Kitty bounced around the party room/lobby of the hotel. It was in
fact a really nice hotel. But they weren't treating it as such at the
moment. Kurt was 10 feet over hanging the purple streamers, on the ceiling
while hanging by his tail.
It was an interesting site. Most of the new recruits were there. Amara had gotten side trekked at the Jewelry store and never quite made it back. Jubilation was still getting dressed and Sam was trying desperately to get her out. He wasn't doing any good.
Kitty and Kurt were the only senior X Men there, Logan was to supervise. He sat in the corner and mumbled and grumbled about the "flamin' kids". But he didn't fool anyone there. Kitty knew he was about to burst with nerves. And he tried to hide it the only way he knew how, the loner act and getting really drunk. It is true that he wasn't drunk yet but he did have a decent stash of whiskey in his car.
Bobby knew this to. To hide his guilt he stood away sifting though the balloons that the hotel had given them, free of charge. They might be rowdy kids, but they came from money, and the hotel knew this by the 6 extra large suites they currently occupied.
"Hey kitt? Which should we hang up, 'it's a boy' or the 'it's a girl'?" asked bobby. He waved both around for emphasis.
"Just stick with the flower ones and the 'congratulation' ones for now ok. Oh and bobby, if you don't drop those skink bombs right now you are so gunna get it. And if you so much as think of spiking the punch I'll, I'll like phase your liver out!"
Bobby hung his head in mock shame as he hung up the rose covered balloon. Then he tried to shove all thoughts of the whiskey bottle, erm, bottleS that currently lay empty in the bottom of the Dumpster out back. He hoped Logan wouldn't be able to smell them, or the punch. Logan pulled another bottle out of his bag he popped it open and took a swig.
"Please sir, I must ask you not to drink here!" said the snooty clerk.
Logan just looked at the man and he backed down.
"Yes of course sir, now I see your point of view. Would you like some complimtery Wine?" asked the snooty clerk.
"No thanks, these kids are enough fer me," Logan took another swig. The snooty clerk left in a hurry.
All of the sudden: BANG! CRASH! SCEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAM!
Then all at the same time Jubilation lee in all her glory ran down the stairs screaming her head off. She only had one earring on and half her make up was smudged. Sam flew down after her, more determined then ever to get her to speed up, and to get her out of the bathroom.
From Behind bobby jumped Logan in attempt to get the liquor back. We all know who will win, but they did manage to break a few things and freeze most of the buffet table.
Kurt's wild last-ditch attempt to get out of the way of a stray ice blast brought him porting almost on top of kitty. He ported again only to land on the buffet table. He just happened to land right next to the one thing bobby tried extra hard not to freeze the punch. It catapulted off the broken table and flew through the air to land on-
Rogue. As she walked in the door in front of two other figures she was covered, from head to foot in the sticky sweet red slime.
The room froze in terror. Kitty felt like crying her party had gone so down hill. To voices rose out of the silence, not in prayer, or singing or an inspirational speech, as other authors would have. But in laughter. Gut churning, eye watering, bone cracking, lung splitting laughter. John and Remy stumbled in bent double in snorts, chortles, gawffas and even a snigger or two.
Kitty starred at her completely sugar coated friend. The red dye dripped of her face and ran in her hair dying the white part pink. She hadn't moved or made a sound yet.
Then she tasted a bit that hung on her hair. Another drop ran down her head and made it all the way to the floor where it became another stain on the carpet that would never e seen by human eyes after the snooty clerk got his say in.
"Shame on you bobby, wine coolers and whiskey should never be mixed! Not in those proportions." Everyone looked at bobby. He just shrugged.
"Kurt, could you go get me a towel or somthin?" asked rogue as she tried to ring out her hair. A few drops splattered out and stained the previously clean carpet.
Kurt ported up to one of the rooms to get a towel. All the others (sans Remy and john who still couldn't get up, and Logan who was eyeing the baby bassinet) ran forward and said stuff like, "I am soooooo sorry!" "It was an accident" "please don't hurt me!" the counted to crowd until rogue shook her hair out and coated them all in the spiked beyond belief punch.
The two boys nearly died laughing.
Logan walked past the boys in hysterics to get an even closer look at the baby bassinet.
"It's a girl?" he grunted.
"Course, you ever read a story where Ah have a boy?" asked rogue as she re-rung out her hair.
"Nope," Logan picked up the baby (which was now a month old) (it's a long drive from Denver to NYC, and it didn't help that they stopped at every book sighing [rogue] movie theater [Remy] concert, except N*STINK, [john] and theme park [Jamie]. Not to mention all the times they had to pull over for diapers.
The X-Girls (those that currently lived at the ranch) crowded round Logan to get a good look at the 'the cute little schnookums' Thanks goes out to Kitty for the quote. But Logan growled, popped a claw, and gave them a look that said quite plainly 'gimmi another minute or I'll rip yer head off.'
