"Oh mah goodness why did ah have tah go and do a darn thing like that. Remy, honey yah going to be alright because ah'm just going tah fly y'all tah the infirmary. Then Cecilia can look after y'all."

Rogue bent to pick up Remy but managed to charge up a bust that she brushed against. She threw herself over Remy to protect him from the flying shards of marble then still muttering about what came over her she picked Remy up to fly him to the infirmary. Of course Dr Cecilia Reyes would take good care of Remy. In fact she'd take real good care of him.

"Emma you took a nasty bump. Are you alright?" asked Bobby in a voice full of concern.

Emma woke up and smelt his cologne and she gave an enigmatic smile. Then she moaned and put on a great display of being in terrible pain. Concerned Bobby leaned towards her and she grinned before grabbing him round the neck smothering him to her bosom. Bobby got a face full of cleavage and was powerless to react as she kissed him deeply and passionately.

"Are you sure you're alright Emma. I mean it's not that I don't find you attractive and all but you don't usually act this way," said Bobby in a strangled squeak.

"Don't you find me alluring?" asked Emma in a sultry tone.

She desired this man and wanted to make him her own. Swiftly she exerted her will telepathically on him battering past his meager defenses and boosting the magnitude of his lust a hundred fold. Within seconds she had enthralled Bobby making him her helpless slave who lived only to fulfill her slightest whim.

~* Now pick me up in your arms and take me to your bed*~

Emma smiled and wrapped her arms around Bobby's froze form as he created an ice slide to take her to his room. She was sure that this would turn out to be a very enjoyable day indeed.

"Mmm Scott I love your cologne. You know it really makes a woman hungry for her man."

Scott was alas speechless possibly because of the way that Jean was draping herself all over him. She also had her hands on his chest in a manner which was rather forward for Jean. It wasn't that he didn't enjoy the attention but it was rather overwhelming. She kissed him and he was lost in the enjoyment of the moment.

Then the kiss stopped and Jean suddenly seemed to lose interest in him as she stared over Scott's shoulder. Scott turned to see Logan standing there with an uncharacteristically serene expression on his hirsute features. Logan's friendly grin was greeted with a squeal of delight as Jean ran over to him and kissed him deeply full on the lips.

"What do you think you're doing with Logan? One minute you're all over me and then the next you're all over him."

"I want you both Scott since I love you both equally. Now I'm going to use my telepathy on you to get you in the proper mood husband dear. Please don't be jealous since I love you, its just I love Logan too. Now he doesn't seem to find sharing so neither should you. The three of us are going to have a very good time."

"Are ya sure about this darlin?"

Jean sighed heavily and was about to use her telepathy on the two men when Ororo suddenly flew by and snatched up Logan. Bemused the feral hung limply in Ororo's arms and passively accepted her affections. Jean was absolutely livid on the other hand.

"Come back with that feral Storm!" yelled Jean.

"I'm sure one's more than enough dear."

"By the bright lady Jean, that husband of yours is right. Be satisfied with him alone because Logan is mine. I love this man and I claim him as my own."

"Over my dead body you do."

"Please darlins I'm sure we can work this out peacefully."

"Be quiet Logan my love."

With that Ororo flew out of the mansion and high into the skies above with Logan in her arms. Telekinetically dragging Scott behind her Jean flew off in hot pursuit. High above the mansion Jean and Ororo started an aerial duel with lightning bolts and telekinetically hurled objects flying everywhere.

Oblivious to the havoc that their cologne was wreaking Hank and Jubilee were enjoying a good browse through the mall. Hank was carrying several bags of shopping for Jubilee and now they were going for an ice-cream. In short they were blissfully happy and it seemed that nothing could happen to spoil their perfect day.

"Stars and garters Jubilee but I think we're in trouble of the large psychotic savage feral variety."

"Oh man why of all times and places does Creed have to pick here to have a rampage."

"Rarrgghh! I'm gonna rip ya ta pieces frail. Yer ain't got ya runt ta protect ya so yer gonna be easy prey."

"I'm afraid that if you want a piece of the young lady you will need to go through a piece of me first Creed. I can assure you that despite my charming furry good looks and bubbly personality I'm no pushover."

"Happy ta oblige fuzz ball!"

Snarling Creed leapt at Hank who jumped to the ceiling before jumping back down onto Creed's back. Creed tried to swat at Hank with his claws but a pair of oversized hands clapped over his eyes.

"Now Jubilee hit him with everything you've got."

Jubilee tried to ignore the panic of the crowd all around her and hit Creed with a paf. Then to her horror Creed shook of Hank and threw him at a wall. Hank landed hard and was momentarily stunned. Bravely but rashly Jubilee threw herself at Creed tackling him around the waist and sending all three of them into a heap.

A double crack was heard as Hank's image inducer shattered as well as the bottle of cologne. The contents of this sprayed liberally all over Creed, Hank and Jubilee.

Immediately Creed stopped raging and a tranquil expression settled over his face. A gentle smile curled his lips as he helped Hank and Jubilee to their feet.

"Hey I feel great. Did ya have something ta do with this fuzz ball?"

"Hank what's just happened to Creed? It's the Eau de Beast isn't it?"

"Never mind about that now Jubilee because I think we have larger problems at this moment. There happens to be a large group of women advancing on us with a most inordinate interest in our persons."

"I think ya should quit flapping and get running fuzzy."

"Creed's right Hank, I've got a bad feeling about this."

"Indubitably Jubilee. Let us vamoose."

With that the trio took to their heels and fled with a horde of women in pursuit.