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A/N: Yeah, I know it's been quite a while since my latest update. I'm sorry! I'd like to credit this long un-updated time to my friend Mr. School. Hopefully, I'll get a couple more chapters up by the end of this week. I don't know why, but I wasn't feeling many Bobby/Marie vibes over the weekend while I was writing this so I decided I would write a chapter with more of the other X-men. Maybe some positive reviews will renew my creative BM energy. Anyways, enjoy!

Thanks for all the nice reviews! Keep it up!

~Viv (leeleean02@hotmail.com)

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Scott sighed, opening the door to his bedroom. It had been a long day.

Too long of a day.

Not only did he have to worry about his classes next week and dealing with the threats about Marie, Professor X had issued them an impromptu mission for the day after tomorrow up in an abandoned area of Maine. He had finally found one of Magneto's accomplices around there and the X-men were to check out the premises. Sure, Scott loved being an X-man, especially being the leader. He loved the rush and drive of fighting against evil forced threatening the well being of others, but sometimes the added pressure and stress exhausted him. Scott threw his keys onto a tiny table. He jumped back, surprised at the figure that popped in front of him.

"Hey there sweetie!" Scott relaxed when he heard the voice of his beloved Jean. He shook his head from side to side. This added pressure wasn't doing him any good; everything now made him startle.

He sunk into the armchair next to the window. "Hi Jeanie."

Jean frowned at him. "Stressed? Aww…poor baby." She had had the day off from teaching, spending the entire day lounging around the school and taking random bubble baths, so she was in a much better mood. "Here, let me see what I can do." She began to massage his shoulders, taking all the knots out of Scott's back. "So tell me, what exciting news happened today?"

"Everybody is still really tense after Mystique's surprise appearance last night. Do you remember what happened last night? I split up from the rest of the group to search the back forest, remember? And then I met up with one of Mystique's little buddies or someone like that. He almost had me before I killed him. Boy, Magneto's forces are really starting to aggravate me. Gosh, I just want to be rid of them for good; I plan on doing that this time. Charles is sending me, you, 'Ro and Kurt out to check out some area in Maine tomorrow. That's where he last found Magneto. Mmm…that feels good." He smiled, turning around and to kiss her gently.

Jean raised an eyebrow. "How come I don't know about this? Why didn't the Professor tell me?"

Scott shrugged, "He's been very busy today. He probably just forgot."

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"Bobby Drake…you are so going down!" Marie shrieked, as she gasped at the sudden coldness running down her back. Marie, Bobby, John, Jubilee and a bunch of their friends had decided to hike up to the back hills of the school's grounds and have a picnic, which now had turned into a full fledged water war between the guys and the girls. Bobby, having his powers as a nice advantage, had decided to make a few ice cubes and place them down Marie's back. Obviously, Marie wasn't too happy about this. Quickly, she jumped onto Bobby's back and popped a water balloon on his head, but Bobby had already quickened his pace into a run and carrying Marie piggyback style, he sprinted towards the tiny lake near their picnic area.

"You wouldn't dare!" Marie screamed, digging her fingers into Bobby's strong shoulders, as he teasingly leaned from side to side over the lake.

Bobby laughed, shifting Marie's weight to his upper back. "You're right. I would never drop a beautiful girl into a dirty, filthy lake." He turned to smile back at her, but accidentally lost his footing, and both went tumbling into water.

When Bobby surfaced, he spun around. Marie could swim…right?

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Ororo threw her head back in laughter. Friday nights were always the highlight of the week, with everyone in a more relaxed mood. Most of the children had relaxed to their bedrooms or had gone out with their own friends so the X-men had the main house to themselves. Logan was in an especially good mood and had begun telling his infamous jokes. Together, they were finishing washing the last of the dirty dishes from dinner. Ororo turned as she saw Jean, dragging a hesitant Scott down the hall and into the kitchen.

"Scott…you are too stressed out. You need some good X-men fun. It'll be great!" Jean laughed before sitting a tense looking Scott on one of the kitchen stools. She sighed, gently pinching his nose. "Doesn't he look depressed? I think Scotty needs some cheering up. 'Ro…are you thinking what I'm thinking??" She shared a laugh with Ororo.

Her best friend nodded, "It's Karaoke Time!!"

A melodious chorus of groans came from the three men, Kurt, Logan and Scott. "No Vay. None For Me." Kurt shook his head defiantly as he finished wiping a drinking glass.

"Count me out too. I'm tired." Logan faked a yawn and turned to leave the kitchen before he stopped in his tracks. "Hey! Let me move! Jean!!"

Jean had stopped him in his tracks with her telepathy. She high-fived Ororo and both laughed, "Boy, telepathy really comes in handy at times like this. Come on guys! It'll be like a little X-men bonding experience!"

"Isn't fighting crime and saving the world enough bonding?" Logan muttered quietly so only Scott could hear him.

"You said it." For once, both men agreed on something.

"Now let's go down to the large game room. The acoustics have to be better down there." Jean linked her arm with Scott's as Ororo linked hers with Logan and Kurt, and together they advanced towards the game room.

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"Wahoo Jean! You go girl!" Ororo shouted, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout words of praise to Jean, who had just finished a mind-blowing rendition of "Ain't No Mountain High Enough." She took a long bow as all the X-men clapped for her. Ororo of course, was the loudest and most enthusiastic one.

"Okay…next will be…Logan." She snickered, giving Logan a small push onto the stage.

He groaned, "Fine. I'm only doing this so I can hear those two belt it out as well. What am I supposed to sing?" The lights fell dim and a spotlight shone right onto the star of the show…Wolverine. He winced, "Shut that damn thing off!" Suddenly, a quiet tune started flowing out of the speakers.

"Just feel the music Logan." Jean's melodious voice spoke to him.

The song sounded familiar…the beat was pretty good…then it hit him. He knew what this song was!

"Sing it Logan!" Ororo shouted happily.

Logan sighed reluctantly as he held the microphone up to his mouth. He began singing…or rather…speaking in a very monotone voice, "I…love…rock…and roll…."

Scott chuckled. Logan was really making a fool out of himself. But then Scott gasped as Jean and Ororo jumped on the stage and began dancing with Logan. Scott gasped again when he turned and saw Kurt snapping his fingers and grooving on the floor. Had the X-men gone mad? He looked up to see that Logan himself had gotten quite into the song and was now singing with pure gut feeling. Each verse became stronger and louder and before he knew it, Jean was at his side and they were dancing to the beat of Joan Jett's, "I Love Rock and Roll." Scott began to loosen up and found that he was falling into the music's hold.

Logan seemed to be enjoying himself quite a bit and now sang with the full force of the Wolverine.

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I love rock n' roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock n' roll
So come an' take your time an' dance with me ~Joan Jett, "I Love Rock N' Roll"

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Suddenly, he stopped singing abruptly at the sight of someone. Ororo rushed to the controls, turning the lights back on and the music off. A figure slowly wheeled himself into the room. Looking confused at the sight of X-men in such a careless mood, Professor Xavier raised an eyebrow. "Now, what is going on, my X-men? Is something the matter?"