Jean Grey was not a happy woman. In recent years her red hair was dependant on dye and the wrinkles were beginning to show. In short she was starting to get old. What's more it was her time of the month and she was in a foul mood. Also it increasingly seemed that Emma Frost was taking over the roles of beautiful female telepath and b*tch queen which Jean considered hers alone.

"I'll show that little b*tch just what I'm capable off. My husband keeps having these thoughts about her and Logan only has eyes for Jubilee now. Jubilee's young and beautiful and I'm insanely jealous of her. Remy is charming and handsome and he knows it so he needs to be taken down a peg or two. I will have my revenge on all of them."

The Red Menace was practically frothing at the mouth by the time she had finished her little rant. Then she thought up an evil plan and smiled contentedly.

Jean as everyone knew was a very vengeful woman although she tried to hide it behind her 'big sister' attitude. However the façade went right out of the window when she saw Scott comforting Jubilee.

"I'll teach you to choose that brat over me!" she hissed and snatched several bottles of tranquilizers from out of the med lab. Then she raided Jubilee's sugar bombs, Logan's whiskey, Remy's bourbon stock and Scott's toothpaste. After that she locked herself in the laundry kitchen.

Jubilee was still sad at the loss of her boyfriend. But not very much since Logan and Remy almost fell over themselves buying her candies, perfume, flowers and such like. However even the most spoiled girl has to eat so she went down to the kitchen to grab herself a snack.

Entering the kitchen, Jubilee found Logan, Remy, Warren and Bishop having a drinking contest. The only reason that Logan was allowed to join in was if he drank four shots of whiskey for every can of beer to keep his healing factor busy. Scott sat at the end of the table eating garlic bread and mozzarella cheese while Jean played the dutiful wife.

This was just a façade since she had placed the idea of the contest into Warren's mind and then made Bishop push some buttons on Logan and Remy's pride to prove themselves as men. Since she knew Scott scarcely touched alcohol she had induced in him a great lust for garlic, cheese and all manner of halitosis inducing food making sure he would need to brush his teeth.(Scott even brushed his teeth after drinking coffee so that was a safe play!) Jubilee meanwhile had taken her beloved sugar bombs from the pantry, poured a great detail into a bowl, soaked them with milk and then eaten three bowls of the drugged cereal.

Jean smiled sweetly now that candidate two had just entered the ring. Logan drinking his whiskey with the tasteless and odorless tranquilizer would start feeling sleepy in a couple of hours when the others would already be out cold.

Gambit was the last to fall because Jean knew of his habit of drinking three glasses of bourbon each night before bed so she had taken care of that too.

"I am a genius." Jeans private thoughts were actually being broadcast loud and clear to the White Queen who was busy trying on a new trouser suit. A frown marred her perfect features as the White Queen made a note to investigate these matters further. It would just have to wait though as after this was leather.

It was a simple matter for Jean to get her victims into bed and arrange them in suitable positions. Flushed with success she decided to advance another one of her little plots, the seduction of Hank. The thought of snuggling up next to that warm soft blue fur was sheer bliss. The thought of strong arms embracing her and large but gentle hands caressing her made her feel quite aroused.

Emma was shuddering with revulsion at the thought of poor Hank in the clutches of Jean Grey. Hank certainly deserved a much better woman than Jean. Emma decided to telephone her fuzzy blue friend purely to warn him of Jeans machinations of course. She could inform him over a nice romantic dinner. Or maybe she could tell him as they were engaging in certain other activities.

Hours Later

Logan opened his bleary eyes and gazed fondly at the still sleeping form of Jubilee. She just looked so sweet sleeping there so peacefully. Her head was pillowed on one of his arms while one hand was draped lightly across Remy's chest. Say what? Jubilee had been sleeping with both him and Remy at the same time?! Memories of the last time with Storm and Jubilee came rushing back to him.

Logan gave a sudden start as he recognized another lingering scent. He also suddenly realized that the hand resting on one stubbly cheek didn't belong to a woman. To his horror he recognized exactly who this hand belonged to. Scott Summers! He had been sleeping with Jubilee, Remy and Scott. If not for his healing factor he would have had a coronary right there and then.

"Jubilee, Remy, Scott, wake up would ya," yelled Logan. Everybody woke up and for several minutes silence reigned as the shock took hold. Then everybody started talking at once as they frantically tried to work out just what had happened. Then they all remembered exactly just what had been going on. Then there came the noise of Scott violently vomiting, Remy cursing in French, Jubilee sobbing hysterically and Logan using quite unrepeatable language.

Logan's healing factor once again narrowly saved him from a fatal cardiac arrest as he remembered just what he had been doing with Scott.

I'm the best there is at what I do and what I do isn't nice had apparently taken on an entirely new meaning.

If Logan had realized that these memories were false ones implanted by Jean Grey he would quite happily have eviscerated her without a moment's hesitation.