Kay, I forgot to say this in the last chapter, the line "I'm not as think as you drunk I am." That actually comes from somewhere?? Wow, my friend just said it to me once and it was funny so it went in the story:)
Chapter four
"Bobby, what are you and Remy doing back here anyway? Shouldn't you be with the others?" Jean asked.
"Yeah, about that. See, me and Remy, we kinda got into trouble. Again."
"What did y'all do this time?"
"We might have kinda, accidently had a little to much fun acting out war plays with the FOH."
"Huh?"
"Yeah, they were the prisoners and me and Remy were the soldiers. Scott got a little angry when we started singing the Navy song." He paused a moment. "Then we thought it would be fun to have a sword fight. I won though, because I froze his sword.But in the fight we got a little carried away and wacked Cyke in the back of the head pretty hard. Knocked him out. Anyway, once he finished yelling at us he sent us home."
Jubilee shook her head. "Man, you guys are idiots."
"Hey! I resemble that! No...wait." Bobby stopped, looking confused. Jubilee shook her head. There was silence for a few moments. *BANG BANG*
"Goddess, what on earth is that?" Storm asked from her corner where she remained huddled. *BANGBANGBANG*
"Y' connards! Let me in!!"
"Just open the door, Remy."
"Oh." The door swung open to reveal a mad and slightly embarressed Remy. "How de hell could y' just leave me out dere?" He shoved his way into the closet and huddled next to storm in the corner.
"Well, there was no way we were going out there to get you. Besides it's your falt for getting in the way of Storm's mop." Remy scowled at Bobby.
"Enough arguing," Jean said before Remy could reply. "We have to think of a plan to get the spiders."
"I'm with ya. But how?"
"We could, like, get some spider spray and kill them."
"No way. Dat would involve getting close to dem. I'm not goin' out dere."
"I agree with Remy."
"Well we can't just sit in here." Rogue thought for a moment. "I know! We'll get a cat!"
"A cat?"
"Yeah, to catch the spiders."
"Cats chase mice not spiders."
"No, trust me. Cats will chase anything. Ah had one once and it would always kill the spiders in mah room."
"Sounds good to me," Jubilee said. "Whose going to go get one?"
"WE'LL GO!!" Both Remy and Storm yelled jumping tp there feet.
"Anyt'ing to get out of dis house." Storm nodded in agreement.
"Fine you two go get a cat and some spider spray. We'll wait here."
"What will you do while were gone?"
"Why we'll clean up Logan's beer, of course," Rogue said happily.
"You guys should also get some of that stickly fly paper stuff. We can spray them easier if they're stuck." Everyone looked at Jubilee in amazement. "What?"
"That's actually a good idea." Jubilee grinned at them. Jean continued, "First order of business, getting out of the closet." She looked around at everyone, carefully studying Remy and Storm who looked about ready to fall over in their fright. "I'm going to count to three and then I'm goin to open this door, okay?" Everyone nodded. "One,two...THREE!! GO!" She flung the door open and everyone scattered. Remy and Storm tore off to the garage door, while the rest of them headed to the rec room.
"We should probably find something to arm ourselves with," Rogue suggested as the group came into the rec room.
"Here," Jean handed Rogue a fly swatter.
"You expect me to defend mahself against a big, hairy, disgusting, vile, creeepy, horrifying-"
"Rogue! Get to the point."
"Huh? Oh. You expect me to kill a spider with this?"
"Yes."
"You've gotta be joking us," Jubilee cried. "Those things are huge! We need something bigger." She looked around the room for a moment.
"Um, we could just use our powers," Bobby sugested.
"The last time you tried to get rid of something with your powers you destroyed the house!" Jean reminded him.
"Oh yeah. How about books then?"
"They're heavy, they'll do." Jubilee went and grabbed some large books off the shelf, handing them around.
