Disclaimer. I don't own the X-men, they belong to Marvel and 20th Century Fox. Nor do I own the chocolate covered coffee beans, thought I do wish I had a stash of them hidden around somewhere. This is supposed to be silly so please read and review. And enjoy!

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Bobby slowly peeked around the corner of the doorway, the theme song from Mission Impossible idly playing in the back of his mind. He was the last one in. All he had to do was sneak out of the garage and back into his dorm room, before any of the teachers caught him. He and the rest of the gang, Jubilee, Kitty, Rogue and John had hijacked Mr. Summers' Ferrari to go for a little joyride. They had ended up at the only club in Westchester that catered to those under twenty-one. Some random guys had made a play at the girls, he and John had naturally stepped in to protect their honor, and the resulting fight had left he and John both with black eyes and several of their attackers with burns and frostbite. Needless to say, the five of them had felt the need to make a hasty exit.

But not hastily enough, he reflected ruefully. Some of the guys who ended up on the receiving end of the fire and ice were a bit peeved, and rather curious about where their burns had originated. They had jumped in their own cars and chased after Bobby and his friends. Chased them all over Westchester, as a matter of fact, which resulted in a small scratch to the side of Mr. Summers' Ferrari. The five could imagine he wouldn't be thrilled.

Jubilee assured them that she had a bottle of nail polish that exactly matched the paint of the car and when she was done with it, Mr. Summers wouldn't even notice. That is if he didn't find out before hand. This was why they were sneaking back into the mansion. That, and the fact that they had left at eleven o'clock once all of their teacher's were asleep and now they were wandering in after four am. He didn't even want to imagine what kinds of chores his teachers would dream up for him this time if he got caught. Memories of scrubbing the Danger Room out with a toothbrush, after his last escapade where still rather fresh in his mind. HE thought that one had been a little harsh. Besides, was it really his fault that he had frozen the swimming pool solid with several people still in it? John had sneaked up behind him and shouted loud enough to raise the dead. It's a wonder he didn't turn the entire grounds into a winter wonderland.

Deciding he had waited long enough for the others to get back to their rooms, he made a quick dash around the corner and ran smack into Logan. The man may have been shorter than Bobby, but his metal skeleton ensured that he wasn't going to budge. Logan glared at him.

"Just where do you think you're goin'?" He asked.

Bobby gulped. "To the bathroom?"

"Fully dressed at four am? And heading in the wrong direction too. What do you take me for kid, an idiot?"

"Um, no?"

"Good answer. We'll just go visit the professor."

"But...but we don't want to wake him up," Bobby protested. "I'm sure he needs his rest, being so busy all the time and all . . ." Bobby trailed off knowing that arguing with the Wolverine was silly. And dangerous.

"Oh he's awake. The rest of your friends are in there talking to him already."

Bobby's heart took a dive into his stomach. The professor was already up, and by now he must know everything. Jubilee always blabbed everything if she thought it could help get her out of something. And the Professor was a telepath after all. Bobby tried another tactic. "We brought back presents." He said hopefully.

Wolverine stopped, and Bobby bumped into him. "What kind of presents?"

"Chocolate covered coffee beans. Soon to be the gift of choice for coffee lovers everywhere." He repeated what the lady in the coffee shop had told him. It was the one that most of the staff of the school frequented. Once he and his friends had seen the damage to the car and what time it was, they had collectively decided that a present might soften their time in hard labor, should they be caught entering the mansion so late. One small bag of the little beans was bought for each teacher and tied with a bow so it looked festive, though for what holiday Bobby wasn't sure. Most of the ribbons were either purple or chartreuse, and neither color went with any holiday he had ever heard of before.

He held up one of the bags to Logan, who snatched it away from him using one foot k=long metal claw. He sniffed at it appreciatively and looked at Bobby in a new light. Bobby may not have been his favorite student at the school, he tended to get Rogue into a little too much trouble, but the kid was a born operator and that was something you had to admire.

"This won't get you off the hook you know." He said.

"Bobby hung his head. "Yeah, I know. But it might help." Bobby decided to remain hopeful. At least Logan wasn't dragging him to the Professor's office this time. They might just have a chance.

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When they got to the Professor's office Wolverine opened the door and shoved Booby through it. He stumbled, morphed into his ice form and slid into the wall. He quickly morphed back, but left an icy trail behind him. Jumping to his feet he waited for the inevitable. He was gonna get it. And bring all of his friends down with him this time too.

Maybe he could save them all a lot of embarrassment though. He cleared his throat and spoke, "We're sorry. We didn't mean to stay out so late, and it kinda wasn't our fault. See, we went to the club and some guys were messing with Kitty and Jubes and Rogue so me an' John had to fight for their honor. We won too, but the other guys weren't to happy about it and they chased us outa the club. We couldn't come straight back here, cause we didn't want the school to get a bad wrap and have people come investigating and leave Professor Xavior with our mess to clean up so we led them on a bit of a chase. By that time it was late, and we went to the coffee shop for awhile. That's where we got the idea to bring you these. Vicky suggested that you might like them." He held out one of the little bags, this one tied with an orange ribbon.

Still amazed at how well thought out Bobby's story sounded Scott looked at the little bag skepticly and poked at it as though it might bite him. But then since it was coming from Bobby's pocket it very well might bite. "What is it?"

"Chocolate covered coffee beans. Soon to be the gift of choice for coffee lovers everywhere." He was about to launch into a thorough discussion on the topic when the Beast stopped him.

"Chocolate covered coffee beans!" He exclaimed. "I've been wanting to try some of those. You brought them for us?"

"Yeah, to say we're sorry for worrying you and all." The others all nodded solemnly behind him. It was best to let Bobby talk for them. The kid could talk his way out of anything.

He passed one of the small bags to each of the teachers who smiled in delight at the idea of a treat. Especially one with caffeine in it.

The professor spoke to pass judgment. "We see that you realize the enormity of what you have done and you have all acted quite grown up in your actions, other than sneaking out of the house and stealing a car in the middle of the night that is. By standing up to those who would hurt your friends and looking out for the welfare of the entire school you have show your maturity. I think that you are all starting to grow up , and with this sudden show of maturity we will have to discipline you accordingly. I sentence all of you to cleaning the entire mansion from top to bottom this weekend. With the five or you working together and using your powers it shouldn't take you more than a day. Hopefully this will make you think twice about sneaking out again.

The five let out their collective breaths. Cleaning the mansion wasn't half as bad as what they had been expecting. It was no where along the lines of waxing the Blackbird or clipping the entire lawn with toenail clippers. Smiling they thanked their teachers, said good night and headed back to their rooms.

The next morning they awoke to chaos.