"Are you going to be careful with her?" Amara checked before she handed
the precious bundle over.
"Ah know what Ah'm doing'!" Rogue replied indignantly. "Now, give, give, give, give, give!"
Amara gave it one last hug before passing it over to Rogue.
"You're gonna have to tell Xavier about it," Evan interrupted, the TV remote still in his hand. "And the professor's gonna want to put it in the hands of someone who knows how to look after babies."
"Like Logan?" Kitty suggested. Kurt fell about laughing, imagining Logan pushing a pram down the street talking baby talk.
"Where did all the adults go?" Jubilee inquired.
"Er..." faltered Scott. The thing was, he had a good idea where they'd gone. It was a "we're going out for the evening, you and Jean are in charge" sort of explanation with no real mention of where they were going, and Scott seemed to remember that last time they did that, the professor came back trying to do wheelies in his wheelchair, Storm and Logan were singing a duet of "It's Raining Men" (badly) and giggling, Mr McCoy had passed out outside, and all four of them woke up the next morning with splitting headaches and hardly any recollection of what they'd done the night before. However, Scott felt telling the younger students that their teachers had gone out drinking was setting a bad example. "I'm not sure," he finished vaguely.
Jubilee wasn't listening any more; she was trying to get the baby to look at her.
Rogue smiled at the baby. "Aww... you're so sweet and gorgeous and wonderful and cute and adorable, and... man you need your diaper changing NOW."
Suddenly the rush of volunteers to hold it had disappeared.
"Ah'm not doin' it," Rogue said quickly.
"I'm like, not really a dirty diaper sort of person," Kitty added.
"We don't even have any spare diapers," Scott pointed out.
"Uh oh," said Kitty.
"I'll rush out to the nearest 24 hour store and get baby supplies, and you lots stay here and... baby-sit," Scott finished. And he left. In a hurry.
"You hold it, Kitty," Rogue said.
"No, it's okay, you can do that," Kitty replied.
"No," said Jubilee as they both looked at her. "No way."
"Jean, the professor left you in charge," Amara said nervously, "so I think it's best if you look after it."
"But it's Kurt's," she said hurriedly.
"I don't want it!" Kurt looked horrified. "That thing stinks!"
"That thing" suddenly opened its mouth and started wailing at the top of its lungs.
"Like what did you DO to it, Rogue?" Kitty asked, practically wailing herself.
"Ah don't know, maybe it's hungry or it doesn't lahke being stinky any more than we lahke it," Rogue said anxiously.
Evan put his hands over his ears and turned back to the TV.
It was at this point that Bobby came into the room, closely followed by Jamie. "What is going ON?" Bobby called loudly.
"It's a baby," Amara yelled back.
Bobby, who had suddenly stopped, had Jamie walk straight into him and suddenly the floor was littered with Jamies, all with slightly annoyed looks on their faces.
"What's a baby doing here?" all the Jamies asked at once.
"I don't know," Kitty and Amara yelled together.
"I think it's gonna explode," Jean said worriedly.
"Somebody stop it, please," Kitty wailed.
"Somebody else hold it. Maybe it doesn't lahke me," Rogue demanded.
"We don't want it!" Kitty answered.
"How do Ah make it stop?" Rogue asked.
"How should we know?" Jubilee yelled. "Maybe Scott will be back soon."
"Come on Scott, come on, please," Amara begged, in a rather pathetic attempt at telepathy. "Hurry and get back, save us from this wailing demon..."
"It's not a demon!" Kurt said, hurt. "It's a banshee."
"Save us from the wailing banshee," Amara corrected herself.
"Take it away from me!" Rogue yelled.
All the yelling made the baby scream louder-if that was possible.
"Do you think it's a mutant baby?" Kitty yelled suddenly.
"Maybe," Kurt replied.
"What?"
"I said, 'MAYBE!'" Kurt roared back.
"The professor will make us keep it!" Kitty wailed.
