Chapter Two
The girls all headed toward the rec room, chatting amiably as they went. They were almost there when Storm stopped dead in her tracks and jerked her head around, looking for something.
"Storm? Are you alright?" Jean asked.
"Yeah, Storm. You look like you've seen a ghost or something."
Storm slowly shook her head. "No. I am fine. Just thought I saw something, but I must be imagining it." They continued onto the rec room.
"So, there's a good Tom Cruise movie playing tonight," Rogue hinted settling onto the large sofa in front of the TV.
"Awsome. Come you guys sit. We, like, so totally have to watch that. Tom Cruise is like soooooooo hot!" Jubilee bounced onto the couch ginning like a loon. Storm and Jean agreed, sitting on the couch as well.
"I am going to get some drinks. What would everyone like?" Storm said standing and heading for the kitchen.
"Hmmmm, no men around, no Scott to bother us. I say it's time for some fun. Bring out Logan's beer stash Storm," Jean cried.
"Oooh, I want some to!"
"No, Jubilee. You are too young. I will grab you some soda."
"Awwww, rats."
"Ah'll come an' help ya 'Ro."
Upstairs in Logan's room. . .
"How do ya know where Logan's beer stash is anyway?"
"Uhh, me and Jean were up here drinking one night. She read his mind to find out where he kept it." Rogue's eyebrows rose in surprise.
"Never figured you two as the types ta go around stealin'"
"It is not stealing, mearly borrowing. We will restock it later," Storm said in mock hurt. She rumaged around quickly in the back of Logan's closet, pulled some boards out of the floor and then pulled a minifridge out of the hole. She opened it up and her and Rogue peered inside. "Let's see. Molson Canadian beer, Crown Royal Canadian Whisky. Irish Cream?" They shared a confused look.
"Let's just take the whole thing down," Rogue suggested.
"I agree." They put the bottles back in and Rogue picked up the minifridge. They walked into the hallway and there was a few moments of silence. "Wait!" Storm stopped and spun around.
"What is it, sugah?"
"Did you not see that?"
"See what?" Storm was silent, scanning the hall. "Did you already get into Logan's stash earlier today Storm?"
"No. I could have sworn I saw something running up the hall." Rogue gave her an odd look. "Never mind. I'm sure it was nothing. Let's get back to Jean."
Back downstairs. . .
"Man, what is taking them so long?" Jubilee complained.
"I'm sure they'll be here soon. Logan does have a lot of liquer." There was a crash from the hallway.
"Damnit, Storm. What is your problem tonight?"
"I saw it agian, Rogue."
"Saw what?" Jean asked coming into the hallway, followed by Jubilee.
"Storm thinks there's a little brown thing following us." Rogue was gathering up all the bottles that had fallen when Storm had nearly knocked her over in her fright.
"I do not *think*, I *know* there is something following us."
"Storm have you been drinking already today?"
"No!"
"Whoa, just calm down there, Stormy," Jubilee said.
"DO NOT CALL ME THAT!!" The others all exchanged worried looks.
"Why don't you come and sit down, Storm," Jean said guiding Storm to a chair in the rec room.
"Here have a beer. It will calm you down." Rogue handed Storm a beer. Storm took it and sipped at it. "Feeliing better?"
"Yes, thank you."
"Right. Well I'm going to get a soda." Jubilee stomped out of the room, grumbling to herself about how unfair adults could be.
About one bottle of Irish Cream, half a bottle of Whiskey and four beers(each) later. . . (oh, except for Jubes who's only been drinking soda but is on a nice caffine high). . .
"I am starting to think that you are controlling the dice, JEAN," Storm said as she rolled a five and landed in jail for the third time in a row.
Jean gave, or tried to give a look of outrage. " Would I do something like that?" She put her hand to her chest, nearly falling over in the process.
"YES!" Everyone yelled.
"You all are just jealous because I'm winning."
"Ah'm not as think as you drunk Ah am. Wait, now that didn't sound right," Rogue paused looking confused before forgetting what she was saying and rolling the dice.
"Haha, you owe me, uh." Jean glanced down at the card trying to read the words. "A lot of money!"
"Ah ain't payin' 'less Ah know how much."
"Uh. . ." Jean squinted her eyes. " Just give me all your money." She reached over to Rogues rather large money pile. "Hey! How'd you get all that money?! YOU'VE BEEN STEALING FROM THE BANK!!" Jubilee and Storm looked over at Rogue.
"Now wait just a minute. Ah would do no such thing-"
"GET HER!!" Storm cried leaping at Rogue who tried to fly away but got confused and flew into the wall instead. Jean and Jubilee jumped on her and pinned her down.
"Come on, Storm. You torture her while we hold her down!" Jubilee yelled."Storm?"
Jubilee turned to look at Storm when she got no reply. Storm was staring at the other side of the room, the color drained from her face, horror in her eyes. She pointed a shaking finger to where she was looking, mouth moving but unable to form the words.
"What is it Storm?" Jean, Jubilee and Rogue all turned to see what Storm was looking at. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" A course of blood curdling screams rose from the gathered X-Women.
