Well here it is folks, the final chapter! Thanks for all your suggestions! Let the madness reign supreme!

Where is Your Sister?

"Lockheed no!" Jean shouted as she ran outside. "Don't burn that poor bird!"

Lockheed was chasing a crow around and singed its feathers. The bird fell to the ground right where Barney and Claudius were playing. Barney looked at it and took his tiny whiffle bat and started bonking the bird with it. "NO! BARNEY! NO!" Jean shouted as she stopped him and picked him up. "It's not nice to hit birds! OW! And it's especially not nice to hit me either!"

She didn't notice the crow wobble away and flutter into the woods. It collapsed and shifted into the form of Mystique. "Ow…" She moaned as she got to her knees. "That is gonna hurt in the morning…" She staggered away into the woods.

Jean however was oblivious to everything except for the slight bump on her head. "Barney that really hurts!" She grumbled as she brought the babies inside and put them in the playpen. "Why anyone would give a baby a whiffle bat is beyond me! Even if it is Shipwreck!"

"Hey Jean," Scott appeared in uniform.

"When is Althea getting here?" She moaned.

"I don't know but its not soon enough for me," Scott said. "But it won't be soon enough for Trinity either."

"Why?"

"I'm having Trinity have a practice run in the Danger Room."

"What program and level?" Jean asked.

"Paintball of Doom, level 15," Scott grinned.

"I gotta see this!" Jean laughed. Of course neither of them saw the babies escape their playpen as soon as they left the room.

They made their way to the control room and couldn't contain themselves. Trinity was covered with orange paint. However the paintball robots were almost all destroyed. Almost. "Watch out Brittany!" Daria shouted as the last one pelted her sister.

"Use our Psychic Storm Attack!" Quinn shouted. Using their powers they created a large psychic lightning bolt and destroyed the machine.

"They're good I gotta admit it," Jean said.

"Watch this," Scott grinned. He pushed a button and sent a small electric charge through the floor, zapping the triplets.

"Yeowwww!" The girls yelped.

"Scott that's awful!" Jean said. "Let me do one!" She sent an electric charge as well. She then looked at the paint covered girls with slightly frizzy hair. "Now how was that girls?"

"AGAIN!" The Triplets shouted happily.

"WHAT?" Scott and Jean yelled.

"Again! Zap us again!" The squealed happily.

"More paintballs!" Daria shouted. "I love paintball!"

"Oh no they love it!" Jean groaned. "Now what do we do?"

"Hey are you gonna zap us or not!" Daria shouted.

"Yeah bring on the paintballs!" Quinn shouted.

"Get the lead out!" Brittany shouted.

"NO!" Both Scott and Jean shouted.

"So much for using the Danger Room as punishment," Scott grumbled.

"Yeah we forgot that these girls are psychotic!" Jean groaned.

"If you wanna punish us Scott could give us a spanking," Daria grinned.

"YEAH!" The other two chirped. "A SPANKING! A SPANKING!"

"And then we'll give him one!" Daria shouted.

"YEAH!" The other two said.

"Oh no you don't!" Jean snapped. "Don't even think about it you little perverts!"

"Let's get him!" They shouted running out of the Danger Room.

"Oh no!" Scott gulped as he took off.

"Run Scott, run!" Jean shouted as the Triplets chased after him. Then she noticed that they were leaving globs of orange paint all over the place. "Oh great! So much for that plan!"

She ran down the hall where Scott was currently locking a door. "I got 'em trapped in here!" He said. "That should hold them for a while!"

"Uh Scott," Jean tugged at his shoulder. "They do have their transporter watches on, remember?"

"Huh?" Scott turned around and saw the Triplets had materialized behind them. "Oh boy…"

"Tackle time!" The girls jumped on the two of them.

"NOO!" Jean wailed.

"Girls you're getting paint all over my uniform!" Scott shouted.

By the time they pulled themselves away from the Triplets and sent them upstairs to clean up they were covered in orange paint. "Good thing this is the washable kind," Scott sighed. "It cleans out in water."

"My clothes are still ruined!" Jean pouted.

"Look at the bright side, you can go shopping to replace them," Althea smirked as she and Todd entered the room.

"WHAT KEPT YOU?" Jean shouted.

"Okay so what did they do?" Althea asked.

"What didn't they do?" Scott groaned.

"Give me the rundown," Althea said. "And I'm guessing they tried to blackmail you as well huh?"

"How did you know that?" Scott asked.

"We found this on our e-mail," Todd showed him some pictures. "They really love those digital cameras don't they?"

"Those little creeps!" Jean wailed. "They knocked us unconscious and did this to us!"

"Don't worry they only sent copies to us Misfits," Althea waved. "I think."

"Oh that makes me feel so much better," Scott grumbled.

"Don't worry," Althea grinned. "I'll tell you what, I'll send you guys some pictures of my own. Let's just say I'm going to have a lot more free time this month due to my sisters doing all of my chores."

"Not to mention all the stuff the Blind Master will put 'em through," Todd snickered.

"Oh I'd love to see that," Jean grinned. "Especially after all they did."

"So I see," Althea pointed to all the crayon scribbling on the walls.

"Oh no!" Jean groaned. "They got out again?"

"Yup," Todd picked up the two hiding behind the couch. "Tricky little devils ain't they?"

"Tricky is not the word for it," Scott grumbled. "They had a ball."

"Yeah we had lots of fun!" Daria said as they tromped downstairs with their things.

"Hey we had a great weekend too," Todd grinned.

"Where are the others?" Jean asked.

"Well the other Misfits are back on base and the X-Men should be here pretty soon," Althea said.

"Yeah we wanted to get here before the lynch mob," Todd muttered under his breath.

"What?" Jean asked.

"I said you guys did a pretty good job," Todd told her. "Considering…"

"Oh before I forget, tell Mr. McCoy we loved his television performance," Althea told him.

"What are you talking about?" Jean asked.

"You mean you didn't watch the TV last night?" Todd asked. "It was great…you see…"

"Never mind!" Althea elbowed him in the side. "I'm sure the Professor will tell them all about it. Okay you little maniacs, let's move 'em out!"

"MOVE 'EM OUT! AWK!" Polly flapped around.

"You too bird!" Todd commanded. "How much did he drink?"

"Enough to cause a small riot," Scott grumbled.

"Althea I gotta ask you something. How do you do it?" Jean asked. "How do you keep your sanity? I gotta know!"

"Easy," Althea shrugged. "I pass 'em off to suckers like you whenever I can."

Well this fic is finished but the madness continues in 'Adventures in Camping'! What happens with the rest of the X-Men and the Misfits when they go off to the woods? And what's this about Beast making a television performance? Find out in 'Adventures in Camping' online now!