Baby Blues 2 - Revenge is Sweet
By Todd Fan
Disclaimer: "You know, I was going to let you become a part of my most erotic fantasies, but now you can just write it off".
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Whoot, so many reviews, once again, i appologise if it seems you are ignored, you really aren't, its just impossible to fit everyones requests in, in a single chapter.
HoneyBug - That is a very good question. Here is your answer.
Pyromaniac - What WILL the Seftons think? Whoahahahahaha!
Goldylokz - The babies are plotting, plotting, i say!
Abbie Soler Star - One Elmo on the way!
Bradleigh - You want Tabby? You got Tabby!
Ellen - Pietro as a bad role model...tee hee.
Desecendent - Now you KNOW i can't resist Kelly torture.
Dax - Oohhhh yeah, i love that movie, yup, you got it! And our Aussie imporonsting another Aussie? Oh, how well you can work my head.
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Chapter 5 - Impressionable young minds.
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Everything was quiet for what seemed like an eternity. Lance was getting nervous...very nervous. The children had all gone quiet, the fact that it was also pitch black didn't ease his nerves.
"Anyone?", he called out, "babies?, X-Geeks?...Pietro?".
He paused...he was calling for Pietro, he HAD to be scared. As long as he didn't stoop to asking Summer's for help...
"Over here", came Roberto's voice, "the kids, they have gone!".
"I've still got Amanda", said Kurt, "owww..honey, let go of my leg".
"I'm scawred Fuzzykins", said Amanda.
"What the hecks going on?!", Wanda's voice.
Suddenly, the lights flickered back on, showing all the 'carers' in the room....minus Pyro and every child but Amanda.
"This really isn't very good", said Storm, "and what's worse, Rogue had a little...accident".
"Bonjour", said Rogue, "Rogue wanna take a nap now, were'd Rogue's Beau go?".
"She touched Remy...didn't she?", said Pietro, blinking.
"Yes, he kissed her", said Storm, "i'm not sure where he is now".
"Can you tell me how to get, how to get to Seasame Street", the children's voices wafted through the mansion.
"It's coming from Cerebro!", said Sam, "why do a'h have a feeling of dread?".
The group dashed off to find the tots watching Seasme Street on the Cerebo screen. Well....some of them. Kelly was whimpering as he was being attacked by a tiny little robot, Forge giving an evil laugh from the controls. Piotr and Jamie glanced up from the TV.
"Bad people come to take away TV", said Piotr.
"Lets get them", said Jamie.
The two stood up and walked over to Freddy.
"Nice babies...good babies", said Fred, backing away.
"What are you so afraid of?!", snapped Pietro, "you have invunerable skin , you Ass-Clown".
Kitty giggled.
"Ass-Clown", she repeated.
The other infants laughed and started to say 'Ass-Clown' over and over again.
"Well done Pietro", said Scott, his voice dripping with sarcasm, "you've taught them a new word!".
"Ass-Clown!", said Amanda where she was still hugging tightly to Kurt.
"Assy-Assy-Ass-Clown", sang Duncan.
Suddenly, Elmo came on the TV. Kelly looked at the screen, then at Kurt.
"They made Elmo blue! Ass-Clowns!", he said, then squeaked as a foam bullet hit him in the eye.
"Take that, Ass-Clown!", said Forge with a manical laugh.
"Bad Forge, no robots!", said Storm, picking Forge up and moving the robot controls away with her foot.
"Awwwww", said Forge then smiled at her, "hello pretty lady".
Kurt suddenly gave a squeak of shock, he felt something wet hit his back. He turned to see Kitty holding a paint blush, complete with red paint.
"Hold still, Elmo", she said, "i'll get you the right colour again".
"Nooooooooooooooo!", screamed Kurt, "i'm blue!. I LIKE being blue!".
*BAMF*
He reapeared in the foyer, only to see Mr and Mrs Sefton walking up the driveway. They gave Kurt daggers, then noticed Amanda clinging to his leg.
"My daughter!", said Margali, "what have you done to her?!".
"Nothing, honest Mrs Sefton", said Kurt, oh God, why hadn't he just let himself be painted?.
"Why i ought to....", started Mr Sefton before a little cough made him pause.
Tabby leaned on the door, holding a tiny version of Mystique.
"Someone else has did it", she said, "not Kurt".
She blinked for a second before holding Mystique in the air.
"Mr and Mrs Sefton, meet Kurt's mom", she said, then chuckled, "what a way for the folks to meet, huh?".
"Put me down!", said Mystique, "me hate you all!".