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The girls all headed toward the rec room, chatting amiably as they went. They were almost there when Storm stopped dead in her tracks and jerked her head around, looking for something.
"Storm? Are you alright?" Jean asked.
"Yeah, Storm. You look like you've seen a ghost or something."
Storm slowly shook her head. "No. I am fine. Just thought I saw something, but I must be imagining it." They continued onto the rec room.
"So, there's a good Tom Cruise movie playing tonight," Rogue hinted settling onto the large sofa in front of the TV.
"Awsome. Come you guys sit. We, like, so totally have to watch that. Tom Cruise is like soooooooo hot!" Jubilee bounced onto the couch ginning like a loon. Storm and Jean agreed, sitting on the couch as well.
"I am going to get some drinks. What would everyone like?" Storm said standing and heading for the kitchen.
"Hmmmm, no men around, no Scott to bother us. I say it's time for some fun. Bring out Logan's beer stash Storm," Jean cried.
"Oooh, I want some to!"
"No, Jubilee. You are too young. I will grab you some soda."
"Awwww, rats."
"Ah'll come an' help ya 'Ro."
Upstairs in Logan's room. . .
"How do ya know where Logan's beer stash is anyway?"
"Uhh, me and Jean were up here drinking one night. She read his mind to find out where he kept it." Rogue's eyebrows rose in surprise.
"Never figured you two as the types ta go around stealin'"
"It is not stealing, mearly borrowing. We will restock it later," Storm said in mock hurt. She rumaged around quickly in the back of Logan's closet, pulled some boards out of the floor and then pulled a minifridge out of the hole. She opened it up and her and Rogue peered inside. "Let's see. Molson Canadian beer, Crown Royal Canadian Whisky. Irish Cream?" They shared a confused look.
"Let's just take the whole thing down," Rogue suggested.
"I agree." They put the bottles back in and Rogue picked up the minifridge. They walked into the hallway and there was a few moments of silence. "Wait!" Storm stopped and spun around.
"What is it, sugah?"
"Did you not see that?"
"See what?" Storm was silent, scanning the hall. "Did you already get into Logan's stash earlier today Storm?"
"No. I could have sworn I saw something running up the hall." Rogue gave her an odd look. "Never mind. I'm sure it was nothing. Let's get back to Jean."
Back downstairs. . .
"Man, what is taking them so long?" Jubilee complained.
"I'm sure they'll be here soon. Logan does have a lot of liquer." There was a crash from the hallway.
"Damnit, Storm. What is your problem tonight?"
"I saw it agian, Rogue."
"Saw what?" Jean asked coming into the hallway, followed by Jubilee.
"Storm thinks there's a little brown thing following us." Rogue was gathering up all the bottles that had fallen when Storm had nearly knocked her over in her fright.
"I do not *think*, I *know* there is something following us."
"Storm have you been drinking already today?"
"No!"
"Whoa, just calm down there, Stormy," Jubilee said.
"DO NOT CALL ME THAT!!" The others all exchanged worried looks.
"Why don't you come and sit down, Storm," Jean said guiding Storm to a chair in the rec room.
"Here have a beer. It will calm you down." Rogue handed Storm a beer. Storm took it and sipped at it. "Feeliing better?"
"Yes, thank you."
"Right. Well I'm going to get a soda." Jubilee stomped out of the room, grumbling to herself about how unfair adults could be.
About one bottle of Irish Cream, half a bottle of Whiskey and four beers(each) later. . . (oh, except for Jubes who's only been drinking soda but is on a nice caffine high). . .
"I am starting to think that you are controlling the dice, JEAN," Storm said as she rolled a five and landed in jail for the third time in a row.
Jean gave, or tried to give a look of outrage. " Would I do something like that?" She put her hand to her chest, nearly falling over in the process.
"YES!" Everyone yelled.
"You all are just jealous because I'm winning."
"Ah'm not as think as you drunk Ah am. Wait, now that didn't sound right," Rogue paused looking confused before forgetting what she was saying and rolling the dice.
"Haha, you owe me, uh." Jean glanced down at the card trying to read the words. "A lot of money!"
"Ah ain't payin' 'less Ah know how much."
"Uh. . ." Jean squinted her eyes. " Just give me all your money." She reached over to Rogues rather large money pile. "Hey! How'd you get all that money?! YOU'VE BEEN STEALING FROM THE BANK!!" Jubilee and Storm looked over at Rogue.
"Now wait just a minute. Ah would do no such thing-"
"GET HER!!" Storm cried leaping at Rogue who tried to fly away but got confused and flew into the wall instead. Jean and Jubilee jumped on her and pinned her down.
"Come on, Storm. You torture her while we hold her down!" Jubilee yelled."Storm?"
Jubilee turned to look at Storm when she got no reply. Storm was staring at the other side of the room, the color drained from her face, horror in her eyes. She pointed a shaking finger to where she was looking, mouth moving but unable to form the words.
"What is it Storm?" Jean, Jubilee and Rogue all turned to see what Storm was looking at. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" A course of blood curdling screams rose from the gathered X-Women.
tbc