Old Disclaimer: (If you've already read the other chapters, please ignore this.) I don't own any of the girls that starred in the X-men film and sadly, none of the guys. :( Then again, I'd never hold any hottie against their will.......cough*I'm a liar*cough
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"I know who did this!" yelled Rogue.
"I do too, but my problem right now is I don't have a costume," said Psych.
"Wait, you mean you're not gonna worry about getting her back?"
"I will, when I find a costume. Or maybe---- I just won't go."
"No! You have to go, it was your idea. That's like throwing a birthday party and everyone shows up but you," stated Rogue.
"Yeah, but I can't go get a costume now." Tamara sat down on her bed staring at the black fabric.
Rogue paced in front of Psych for a few minutes then walked over to her closet. She pulled out a short, white dress and heels to match, "Here wear this, you can go as an angel."
Psych was somewhat taken aback, "Oh thank you!" she examined the dress, "Why do you have this thing anyway?"
"School formal."
"What? You mean ya'll actually have dances and stuff?"
"On special occasions, yes," said Rogue.
"Hmm, shows some skin too."
"That's why I never wear it. Anyways, you need to get dressed, the party starts in 30 minutes."
A few minutes later, Tamara was wearing the dress that, surprisingly, fit perfectly. Rogue was already fully dressed in her Wonder Woman outfit when Psych asked, "Wait, If I'm an angel then wouldn't I need wings?"
Rogue thought about this for a while as she was hanging up some metal hangers. She looked at these hangers then at Tamara, "I have an idea."
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Ten minutes later, Psych walked across the hall and knocked on the door. Bobby, dressed as Superman, answered. "Bobby, I need you to do me a huge favor."
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Bobby, Rogue, and Tamara made their way downstairs just as the adults were leaving. They said bye to the little kids then walked into the game room. As soon as they stepped in there it didn't feel like a school anymore. Fairies and clowns were dancing to the music blaring out of the huge speakers, Cross dressers and Krispy Kreme's employees were playing fooseball, pool, etc, and the room was lit enough so that everyone could see, but also dim enough for glow sticks to show.
"We're late," said Tamara.
"Think of it as fashionably late," said Rogue, then she and Bobby went off somewhere.
Tamara got the strange feeling that people were staring at her, she wondered if her costume looked stupid, considering she'd thrown it together in 45 minutes. Her question was soon answered because as she walked through the party, compliments were given to her such as, "That's a great costume, real original, and where'd you get those awesome metallic wings?"
This eased her insecurity, so she got comfortable and started dancing around. They all had a great time for about two hours then her dance partner, Lance, told her that she was dripping. Time was up, she had to find Bobby.
She searched all through the crowd and found him and Pyro, dressed as a pirate, playing DDR (Dance, Dance Revolution). She broke Iceman's concentration from the screen, "Bobby, I need you to refreeze my wings." He stepped off the podium and Pyro made sure he heard that he'd lost because he had forfeited.
They broke away from the crowd and within two minutes, her wings were perfectly solid again. "Thanks," then she walked into the kitchen, where cookies, candy, chips, subs, and punch were. "I could use some punch after all that dancing," she thought.
Psych was about to grab the scooper when a hand purposely reached for it and grabbed it first. "Oops, sorry were you wanting some punch?" it was Samari, dressed as a devil. "Yes, now hurry up," remarked Psych. Samari looked at the punch then said, Nah, and dropped the scooper, causing red splashes to barely miss Tamara's white dress.
Snickering, Samari walked off, but not before Psych stepped on her tail, ripping it off of her costume and exposing her Hello Kitty underwear. A roar of laughter was heard as Samari screamed and ran upstairs covering her butt with her hands.
Now very happy, Psych walked back onto the dance floor and continued jamming. The adults and kids came home around 10:00 and Jean decided it'd be fine to let their party go on till midnight, as long as they didn't disrupt the sleeping kids. Everything continued as it was until everyone stopped dancing and started crowding around the middle of the room. Tamara broke through and was absolutely horrified at the site.
A girl was attached to a spin wheel and a guy standing about five feet in front of her was holding two butcher knives. "Oh my gosh," she thought, "they're gonna throw knives at her. And what if someone gets hurt? It'll be my fault because I suggested the party." Just then the girl on the spin wheel started talking, "Josh are you sure you're good at this?"
"You wouldn't be up there if I wasn't. Trust me," said the guy holding the knives.
"Okay," she agreed, then someone spun the wheel, the guy took aim, and threw, slicing her right hand clean off.
Tamara screamed but stopped as soon as she saw that the girls hand was growing back. In about ten seconds, her hand had completely grown back and the boy's left leg went missing.
The boy was angry, "Give me my leg back, Holly!"
"Why should I? That knife hurt like hell you asshole."
"It's not like you hand didn't grow back anyways!"
Holly stood over him, "Well it's not like your leg won't return in about 20 minutes." then she walked off.
