Double the Trouble

"So Jubilee who do you reckon we should make the first targets of our little prank war?"

"The Boy Scout and the Red Menace of course, who else would you, think? I mean they can be so mean, like grounding me and giving me chores just because I borrowed her credit card, I mean it was only a $ 500 overdraft and they were great clothes. I don't know why Scott got so angry either just because I blew up the VCR and asked him if the pole up his you know where was hurting him when he gave me the lecture,"

Bobby gave Jubilee a sympathetic hug when she had finished her little rant. She smiled at him and gave him her best puppy dog eyes look. It could melt even Logan's heart so Bobby stood no chance whatsoever. He smiled back and his devious mind came up with the perfect prank to play on them both.

"Yeah, man I'm a genius and Hank can eat his fuzzy blue heart out, because I'm the Prankster king!" he chuckled.

"What have you thought of Bobby and when do we get started?"

"Well I'll need you to distract Hank while I borrow a couple of phials from his lab. Let's just say they're some of his experiments he's created when he's bored and they've got great potential!"

Jubilee chuckled and went off to work her magic on Hank. The unfortunate fuzzy blue scientist was far too compassionate and tender hearted to resist her when she turned on the charm.

"Well every Jubilee needs her Beast," purred Jubilee.

Hank was in his laboratory racking his brains to come up with a suitable Twinkies antidote. In fact he'd already come up with one and he just had to wait for the chemical cocktail to complete its reaction and form the serum. The main problem was coming up with a suitable plan for successfully injecting Bobby, no easy task with his present sugar high. To help him think Hank was eating some mundane Twinkies and reading a novel, holding it with his feet to leaving one hand free for picking Twinkies while the other absently doodled. Hank was still quite pale beneath his fur and in fact he was so nervous that he was shedding slightly. He looked up suddenly as he heard a knock on the door, blue eyes blinking in surprise.

"Hank it's me Jubilee, may I come in?"

"Of course you may dear," said Hank a gentle smile playing on his lips, he was always happy to see Jubilee. The door opened and she came in, perching next to him on the table and looking very concerned about him.

"Oh Hank, you poor baby, would you like me to give you a stroke to make it feel better?"

"Thank you Jubilee, I would like that very much."

Hank closed his eyes in contentment as Jubilee gently stroked the soft silky blue fur on his arms, scratching him behind his ears. Actually she had been genuinely concerned about Hank and she saw this as making sure everybody won. Hank's worries and stress were soothed away while Bobby had a clear run at collecting his serums. He had chosen two, one a very powerful laxative and purgative while the other was a depilatory lotion which was for Hank's bad fur days. Jubilee and Bobby had thought up some very devious uses for these substances. Bobby gave her thumbs up sign and a roguish grin before he departed the lab as stealthily as he arrived.

"Goodbye Hank, have a nice sleep," whispered Jubilee as she saw Hank was now snoozing contentedly. She planted a kiss on his furry cheek before making her own exit from the room, walking straight into a rather stern Logan.

"Oh hi Wolvie, what happened to your sideburns?"

"Bobby did and when I get my hands on him I'm going to give him a taste of my claws. What were ya up ta in Hank's lab darlin?" growled Logan.

"Oh Wolvie please don't be angry with me. I just thought Hank looked sad and worried so I went to see if he was alright. After all he's my friend," said Jubilee turning on the puppy dog eyes.

"Well as long as ya ain't going ta get up ta mischief," mumbled Logan wiping a tear from his eye. She gave him a sweet smile and went on her way suppressing the urge to laugh. It was so easy to manipulate those two into doing exactly what she wanted. Now it was time to put the first stages of the prank war in action.

Bobby grinned as he carefully emptied out the contents of Jean's bottle of hair dye and replaced it with the depilatory notion. Everyone knew that Jean's red hair had started to go gray and that she needed the dye to maintain the illusion. Of course you had to be very careful to think that you didn't know her hair was dyed. It never paid to think the wrong thoughts around a telepath. Still in a way Bobby was doing Jean Grey a favor. All the problems she had with her hair would soon disappear. Since the depilatory lotion was powerful enough to leave even Logan hairless she would need a wig for weeks to come.

"Oh I just love being me," chuckled Bobby.

"Right Bobby onto phase two. Let's make Scott Summers a nice hot cup of coffee with a little extra something. Good thing that he takes cream since it will help to disguise the taste," said Jubilee.

A short while later Jubilee was presenting Scott with some coffee. He was pleasantly surprised and not a little suspicious by this since normally she never did anything without you asking her. Still she seemed quite subdued and contrite so he took it that she was looking to make up for her earlier misbehavior. Well maybe he would be a little lenient with her now that he knew she was sorry and let her off cleaning out the toilets.

"Thank you Jubilee this is just the way I like it. I see you can be a responsible young woman after all."

"Yeah Cyke and I'm really sorry about smart mouthing you yesterday. You're not really a Boy Scout and I was only expressing Logan's opinion of you not my own. Shall I go and clean out the bathroom for you now?"

"I really don't think that will be necessary Jubilee. Now this is a really good cup of coffee," said Scott placing the now empty mug down on the table.

Suddenly he went quite pale, leapt out of his chair suddenly in desperate need of the toilet. Fortunately he reached the bathroom just in time where he was occupied for the next couple of hours. Jubilee smiled smugly and went off to congratulate her partner in crime who was waiting outside Jean's door. They heard a loud angry shriek and decided it was best to depart since Jean sounded in a rather bad mood.

A fuming and now completely bald Jean Grey stormed out of her room in a murderous rage. She could pick up Jubilee and Bobby's thoughts and knew exactly who was to blame for her present predicament. Sensing particularly anguished thoughts from her beloved husband she knew that he too had fallen victim to the arch-pranksters.

"Merde, what is dis Remy wonder. Is it dat Charles Xavier is cross-dressing or do all telepaths have to be bald?" Remy tried and failed miserably to stifle a giggle. Jean had been looking for somebody to punish and the unfortunate Cajun became her chosen victim. As his own trench coat started making a determined attempt to throttle him, Remy decided that in future he would keep his mouth shut.

"Hank sugah, yah have tah wake up now. Jubilee and Bobby are up tah their tricks again," said Rogue, her gloved hand gently shaking the furry shoulder.

"Stars and garters, two of my serums are missing!" roared Hank instantly awake.

"Ah know and those two varmints used them on Scott and Jean,"

"Oh stars and garters, this is not good, this is not good at all."