Disclaimer: Don't try to take care of a mutant infant yourself without the
proper equipment. You know: flame-retardant clothing, tranquilizer gun,
power-inhibiting collar, that sort of thing.
An hour later...
"THAT was a close call!" said Fred as the fire truck pulled out of their driveway. The baby had been so upset that she had overwhelmed the 3 mutants with her powers, and a neighbor had called 911 after seeing all the smoke in the house.
"Look, we gotta find a way to get rid of this thing," said Lance. "We just can't control it, and we can't count on Tabby to show up whenever the thing gets upset,"
"So are gonna take it down to the river or something?" asked Toad.
"No!" said Lance. He picked up the note and read it again, trying to figure out just why the baby had turned up on our porch.
"Look, what if this thing wasn't supposed to come here? What if her parents were taking it somewhere else and they made a mistake?" he asked.
"Where else WOULD they take it?" asked Toad.
"Xavier's?" Fred offered.
"Exactly," said Lance. "And as much as we may not like them, they're the only ones who can control this thing,"
"Won't that make Pietro mad?" Toad asked.
"Probably," said Lance. "All the more reason we should take it over there,"
"What if they can't control it either?" asked Fred.
"Hey, you're right!" said Toad. "Just think of all the damage it could do over there! Pietro would probably thank us!"
"Eh, maybe," said Lance. "I care more about just getting this thing out of our house than what Pietro might say. Let's go," With that, they picked up the baby carrier and walked out to their Jeep, and drove off.
A little while later, they returned, having made it to the Institute without the baby blowing anything up. They didn't stick around to see if any of the X-Men found it or not. They walked in the door just as Pietro staggered out of his room and started to walk down the stairs, still looking very shell-shocked.
Pietro looked slowly around the room, gingerly holding onto the banister. "Why does the house smell like smoke?" he asked in a faint voice. "Did Fred leave something in the microwave too long again?"
"No," said Lance. "The baby did all that,"
"Oh, the baby," Pietro said. "The baby!!! Where's the baby!?" he shouted, suddenly realizing that the baby was not in the living room.
"Hey, calm down, yo," said Toad. "We found a better home for it,"
"You did what? I was going to give that baby to my father! Gambit's coming by tomorrow to get her!"
"Well, you'll just have to explain that she's living somewhere else now," said Lance.
Pietro was seething. "Where did you take her?" Nobody answered him.
"This isn't funny! Where is she?" he raved. "Don't tell me," he said, looking at their faces. "You didn't." he said as the other three mutants began to nod.
"YOU TOOK HER TO XAVIER???"
"Hey, it was either that or have the whole house burnt down," Lance said.
"I can't believe you couldn't take care of a little baby for one measly day!" Pietro shouted. "What am I going to tell Gambit when he shows up?"
"For starters, you can tell him just how much YOU took care of it," said Lance angrily. "How long were you curled up on your bed like a mental patient? 5 hours? 6?"
Pietro clutched at his hair, pulling strands of it out. "I'm ruined! Magneto's going to disown me!"
"I'd be more worried about what Gambit's going to do to you with that staff of his, yo," Toad said. Pietro groaned louder.
"Alright, Pietro, calm down," said Lance. "When Gambit gets here, you can tell him that you sent the kid to Xavier's as a way to blow the place up or something,"
Pietro looked up, a queer sparkle in his eye. "That's, that's it! That's brilliant! Lance, you're a genius!" he shouted. "Magneto's bound to take you guys in now!" he said, running back upstairs.
"Great, just what I always wanted," said Lance.
"Hey, I wonder how the baby's doing right now," asked Fred.
Across town.
Kurt had heard the doorbell ring, but as he scanned the front lawn, he didn't see anybody or any cars around. "Who could have rung ze bell?" he asked to nobody in particular.
He heard a rustle of blankets at his feet, and looked down to see a basket with a baby inside of it.
"Vhat?" he asked, crouching down to take a closer look. "A baby?"
As he looked at the baby in the basket, it began to laugh, and Kurt felt a warm sensation from behind. He turned around to see that his tail was on fire.
"Aaa! Professor!" he shouted, running back inside the mansion.
A few moments later, Kitty walked up to the door just as Kurt ran by screaming.
"Like, what was that all about?" she wondered aloud. Then she saw the baby.
She gasped with excitement and picked up the basket. "Hi there!" she said to the baby, and read the note that was in the basket with her. "Wow! A mutant baby! Just wait till the Professor sees you!"
