Sugar and Spice
By Todd Fan
Disclaimer: "If you are going to jar up your feelings, pickle them first."
Hey guy. *Throws herself on hands and knees* I'm so very very VERY sorry for not updating. Been hectic, the writers block didn't help much either. Stinking fiction muse....i need a new one.
Chapter 22 - Fixing loose ends.
*****
Lance had been staring at Kitty's hotel door for a good few minutes now. He hadn't really spoken to her since they had spilt up, but he knew her well enough that this would have really upset her. He took a deep breath and knocked on it. He got a muffled response which he assumed was an invitation to enter. He peered around the door to see Kitty flat on her stomach on her bed, her head burried in a pillow. He cleared his throat.
"Kitty?".
Kitty looked up to see Lance with tear filled eyes.
"Hey", she said, then sighed, "i don't know what to do".
Lance offered her a friendly smile, walking over to her and sitting down next to her on the bed.
"Don't worry, we'll think of something", he said, "i mean, you can get an annullment..or something".
"I don't know the first thing about that sort of stuff!", said Kitty, "i don't know where to go or who to ask".
Lance sighed, he didn't either. He wracked his brain to come up with something that sounded reasuring.
"It'll be okay. You'll have all of us behind you, no matter what".
'Hey, that sounded pretty good', he told himself.
Kitty gave a snuffle and surprised him by giving him a hug.
"Thank you", she said quietly.
"Anytime Kitty, anytime".
********
Kurt had been packing up his stuff, and sneakilly trying to cram as much hotel stuff into his suitcase as possible when Rogue walked in, not looking in the best of moods.
"Hey sis", he said cheerfully, fighting with his suitcase, "don't suppose you have a length of rope on you?".
"It's in ma'h other jacket", said Rogue sarcastically, she crossed her arms, "a'h found out who sent those flowers".
Kurt glanced up, looking confused.
"You're still trying to find that out?", he said, then chuckled, "you're more persistant than i thought".
He snapped his suitcase together and cheered as his own handiwork. Rogue gave a small cough, idicating that he had to ask her the question he didn't really want to ask. He gave a sigh.
"Okay, i give, vho sent them?".
"Mom".
***********
The bus journey home was quiet...very quiet. Each mutant (or in the case of Amanda, human) passenger lost in his or her own thoughts. Kitty and Roberto had managed to get their annullment all thanks to, of all people, Tabitha. She introduced them to an Elvis. She didn't explain HOW she know him, or how she had managed to get him on such short notice. He was, however well learned in such a procedure and had taken them that same morning to get it all sorted. He had, however, commented on Roberto's tattoo on being 'rocking'. They had picked up Wanda and a very dehydrated Todd from the desert on the way out, everyone making a pact there and then never, ever EVER to return to Las Vegas again. Wanda had pointed out that she and Todd didn't really have a choice in the matter, but it fell on deaf ears. Rogue was watching the scenery rushing by, wondering what would posess Mystique to send those flowers. Was it some sort of cruel joke? A way to try and get her back on her mothers side, away from the X-Men?. She ran a hand through her hair and looked over at her brother, who was staring out of his own window, his tail twitcing, a sure sign he was deep in thought. After a while of silence, Pietro had taken all he could. He had to break the silence, everyone was so glum and..okay so Todd was unconsious and so didn't really count, but no one else had an excuse to be so dull. He had to speak, so he did.
"So...did everyone have a good time?".
He was met with an array of glares....before the situation (and more than likely the stress) got to everyone and they started to chuckle.
"I spent most of the trip either drunk or being violently ill", laughed Jean.
"I got me and Todd banned from the state of Nevada! We have certificates and everything!", said Wanda, giving Todd a poke, who muttered something about twinkies and went back to sleep.
"I had a wedding that no longer exists", said Kitty.
"What wedding?", said Roberto, "i got a tattoo, and it hurts!".
"I almost got married", said Amanda.
"I have half of my hotel room in my suitcase", from Kurt.
"I set off an Earthquake out of town on the fault line", said Lance with a chuckle, "there's a big hole there now".
"I found out that the person who sent me flowers was my own mother...which is depressing, i think i'm going to cry", said Rogue moodily.
"I slept with four showgirls and can't remember any of their names", said Pietro.
"I slept with an Elvis, hah!", said Amara, pointing a finger at Pietro.
"I can do one better", said Tabby, "i married the Elvis that got the annullment. The reason he knows so much about them is that he got one for us".
Everyone looked at her in shock, before realising it was Tabby they were talking about and accepting it. Everyone was quiet for a second, after revealing so much about their trip.
"I haven't slept in fourty eight hours....and i'm driving the bus!"
Everyone turned to look at Scott, who suddenly started to giggle manically.
"I think....we'd better have a pit stop", said Lance, "all in favour say aye".
"Aye".
***********
A long, long time later, the battered bus finally pulled back in Camp Cold Mountain. The teens fell sleepily out of the bus..right into the camp counsilors...and their parents..and the faculty of the institute.
"This...is not a good thing", said Pietro.
****
Bwhaoahahahahahha. There i told you i would reveal the flower person. Did i not? Some of you had, as i have said many a time, got the correct anwser. Well done you lot!. Okay, there are only a few more chapters left of this fic, but do not fear, the next of my Sidney chronicles should be up when i am done. Well, please review, i think this chapter MAY have kick-started my fanfiction muse (i have two, one for fanfiction, and one for RPG's). Until next time.....
