"Well, we didn't destroy the place... I suppose that's progress..." Lance said as they made their way back to the limo. Todd began singing, just little off key. "Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling," he sang, his voice ever so slightly slurred. "From glen to glen, and down the mountain side..."

Tabby came up next to him and looped an arm around his shoulders, joining in. "'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide. But come ye back when summer's in the meadow..."

Lance sighed and stuck his hands in his pockets. "Then again maybe not..."

"Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow," Tabitha and Todd continued loudly. 'Tis I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow."

"Are either of them even Irish?" Fred asked rhetorically.

"Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so." Tabitha was a little off key and slurred herself.

"Okay," Rogue said, a bit irritated with the singing. "Who is up for puttin' these two out for the ride home?" The three sober Brotherhood boys and Remy raised their hands.

"Won't that be a little dangerous though? Absorbing them?" Fred asked.

She shrugged. "It's either that or cause bodily harm. An' Ah really don't wanna explain any bruises or bumps."

The maitre de gave Todd and Tabitha a dirty look as they passed by, still singing. Remy smiled and flipped him off.

Rogue pulled off both her gloves as they reached the door. Remy caught her wrists... "I wouldn' do dat if I were you, chere."

"Why not?"

"Well, first o' all, I don' t'ink y' wan' dat song stuck in y' head de rest o' de day, and anyway, dere's no guarantee that YOU won' start singing it."

"That's a price Ah'm willin' ta pay." Her hand struggled against Remy's.

"I'd listen to him," Pietro said, leaning against the wall outside. "It would just sound even more fucked up to hear that song with a southern accent."

"Fine. Ah give anyone permission ta knock me out if Ah start singin'." Tabitha and Todd started another verse, even louder than before. "PLEASE, jus' let me take 'em out." Her hands fought against Remy's, but she still had them lingering just so close to Todd's face.

"Chere, we CAN'T knock y' out, remember?"

She screamed at an ear-piercing decibel. A few New Yorkers on the street turned to stare. "God damn invulnerability! Ah knew Ah'd hate it eventually." She pulled free of Remy and stood directly in front of Tabitha and Todd. She slapped them across the face. "Shut.the.hell.up!" Then she stomped off to the limo.

Remy blinked. Pietro's mouth hung open. Tabitha raised her hand to her swelling cheek. "Ow..." Todd managed to say quietly.

All of the Brotherhood looked at Remy. "Quoi?"

"I think I speak for all of us... there's no way I'm going in there first," Lance said, pointing shakily at the open limo door.

"You're her boyfriend! You go!" Pietro was quick to volunteer Remy.

"No way!"

"Do the words 'sacrificial goat' mean anything to you?" Lance asked him, nodding to Fred. The larger boy grabbed Remy by the back of his trench and tossed him in.

"Ow!" Remy cried out as he smoothed down his clothes, throwing a glare out the door. Then, feeling the piercing eyes of Rogue boring into him, he looked up and smiled sheepishly. "Hey, chere. How y' feelin'?"

She only glowered at him harder.

'Not a good sign...' he thought to himself. "What's wrong?"

Her nose wrinkled up. "Ah slapped them with mah bare hand. The song's in mah fuckin' head anyway."

"I see... usually I'd ask y' t' drink an' make it better, but I'm not feelin' it t'day, are y'?"

"Not in the least," she replied simply. She glanced towards the door. "Any reason why they haven't come in yet?"

"Scared of y', as always."

Her lips curled into the faintest of smirks. "Gotcha." She leaned back more in her seat. "C'mere." He looked at her quizzically as he climbed towards the back of the limo. "Ah figure we can let them freeze a li'l bit. Are you up foh fake sex or foh me kickin' yoah ass?"

"Y' have t' ask?" he grinned.

The others outside were watching for any signs of life inside the limo.

"Think she killed him?" Fred wondered aloud.

"Nah," Lance replied, eyes not leaving the limo. "She likes him to much. Besides, no one else would put up with her." There were a series of clicks as the limo's locks all engaged at once. "Then again, I could be wrong..."

