there?", said Pietro, as the music started up.
It was then that Scott started to sing, badly.
"Her name was Lola,
she was a show girl,
with yellow feathers in her hair,
and a dress cut down to there,
she wore marrangas,
and did the cha cha,
and while she'd like to be a star,
Tony always tended bar".
"I think he's trying to sing", said Lance with a groan.
"They don't know he's with us do they?", said Fred, looking around.
"I hope not", added Evan.
By now Scott was dancing around the stage with the microphone in his hand.
"At the Copa,
Copa cobana.....
errrrrrr...
de da de da da de da da da da,
everybody!,
at the copa,
copa cobanna
music and passion was always in fashion
at the copa cabannnnnnaaaaarghhhh!.........."
It was at this point that Scott fell flat on his face.
"Does this mean we have to carry him home?", said Pietro hiding his face.
"Man, the professors going to kill us", said Evan.
"No he won't", said Lance with a grin, "if you remember correctly, Summers was supposed to be watching us, not the other way around. So he's the one that dead, not us".
"I like that outlook", said Todd with a nod of his head.
Kurt ran over to them.
"I vondered vhere Scott had gone to", he said, shaking his head, "i think he drowed his sorrows vith all of those pina colladas".
"I'll go get him", said Fred with a sigh.
Fred walked over to the stage and picked up Scott with one hand. He slung him over his shoulder and walked back to the group.
"Oh look ma, the ground is moving", mumbled Scott.
"Okay, i think now would be a good time to go home", said Lance with a sigh.
Scott gave a loud laugh, then started to snore.
"The girls are going to love this", said Pietro, shaking his head and laughing.
So, what did you guys thing about the guys night out?. Oh how Scott will suffer in the morning! Remember to review, until next time...
By Todd fan
Diclaimer: I'm getting really tired of writing these things.... You guys know what i do and do not own. I'm a student, i only own what i make up in my head :) I don't own the songs 'Dead ringer for love', 'Hotel california or 'Copa cobana', guess where the guys go....
Guess what time it is?. You guessed it, it's time for me to thanks my reviewers:
Red witch - Well we know it's going to be a disater now, don't we :).
Bradleigh - Well yeah, plus lets face it, his dad ins't a nice person, probably called him Mortimer out of spite. Don't worry Evan is inculded, i couldn't leave out the spiky little guy. What can i say?, i'm a fast worker. Well after 100 reviews i will give you guys a chocie, a Sid POV or a Todd POV, which would you guys prefer?
Capslock - Well thanks, Kurt should watch that hair of his, lol. Lance seems to be running around everyones heads at the moment, proably a result from drinking all the cocktails he will in this chapter.....
Pixiechick - Aww thanks, i'm flattered. Yes well, he's the guys night out. Poor, poor Scott....
Eileen - Hey its okay, this is a fun chapter, tee hee hee!
I love you guys :)
Warning: This chapter contains some Scott bashing, if you particually love Scott, i warn you now, i'm not nice to him. And if you think this is bad, you wait 'till you see what i do to Jean (guess which two caracters i like the least). Okay, i don't know the legal drinking age in America, what is it?, but over here in Britain it's 18, so they are living by British drink rules for tonight. So Scott and Lance CAN drink. Anyway, it's only fanifction....
Chapter 18 - Boys night out.
"Party time, party time, party time", Kurts voice rang through the house.
"We know Kurt", said Scott with a sigh, "we know".
"Hey let the Blue-boy have his fun Slim", said Fred, waking down the stairs, "maybe he'll knock himself out before he makes a complete idiot of himself".
"Hey", said Kurt making a face.
"I'm with the Fuzzball on this one", said Pietro jumping up and down, "were gonna have some funfunfun".
"Yeah, a'h bet theres nothin' like going out as a big buncha guys surgin' with testostorone", said Rogue with a sigh.
"Your just sore because YOU can't go with us", said Evan with a smile, "you have to stay at home with the rest of the girls".
"Ah bet us girls could have more fun than you guys do", said Rogue, crossing her arms, "and our night won't end in being violently sick or falling over".