By Todd Fan
Disclaimer: "If you are going to jar up your feelings, pickle them first."
Hey guy. *Throws herself on hands and knees* I'm so very very VERY sorry for not updating. Been hectic, the writers block didn't help much either. Stinking fiction muse....i need a new one.
Chapter 22 - Fixing loose ends.
*****
Lance had been staring at Kitty's hotel door for a good few minutes now. He hadn't really spoken to her since they had spilt up, but he knew her well enough that this would have really upset her. He took a deep breath and knocked on it. He got a muffled response which he assumed was an invitation to enter. He peered around the door to see Kitty flat on her stomach on her bed, her head burried in a pillow. He cleared his throat.
"Kitty?".
Kitty looked up to see Lance with tear filled eyes.
"Hey", she said, then sighed, "i don't know what to do".
Lance offered her a friendly smile, walking over to her and sitting down next to her on the bed.
"Don't worry, we'll think of something", he said, "i mean, you can get an annullment..or something".
"I don't know the first thing about that sort of stuff!", said Kitty, "i don't know where to go or who to ask".
Lance sighed, he didn't either. He wracked his brain to come up with something that sounded reasuring.
"It'll be okay. You'll have all of us behind you, no matter what".
'Hey, that sounded pretty good', he told himself.
Kitty gave a snuffle and surprised him by giving him a hug.
"Thank you", she said quietly.
"Anytime Kitty, anytime".
********
Kurt had been packing up his stuff, and sneakilly trying to cram as much hotel stuff into his suitcase as possible when Rogue walked in, not looking in the best of moods.
"Hey sis", he said cheerfully, fighting with his suitcase, "don't suppose you have a length of rope on you?".
"It's in ma'h other jacket", said Rogue sarcastically, she crossed her arms, "a'h found out who sent those flowers".
Kurt glanced up, looking confused.
"You're still trying to find that out?", he said, then chuckled, "you're more persistant than i thought".
He snapped his suitcase together and cheered as his own handiwork. Rogue gave a small cough, idicating that he had to ask her the question he didn't really want to ask. He gave a sigh.
"Okay, i give, vho sent them?".
"Mom".
***********
The bus journey home was quiet...very quiet. Each mutant (or in the case of Amanda, human) passenger lost in his or her own thoughts. Kitty and Roberto had managed to get their annullment all thanks to, of all people, Tabitha. She introduced them to an Elvis. She didn't explain HOW she know him, or how she had managed to get him on such short notice. He was, however well learned in such a procedure and had taken them that same morning to get it all sorted. He had, however, commented on Roberto's tattoo on being 'rocking'. They had picked up Wanda and a very dehydrated Todd from the desert on the way out, everyone making a pact there and then never, ever EVER to return to Las Vegas again. Wanda had pointed out that she and Todd didn't really have a choice in the matter, but it fell on deaf ears. Rogue was watching the scenery rushing by, wondering what would posess Mystique to send those flowers. Was it some sort of cruel joke? A way to try and get her back on her mothers side, away from the X-Men?. She ran a hand through her hair and looked over at her brother, who was staring out of his own window, his tail twitcing, a sure sign he was deep in thought. After a while of silence, Pietro had taken all he could. He had to break the silence, everyone was so glum and..okay so Todd was unconsious and so didn't really count, but no one else had an excuse to be so dull. He had to speak, so he did.
"So...did everyone have a good time?".
He was met with an array of glares....before the situation (and more than likely the stress) got to everyone and they started to chuckle.
"I spent most of the trip either drunk or being violently ill", laughed Jean.
"I got me and Todd banned from the state of Nevada! We have certificates and everything!", said Wanda, giving Todd a poke, who muttered something about twinkies and went back to sleep.
"I had a wedding that no longer exists", said Kitty.
"What wedding?", said Roberto, "i got a tattoo, and it hurts!".
"I almost got married", said Amanda.
"I have half of my hotel room in my suitcase", from Kurt.
"I set off an Earthquake out of town on the fault line", said Lance with a chuckle, "there's a big hole there now".
"I found out that the person who sent me flowers was my own mother...which is depressing, i think i'm going to cry", said Rogue moodily.
"I slept with four showgirls and can't remember any of their names", said Pietro.
"I slept with an Elvis, hah!", said Amara, pointing a finger at Pietro.
"I can do one better", said Tabby, "i married the Elvis that got the annullment. The reason he knows so much about them is that he got one for us".
Everyone looked at her in shock, before realising it was Tabby they were talking about and accepting it. Everyone was quiet for a second, after revealing so much about their trip.
"I haven't slept in fourty eight hours....and i'm driving the bus!"
Everyone turned to look at Scott, who suddenly started to giggle manically.
"I think....we'd better have a pit stop", said Lance, "all in favour say aye".
"Aye".
***********
A long, long time later, the battered bus finally pulled back in Camp Cold Mountain. The teens fell sleepily out of the bus..right into the camp counsilors...and their parents..and the faculty of the institute.
"This...is not a good thing", said Pietro.
****
Bwhaoahahahahahha. There i told you i would reveal the flower person. Did i not? Some of you had, as i have said many a time, got the correct anwser. Well done you lot!. Okay, there are only a few more chapters left of this fic, but do not fear, the next of my Sidney chronicles should be up when i am done. Well, please review, i think this chapter MAY have kick-started my fanfiction muse (i have two, one for fanfiction, and one for RPG's). Until next time.....