A/N:  Thanks for the reviews. You all are awesome. Okay, this chapter is a little crazier than usual. I have NOTHING against Xavier. I'm not one of those "anti-Xavier" believers who run around bashing the poor crippled bald man for no reason…BUT he's not himself in this chapter; he's a little…kooky. There's a reason for that; you'll find out later. Oh, and there's a little Roberto/Amara in this chap. I don't support that pairing or anything; it's just for comedy. ::snickers::

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Chapter 4 – Liar liar pants on fire

4:00PM~

Kurt and Kitty had finished greeting everybody. They were now in the study sitting on the sofa next to each other across from the Professor, who was in his electric wheelchair.

The bald man glared at Kurt and Kitty with a stern expression as he folded his hands together on his lap. "You both realize what you've done, correct?"

Kitty opened her mouth, about to speak, but Kurt wouldn't let her. "It was all my fault, Professor. I talked Kitty into putting the afro on Logan…I didn't think he would get so angry. It was just a harmless joke…"

Charles nodded. "Yes, I understand."

"Please don't punish Kitty." Kurt begged with pleading yellow eyes.

The Prof chuckled. "Punish you? Why, I wouldn't dream of it! You know the last time I've laughed that hard was back when…well, it doesn't matter. I just called you two here to congratulate you on a job well done."

Kurt and Kitty turned their heads to face each other with confused expressions on their heart-shaped faces.

Xavier spoke again, causing the two to focus their attention back on him. "Don't worry. I've erased Logan's memory, so he doesn't remember the afro. You two have made me proud—my best students, yet." The Prof grinned at them psychotically before he wheeled himself out of the room. |1|

Kitty and Kurt found themselves staring at each other again. Kitty's eyebrows shot up. "I can't believe what just happened…"

Kurt flashed an adorably suggestive grin. "I think he must have been doing a little partying with the others in Hawaii or something…messed up his mind."

Kitty laughed. "That's a scary thought."

At that moment, Roberto-the-flirt-o and Amara-the-snob walked into the room. "Aw, man!" Roberto moaned, "We were going to use the sofa…"

"Ohh! Well excuse us, then. We'll leave you to your make-out session in private." Kitty winked at them in a taunting manner as she stood up.

Amara elbowed Roberto with full force. "Idiot." The stuck-up snob muttered, "You have to mindlessly tell the whole world what we're doing?!"

Roberto sighed, "So-orry. Don't have a cow, babe." After that, Roberto and Amara started arguing back and forth for no apparent reason. While the two hot-heads continued their arguement; Kurt grabbed two blown up whoopee cushions from under the sofa and placed them under some of the sofa pillows. He also took some itching powder from under the sofa and poured it over the cushions. |2|

Kitty had blocked Roberto and Amara's view of Kurt; she turned around to face him and saw what he was doing. When he finished, he stood up—casually—and grinned hugely at Kitty, who was in grin mode also. Then she turned around to face the two who were arguing.

"You guys hush-up, already. We're leaving. Oh, but before we go…you guys didn't happen to see the Prof partying over in Hawaii, did you?" Kitty interrupted Rob and Amara's heated, pointless argument.

Both dark-skinned mutants halted the verbal abuse to each other and stared at Kurt and Kitty. Amara grinned (phony as always), "Oh…well I suppose he had a few drinks. But Hawaii was great. The best vacation I've had in my entire life. It's a pity that you two low-lives couldn't come."

Roberto nodded. "Yeah, man. That was one wickedly awesome trip. You guys missed out. It was non-stop partying and the place was jam-packed with hotties. Like me and Amara, here."

"Yes. Roberto and I are the hottest hotties of them all. Literally." Amara said, while she arrogantly flipped her hair over her shoulder.

At that remark, Kitty suppressed a laugh and Kurt rolled his bright eyes in disgust. When Kitty composed herself, she made a mock-pout. "You guys don't have to rub it in. That's so mean."

"I'll bet you two had a blast with Hank and Logan, huh?" Roberto snickered.

Kurt frowned. "Actually…we did. It was nice not having you two vain, snobbish--"

"Kurt." Kitty spoke his name through gritted teeth, "Let's leave them to their privacy."

"Oh! Riiight." Kurt winked at Kitty and they walked out of the room together.

When the coast was clear, Roberto walked behind Amara. "I'm sorry for--"

"It's okay, sweetie. Let's get down to business, shall we?"

In response, Roberto threw kisses all over the back of her neck. As they continued this…Kurt and Kitty were just outside the door.

"Kurt, come on. We've got to see this." Kitty grabbed Kurt's arm and phased him through a wall; they ended up inside the dark closet in the study. The closet had slits that ran down horizontally all through the door, so that they could see into the room…though the closet space was limited to the point that their bodies were pressed up against each other—not that either of them minded…

In the room, Amara had removed Roberto's shirt and discarded it carelessly on the floor. Little did they know, the security cameras were recording the whole thing…

"Let's make this hot." Roberto used the sun's energy (from the windows) and fired up. Amara made herself turn black and red—her magma form and then Roberto aggressively pushed her onto the sofa (both were literally on fire). |3|

…The whoopee cushions didn't go off.

Kitty faced Kurt with a perplexed glance. "You put them in the right place, right? How come--"

"Shh…be patient." Kurt grinned at Kitty before returning his gaze to the "hot" couple. Kitty returned her attention to the scene also…then…it happened.

As Amara flipped Roberto over, he crushed the pillows and the whoopee cushions went off one at a time. They were so loud. One could probably hear it from three rooms away.

Both mutants returned to human form. The look on Amara's face was…frightening enough to kill a little girl. She was fully on top of the half-naked Roberto in her belly shirt…in shock.

"Oops. My bad. Sorry babe." Roberto apologized, thinking that he did it…

Kurt and Kitty were desperately clinging onto each other in the small closet; Kitty buried her face in Kurt's chest to muffle her laughter. Kurt was holding onto her—practically in tears, from laughing so hard.

Suddenly, Roberto twitched. His muscular body convulsed. "What the--" He flipped Amara over and scratched himself like mad. Soon after, Amara pushed him off her and imitated him in panic. At this point, they were both on the floor as they scratched themselves badly. And that's how Hank and Ororo found them when they walked into the room, looking surprised at the children's behavior.

The adults saw most of the scenario through the security cameras…

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To Be Continued…

|1| - Psycho Prof – In Hawaii, he must have gotten heavily intoxicated, or something. Like Kurt said, it messed him up a little. But there's more to it than that, like I said, you'll find out later. o.O

|2| - Those items just happened to be under the sofa, ready for emergency use such as this. Yeah.

|3| - I know what you're thinking. If they were on fire, they would have burned up the sofa. Well, they were on fire, and the sofa is inflammable. Yes…it's one of Xavier's psychotic inventions. (Lol, I'm having WAY too much fun with this…)

There seem to be a lot of Kingdom Hearts fans in the audience—that is an awesome game, isn't it? Does anyone know when the sequel is coming out? I'll have to look into it…

Next chap: K & K make more mischief of course, because that's what this fic is all about. ;) Oh, and are the chapters too short? That's just my writing style, I do about 1,500 words per chapter, and I update much faster than most people do on this site. If you'd like the chapters to be longer, I can do that; the updates would be slower though, because it would take me longer to write. So tell me what you'd prefer. I'll try to update before next Friday.