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Meanwhile, back in the Cerebro Room, things had gotten slightly under control....slightly. Orono had managed to figure out how to shut off Seasme Street and get Cerebro working properly again...persuading Forge to fix what he had done. Forge had agreed, but only because she was a 'pretty lady'. Logan had been watching this with light amusement when he noticed something in the corner of his eye. It was a beer can. Just sitting on the desk. It was within arms reach. A can of beer!. The LAST can of beer! He glanced around, no one else ahd seen it. He could just reach over and.... As he did so, a green tounge shot out, grabbing the beer can.
"No alchyholl!", said Todd sternly, "it's bad for Mr Wolverine Man".
"Give me back my beer.....now", hissed Loagn through gritted teeth, "come on, give me the beer".
"No", said Todd, before tossing it out of the room.
Logan whimpered as he watched the beer can roll away down the hall.
"I'm coming baby!", he shouted, chasing after it, "don't go away, come back!".
As Logan left, Pyro staggered into the room, holding his head. There was a big iron-mark on his forehead.
"Ouch, that looks like it hurt", said Roberto.
"Nothing hurts me mate", said Pyro, looking up...his eyes were glazed over, "because i always come prepared for any emergency!".
Pietro stared at his team mate a little worriedly.
"Pyro?", he tried, "St John?....you in there?".
"Nope", said John, "i'm Steve Irwin, the crocodile hunter".
"O......kay", said Scott, backing away, "well...Steve, how about you help us round up the babies?".
"What babies?", asked 'Steve'.
Everyone glanced around, only to find most of the babies had wandered off. In fact, the only ones still left were Remy, who was speaking in broken French with Rogue and Duncan, who had his foot stuck under the robot.
"They've escaped..again", stated Lance.
"I hope we NEVER get jobs as babysiters", said Amara, "we just can't do it!".
"A'h can!", said Sam, "well...with normal babies anyway...we need to find them and round them up. If we feed them, they might sleep".
"THIS looks like a job for the Crocodile Hunter", said Pyro, holding a finger in the air, "follow me mates. But be very quiet, the young may become agressive if hungry and cornered".
With that, he crept off, with the air of someone who was doing something completely reckless, yet was in full control of the situtation. The others shrugged before following him, Roberto freeing Kelly and slinging him over his shoulder as he went past.
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Whoahahhaahhahahhahahaha! More evilness! Do keep those suggestions a'coming in. Until next time...
By Todd Fan
Disclaimer: "You know, I was going to let you become a part of my most erotic fantasies, but now you can just write it off".
****
Whoot, so many reviews, once again, i appologise if it seems you are ignored, you really aren't, its just impossible to fit everyones requests in, in a single chapter.
HoneyBug - That is a very good question. Here is your answer.
Pyromaniac - What WILL the Seftons think? Whoahahahahaha!
Goldylokz - The babies are plotting, plotting, i say!
Abbie Soler Star - One Elmo on the way!
Bradleigh - You want Tabby? You got Tabby!
Ellen - Pietro as a bad role model...tee hee.
Desecendent - Now you KNOW i can't resist Kelly torture.
Dax - Oohhhh yeah, i love that movie, yup, you got it! And our Aussie imporonsting another Aussie? Oh, how well you can work my head.
*****
Chapter 5 - Impressionable young minds.
****
Everything was quiet for what seemed like an eternity. Lance was getting nervous...very nervous. The children had all gone quiet, the fact that it was also pitch black didn't ease his nerves.
"Anyone?", he called out, "babies?, X-Geeks?...Pietro?".
He paused...he was calling for Pietro, he HAD to be scared. As long as he didn't stoop to asking Summer's for help...
"Over here", came Roberto's voice, "the kids, they have gone!".
"I've still got Amanda", said Kurt, "owww..honey, let go of my leg".
"I'm scawred Fuzzykins", said Amanda.
"What the hecks going on?!", Wanda's voice.
Suddenly, the lights flickered back on, showing all the 'carers' in the room....minus Pyro and every child but Amanda.
"This really isn't very good", said Storm, "and what's worse, Rogue had a little...accident".
"Bonjour", said Rogue, "Rogue wanna take a nap now, were'd Rogue's Beau go?".
"She touched Remy...didn't she?", said Pietro, blinking.
"Yes, he kissed her", said Storm, "i'm not sure where he is now".
"Can you tell me how to get, how to get to Seasame Street", the children's voices wafted through the mansion.
"It's coming from Cerebro!", said Sam, "why do a'h have a feeling of dread?".
The group dashed off to find the tots watching Seasme Street on the Cerebo screen. Well....some of them. Kelly was whimpering as he was being attacked by a tiny little robot, Forge giving an evil laugh from the controls. Piotr and Jamie glanced up from the TV.
