More Craziness Over the Damn Tapes!

Elizabeth opened the door to her and Logan's room. She looked in, and gasped, as she saw her husband sitting on the bed; his back to the headboard, his legs crossed at the ankles. He had a remote in his hand, pointed at the television in front of the bed. He looked at her, and grinned, "Babe, this is great!" He smiled.

             Elizabeth walked in, slamming the door behind her. "Logan! What do you think you're doing?!" She hissed.

            Logan threw his legs to the side, and rushed towards her. He quickly wrapped his arms around her waist, grinning down at her. She fought from her knees becoming weak. She then pushed him away from her, "Logan, that tape is a violation of my privacy! It doesn't bother you that it happened to have been recorded?" She snapped, glaring at him.

            Logan shrugged, "Hey, as long as I have this tape in my possession, I know I'll be the only one watchin' and enjoyin' the damn thing!" He smiled.

            Elizabeth placed her hands on her hips. "I don't believe this!" She sighed, "Logan, Ray snuck into the bathroom to record me in the shower! They downloaded the tapes into Cerebro!" She told him.

            Logan's brow narrowed with a sudden rage. "Why that little shit!" He growled.

            Elizabeth raised her eyebrow, "That tape still turning you on now?"

            Logan suddenly eased, as his brain began to tick with thought. "Hmm. Maybe we can beat them at their own little game, babe." He suggested.

            Elizabeth pushed her head back, as she looked at him with question, "What do you mean?"

*~*~*~*

            Rogue and Jean stood in front of Kurt's room door. Rogue removed the collar that suppressed her X Gene from around her neck. She dropped it onto the ground behind her, and kicked the door open, with the superhuman strength she had gained from an earlier episode in her life. She marched into the room, her fists clenched at her sides. Jean quickly brushed past her. They began digging through drawers, pulling them out of their slots, and dumping the contents onto the floor. Nothing but clothing. Rogue glanced at the closet, and rushed towards it, opening the door. She pulled out clothing on the floor, throwing it behind her head. She looked up towards the shelf above her, and brushed her hands along the shelves. She raised her eyebrow, as she felt a tape. She grabbed onto it, and pulled it from the shelf. She looked at Jean, "Is this it?" She asked, tossing the tape to her.

            Jean caught the tape, and looked for a label. "I don't know, it's blank."

            "Play it on the VCR." Rogue told her.

            Jean looked up at her with shock. "Hey, don't worry about it! Remember, if it is you and Scott, I've seen it before." Rogue quickly advised her.

            Jean shrugged, and turned on the television. She hurriedly shoved the tape into the VCR, pushing the play button. The fuzz on the screen flashed to a focus. The screen was black for a few moments. It finally focused on showing the danger room. "Okay, this is it." Jean said, quickly pushing the VCR stop button.

            She ejected the tape, and she walked out of the room. Rogue soon followed, leaving the mess behind.

*~*~*~*

            *BAMF*

            Kurt teleported into his room; his jaw dropped to the floor, as he saw the mess on the carpet. His drawers were all pulled out of the dresser slots, and dumped onto the floor. His closet door was opened, with a mess of clothing on the floor just outside of the open doorway. The TV was on. "Oh no!" He gasped.

            He rushed towards the closet, and ran his hand along the shelf. "The tape!" He gasped.

            He pushed his hand back further, and felt another object. He grabbed onto it, pulling it from the shelf. It was labeled; Jean and Scott's Rendezvous in the Danger Room. He brushed his hand along the shelf again for the missing videotape. Still, nothing. "Oh man!" He gasped.

            He then disappeared, with the tape in his hands.

*~*~*~*

            "Ahh! As always sexy, that was so all good!" Tabitha smiled, buttoning up her pants as she walked out of Brian's room.

            Brian followed, slipping a white tee shirt over his head. He smiled at her, "I know; all night, and all day! You wear me out, luv!" He grinned.

            He closed the door behind him, and the two looked around the empty hallways. They then jumped back against the wall behind them, as they heard Bobby screaming and running, as he turned the corner of the hallway. He ran towards them, his arms outstretched, "Save me!" He screamed.

            Kitty ran after him. "I swear, Bobby! I'm totally gonna kill you!" Kitty screamed, running after him.

            Brian grabbed onto Kitty, and hoisted her up into the air, "Whoa, Kit Kat. What's going on?" He asked.

            "She's gone nuts!" Bobby gasped.

            Kitty looked at Brian, "He videotaped me and Lance! Then the ice cube decides to download the video into Cerebro!" She hissed.

            Brian and Tabitha both glared at Bobby, "You did what, Bobby?" Tabitha gasped.

            "Hey, I-OW!" He screamed, as Tabitha stopped him by slapping him across the face.

            "You twit! That is so not cool!" Tabitha snapped.

            Bobby rubbed his cheek where Tabitha's hand had landed. Kitty phased through Brian's arm, and pounced on Bobby. She grabbed onto his hair, pulling onto it. "I'm gonna kill you Bobby! How could you do that to me?!" Kitty screamed.

            "Agh! Someone get her off of me!" Bobby screamed, trying to cover himself with his arms.

            Tabitha shook her head, and walked away. Brian grabbed onto Kitty, and pulled her up. "Kitty, go have a smoke or something. Let me talk with the popsicle." Brian told her, trying to ease her rage.

            Kitty squirmed out of his grip, "Just make sure you keep him outta my sight!" Kitty hissed, as she walked away.

            Bobby looked up at Brian. Brian sighed, shaking his head, "You really bluffed this time, didn't you?" Brian asked, with a slight smirk.

            Brian helped Bobby to his feet. "Look, I didn't mean anything wrong by doing that. We were just having fun, Brian. Honest! Besides, this wasn't my idea!" Bobby told him.

            Brian walked away from him, "Well, you have some apologizing to do, Bobby."

            Bobby immediately followed after him, "Brian, really. These girls are totally PMSing on me! Like I was the only one who did all the videotaping!"

            Brian stopped, and looked at him, "What do you mean, girls?"

            Bobby stopped, with a sudden look of fear on his face, "Well-" He stuttered, "I uh, well, Ray videotaped Betsy in the shower, Kurt set up a camera in Rogue's room, and I just videotaped Lance and Kitty. That's all!" He quickly said.

            "You all got away with videotaping them?" Brian gasped. He then sighed, placing his hand to his forehead, "Oh this is heavy!"

            "Hey, kid!" Logan called, as he turned the corner of the hallway.

            "Oh god! I've gotta run!" Bobby gasped running away from Logan.

            Logan ran after him, flying past Brian. "Whoa! Logan, wait! Don't kill him!" Brian gasped, running after them.