"So what are you four going to do?", said Pietro with a snicker, "sit around and tell girlly stories? Give each other makeovers? Giggle?".
"I'll pretend i didn't hear that", said Rogue, "unless ya'll want me ta take off ma'h glove an' keep ya'll here Speedy. A'hm sure we could do something with that hair of yours".
"Noooooooo", said Pietro dashing to hide behind Scott, "i give, i give".
"Is everyone ready to party hardy?", said Lance coming downsatirs, followed by a less than enuthisatic Todd.
"Yeah great", said Todd unenthsiastically, "party, whoopy doo"
"Hey you gotta cheer up Frogger", said Fred with a chuckle, "Sidney's orders".
"Yeah, well i'll try", said Todd with a half-hearted smile.
"Okay people lets movemovemove", said Pietro, opening the door and starting to usher people out, "come on the night is young my friends".
"See you girls later", said Kurt, waving to Rouge.
"Tell Kitty i told her to have fun", said Lance.
"Ditto on me fer Sid", said Todd, smiling slightly.
"A'h will, a'h will", said Rogue pushing the boys out, "ya'll just go have fun like ya'll've been told ta".
With that the boys left the institute, heading for a night out on the town.
The boys were walking along the street, trying to find something to do, when Evan stopped dead. He pointed up to a sign across the road 'lazer quest arena'..
"You guys thinking what i'm thinking?", he said with a smile.
"Sounds like fun Daniels, but you know you'll never hit me", taunted Pietro.
"Okay, we'll settle this inside", said Lance, "you up to it Shades?".
"Get ready to loose Rock tumbler", said Scott with an evil laugh.
In a few minutes, Scott was being baraged with little lazers. He crouched behind a wall, wondering what had possesed him to get into this, everyone had ganged up on him, including Evan, Kurt and Fred, who were, supposedly, on his team. Todd had cheered up, he had it easy in the pitch-black arena, his night-vision gave him the job of scouting around to see if he could find where Scott was hiding. Scott's shades were giving him a serious disadvantage, it's not easy to watch out for lazers when you can only see things in a shde of scarlet. There hadn't been any sign of the enemy for a while, and Scott was starting to loosen his guard. He stepped out from where he was hiding and looked around, no one was in sight. Suddenly..
"There he is".
Scott was suddenly baraged with lazers from all sides, he'd been ambushed.
"Diediediediedie", laughed Pietro manically, shooting his lazer gun at Scott.
Scott's lazer pack started to make little beeping noises.
"Looks like your dead Summers", said Lance.
"Well i wouldn't be if my team mates hadn't turned on me", muttered Scott, "can we go now please, i'm tired of making a fool of myself".
The boys walked out, all blinking with the sudden change of light, except for Scott, at least he could be thankfull for his shades for that.
"That vas fun", said Kurt with a chuckle, "now vhat?"
"I say we go bowling", said Fred, pointing to the bowling alley across the street.
"I've never bee bowling before", said Todd.
"Never?", asked Evan, "man, everyone should have a chance to go bowling".
"Then it's settled, we go bowling", said Lance with a smile, walking acorss the street, the other guys following close behind.
"Why me?", said Scott shaking his head, and walking slowly after the group.
It didn't take long for Pietro and Fred to teach Todd how to bowl, and before long, everyone was having a good time, with the exception of Kurt, who was loosing badly.
"Come on Fur-boy", said Pietro, "you gotta be able to do better than this, heck, even Todd's doing better than you, and he's only been playing the game for half-an-hour".
"Yeah", said Kurt with a sigh, "vell Todd doesn't only have two fingers and a thumb. Eeet isn't easy to get a grip on ze bowling ball".
With his image inducer on, Kurt looked like an odd kid trying to put two fingers in one hole, two fingers in another and his thumb in the third hole of the bowling ball. Needless to say, he was getting some odd looks from the other people at the bowling alley, most of them wondering why his friends hadn't told him he was holding the ball wrong.
"Bummer man", said Evan, picking up a ball, "now you watch a pro do this thing".
