Boy is This Party Over
"I hate to admit it but your skills are getting better," Logan growled at the blue skinned woman in the room. "I couldn't even detect the difference between the two of you!"
"I knew it!" Rogue spat out. "I knew you'd pull a stunt like this!"
"Where's the real Destiny?" Ororo snapped.
"I wish I knew," Mystique growled.
"Let me take a wild guess," Logan growled. "You came here to find her as well as spy on Rogue?"
"I wanted to see my daughter," Mystique said. "That was first in my mind."
"But not the only thing on it!" Rogue shouted.
"Dude what's going on here?" Ralph asked.
"Oh let me explain," Pietro said. "This is Rogue and Kurt's evil mommy and former boss of the Brotherhood. She also used to be Principal Darkholme and Risty Wilde."
"No way!" George's eyes went wide.
"Way," Pietro said.
"I always knew my principal was evil!" Mindy snapped.
"You guys' lives are like soap operas you know that?" Linda said.
"GET HER!" Fred shouted.
"Some other time!" Mystique shouted. She knocked down Ms. March who was blocking her way and shapeshifted into a bird.
"Stop her before she gets away!" Roadblock shouted. Too late, Mystique flew out an open window.
"Let her go," Ororo said. "We'll get her another time."
"I should have known it was too good to be true," There were tears in Rogue's eyes.
"We all underestimated Mystique child," Ororo sighed as she put her hand on her shoulder.
Rogue could hear the whisperings all over the room. She wanted to run up to her room and cry but really did not feel like giving the people in the room the satisfaction of seeing her cry.
"Oh for crying out loud Rogue!" Jean staggered up to her looking very disheveled. "You have every right to cry! If my evil insane mommy ruined my party I'd want to hide in my room for a year and never, ever leave…Of course this is just another reason for you to be miserable and get all the attention isn't it. How much you wanna bet people that she complains about this party for the next few months?"
"Jean this is not the time," Ororo said. "My word child what happened to you?"
"I am not a child," Jean huffed. "I am the queen of…something…I think."
"Okay Jean I think it's time you went upstairs and sobered up," Kitty took her by the arm.
Jean wasn't moving however. "Oh yeah you just want me out of the way so you can have some smooching time with one of your boyfriends."
"Jean you'd better behave yourself before you get socked in the jaw," Rogue said angrily.
"What is it with all the girls on this team?" Jean muttered. "Everybody needs so much attention! Everybody except me apparently. Like I'm not interesting enough to worry about? Well excuse me for having a happy childhood people! Unlike some people I don't like to waste my time being all angst ridden and depressed and stuff!"
"Jean you are drunk and you don't realize what you are saying," Kitty spoke to her as if she were a small child.
"I know exactly what I'm saying," Jean said. "I mean you're not that much different from the misery chick over there. Look at Peter and Lance…"
"Watch it," Kitty growled.
"God and people used to say how much I led Scott and what's his name on," Jean slurred. "But you've got those two idiots dancing like…dancing things. Not that I blame you. They are pretty hot looking."
"Jean tomorrow you are so going to regret this!" Kitty fumed.
"What are you mad at me for?" Jean hiccuped. "I'm not the one who's having those dreams about those boys on a desert beach with the ribbon and the pineapples and…"
That was when Kitty punched Jean in the face with a right cross. "Ow…" Jean moaned as she fell to the floor.
"See what you morons did?" Kitty fumed at the jocks.
"Us?" Ralph said.
"You're the one's responsible for getting Jean drunk in the first place!" Rogue shouted.
"Typical," Althea grunted. "Invite 'em to your house and you get your punch bowl spiked!"
"How come none of you other mutants are drunk?" Nancy asked.
"Because we all know Kitty made the punch," Bobby said.
"Yeah we're not stupid," Tabitha said.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Kitty fumed. "Am I like such a bad cook that I can't even mix a punch drink correctly?"
"You said it," Pietro said.
"DIE!" Kitty leapt at Pietro.
"Too slow!" Pietro laughed and zipped out of the way.