"Bad people come to take away TV", said Piotr.
"Lets get them", said Jamie.
The two stood up and walked over to Freddy.
"Nice babies...good babies", said Fred, backing away.
"What are you so afraid of?!", snapped Pietro, "you have invunerable skin , you Ass-Clown".
Kitty giggled.
"Ass-Clown", she repeated.
The other infants laughed and started to say 'Ass-Clown' over and over again.
"Well done Pietro", said Scott, his voice dripping with sarcasm, "you've taught them a new word!".
"Ass-Clown!", said Amanda where she was still hugging tightly to Kurt.
"Assy-Assy-Ass-Clown", sang Duncan.
Suddenly, Elmo came on the TV. Kelly looked at the screen, then at Kurt.
"They made Elmo blue! Ass-Clowns!", he said, then squeaked as a foam bullet hit him in the eye.
"Take that, Ass-Clown!", said Forge with a manical laugh.
"Bad Forge, no robots!", said Storm, picking Forge up and moving the robot controls away with her foot.
"Awwwww", said Forge then smiled at her, "hello pretty lady".
Kurt suddenly gave a squeak of shock, he felt something wet hit his back. He turned to see Kitty holding a paint blush, complete with red paint.
"Hold still, Elmo", she said, "i'll get you the right colour again".
"Nooooooooooooooo!", screamed Kurt, "i'm blue!. I LIKE being blue!".
*BAMF*
He reapeared in the foyer, only to see Mr and Mrs Sefton walking up the driveway. They gave Kurt daggers, then noticed Amanda clinging to his leg.
"My daughter!", said Margali, "what have you done to her?!".
"Nothing, honest Mrs Sefton", said Kurt, oh God, why hadn't he just let himself be painted?.
"Why i ought to....", started Mr Sefton before a little cough made him pause.
Tabby leaned on the door, holding a tiny version of Mystique.
"Someone else has did it", she said, "not Kurt".
She blinked for a second before holding Mystique in the air.
"Mr and Mrs Sefton, meet Kurt's mom", she said, then chuckled, "what a way for the folks to meet, huh?".
"Put me down!", said Mystique, "me hate you all!".
****
Meanwhile, back in the Cerebro Room, things had gotten slightly under control....slightly. Orono had managed to figure out how to shut off Seasme Street and get Cerebro working properly again...persuading Forge to fix what he had done. Forge had agreed, but only because she was a 'pretty lady'. Logan had been watching this with light amusement when he noticed something in the corner of his eye. It was a beer can. Just sitting on the desk. It was within arms reach. A can of beer!. The LAST can of beer! He glanced around, no one else ahd seen it. He could just reach over and.... As he did so, a green tounge shot out, grabbing the beer can.
"No alchyholl!", said Todd sternly, "it's bad for Mr Wolverine Man".
"Give me back my beer.....now", hissed Loagn through gritted teeth, "come on, give me the beer".
"No", said Todd, before tossing it out of the room.
Logan whimpered as he watched the beer can roll away down the hall.
"I'm coming baby!", he shouted, chasing after it, "don't go away, come back!".
As Logan left, Pyro staggered into the room, holding his head. There was a big iron-mark on his forehead.
"Ouch, that looks like it hurt", said Roberto.
"Nothing hurts me mate", said Pyro, looking up...his eyes were glazed over, "because i always come prepared for any emergency!".
Pietro stared at his team mate a little worriedly.
"Pyro?", he tried, "St John?....you in there?".
"Nope", said John, "i'm Steve Irwin, the crocodile hunter".
"O......kay", said Scott, backing away, "well...Steve, how about you help us round up the babies?".
"What babies?", asked 'Steve'.
Everyone glanced around, only to find most of the babies had wandered off. In fact, the only ones still left were Remy, who was speaking in broken French with Rogue and Duncan, who had his foot stuck under the robot.
"They've escaped..again", stated Lance.
"I hope we NEVER get jobs as babysiters", said Amara, "we just can't do it!".
"A'h can!", said Sam, "well...with normal babies anyway...we need to find them and round them up. If we feed them, they might sleep".
"THIS looks like a job for the Crocodile Hunter", said Pyro, holding a finger in the air, "follow me mates. But be very quiet, the young may become agressive if hungry and cornered".
With that, he crept off, with the air of someone who was doing something completely reckless, yet was in full control of the situtation. The others shrugged before following him, Roberto freeing Kelly and slinging him over his shoulder as he went past.
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Whoahahhaahhahahhahahaha! More evilness! Do keep those suggestions a'coming in. Until next time...