"And wit' dat, the torch has been passed. Let's jus' hope we can pry him away from Kim long enough to go home," said Remy, "OW! Hey!" he said as rogue hit his arm.
"And let's also hope he doesn't come back with us - ow bloody hell woman! Must you hit so hard? But really, think about it, when Petey wakes up we're screwed. Or not screwed as the case may be- owey!! Hey not fair, you both cants gang up on me! But anyway he'll be through the roof when he finds out he missed Kimi's birth, or get to leave the hospital for that long, or get so see his little kitty," said John, he still was rubbing his arm.
"Ain't she and lance still goin' out?" asked rogue. She threw a sidelong glance at kitty. She was currently trying to get Kimane out of Rahena's grasp. She wasn't succeeding. Not at all. And Logan was on the way.
"Um, Ah gotta go get cleaned up." She held up her hair. It all clumped together and would not part, "um, hey Logan, could Ah get a key please? . Great."
Ten minuets later all hell had broken loose. Rogue had come back down stairs to see everyone playing a game of 'baby-ball' with her daughter and her tow friends acting like sports commentators.
But life had gone back to normal when the snooty clerk came in and told them all to politely to shut up. Then they all went back to hating him instead.
Twenty minuets, three bottles, 24 cusswords, 4 bursts of laughter, two lectures from the snooty clerk and more gossip then I could ever fit in one chapter later. There were some new guests.
"oh hello jean. What are you doing here?" asked bobby. He was glad he put up two hidden cameras. If this got ugly he would send it in to AFV.
"just wanted to say hi."
"X made ya come didn't he?" asked John.
Jean didn't say anything, but rogue did, "right in one Johnny."
Jean glared. Jubilee handed Kim to jean, "would you like to hold her?"
Jean took the baby. "blah!" said Kimane as she threw up all over Jean's shirt.
"you disgusting little brat! I'm out of here!" jean bolted out the door. Rogue grabbed Kimane and whispered, "good girl."
"hey, didn't she die a while ago?" asked Remy.
"well yeah but this is jean ya know," said Sam.
The conversation went back to pets and who's dog could eat who and who's dog got a butterfly stuck up his nose and so on.
What do you guys think? Jean torture? Check. Baby cuteness? Check. Bobby coolness? Check. And an innocent bystander. Checkedy check. By the by, do tell me what you think. I need to know it.
PS sorry the last one was so hard to understand. And Panther Nesmith there is indeed a quote for everything in the entire world.
It was an interesting site. Most of the new recruits were there. Amara had gotten side trekked at the Jewelry store and never quite made it back. Jubilation was still getting dressed and Sam was trying desperately to get her out. He wasn't doing any good.
Kitty and Kurt were the only senior X Men there, Logan was to supervise. He sat in the corner and mumbled and grumbled about the "flamin' kids". But he didn't fool anyone there. Kitty knew he was about to burst with nerves. And he tried to hide it the only way he knew how, the loner act and getting really drunk. It is true that he wasn't drunk yet but he did have a decent stash of whiskey in his car.
Bobby knew this to. To hide his guilt he stood away sifting though the balloons that the hotel had given them, free of charge. They might be rowdy kids, but they came from money, and the hotel knew this by the 6 extra large suites they currently occupied.
"Hey kitt? Which should we hang up, 'it's a boy' or the 'it's a girl'?" asked bobby. He waved both around for emphasis.
"Just stick with the flower ones and the 'congratulation' ones for now ok. Oh and bobby, if you don't drop those skink bombs right now you are so gunna get it. And if you so much as think of spiking the punch I'll, I'll like phase your liver out!"
Bobby hung his head in mock shame as he hung up the rose covered balloon. Then he tried to shove all thoughts of the whiskey bottle, erm, bottleS that currently lay empty in the bottom of the Dumpster out back. He hoped Logan wouldn't be able to smell them, or the punch. Logan pulled another bottle out of his bag he popped it open and took a swig.
"Please sir, I must ask you not to drink here!" said the snooty clerk.
Logan just looked at the man and he backed down.
"Yes of course sir, now I see your point of view. Would you like some complimtery Wine?" asked the snooty clerk.
"No thanks, these kids are enough fer me," Logan took another swig. The snooty clerk left in a hurry.
All of the sudden: BANG! CRASH! SCEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAM!
Then all at the same time Jubilation lee in all her glory ran down the stairs screaming her head off. She only had one earring on and half her make up was smudged. Sam flew down after her, more determined then ever to get her to speed up, and to get her out of the bathroom.
From Behind bobby jumped Logan in attempt to get the liquor back. We all know who will win, but they did manage to break a few things and freeze most of the buffet table.
