Chapter Two

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"So how long do you think it will take for the boys to get here?" Rogue asked as she and the girls began unloading their car. Jean never got the chance to answer as a van came tearing around the corner and skidded to a halt beside them.

"Well look who's finally here. What did you guys, like, get lost or something?"

"Well if one-eye here hadn't been driving like-"

"What do you mean me?! You were the one driving!"

"Yeah, but you drove the first half and it's *your* fault that we were behind the girls in the first place!" Wolverine jabbed a finger into the Scott's chest.

"I do believe that you have work to do boys," Storm said breaking up the oncoming battle.

"Fine," Scott growled. "We'll split the work up. We'll get done faster that way." The girls walked away to explore and the rest of the guys gathered around Cyclops. "Warren and Sam, you can go and collect firewood. Bobby, unpack the rest of the stuff. Logan, you- Logan?"

"..."

"Damnit! Where the hell did Wolverine go?!" Everyone shrugged. "Never mind. Gambit and I will set up the tents." Nobody moved. "Well? Get moving people!"

Gambit and Cyclops went around the back to get one of the tents and spread it out over the ground a short distance away. Bobby came up behind them and watched for a moment.

"Your not going to put the tent there are you?"

"Oui." They continued putting up the tent.

"You can't put it there!"

"Why?"

"There are pine needles everywhere!"

"What?!"

"Let me find a good spot." Bobby walked around the campsite, inspecting the ground. "Nooo, that spot's too dirty!! That spot has a pebble on it!!"

"Bobby, shut up! We are putting the tent right here!"

"NO! You can't!" Bobby threw himself at Gambit's legs and latched on. "I won't let you!!"

"'Ey! Get off!!"

"NOOO!! You need to find a better spot!!"

"LET GO!!!"

"NOOOOO!!" Cyclops grabbed onto Bobby's legs and attempted to pull him off Gambit. "YOU HAVE TO LISTEN TO ME!! IT CAN"T GO TH-" *WHACK* Gambit's leg connected with Bobby's chin. "Owwwwwwwww..." Bobby sat back rubbing his chin. He glared at Gambit.

"Tol' y' t' let go."

"Go and unpack the rest of the things." Grumbling to himself Bobby did as he was told. "Let's get this damn thing up."

"Oui."

"..."

"..."

"Um, where are de tent poles?"
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"Can't believe they have *me*, Warren Worthington the third, collecting firewood. This is not a job for a man of my standing. Where are the slaves? Uh, I mean maids? This is just not right!"

"Now, Warren, Ah think that this was a great idea!"

"Yeah, you would, you damn redneck."

"What was that?"

"I said a bug bit my neck."

"Oh."

"Hey, there's lots of wood in these plants!"

"NO! Warren, don't touch them!!"

Warren turned towards Sam from where he was standing in a growth of plants, picking up pieces of wood. "Huh?"

"That's poison Ivy!" Warren looked at him blankly.

"It's what?" *scratchscratch* "What the...?" He looked down at his arms. "AHHHH! What's happening to me?!" *scratchscratchscratch* "Argh! It itches!"

"Ah told ya! It's poison Ivy! Come on, we have to get you to the lake."
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"Why isn't this thing going up right?!"

"We must be missin' somet'ing. Here, you stand in de middle and hold it up. I'll put de poles in."

"'Kay."

"Okay, now I'll just put de pole in like dis." *rrrrrrrriiiiiiiiipppppppp* "One down!"

"Um, I don't think it's supposed to make ripping noises."

"...I'm sure it'll look fine when we're done."

"If you say so."

*rrrrriiiiiiiiiippppppppppppp*

"That's two!"
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"Ahhhhh, it's soooo relaxing up here. Cyke actually had a pretty good idea," Rogue commented as she stretched across the bank next to a small lake.

"You can say that again. This is, like, so totally cool!"

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!GET IT OFF!!!"

"Get inta the lake and we'll try ta wash it off!"

The girls looked up to see Warren and Sam race towards the lake and Warren leap in. They walked over to where Warren was frantically splashing water onto himself.

"What happened to him?" Jean asked Sam.

"He got inta some poison Ivy."

"Oh dear. Come with me Warren, I may have something for that."

Warren looked up at her hopefully. "Really?"

"I always come prepared. Especially when I'm traveling with idiots like you," she mumbled under her breath. "Come on."
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"Dere! It's up!"

"Good job! Now lets do the other one!" Gambit and Cyclops stood back to admire their work. Rogue walked up behind them.

"What the heck did ya do to the tent?!"

"We set it up, of course!"

"It looks like a bear mauled it!"

"Y' know what? She's right! Damnit!" Gambit stalked forward to the tent, cursing.

"Uh, Gambit?"

"Y' stupid tent! Merde, why can' y' just give us a break!! Well, I'll show you!! I'M NOT FININSHED YET!!!" He grabbed hold of the tent and it flared a bright crimson before blinking out of existence save for a pile of ashes where it used to be. Rogue walked up behind him and patted his shoulder.

"Good work, sugah. I think me and the girls will be putting up our own tent."

"Come on. At least we still have our sleeping bags. We can sleep under the star, that's what real camping is anyway. We don't need some tent!"

"Whatever y' say, Cyke."

