Chaotic Boredom: Very possible… ::imagines Xavier institute the site of a Bar Mitzvah Party:: HELL YA!!!!!  There's your 200 review chapter people! The Bar Mitzvah Party!

AN: I know the last one was boring, but it was meant to lead us into this

Chapter 50: Road trip anyone? Off we go to Northbrook!

It was two days into the summer break, and already the X-Men were bored, as the multiple holes in the various rooms of the institute, mostly caused by minor skirmishes, were mute testimonies to.

However, the Professor had finally figured out all the details of the road trip.  While there was no rhyme or reason to the order, that didn't matter, since the X-Jet and Velocity could both fly around the world in about 5 hours, tops.

I would like EVERYONE to meet me in the rec room, immediately. Said the Professor telepathically.

Ten minutes later, everyone had gathered in the rec room.

"X-Men, I noticed that many of you have been thinking of your various homes recently, therefore… I have decided that, to expand your horizons, and save the structural integrity of the Institute, we'll be going on a 'Road Trip' of sorts to all of your home towns."

Tabby spoke up. "Professor, I would appreciate it if we would not pay my family a visit. I don't want to run into my father back there."

He nodded, completely understanding her sentiments. "Very well.  You'll find that your clothes have already been packed. We'll be leaving in an hour."

One hour later, the X-Men Gold boarded the X-Jet as X-Men Blue boarded the Velocity.  The two vehicles took off, and they made their way to Northbrook.

Halfway there, at a request from the Professor, the two vehicles hovered.

"Time for a little bit of a drill…"

Everyone Groaned.

"CHINESE FIREDRILL!" Shouted the Professor, as the hatches of the X-Jet and Velocity opened, and the students began to whoop and holler.

Jean grabbed Scott's hand as she lifted them out, pulled a few figure eights, and landed them back in the X-Jet.

Evan gave his aunt a heart attack by driving his skateboard off the top of the X-Jet into a hatch of the Velocity.  He was surprised when Sarah duplicated the feat.

"You ain't the only skater around here, bony."

Lorna floated herself out of the Velocity, and to Xavier's surprise, lifted him into it, placing herself in his place.

Roberto flew towards the X-Jet, as Betsy flipped herself over to it with a bit of a telekinetic boost.  Amara looked over at the Jet, only to be highly surprised when Kyle grabbed her from Sam's back, and pulled her with him.

Seeing most of her teammates leaving her behind, Rahne transformed, jumped off the balancing wing of the Velocity, pushing off of Kyle's head with her back feet, landing on Roberto's back, and landed on the stairs.

Kurt grinned; bamf'd out onto the skin of the jet, and bamfed over to the Velocity with Kitty, Amanda, and Lance.

Todd jumped to the Velocity, landing inside the hatch easily.

Bobby ice slided himself and Jubilee over to the other vehicle

In the end, the distribution of students was thus.

X-Jet: Amara, Kyle, Bobby, Jubilee, Roberto, Rahne, Sam, Betsy, Fred, Mrs. Sefton, Storm, Lorna, Alex, Scott, Jean, Remy, Rogue

Velocity: Kurt, Lance, Kitty, Amanda, Professor Xavier, Wolverine, Beast, Todd, Wanda, St. John, Tabby, Piotr, Evan, Sarah, Jamie, Illyanna

At that point, the two vehicles continued on their way to Northbrook.

About half a mile outside of town, the two vehicles descended, and the X-Men headed over to where they would be staying, a local motel.

"A motel?" Asked Kurt.

"Like, what did you expect? My parent's house isn't quiet, like, big enough to hold all of us Kurt."

Lance smirked at Kurt as he grabbed his girlfriend lightly around the shoulders and said, "You know, if I remember right, they don't get out of school around here for another week, right?"

Kitty nodded.

"And their cheerleaders still practice even now, right?"

"Why, you going to go peek?"

"At Rah-Rah and her bitch-squad? Never, get nightmares.  But I figured, since we've got the pranking masters here…"

Kitty laughed, as she caught onto her boyfriend's meaning.

Two hours later, Rah-Rah was coming in from practice early, wondering who all the strange, if hot looking, guys who had been outside were.  As Rah-Rah put her bra on, she shrieked.

"THAT'S FUCKING COLD!!"

"That's what you get for picking on people."

Turning around, Rah-Rah found she was staring at Kitty Pryde.  She watched as the girl lazily pushed herself off the wall. Her eyes, well practiced from watching guys and potential cheerleaders, detected a subtle difference to her movements. When Pryde had left Northbrook, she had moved in a rough, unpolished manner, and had had an air of self-depredation to her. Now she held her shoulders and back straight, her head high, and bore an air of confidence that couldn't be falsified.  And she moved almost like water, flowing and easy, almost like she was dancing more than walking.

"Muttie scum."

"Figahs a bitch lahke ya would be a mutant hater." Came a southern twang from her right.  Spinning, she saw another one of the mutants from the Sentinel battle, the one with the white stripes in her hair.  Her make-up caught Riley's attention however, and, examining it closer, she bust out laughing.

"GOTHS! Is this what you've been reduced to, Pryde, hanging out with Goths."

A fist came out of nowhere, stopping just in front of her nose.