"Ah think it's about time we started cleaning up that beer." Everyone agreed and arranged themselves around the table in the center of the rec room. There were a few moments of silence where the only sounds were the clinking of bottles or the sipping of beer. "So, anyone for a game of poker?"
tbc
Chapter four
"Bobby, what are you and Remy doing back here anyway? Shouldn't you be with the others?" Jean asked.
"Yeah, about that. See, me and Remy, we kinda got into trouble. Again."
"What did y'all do this time?"
"We might have kinda, accidently had a little to much fun acting out war plays with the FOH."
"Huh?"
"Yeah, they were the prisoners and me and Remy were the soldiers. Scott got a little angry when we started singing the Navy song." He paused a moment. "Then we thought it would be fun to have a sword fight. I won though, because I froze his sword.But in the fight we got a little carried away and wacked Cyke in the back of the head pretty hard. Knocked him out. Anyway, once he finished yelling at us he sent us home."
Jubilee shook her head. "Man, you guys are idiots."
"Hey! I resemble that! No...wait." Bobby stopped, looking confused. Jubilee shook her head. There was silence for a few moments. *BANG BANG*
"Goddess, what on earth is that?" Storm asked from her corner where she remained huddled. *BANGBANGBANG*
"Y' connards! Let me in!!"
"Just open the door, Remy."
"Oh." The door swung open to reveal a mad and slightly embarressed Remy. "How de hell could y' just leave me out dere?" He shoved his way into the closet and huddled next to storm in the corner.
"Well, there was no way we were going out there to get you. Besides it's your falt for getting in the way of Storm's mop." Remy scowled at Bobby.
"Enough arguing," Jean said before Remy could reply. "We have to think of a plan to get the spiders."
"I'm with ya. But how?"
"We could, like, get some spider spray and kill them."
"No way. Dat would involve getting close to dem. I'm not goin' out dere."
"I agree with Remy."
"Well we can't just sit in here." Rogue thought for a moment. "I know! We'll get a cat!"
"A cat?"
"Yeah, to catch the spiders."
"Cats chase mice not spiders."
"No, trust me. Cats will chase anything. Ah had one once and it would always kill the spiders in mah room."
"Sounds good to me," Jubilee said. "Whose going to go get one?"
"WE'LL GO!!" Both Remy and Storm yelled jumping tp there feet.
"Anyt'ing to get out of dis house." Storm nodded in agreement.
"Fine you two go get a cat and some spider spray. We'll wait here."
"What will you do while were gone?"
"Why we'll clean up Logan's beer, of course," Rogue said happily.
"You guys should also get some of that stickly fly paper stuff. We can spray them easier if they're stuck." Everyone looked at Jubilee in amazement. "What?"
"That's actually a good idea." Jubilee grinned at them. Jean continued, "First order of business, getting out of the closet." She looked around at everyone, carefully studying Remy and Storm who looked about ready to fall over in their fright. "I'm going to count to three and then I'm goin to open this door, okay?" Everyone nodded. "One,two...THREE!! GO!" She flung the door open and everyone scattered. Remy and Storm tore off to the garage door, while the rest of them headed to the rec room.
"We should probably find something to arm ourselves with," Rogue suggested as the group came into the rec room.
"Here," Jean handed Rogue a fly swatter.
"You expect me to defend mahself against a big, hairy, disgusting, vile, creeepy, horrifying-"
"Rogue! Get to the point."
"Huh? Oh. You expect me to kill a spider with this?"
"Yes."
"You've gotta be joking us," Jubilee cried. "Those things are huge! We need something bigger." She looked around the room for a moment.
"Um, we could just use our powers," Bobby sugested.
"The last time you tried to get rid of something with your powers you destroyed the house!" Jean reminded him.
"Oh yeah. How about books then?"
"They're heavy, they'll do." Jubilee went and grabbed some large books off the shelf, handing them around.
"Ah think it's about time we started cleaning up that beer." Everyone agreed and arranged themselves around the table in the center of the rec room. There were a few moments of silence where the only sounds were the clinking of bottles or the sipping of beer. "So, anyone for a game of poker?"
tbc