"This is the last straw!" Ms. March snapped. "Violence, explosions, and whatever that…woman was! No more! You mutants will never go back to Bayville High! I will not allow it to be contaminated by your immorality!"
"Hey! Your students were not exactly acting like pillars of the community either by spiking the punch!" Logan snapped. "I oughta…"
"Hold on Logan," Shipwreck stepped in. "Let me handle this one!" He looked at Ms. March. "Lady you are the last person to be preaching morality around here. And that includes me!"
"What are you talking about?" Ms. March growled.
"I made a call to a buddy of mine about an hour ago," Shipwreck pulled out some papers from his pocket. "Paul's dad, Mainframe. He's got a talent for finding stuff out about people. Of course in your case, he really didn't have to look too hard. He faxed me this stuff about you. I was gonna talk to you about this in private but since you're making such a big deal about morality and all…"
"What are you talking about?" Ms. March glared at him.
"I'm talking about you of course," Shipwreck read from the papers. "On June 23 1978 you committed the first of many offenses when you took a baseball bat to your boyfriend's car after you caught him cheating on you. Several other incidents and lawsuits soon followed. You've got quite a temper on you. And I have the rap sheet to prove it! In fact that's what got you kicked out of college. Well several colleges it turns out."
"You're kidding?" Hank asked. "How did she get her teaching degree?"
"She didn't," Shipwreck smiled. "In fact, from what we gather…she's not even qualified to be anywhere near a school!"
"Well I could have told you that," Hank grinned.
"That is a total pack of lies you disgusting…" Ms. March raised her fist.
"Disgusting? Moi?" Shipwreck said. "You wanna talk disgusting? How about what goes on your website…Madam Mojo!"
"How did you find out about that!" She gasped.
"You call us disgusting," Shipwreck held up some pictures and showed them to her. "Well how about this? That's disgusting! And so is this! And this! Actually this one isn't so bad. It is quite tasteful and you do look so fetching in that leather outfit. But this one is really bizarre. What's with the poodle?"
"You…you…" Ms. March growled.
"You have just chaperoned your last party here at Bayville," Shipwreck said.
"I agree," Logan folded his arms. "I wonder how the School Board will react to these revelations?"
"If I were you," Hank growled at her. "I'd get out of town. Tonight."
"You freaks haven't heard the last from me!" Ms. March shouted as Logan escorted her out.
"Wanna bet?" Logan asked as he shoved her out the door and slammed it on her face.
"Great," Mindy groaned. "Now we lost another teacher! Thanks a lot you guys!"
"Didn't you hear a word Shipwreck said?" Rogue asked.
"Don't waste your breath Rogue," Lance said. "They don't care! They could have cared less if one of us could have gotten sick from alcohol poisoning!"
"Speaking of which," Pietro pointed at Jean who was trying to stand up.
"Guys…" Jean said weakly. "Why is the room spinning? I don't feel so well. I think I'm gonna be sick." And she was, all over Mindy's dress.
"Ewwwww!" Mindy screamed. "You freaks are disgusting!"
"It's no less than what you deserve for letting it happen!" Todd snapped.
"Don't you yahoos have anything to say for yourselves?" Rogue growled.
"Hey consider yourselves lucky!" George snapped. "We almost put Power 8 in it!"
"Okay that's it!" Logan growled. "Party's over! You lot are out of here!"
"And what are you gonna do?" Blake snapped. "Use your powers on us?"
"Au contraire," Pietro grinned. "Like we'd be so crass to use them on fools like you." He picked up some food. "Do you not agree?"
"Oh yes," Remy picked up a half eaten cake. "Remy agrees with you completely."
Immediately all the sober mutant students in the room picked up a piece of food and prepared to fling it at the jocks and cheerleaders. "Shall we?" Amanda asked Paul as she picked up some punch to fling it at them as well.
"Well we're gonna get this anyway so," Paul shrugged. He then tossed some food at the football players. "FOOD FIGHT!"