"It can sleep in Logan's room," Kurt said.
"Ah know what Ah'm doing'!" Rogue replied indignantly. "Now, give, give, give, give, give!"
Amara gave it one last hug before passing it over to Rogue.
"You're gonna have to tell Xavier about it," Evan interrupted, the TV remote still in his hand. "And the professor's gonna want to put it in the hands of someone who knows how to look after babies."
"Like Logan?" Kitty suggested. Kurt fell about laughing, imagining Logan pushing a pram down the street talking baby talk.
"Where did all the adults go?" Jubilee inquired.
"Er..." faltered Scott. The thing was, he had a good idea where they'd gone. It was a "we're going out for the evening, you and Jean are in charge" sort of explanation with no real mention of where they were going, and Scott seemed to remember that last time they did that, the professor came back trying to do wheelies in his wheelchair, Storm and Logan were singing a duet of "It's Raining Men" (badly) and giggling, Mr McCoy had passed out outside, and all four of them woke up the next morning with splitting headaches and hardly any recollection of what they'd done the night before. However, Scott felt telling the younger students that their teachers had gone out drinking was setting a bad example. "I'm not sure," he finished vaguely.
Jubilee wasn't listening any more; she was trying to get the baby to look at her.
Rogue smiled at the baby. "Aww... you're so sweet and gorgeous and wonderful and cute and adorable, and... man you need your diaper changing NOW."
Suddenly the rush of volunteers to hold it had disappeared.
"Ah'm not doin' it," Rogue said quickly.
"I'm like, not really a dirty diaper sort of person," Kitty added.
"We don't even have any spare diapers," Scott pointed out.
"Uh oh," said Kitty.
"I'll rush out to the nearest 24 hour store and get baby supplies, and you lots stay here and... baby-sit," Scott finished. And he left. In a hurry.
"You hold it, Kitty," Rogue said.
"No, it's okay, you can do that," Kitty replied.
"No," said Jubilee as they both looked at her. "No way."
"Jean, the professor left you in charge," Amara said nervously, "so I think it's best if you look after it."
"But it's Kurt's," she said hurriedly.
"I don't want it!" Kurt looked horrified. "That thing stinks!"
"That thing" suddenly opened its mouth and started wailing at the top of its lungs.
"Like what did you DO to it, Rogue?" Kitty asked, practically wailing herself.
"Ah don't know, maybe it's hungry or it doesn't lahke being stinky any more than we lahke it," Rogue said anxiously.
Evan put his hands over his ears and turned back to the TV.
It was at this point that Bobby came into the room, closely followed by Jamie. "What is going ON?" Bobby called loudly.
"It's a baby," Amara yelled back.
Bobby, who had suddenly stopped, had Jamie walk straight into him and suddenly the floor was littered with Jamies, all with slightly annoyed looks on their faces.
"What's a baby doing here?" all the Jamies asked at once.
"I don't know," Kitty and Amara yelled together.
"I think it's gonna explode," Jean said worriedly.
"Somebody stop it, please," Kitty wailed.
"Somebody else hold it. Maybe it doesn't lahke me," Rogue demanded.
"We don't want it!" Kitty answered.
"How do Ah make it stop?" Rogue asked.
"How should we know?" Jubilee yelled. "Maybe Scott will be back soon."
"Come on Scott, come on, please," Amara begged, in a rather pathetic attempt at telepathy. "Hurry and get back, save us from this wailing demon..."
"It's not a demon!" Kurt said, hurt. "It's a banshee."
"Save us from the wailing banshee," Amara corrected herself.
"Take it away from me!" Rogue yelled.
All the yelling made the baby scream louder-if that was possible.
"Do you think it's a mutant baby?" Kitty yelled suddenly.
"Maybe," Kurt replied.
"What?"
"I said, 'MAYBE!'" Kurt roared back.
"The professor will make us keep it!" Kitty wailed.
"It can sleep in Logan's room," Kurt said.