Chapter Eleven

Crimson Crush

Meanwhile Scott had taken refuge in the garage and was employing himself with repairing Ruby's latest damage to his black Cadillac.

Unknown to him, a young girl had slipped into the garage behind him and now observing his every action with utmost interest.

While he was under the hood he decided to go ahead and change the oil, and, in so doing, he managed to smear grease down the front of his tight fitting white tee shirt. He pulled it off without thinking twice and went to set his tools down.

"Hi Scott," called a voice from nowhere. After he had jumped and felt as though he were under attack, he deduced that it must have been Carmen.

"Hi Carmen," he replied not turning from his work.

"Scott catch me," she yelled.

"No," he said.

"Yes," she insisted.

"I don't want to."

"Why?"

"I'm busy." He continued whipping clean his chrome-plated ratchet.

"Blow me up!"

"I just don't go around blowing people up," he said.

"Why not? I don't mind."

"I do."

"That's too bad," she sighed wrapping her arms around him.

"Get off," he said. "Stop that."

"Catch me!"

"Carmen."

"Yes?"

"Let go of my butt."

"Do I have to?"

"Yes!"

"Umm. . . no."

"Let go!"

"Blow me up first!"

"I'm not blowing you up!"

"Then I'm not letting go."

"Let go of my butt!"

"Why?"

"So you won't have detention this weekend."

"I've already got detention. Besides, I *want* detention with you."

"Professor Xavier's doing detention this time. Something about developing your powers."

Just then Cameron walked into the garage. "Scott," she called softly. Okay, so it was usually Mr. Summers, but when you're watching a guy sweat in a muscle shirt with grease stains down the front, things like 'Mr. Summers' just don't seem right. She saw him screaming at nothing and decided to watch. She, however could only here Scott's end of the conversation.

"Now," he demanded. "Release my ass at once!"

"Only if you get me out of detention."

"Fine! Anything," he yelled. "Off!"

"Okay."

Scott's hands suddenly flew to his crotch

"Ow. Not better! Worse! That isn't very lady like."

"Actually I think it is."

"LET GO!"

"Scott," Cameron interceded. "Is this a bad time?"

"Oh no," he began with a forced smile. "Everything's just fine. Ow, don't go *there.*"

"Well Fallon and I were going to take a walk after her session with Professor X. is over, do you want to come?"

"No thanks," he answered. "I've got a lot of work to finish. You girls go on ahead. Stop, *stop.*"

"Are you alright," Cameron asked.

"Oh yea," he said. "Just peachy." Cameron shrugged and went to leave.

"That's it," Scott said as soon as he knew she was gone. "I'm frying you." A beam of red light sent a streak of destruction across the garage. "Damn, that's the second time this week I'll have to fix that." That's when Carmen's small, sly voice chimed in.

"Missed me."

A/N: My friend's (A.k.a Carmen [yes this IS some version of a Mary Sue]) version of this scene was much longer and ended with a really bad Scott to Logan scene were Logan gives Scott love advice after Scott makes Carmen cry. My other friends and I ruled that out immediately, because the quote unquote, real, Logan/Wolverine, would just laugh at Scott saying something like: "It's kind of weird not feeling a hand on your ass all the time."

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