"Yeah, like you could bowl better than me", said Pietro pulling a face at Evan.
"I could beat you any day of the week Maximoff", retorted Evan.
"Ooooooooooooooooh sounds like a challenge".
That was all it took. The next two hours were spent with Pietro and Evan fighting it out in the game. They kept tieing. Eventually, through a mix of sheer boredom and the beginings of migraines, the rest of the guys had to 'escort' the two rivals out of the bowling alley.
"I still say i could have beaten you", said Evan, crossing his arms.
"In your dreams Daniels", said Pietro.
"Okay, enough", said Scott, putting himself between the two, "can we go home now, please?".
"No vay", said Kurt, "ze night ees still young. Ve still have a couple of hours before cerfew. Besides, ve vill only go home to the girlly party, and vho knows vhat horrors avait us there".
"Fer once the Blue-boys right", said Todd, "i ain't goin' back to the mansion until i have ta".
"Fine", said Scott with a sigh, defeated, "what do we do now, please let it not be athletic".
The boys walked along the streets until Kurt pointed wildy at a sign.
"Vhat about that?"
"Oh yeah", said Lance with a laugh, "that should be fun"
"Hey i'm up for anything", said Fred, "even that".
"Then it's settled then", said Pietro, walking into the building.
Scott had been trailing behind, wishing he had stayed at home. As the other entered the building he looked forlornly up at the sign.
"Oh dear god no", he said sadly, "will someone please end my misery?".
He walked sadly into the building. The sign above read 'kareoke bar'.
As the night wore on, Scott found himself sitting with a Pina Colda in front of him and a cocktail umbrella stuck to to side of his shades, both courtesy of Pietro. He sighed, the others were somewhere in the bar...he'd lost track of where they'd gone, and he'd gone past the point of caring. He gave a groan and banged his head on the table, wishing he could crawl under it.
Evan, Todd, Fred and Kurt were sitting at another table watching the kareoke, Lance was at the bar ordering as many cocktails as he could carry. At the kareoke stage someone was belting out 'Dead ringer for love', even though he couldn't carry a note, at all. Kurt groaned and put his hands to his ears.
"I vish they'd make him stop", he muttered, "my ears can't take much more of this".
"I know what ya mean", said Todd, shaking his head, "hey wheres Speedy gone?"
"Where do you think?", said Fred, pointing over to a table where Pietro was sitting, with six girls milling around him, giggling.
"Huh, Cassanova strikes again", said Evan sulkilly.
"Cheer up Porcupine", said Lance, walking to the table, "you'll get a girl, you just see".
"I HAD a girl", said Evan bitterly, pointing at Todd, "she went off with him".
"Hey Daniels, chill out", said Todd, frowning, "ya can't blame me fer what Sidney does. That girl does here own thing. And anyway, when did you HAVE her?. She didn't mention you guys dated".
"Well we went on a....date.sorta..kinda. Oh man, that WAS just dinner? Well theres my happy moment gone", said Evan putting his head in his hands.
"No one can figure out girls", said Kurt with a sigh, putting a hand on Evan's shoulder, "not even me, and chicks dig the fuzzy dude".
"If chicks dig 'the fuzzy dude', then why are they all over there with Pietro?", said Todd.
"They haven't seen me yet, thats all", said Kurt, "if i vere to go over there, i'd get a chick in seconds".
"Right from under Pietro's nose?", chuckled Fred, shaking his head, "no way could you pull it off".
"Vell if you gentlemen vant to bet on eet", said Kurt with a cheeky grin.
"Ya on Wookie-boy", said Todd, "i bet ya five bucks that ya can't pick up one of 'em six girls that Pietro has around him".
"Yeah", said Lance putting down a ten dollar note, "i got ten bucks on it".
Kurt looked at Fred and Evan.
"You guys vant to place a bet?", he asked, "or do you have faith in the fuzzy one?"
At this point Evan and Fred burst out laughing and put their own money with Todd and Lance's against Kurt. Kurt shrugged and stood up.
"Prepare to be amazed", he said.