The sounds of jocks and cheerleaders screaming filled the room. Soon the Bayville Bunch was running out the door covered in food. "You freaks better not show your faces back at Bayville High or you'll be sorry!" Tiffany screamed. "Ewww! There's potato chips and gum in my hair!"
"You know Bobby that was a good gift you gave me," Rogue grinned as she watched the unwanted guests scatter away on the lawn.
"I guess this party is over huh?" Amanda sighed.
"Well let's see," Remy growled. "We just chased away most of the humans and Mystique. That just leaves a few more unwanted guests!"
"Uh oh…" Todd gulped as the X-Men glared at them.
"What do you mean uh oh?" Shipwreck snapped. "You can't blame this disaster on us!"
"Well not all of it anyway," Scott muttered.
"I gotta admit Shipwreck," Rogue sighed. "That was pretty cool on how you handled Ms. March. Thanks."
"You're welcome," Shipwreck beamed with pride.
"You know Pop," Althea said. "Every now and then you do something right."
"See Summers," Lance pointed out. "Even Rogue can admit that we're not that bad!"
"What is that supposed to mean?" Rogue snapped.
"Let's just leave it that you guys broke even on the damage you caused," Logan folded his arms.
"Us?" Pietro asked. "What did we do?"
"Gee I dunno," Kitty said. "Blow up the birthday cake all over us?"
"Blab half our secrets to the kids at school," Amara snapped.
"Creating more holes in the walls," Scott said.
"Insult us and pick fights with us half the night," Kurt said. "Not to mention leaving a huge pile of slime in one of the bathrooms!" He glared at Todd.
"You people are very picky you know that?" Todd said. "It ain't like we were stealing stuff!"
"Yeah for us this was good," Fred defended.
"You weren't exactly perfect guests at this party either," Logan pointed out. "Especially you Shipwreck with you hitting on every adult female in sight!"
"Hey listen pal if it wasn't for me there wouldn't have been a party!" Shipwreck snapped. "I saved this party! I was the voice of parental authority while all of you were fooling around in the Danger Room!"
"Thanks a lot Althea," Logan growled.
"I was the man in charge here!" Shipwreck went on. "I and I alone was the sole voice of morality and righteousness!"
At that very moment, the hidden pockets in his pants chose to have a hole open in them and several items of silverware tinkled out onto the floor. "I…really have to learn to quit while I'm ahead," He muttered.
"Shipwreck…" Logan growled.
"I don't believe it!" Kitty shouted. "They really are stealing the silverware!"
"Oh they're not party favors?" Shipwreck asked innocently.
"Way to go Pop," Althea groaned.
"GET THEM!" Scott shouted.
"Kids you know this drill well," Roadblock said. "Grab whatever you can and run like hell!" Immediately they scattered all over the mansion. Most of the X-Men started chasing them around. Except for Rogue, Logan and Jean who stood by and watched all the madness and destruction.
"COME BACK WITH MY BRA PIETRO!" Amara shouted.
"Roadblock I can't believe this of you!" Ororo snapped.
"Yeah I know, I think the kids have become a bad influence on me!" Roadblock shouted as he ran from her with several extra pieces of food in his arms. "They've been instructing me in the ways of petty larceny!"
"Actually we're only taking your stuff to tick you guys off," Low Light ran by with some towels in his hands. "It's kind of fun to make you guys mad!"
"Yeah it's great exercise!" Cover Girl laughed.
"You people are insane you know that?" Scott snapped.
"Oh my god they're even taking some of the guest towels!" Kitty shouted.
"Let's blow this pop stand!" Shipwreck shouted. "Take the loot and run!"
"I should have known something like this would happen," Logan groaned.
Jean staggered up to Rogue. "Rogue…" She sounded like she was waking up. "I'm not sure what happened the past few hours. I think I got drunk. Did I do or say… something?"
"Let's just say you helped make my party a memorable one," Rogue rolled her eyes.
"I think I'm gonna be sick again…" Jean staggered away.
"So…" Rogue said to Logan. "When are you taking me to the Harley-Davidson store?"
"Tomorrow afternoon good for you?" Logan sighed.