Tabitha blinked and stopped singing. "Somehow I don't think that's good..." The limo began to rock back and forth. "And I was right."

"What are they DOING?" Todd had also stopped singing to join the discussion.

A faint "Ooohhh... Remy..." drifted out of the van.

"Oh.My.God." Peitro's eyes were nearly bugging out of his skull. "Theycan'tpossiblybedoingwhatIthinkthey'redoing.Nonono.Theycan'tbe.It'snothumanlypossible!"

"They aren't human, yo."

"Shutup!"

"I am curious though..." Tabitha murmured, leaning towards the car.

"Eww, yo!" Todd said, his nose wrinkled in disgust. "You're peepin'!"

"No, I'm not! I wanna know how they're doing it with her powers, duh."

"Still," Lance said with his arms across his chest, equally disturbed by Tabitha's actions. "You don't peep. This is freakin' Rogue! She's like a sister to us!"

"I only lived with her for how long? Get off it, will ya?"

Suddenly, the rocking stopped. A squeak could be heard, and a sound that could only be described as a muffled moan. A bit more rocking occurred as the door opened, Remy's head popping out. His hair was beyond disheveled.

"Hey, guys. I got her t' calm down. It's safe t' come in now."

"I'm thinking 'safe' is relative," Lance eyed the limo dubiously.

"Well, as long as she's calm," Todd hopped toward the sleek black vehicle.

"I have two words for you, Toad: bodily fluids," Tabitha told him.

"Eek!" He hopped backwards at a speed they didn't even know he was capable of.

"Did someone press rewind?"

"No, Freddy," Lance sighed and grabbed the hastily retreating mutant by the back of his shirt.

"You can't make me go in there!" Todd cried as he attempted to scramble away from Lance.

Pietro peeked up front. "Hey, seems like the driver's M.I.A. Let's say we pile up here?"

Fred pouted. "What about me?"

Pietro shrugged. "Take one for the team, buddy."

"You know, it isn't my fault that this happened to be my mutation," he ranted as Pietro and Tabitha crawled up front. Lance threw Todd in there in hopes it would make him shut up as he was still rambling on about stickiness. It did as soon as he collided with Tabitha.

Remy's head was still lingering at the door. "Fred, c'mere for a sec."

Awkwardly, Fred stepped over to him. "What?"

"Jus' get in de car. Y' know as well as I do dat me an' Rogue didn' do anyt'in'."

"I do?"

Remy patiently held in a sigh. These guys were so gullible, especially Fred with his limited intelligence. "Oui, y' do." He put a finger up to his lips. "Our li'l secret, hein?" Fred nodded dumbly and followed Remy into the limo.

Up in the front, Tabitha leaned close to Pietro who tried to lean away, except there was no room. "I have something to tell you. It's a secret."

Pietro eyed her as one would eye a venomous snake curled up on one's bed. "Alright..." She whispered something the others, even crammed in close together as they were, couldn't quite catch. "OHGODTHEIMAGES!!!MAKETHEMSTOP!!!OHTHEMUTANTITY!!!"

"He said titty." Toad began to giggle... and didn't stop.

Lance looked skyward. "Why me, God? What did I do that was so wrong? No one deserves this."

In the back, Fred chuckled. He could hear Pietro ranting and raving and Todd's incessant giggles even through the supposedly soundproof glass. "Those dumb bastards," he laughed.

"See," Rogue smiled, sipping a soda she acquired from the mini-bar. "Isn't this much better? Ah mean, we're not tryin' ta turn you against them, but they did shove ya back here with us."

"There's that. Then there's the fact that I can pound the crap out of all of them without even breaking a sweat."

Rogue grinned. "Ah love havin' that fear factor against them. It works so damn well." She side glanced towards Remy. "Doesn't it?"

He nodded, gulping. "More effective den y' t'ink, chere."

"Oh, Ah know precisely how effective it is," she said, her smile turning saccharine sweet.

"Yeah... I just got really uncomfortable in here," Fred muttered, looking towards the glass. Todd was still giggling.

TBC...