Instead of walking to Pietro's table, he walked over to the kareoke machine. A woman looked up and handed him the menu. Kurt took a look at it and pointed to the song he wanted. He hopped on the stage and took the mike. The music started to play the opening tune to 'Hotel carlifornia'. Kurt began to sing.
"On a dark desert highvay, cool vind in my hair,
Varm smell of colitas rising up through ze air,
Up ahead in ze distance, i saw a shimmering light,
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dimmer,
I had to stop for ze night".
"Oh boy, what is he doing?", said Evan, shaking his head.
"I don't know, but those girls are enjoying it", said Lance, pointing over to where a few of Pietro's girls were watching Kurt with intrest. Meanwhile, Kurt was still singing for all of his worth.
"Velcome to ze hotel california,
Such a lovely place, such a lovely face
Plenty of room at ze hotel california,
Any time of year, you can find it here".
Kurt carried on singing until he was done, then to top it all off, he blew a kiss in the girls' direction, sending off a fit of giggles. Kurt hopped off the stage and strutted back to the table.
"Eeets in ze bag", he said with a sly smile, "you guys had better kiss bye bye to your money".
"It ain't over 'till it's over Fuzzball", said Todd.
"That was really cool", came a voice from behind them.
They looked up to see a girl from Pietro's table.
"Vell thank you", said Kurt with a smile, "can i buy you a drink?"
"Yeah sure", said the girl happily.
Kurt held out his hand and everyone payed up. Kurt grinned and walked off to the bar with the girl.
"I can't belive he just did that", said Fred shaking his head.
"He took my money", said lance with a sigh.
"It's worth it guy", said Evan, trying to hold in laughter, "just look at Pietro's face".
They turned around to see a scowling Pietro, minus one girl. They watched him stand up and walk, yes walk, over to them.
"I can't belive the nerve of that fuzzball", said Pietro, sitting down, "i mean, i'ts not like he'll get anywhere, the girl will feel his fur if she touches him".
"Hey, you didn't just loose a bet over it", said Todd, shaking his head, "bye bye money".
They heard someone tapping the microphone on the stage, but ignored it, until they heard a familiar voice.
"Hey is this thing on?".
The looked up to see Scott swaying by the microphone. He still had a cocktail umbrella stuck to his shades and by the looks of the empty glasses on his table, he'd had more than a few pina colladas.
"Oh dear god, what is he doing up there?", said Pietro, as the music started up.
It was then that Scott started to sing, badly.
"Her name was Lola,
she was a show girl,
with yellow feathers in her hair,
and a dress cut down to there,
she wore marrangas,
and did the cha cha,
and while she'd like to be a star,
Tony always tended bar".
"I think he's trying to sing", said Lance with a groan.
"They don't know he's with us do they?", said Fred, looking around.
"I hope not", added Evan.
By now Scott was dancing around the stage with the microphone in his hand.
"At the Copa,
Copa cobana.....
errrrrrr...
de da de da da de da da da da,
everybody!,
at the copa,
copa cobanna
music and passion was always in fashion
at the copa cabannnnnnaaaaarghhhh!.........."
It was at this point that Scott fell flat on his face.
"Does this mean we have to carry him home?", said Pietro hiding his face.
"Man, the professors going to kill us", said Evan.
"No he won't", said Lance with a grin, "if you remember correctly, Summers was supposed to be watching us, not the other way around. So he's the one that dead, not us".
"I like that outlook", said Todd with a nod of his head.
Kurt ran over to them.
"I vondered vhere Scott had gone to", he said, shaking his head, "i think he drowed his sorrows vith all of those pina colladas".
"I'll go get him", said Fred with a sigh.
Fred walked over to the stage and picked up Scott with one hand. He slung him over his shoulder and walked back to the group.
"Oh look ma, the ground is moving", mumbled Scott.
"Okay, i think now would be a good time to go home", said Lance with a sigh.
Scott gave a loud laugh, then started to snore.
"The girls are going to love this", said Pietro, shaking his head and laughing.
So, what did you guys thing about the guys night out?. Oh how Scott will suffer in the morning! Remember to review, until next time...
