Round 4: Pietro and Jean

"Okay," Althea picked up a card with the word VACATION on it. "Pietro this is called when you don't do any work."

"A good day."

"No I mean when you take a break from work. Oh wait, I forgot you don't really do anything," Althea smirked. "Kind of hard for you to relate to this word."

"Ha ha…" Pietro looked at her. "Just keep the clues coming will ya?"

"Okay when you go someplace to have fun and get away from it all it's called…"

"Going to the X-Mansion to annoy the X-Men," Pietro grinned.

"You're about as funny as Apocalypse you know that?" Scott snapped.

"Who's Apocalypse?" Althea asked.

"He's this all powerful ancient mutant we tangled with a while back," Pietro explained. "Some threat. We haven't heard a word out of him since he disappeared into his stupid ship over a year ago. Of course if I were trapped in a tomb for a couple of thousand years I wouldn't get to work right away. I'd go off and see the sights, have some fun. Maybe take a little vacation."

DING! DING! DING!

"I need a vacation from this stupid game," Shipwreck grumbled. "If only to get away from that stupid bell!"

"Scott you and Jean want to go?" Xavier sighed.

"All right let's see what we have," Scott picked a card that said UP. "Okay this is a tough one. Opposite of down."

"Micro fibers," Jean said.

"Micro fibers?" Scott asked.

"Yeah you know that man made stuff they fill in jackets instead of goose feathers or some kind of animal down?" Jean said.

"Well at least we know Jean's not using her telepathy!" Pietro laughed.

"No, no I mean this," Scott raised his hand and pointed to the ceiling.

"The ceiling?"

"Hey no gestures!" Pietro shouted.

"I'm gonna give you a gesture in a minute Pietro!" Scott snapped as he waved his arms. "Think Jean think!"

"Arms!" Jean shouted exasperated.

"No!" Scott shouted. "Something and away!"

"Far and away!" Jean said. "Like I'd wish certain people would go!"

"It's a direction Jean!" Scott shouted.

"North!" Jean shouted.

"Close," Scott groaned. "Okay Blank North!"

"Oliver North?"

"No! No!" Scott shouted. "AAGGGHHH!"

"Well it's not my fault you aren't giving good clues!" Jean fumed.

"I am giving great clues!" Scott shouted. "You aren't paying attention! It's just like the other night when we were…." He stopped and paused.

"When you were what?" Pietro grinned.

"Nothing," Scott said a little too quickly. "It's not important."

"Oh really?" Lance raised an eyebrow. "Maybe we should be the judge of that."

"I know what happened," Tabitha grinned. "Scott wanted to try a new position."

"NOT LIKE THAT!" Scott shouted at all the cackling. "In the Danger Room!"

"Oooh! Kinky!" Pietro snickered.

"It's not like that you dirty minds!" Scott snapped. "We were trying some new battle simulations."

"That's one way of putting it," Tabitha grinned.

"I'm sure neither Scott nor Jean would do anything…inappropriate in the Danger Room," Xavier came to their defense.

"Shows what you know," Fred snickered.

"Trust me Professor that's one bet you'd lose," Remy snickered. He looked at Jean. "Right…Giselle?"

"HOW DID YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT?" Jean shouted.

"Let's just say Jean you should really learn to make sure the cameras aren't running when you and Scooter are playing around," Tabitha snickered.

"What?" Xavier blanched.

"No! Professor don't pay any attention to what they say!" Scott protested.

"Oh Scott will you just give it up!" Jean shouted. "The entire mansion obviously knows about it!"

"Hey Psyche!" Todd said. "She said the word!"

"Yeah I know," Psyche-Out took out a notepad. "Now would somebody describe to me exactly what happened in this fantasy?"

"Oh god…" Scott put his hands in his head. "I hate this game!"