After this incident everyone started to go back upstairs, bringing the party to an end. Tamara helped clean up everything and let her wings go ahead and melt. About an hour later, she went upstairs to get in bed. When she walked into her dorm she noticed Rogue wasn't there. "Must be with Bobby, " she thought.
Trying to sleep was pure hell. She twisted and turned every which way hoping to get comfortable enough to sleep and without having someone there to talk to, she was bored out of her mind. Finally deciding to get up, she looked up at the clock, 2:28. "Well, maybe I'll go watch some TV, that always makes me tired," she thought.
She crept downstairs quietly and sat down next to kid who never sleeps. After about five minutes of an Inuyasha DVD, she decided that she was hungry. Tamara grabbed a bowl of cherries out of the refrigerator. She sat back down and after thirty minutes was wishing someone could come downstairs and break the eerie silence. She got her wish because the sound of two footsteps were heard coming down the stairs.
Tamara looked up and saw that it was Pyro in his pajamas. Not even noticing her, he disappeared into the kitchen. She let out her breath, glad that he wasn't going to watch TV. A second after that. He resurfaced with a bowl of what looked like hot cheetos in his hand. He sat down right next to her and she rolled her eyes, "Maybe I'll go back upstairs and attempt to sleep," she thought.
Her thought was broken when, eating while saying this, he said, "Cool costume."
Surprised that the first thing out of his mouth wasn't an insult, she responded, "You too, Captain Hook."
"I wasn't Captain Hook, I was Long John Silver, there's a difference."
"Whatever," she said.
Another hour went by in silence, except for the squishing of cherries and crunching of cheetos, before she said, "Aww,"
Pyro asked, "What'd you said that for?"
"Oh come on," she said, "Everyone knows Inuyasha and Kagome should be together. Opposites attract."
He looked at her like she was crazy, "Psych, are you smoking crack? I'm surprised Inuyasha and Kikyo aren't madly in love again.
"Ew, give me one good reason Kikyo is good."
Pyro answered, "She cool and she kicks ass."
"Well what's wrong with Kagome?"
"She's too-----too- too much like you."
"Oh well that's real nice," then she threw a cherry at his head. He looked sorta shocked then put his bowl of cheetos down, reached for the M&M 's bowl on the table, picked up a handful and dumped it all over her. She retaliated by throwing more cherries at him. Every time she threw a cherry, he threw more M&M's at her. This eventually turned into a big M&M and cherry fight. They were both all messy with squished cherries and chocolate on them when the boy who never sleeps said, "You two shouldn't be so loud, they'll hear you."
Surprised that he even talked, they both sat down and went back to watching the dvd in silence.
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"I know who did this!" yelled Rogue.
"I do too, but my problem right now is I don't have a costume," said Psych.
"Wait, you mean you're not gonna worry about getting her back?"
"I will, when I find a costume. Or maybe---- I just won't go."
"No! You have to go, it was your idea. That's like throwing a birthday party and everyone shows up but you," stated Rogue.
"Yeah, but I can't go get a costume now." Tamara sat down on her bed staring at the black fabric.
Rogue paced in front of Psych for a few minutes then walked over to her closet. She pulled out a short, white dress and heels to match, "Here wear this, you can go as an angel."
Psych was somewhat taken aback, "Oh thank you!" she examined the dress, "Why do you have this thing anyway?"
"School formal."
"What? You mean ya'll actually have dances and stuff?"
"On special occasions, yes," said Rogue.
"Hmm, shows some skin too."
"That's why I never wear it. Anyways, you need to get dressed, the party starts in 30 minutes."
A few minutes later, Tamara was wearing the dress that, surprisingly, fit perfectly. Rogue was already fully dressed in her Wonder Woman outfit when Psych asked, "Wait, If I'm an angel then wouldn't I need wings?"
Rogue thought about this for a while as she was hanging up some metal hangers. She looked at these hangers then at Tamara, "I have an idea."
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Ten minutes later, Psych walked across the hall and knocked on the door. Bobby, dressed as Superman, answered. "Bobby, I need you to do me a huge favor."
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Bobby, Rogue, and Tamara made their way downstairs just as the adults were leaving. They said bye to the little kids then walked into the game room. As soon as they stepped in there it didn't feel like a school anymore. Fairies and clowns were dancing to the music blaring out of the huge speakers, Cross dressers and Krispy Kreme's employees were playing fooseball, pool, etc, and the room was lit enough so that everyone could see, but also dim enough for glow sticks to show.
"We're late," said Tamara.
"Think of it as fashionably late," said Rogue, then she and Bobby went off somewhere.
Tamara got the strange feeling that people were staring at her, she wondered if her costume looked stupid, considering she'd thrown it together in 45 minutes. Her question was soon answered because as she walked through the party, compliments were given to her such as, "That's a great costume, real original, and where'd you get those awesome metallic wings?"
This eased her insecurity, so she got comfortable and started dancing around. They all had a great time for about two hours then her dance partner, Lance, told her that she was dripping. Time was up, she had to find Bobby.
