"By the goddess, what have we done to the roof? It looks as though Juggernaut has been tap dancing on it. What on earth must Logan think of me," said Ororo as she and Jean stopped fighting for the second time.
Looking towards the tree she noticed the feral was gazing intently at some leaves. He must be so furious that he couldn't bear to look at her. Deeply ashamed Ororo rode the winds and paused by the open infirmary window. There strapped to a bed was a panicked Remy who looked up at her beseechingly. Ororo knew she had to save him from his fate. He might even show his gratitude to her by agreeing to be hers for now and ever more.
"Remy do you need help?"
"Oui, Stormie. Please untie de straps and set Remy free before Cecilia comes back wit' de baby-oil."
Ororo flew in through the window and untied the straps before gathering him up in her arms. The talk of baby oil had given her a wonderful idea and so she rode the winds once more intending to carry Remy to the tallest trees where only the birds would see their love.
"Now Remy I will show you how I can be as gentle as a breeze or rage like the hurricane. I can truly be a force of nature but do not fear my love for I will not harm you."
"Remy not so sure about dat 'Roro," gulped Remy as he realized that he had merely exchanged one captor for another.
"Well at least that's over Logan. I'm going to do more than talk with Hank when I get my hands with him. In fact I'll probably spend some quality time with him, just me Hank and a pair of tweezers. A bucket as well to put the loose strands of hair in as I feel like ripping his fur off one hair at a time. No Logan, please don't give me another hug. I don't think my nerves can stand it at the present time."
Logan nodded sympathetically and then pointed his finger in the direction of Jean. Jean had been wondering just who was going to be first when Sinister arrived. Scott cursed and prepared to unleash an optic blast to save Jean but the telepath acted first and in a most unexpected manner. She flung her arms around Essex and kissed him full on the lips. Logan's howl of dismay was met with a ferocious growl from Scott.
"Hey Scott I thought I was the feral guy."
"No I'm the guy with the optic blast and I'm feeling rather cranky so I'm going to blast that jerk to oblivion."
"Hey calm down Cyke. 'Sides ya might hit Jean."
Scott ignored Logan's protests and struck Sinister with the full force of the blast. Logan had leapt heroically from the tree and knocked Jean aside in time. Now Jean was rewarding Logan for rescuing her and the feral felt like he had died and gone to heaven. Another kiss was planted on his stubbly cheek but the beautiful moment was ruined by a scream from Sinister. Looking towards him Jean gave a shriek of disgust at the mad geneticist's hideously mutating form. Quickly she telekinetically hauled Scott from out of the tree and hugged both him and Logan close to her.
Scott's optic blasts had cause extensive damage to Sinister and his regeneration process had reacted with the cologne which contained Logan and Hank's DNA. Now Sinister had regenerated into a form combining aspects of all three and bore an uncanny resemblance to an albino Dark Beast. One clawed finger pointed accusingly at Scott and when Sinister spoke his voice was a slurred growl as he tried to speak through his newly grown fangs.
"You are so going to pay for this Summers, just as soon as I can get Hank to reverse it that is," snarled Sinister.
Meanwhile Mystique had finally managed to track down Victor Creed. She was going to teach those X-Men that they didn't kidnap members of her Brotherhood and get away with it. She was personally going to enjoy removing whatever mind control device Hank had put Creed under and just let the feral rip Beast apart. As for that little madam Jubilee, Mystique intended offering her a place in the Brotherhood. Before that though Raven felt she ought to pay a visit to her son Kurt and foster daughter Rogue. What kind of mother was she if she didn't visit her children when she had the opportunity? Assuming the form of Jubilee she slipped quietly in at the main entrance.
"Now Bobby I've possessed you before so I don't see why this should be any different. Anyway if you wouldn't insist on fainting every time I kiss you I wouldn't have to resort to these drastic measures. You do like women don't you Bobby?"
"Yes Ms Frost but it's just that you're so uh beautiful and you're well err, dressed rather distractingly and it's just well I don't think I'm ready for a woman like you."
"Nonsense Bobby I won't hurt you……"
At that moment they were interrupted by a loud crash as the door was knocked off its hinges and a furious Rogue appeared in the entrance. She pointed at Emma and hurled a number of accusations at her the politest of which implied that Emma was of rather low moral character.
"Well that's fine from a woman who can't touch anyone but still leads Remy and Magneto on. Now stop being a dog in the manger and just go and kiss your reflection in the mirror or something."
"Ah just don't think yah the right type of woman for Bobby. He needs a nice southern gal not some floozy who dresses like a hooker. Besides ah remember when y'all were with the Hellfire Club," said Rogue,
"Well at least I admit my past not like you. I mean you were with Mystique's little Brotherhood and you had to work for a long time to shift that bad girl reputation didn't you?"