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"Alright, we finally got everything ready to go. Now all we need is a fire and to cook dinner," Cyclops said as he looked around triumphantly at the campsite. The girls tent was set up, the boys sleeping bags had been spread out on the ground, there was a pile of firewood and the food and dishes were all on the picnic table. Yep, everything was going good.

"I'll light the fire!"

"Uh, are you sure you want to, Bobby?"

"'Course I'm sure!"

"'Kay, well, go ahead then. Just don't burn anything down."

"Pfft, I know how to make a fire, Scott." Cyclops gulped but didn't say anything. Bobby glared at him briefly before gathering some wood and throwing it into the fire pit. He then sat down next to the pit and set to work lighting the fire. A few minutes later and Jubilee walked up beside him.

"What are you doing, Bobby?"

"Starting a fire."

"By rubbing two sticks together?"

"Yep. I seen it on tv."

"Oh." There was about ten minutes of silence. "I don't think it's gonna work."

"It will."

"Why don't you let me help?"

"No! I can do it!"

*sigh* "Well I'm hungry and I don't want to wait forever!" She raised her hand and let loose with a rather large paff.

*WHOOSH* *CRACKLE*

They both looked up at the now raging fire.

"I think ya overdid it, Jubes."

"Whoops."

"Oh God! It's coming for us! RUN!!!"

"Do not fear. I shall put it out!" Storm cried. There was a crack of thunder and then a veritable downpour over the fire. A few minutes and the rain was gone again. As was the fire. Completely.

"Ah great! Now I have to do it all over again!" Bobby hunkered down next to the fire pit and started rubbing two sticks together. Rogue walked up behind him and watched for a few minutes.

"Y'all are idiots! Let me do this." She went to a dry area and made a new fire pit. Putting in some dry sticks she quickly lit a fire using the matches they had brought along.

"Matches!! Why didn't I think of that?!"

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After having ate dinner they decided that it was getting late and all were tired out from the days excitement. It was time for bed and an early start the next morning.

"Ewwww. I can't sleep on the ground. It's dirty!"

"Bobby, just shut up and sleep."

"But what if a bug crawls on me?!"

"It won't kill you!"

"You don't know that!"

"If y' don' go t' sleep *I'll* kill y'!"

"Sheesh. Grouchy."

"SLEEP!!"

"Fine."

*BBBBBBBBBZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ*

"What's that buzzing noise?"

"Maybe it's Scott snoring?"

"I'm still awake!"

"Oh. What is it den?"

"I don't know. Do you think it's going to hurt us?"

"I don' t'ink-OW!" *SMACK* "What de-?"

"OW." *SMACK* "It's mosquitoes!"

*BBBBBBBBBBZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ*

"OW." *SMACK*

"OW." *SMACK*

"OW." *SMACK*

"Merde! Where de bug spray?" *SMACK*

"I think we *SMACK* forgot it!"

"Damnit, Cyke! How could you *SMACK* forget something so important?"

"I donno, I-"

"Dis is all your fault!! You and y' stupid ideas!!"

"Would you boys shut up and go to sleep?!"

"We're trying! Jean you didn't happen to bring any *SMACK* bug spray did you?"

"Go and look in the back seat of the car!"

Cyclops stumbled over to the car and after some searching and much cursing emerged with a bottle of mosquito spray.

"HAHA!! TAKE THIS DEMON BUGS!!!" He began spraying himself.

"HEY! Y' gonna use it all!" Remy leapt forward and wrestled the can away from Scott, using a good portion of it on himself. Sam and Warren also got their share before Bobby managed to get his hands on the can.

"HEY!" He shook the can and tried to spray it. Nothing happened. "You used it all!"

"Should've been faster then, Bobby." They all climbed back into their beds and tried to sleep.

"NOOOOOOO!! YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME!!!"

*BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ*

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" *SMACKSMACKSMACK* "I'M DYING!!!!" He ran to the car and wrenching the door open, leapt in. He slammed the door behind him and watched as thousands of mysquitoes swarmed around the windows. He whimpered to himself.

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2 hours later....

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Warren started awake when he heard a rustling in the bushes. He listened for a moment and then heard it again.

"Um, does anyone else hear that?" he whispered. "Anyone?"

"Shhhh. Yeah, I hear it to. What do ya think it is?" Sam said into the dark.

"Don' know. Could be a bear?"

"Oh God. What do we do?"

"Strength in numbers?" Sam suggested.

"Sounds good t' me." They all shifted their sleeping bags together and ended up in a huddle in the middle of the campsite.

"What about Scott?"

"Ah'm not going over there ta wake him up."

"Me neit'er." There was a few moments of silence as they huddled together for protection. Then a loud howl split the air.

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Cyclops jerked awake and looked around frantically. "Where are you guys?!"

"Shhhhhhhhh, were over here, Cyke."

"Quick! Get over here!"

Cyclops quickly scrambled over to them and huddled down as well.

"How could you just leave me alone like that?!"

"You were sleeping and we didn't want to go over there."

"Yeah, 's pretty dark over dere, homme." Another howl cut through the night. They clutched at each other in fear.
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Jubilee woke when she heard Cyclops' cry and jerked up when she heard the howl.

"Ah God! Wolvie's out there!" She quickly dressed and slipped silently out of the tent and passed the boys who failed to notice her in their fright. She made her way into the woods and began her search for Wolverine.