Kurt's wild last-ditch attempt to get out of the way of a stray ice blast brought him porting almost on top of kitty. He ported again only to land on the buffet table. He just happened to land right next to the one thing bobby tried extra hard not to freeze the punch. It catapulted off the broken table and flew through the air to land on-
Rogue. As she walked in the door in front of two other figures she was covered, from head to foot in the sticky sweet red slime.
The room froze in terror. Kitty felt like crying her party had gone so down hill. To voices rose out of the silence, not in prayer, or singing or an inspirational speech, as other authors would have. But in laughter. Gut churning, eye watering, bone cracking, lung splitting laughter. John and Remy stumbled in bent double in snorts, chortles, gawffas and even a snigger or two.
Kitty starred at her completely sugar coated friend. The red dye dripped of her face and ran in her hair dying the white part pink. She hadn't moved or made a sound yet.
Then she tasted a bit that hung on her hair. Another drop ran down her head and made it all the way to the floor where it became another stain on the carpet that would never e seen by human eyes after the snooty clerk got his say in.
"Shame on you bobby, wine coolers and whiskey should never be mixed! Not in those proportions." Everyone looked at bobby. He just shrugged.
"Kurt, could you go get me a towel or somthin?" asked rogue as she tried to ring out her hair. A few drops splattered out and stained the previously clean carpet.
Kurt ported up to one of the rooms to get a towel. All the others (sans Remy and john who still couldn't get up, and Logan who was eyeing the baby bassinet) ran forward and said stuff like, "I am soooooo sorry!" "It was an accident" "please don't hurt me!" the counted to crowd until rogue shook her hair out and coated them all in the spiked beyond belief punch.
The two boys nearly died laughing.
Logan walked past the boys in hysterics to get an even closer look at the baby bassinet.
"It's a girl?" he grunted.
"Course, you ever read a story where Ah have a boy?" asked rogue as she re-rung out her hair.
"Nope," Logan picked up the baby (which was now a month old) (it's a long drive from Denver to NYC, and it didn't help that they stopped at every book sighing [rogue] movie theater [Remy] concert, except N*STINK, [john] and theme park [Jamie]. Not to mention all the times they had to pull over for diapers.
The X-Girls (those that currently lived at the ranch) crowded round Logan to get a good look at the 'the cute little schnookums' Thanks goes out to Kitty for the quote. But Logan growled, popped a claw, and gave them a look that said quite plainly 'gimmi another minute or I'll rip yer head off.'
"And wit' dat, the torch has been passed. Let's jus' hope we can pry him away from Kim long enough to go home," said Remy, "OW! Hey!" he said as rogue hit his arm.
"And let's also hope he doesn't come back with us - ow bloody hell woman! Must you hit so hard? But really, think about it, when Petey wakes up we're screwed. Or not screwed as the case may be- owey!! Hey not fair, you both cants gang up on me! But anyway he'll be through the roof when he finds out he missed Kimi's birth, or get to leave the hospital for that long, or get so see his little kitty," said John, he still was rubbing his arm.
"Ain't she and lance still goin' out?" asked rogue. She threw a sidelong glance at kitty. She was currently trying to get Kimane out of Rahena's grasp. She wasn't succeeding. Not at all. And Logan was on the way.
"Um, Ah gotta go get cleaned up." She held up her hair. It all clumped together and would not part, "um, hey Logan, could Ah get a key please? . Great."
Ten minuets later all hell had broken loose. Rogue had come back down stairs to see everyone playing a game of 'baby-ball' with her daughter and her tow friends acting like sports commentators.
But life had gone back to normal when the snooty clerk came in and told them all to politely to shut up. Then they all went back to hating him instead.
Twenty minuets, three bottles, 24 cusswords, 4 bursts of laughter, two lectures from the snooty clerk and more gossip then I could ever fit in one chapter later. There were some new guests.
"oh hello jean. What are you doing here?" asked bobby. He was glad he put up two hidden cameras. If this got ugly he would send it in to AFV.
"just wanted to say hi."
"X made ya come didn't he?" asked John.
Jean didn't say anything, but rogue did, "right in one Johnny."
Jean glared. Jubilee handed Kim to jean, "would you like to hold her?"
Jean took the baby. "blah!" said Kimane as she threw up all over Jean's shirt.
"you disgusting little brat! I'm out of here!" jean bolted out the door. Rogue grabbed Kimane and whispered, "good girl."
"hey, didn't she die a while ago?" asked Remy.
"well yeah but this is jean ya know," said Sam.
The conversation went back to pets and who's dog could eat who and who's dog got a butterfly stuck up his nose and so on.
What do you guys think? Jean torture? Check. Baby cuteness? Check. Bobby coolness? Check. And an innocent bystander. Checkedy check. By the by, do tell me what you think. I need to know it.
PS sorry the last one was so hard to understand. And Panther Nesmith there is indeed a quote for everything in the entire world.