She turned back into the house to inform Xavier that the Institute would soon be taking on a new member. Meanwhile, the baby looked around the spacious family room and smiled with glee at the prospect of all the fun it was about to have.
An hour later...
"THAT was a close call!" said Fred as the fire truck pulled out of their driveway. The baby had been so upset that she had overwhelmed the 3 mutants with her powers, and a neighbor had called 911 after seeing all the smoke in the house.
"Look, we gotta find a way to get rid of this thing," said Lance. "We just can't control it, and we can't count on Tabby to show up whenever the thing gets upset,"
"So are gonna take it down to the river or something?" asked Toad.
"No!" said Lance. He picked up the note and read it again, trying to figure out just why the baby had turned up on our porch.
"Look, what if this thing wasn't supposed to come here? What if her parents were taking it somewhere else and they made a mistake?" he asked.
"Where else WOULD they take it?" asked Toad.
"Xavier's?" Fred offered.
"Exactly," said Lance. "And as much as we may not like them, they're the only ones who can control this thing,"
"Won't that make Pietro mad?" Toad asked.
"Probably," said Lance. "All the more reason we should take it over there,"
"What if they can't control it either?" asked Fred.
"Hey, you're right!" said Toad. "Just think of all the damage it could do over there! Pietro would probably thank us!"
"Eh, maybe," said Lance. "I care more about just getting this thing out of our house than what Pietro might say. Let's go," With that, they picked up the baby carrier and walked out to their Jeep, and drove off.
A little while later, they returned, having made it to the Institute without the baby blowing anything up. They didn't stick around to see if any of the X-Men found it or not. They walked in the door just as Pietro staggered out of his room and started to walk down the stairs, still looking very shell-shocked.
Pietro looked slowly around the room, gingerly holding onto the banister. "Why does the house smell like smoke?" he asked in a faint voice. "Did Fred leave something in the microwave too long again?"
"No," said Lance. "The baby did all that,"
"Oh, the baby," Pietro said. "The baby!!! Where's the baby!?" he shouted, suddenly realizing that the baby was not in the living room.
"Hey, calm down, yo," said Toad. "We found a better home for it,"
"You did what? I was going to give that baby to my father! Gambit's coming by tomorrow to get her!"
"Well, you'll just have to explain that she's living somewhere else now," said Lance.
Pietro was seething. "Where did you take her?" Nobody answered him.
"This isn't funny! Where is she?" he raved. "Don't tell me," he said, looking at their faces. "You didn't." he said as the other three mutants began to nod.
"YOU TOOK HER TO XAVIER???"
"Hey, it was either that or have the whole house burnt down," Lance said.
"I can't believe you couldn't take care of a little baby for one measly day!" Pietro shouted. "What am I going to tell Gambit when he shows up?"
"For starters, you can tell him just how much YOU took care of it," said Lance angrily. "How long were you curled up on your bed like a mental patient? 5 hours? 6?"
Pietro clutched at his hair, pulling strands of it out. "I'm ruined! Magneto's going to disown me!"
"I'd be more worried about what Gambit's going to do to you with that staff of his, yo," Toad said. Pietro groaned louder.
"Alright, Pietro, calm down," said Lance. "When Gambit gets here, you can tell him that you sent the kid to Xavier's as a way to blow the place up or something,"
Pietro looked up, a queer sparkle in his eye. "That's, that's it! That's brilliant! Lance, you're a genius!" he shouted. "Magneto's bound to take you guys in now!" he said, running back upstairs.
"Great, just what I always wanted," said Lance.
"Hey, I wonder how the baby's doing right now," asked Fred.
Across town.
Kurt had heard the doorbell ring, but as he scanned the front lawn, he didn't see anybody or any cars around. "Who could have rung ze bell?" he asked to nobody in particular.
He heard a rustle of blankets at his feet, and looked down to see a basket with a baby inside of it.
"Vhat?" he asked, crouching down to take a closer look. "A baby?"
As he looked at the baby in the basket, it began to laugh, and Kurt felt a warm sensation from behind. He turned around to see that his tail was on fire.
"Aaa! Professor!" he shouted, running back inside the mansion.
A few moments later, Kitty walked up to the door just as Kurt ran by screaming.
"Like, what was that all about?" she wondered aloud. Then she saw the baby.
She gasped with excitement and picked up the basket. "Hi there!" she said to the baby, and read the note that was in the basket with her. "Wow! A mutant baby! Just wait till the Professor sees you!"
She turned back into the house to inform Xavier that the Institute would soon be taking on a new member. Meanwhile, the baby looked around the spacious family room and smiled with glee at the prospect of all the fun it was about to have.