She searched all through the crowd and found him and Pyro, dressed as a pirate, playing DDR (Dance, Dance Revolution). She broke Iceman's concentration from the screen, "Bobby, I need you to refreeze my wings." He stepped off the podium and Pyro made sure he heard that he'd lost because he had forfeited.
They broke away from the crowd and within two minutes, her wings were perfectly solid again. "Thanks," then she walked into the kitchen, where cookies, candy, chips, subs, and punch were. "I could use some punch after all that dancing," she thought.
Psych was about to grab the scooper when a hand purposely reached for it and grabbed it first. "Oops, sorry were you wanting some punch?" it was Samari, dressed as a devil. "Yes, now hurry up," remarked Psych. Samari looked at the punch then said, Nah, and dropped the scooper, causing red splashes to barely miss Tamara's white dress.
Snickering, Samari walked off, but not before Psych stepped on her tail, ripping it off of her costume and exposing her Hello Kitty underwear. A roar of laughter was heard as Samari screamed and ran upstairs covering her butt with her hands.
Now very happy, Psych walked back onto the dance floor and continued jamming. The adults and kids came home around 10:00 and Jean decided it'd be fine to let their party go on till midnight, as long as they didn't disrupt the sleeping kids. Everything continued as it was until everyone stopped dancing and started crowding around the middle of the room. Tamara broke through and was absolutely horrified at the site.
A girl was attached to a spin wheel and a guy standing about five feet in front of her was holding two butcher knives. "Oh my gosh," she thought, "they're gonna throw knives at her. And what if someone gets hurt? It'll be my fault because I suggested the party." Just then the girl on the spin wheel started talking, "Josh are you sure you're good at this?"
"You wouldn't be up there if I wasn't. Trust me," said the guy holding the knives.
"Okay," she agreed, then someone spun the wheel, the guy took aim, and threw, slicing her right hand clean off.
Tamara screamed but stopped as soon as she saw that the girls hand was growing back. In about ten seconds, her hand had completely grown back and the boy's left leg went missing.
The boy was angry, "Give me my leg back, Holly!"
"Why should I? That knife hurt like hell you asshole."
"It's not like you hand didn't grow back anyways!"
Holly stood over him, "Well it's not like your leg won't return in about 20 minutes." then she walked off.
After this incident everyone started to go back upstairs, bringing the party to an end. Tamara helped clean up everything and let her wings go ahead and melt. About an hour later, she went upstairs to get in bed. When she walked into her dorm she noticed Rogue wasn't there. "Must be with Bobby, " she thought.
Trying to sleep was pure hell. She twisted and turned every which way hoping to get comfortable enough to sleep and without having someone there to talk to, she was bored out of her mind. Finally deciding to get up, she looked up at the clock, 2:28. "Well, maybe I'll go watch some TV, that always makes me tired," she thought.
She crept downstairs quietly and sat down next to kid who never sleeps. After about five minutes of an Inuyasha DVD, she decided that she was hungry. Tamara grabbed a bowl of cherries out of the refrigerator. She sat back down and after thirty minutes was wishing someone could come downstairs and break the eerie silence. She got her wish because the sound of two footsteps were heard coming down the stairs.
Tamara looked up and saw that it was Pyro in his pajamas. Not even noticing her, he disappeared into the kitchen. She let out her breath, glad that he wasn't going to watch TV. A second after that. He resurfaced with a bowl of what looked like hot cheetos in his hand. He sat down right next to her and she rolled her eyes, "Maybe I'll go back upstairs and attempt to sleep," she thought.
Her thought was broken when, eating while saying this, he said, "Cool costume."
Surprised that the first thing out of his mouth wasn't an insult, she responded, "You too, Captain Hook."
"I wasn't Captain Hook, I was Long John Silver, there's a difference."
"Whatever," she said.
Another hour went by in silence, except for the squishing of cherries and crunching of cheetos, before she said, "Aww,"
Pyro asked, "What'd you said that for?"
"Oh come on," she said, "Everyone knows Inuyasha and Kagome should be together. Opposites attract."
He looked at her like she was crazy, "Psych, are you smoking crack? I'm surprised Inuyasha and Kikyo aren't madly in love again.
"Ew, give me one good reason Kikyo is good."
Pyro answered, "She cool and she kicks ass."
"Well what's wrong with Kagome?"
"She's too-----too- too much like you."
"Oh well that's real nice," then she threw a cherry at his head. He looked sorta shocked then put his bowl of cheetos down, reached for the M&M 's bowl on the table, picked up a handful and dumped it all over her. She retaliated by throwing more cherries at him. Every time she threw a cherry, he threw more M&M's at her. This eventually turned into a big M&M and cherry fight. They were both all messy with squished cherries and chocolate on them when the boy who never sleeps said, "You two shouldn't be so loud, they'll hear you."
Surprised that he even talked, they both sat down and went back to watching the dvd in silence.