Both women gave startled shrieks as they suddenly found their lower limbs encased in ice blocks. Bobby stood arms folded and gazed sternly at them the effect only slightly spoiled by his broad grin.
"Now ladies, just cool off for a bit while I get out with my hide intact huh," said Bobby.
Forming an ice slide he exited at great speed and went off to look for Hank. Hopefully he could cajole his best friend into removing the effects. Failing that maybe he could find someone safer like Ororo or Jubilee. He had to admit he found Emma beautiful and alluring, after all he was male but she was a bit too much. As for Rogue she was kind and caring but he was terrified of her kissing him or that she might forget her strength and do him an injury. Still he had managed to escape and it looked as though he was out of danger now.
That is until he turned the corner and ran straight into Mystique.
"Darn it. Trust that no good Cajun to leave a girl in the lurch. I don't know what I saw in him anyway. Yes he is handsome but he doesn't know how to treat a woman right not like Hank," sighed Cecilia.
Hearing a knock at the door she opened it and the familiar blue furry form of Hank came through. Looking into those gentle blue eyes she saw the warmth and compassion in them. Yes Hank might look like a blue furry gorilla but he wasn't that frightening to look at and that fur was soft to the touch. The most important thing was that he was a gentleman. Smiling she nodded to Hank and bade him enter the room.
"I hope you won't mind Cecilia if I just use the infirmary for a while. I just need to rustle up an antidote to a little experiment of mine that got out of hand. I hope I won't get in your way. Oh and please don't be alarmed by the presence of Victor Creed. Believe it or not he is quite harmless at the moment."
Cecilia took hardly any notice as Creed wandered into the room and looked over at the bed. Eagerly the feral started bouncing up and down on the bed making it creak underneath his considerable bulk. Jubilee wandered in over to the window popping her gum. Logan was apparently engaged in picking flowers and carrying them over to Jean and Scott. Jean looked radiantly happy and Scott as usual was looking worried. Jubilee thought she caught a glimpse of Ororo flying high up in the sky and was that Remy she was embracing?
Cecilia couldn't resist the temptation any longer and went over to Hank. Her finger tips lightly brushed the soft blue fur of his cheek and she felt them sink in to touch the soft skin beneath. He didn't notice as he was too busy setting up some test tubes and other equipment. She gazed at his powerful arms bringing her hand closer and activating her force-field watching his arm pulsate beneath it. Muscle rippled under the velvety fur and she felt an urge to just gently stroke that furry arm. Distractedly she wondered if Hank purred.
"Hank I don't know why I was ever frightened of you when we first met. You're not an animal at all and in fact you're beautiful. I know I apologized before but let me do it again."
"No apologies necessary. Do you mind please but would you kindly remove your hand from my chest."
Cecilia ignored his protests and instead kissed Hank enjoying the soft feel of his fur beneath her lips.
"Oh wait till I tell Wolvie about this."
"Please Cecilia not in front of a minor. Look I find you an attractive and intelligent and I'd be happy to take you out for dinner tonight. However I'm trying to work and this is really most inappropriate behaviour."
"I'm sorry Hank but I just can't seem to help myself."
Jubilee took Cecilia gently by the hand and moved her towards Creed. With an eager purr the feral rubbed his head against Cecilia and then hugged her. With her force field up she would come to no harm but she would be unable to break free against Creed's strength.
"Do ya think you can solve this problem Hank?"
"I have a notion that just might prove productive. Oh my stars and garters!" roared Hank in surprise as an energy blast shattered his experiment into pieces.
Hank bounded back protecting Jubilee with his frame. Even Creed gasped at the sight of the hideous abomination before them. Red eyes burning with hate amidst the coarse white fur and fangs and claws extended the newly mutated Sinister stalked towards Hank. A growl emerged from Essex's throat and if looks could kill Hank would have been a small pile of smouldering ash.
"Despite the enigmatic countenance I theorise that our hirsute albino friend is actually Mister Sinister. Am I correct in my hypothesis?"
"You did this to me McCoy and you're going to pay a heavy price. Prepare to die!"
"Yeah, whatever," yawned Jubilee before a look from Hank silenced her.
The Sinister-Beast advanced upon the blue furry scientist and Hank wondered whether he was even going to survive this so that Scott, Logan, Jean, Ororo, Remy, Rogue and the others could get their piece of furry blue hide.
"It's not just cat's that curiosity kills but Beasts as well. Stars and garters but why did I ever make this cologne to begin with?"