"Insult my friends anymore, luv, and I'll have to hurt you."

Turning, she examined the lady who had spoken. Her features screamed Asian, even though her accent was British.  Her hair was dyed a purple shade (AN: A la Risty) and fell to her waist.

"I could defrost the bra for you." Came another voice.

Turning, she saw another girl, this one with a Mediterranean look to her.

"How do I know you didn't do this? You muttie freak."

"Because her boyfriend did it." She said, motioning towards another, slightly younger girl, who also appeared Asain.

"Who's her boyfriend, the local nerd? Oh, wait, that's Pryde's.  And how'd he get into the locker room?"

"No she's not dating Arcade. And he didn't come in here, we don't trust him that much.  She brought them to him."

"Who's Pryde dating, or is she so pitiful that the guys won't even look at her?"

"Nope, you might remember her boyfriend from when she was here.  She's dating Lance."

"Lance. Lance Alvers?! You mean Sexy, rebel boy Lance Alvers, that Lance?"

Kitty shot a grin that would have scared Logan. "Yep."

Riley stared at her. "YOU LITTLE SKANK!! HOW'D YOU MANAGE TO CONVINCE HIM, PRYDE, LET HIM IN YOUR PANTS???"

The earth began to shake ominously, even as Amara slugged Rah-Rah Riley in the cheek.  She fell back on the bench, facing the door.  The other X-girls stared at the princess.

"Kyle's given me a few lessons."

"And Ah'll wager he did more thahn give ya'll lessons."

Amara blushed. "And what about you and Remy's supposedly secret sparing matches? Good thing you had a piece of silk, cause, last time I checked, you didn't spar with your tongue."

For the first time that any X-man had ever been privy to, Rogue blushed.

About this point in time, Lance bust through the door, Kyle trying desperately to hold him back.  Lance stopped short when he saw that Rah-Rah had no shirt or bra on.

"GET OUT OF HERE NOW!! LANCE ALVERS, BEFORE I FRY YOUR ASS!!" Yelled Amara, as she and the other X-girls brought their powers to bear.

Kyle shook his head, and said, "I really don't want to know what I walked in on, do I?"

Amara shook her head. "Not in the slightest."

"Okay then."

Kyle headed out the door, and, as Lance began to follow, he threw a remark over his shoulder.

"Rah-Rah, put your bra on, that was an image I never wanted to see in my life, give me nightmares."

"OUT" said Tabby, as she pushed him out the door.

Rah-Rah had come out of her shock, and was now highly confused. Remy, Kyle, sparing, lessons, this all made no sense, and who was that guy who had been trying to hold Lance back.

"Who the hell are Kyle and Remy?"

Kitty grinned, and, as Rah-Rah watched, she noticed that all of the girls had the same poise and fluidity of movement she had observed in Kitty.  Whatever these girls did, they sure did it well, and it put them in great shape. She could tell that even through their generally slightly loose clothes.

"Remember the guy who was holding back Lance?"

"Heck yeah! What a hottie! Reowr!"

"That's Kyle…"

Her eyes turned fearful as she turned to gauge the reaction of the other girl.  Amara's face was a simple smirk.

"He hates people who try to flirt with him.  Makes him kind of sick. That, and he's blind."

"He'd have to be, to date you."

SMACK!

Rah-Rah held her cheek, as she looked at Kitty.

"Don't you ever say that about another one of my friends again, Rah-Rah.  You can keep your bra like that. And, by the way, you won't be the only one who suffers."

Jean lifted up the rest of the squad's bra's, to reveal that some of them were slimed, others frozen, and some were even slimed then frozen.  One of them even bore a child's skin.

"YOU SKINED AN INNOCENT CHILD!" Screamed Rah-Rah.

Paige giggled, and, as Rah-Rah watched, she pulled off her old skin.

This was too much, as the cheerleader passed out after watching the display.

"You can come down now, Kurt."

BAMF-BAMF.

"Vas! It vasn't me!"

He watched as the girls glared at him, and he began steadily backing away, especially at the look in Amanda's eyes.  He suddenly remembered that most of these girls were far more powerful than he was.

"Vell, I'll just be going now, ja?"

BAMF!

"Don't bother Amanda, we all live in the same house."

"What do we do with Rah-Rah?"

"I've got an idea."

Rah-Rah woke several hours later on top of the school, her cheerleading undergarments slimed to the windows.

(AN: All who don't want to see Mr. Pryde and Lance go toe-to-toe, leave now! ::No one leaves:: Let's get ready to RUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMBLLLLLLLLLLLEEEEE)

Lance stood looking at the portal to hell itself… or, more accurately, the Pryde's front door.

"Like, come on Lance. They're not, like, going to shoot you or anything."

Lance rolled his eyes. "Last time I saw them, Kitty, I tried to drop a roof on their heads. Something tells me they're not going to be too thrilled to see me."

Kitty giggled, knocked on the door, and leaned back against her boyfriend. "They just don't know you like I do."

The door opened at that precise moment to reveal Mr. Pryde.  As he took in the situation, he realized that the boy who was holding his daughter was the same one who had tried to kill them!

"Get your hands off of her, you filthy cretin."

Lance let Kitty go, although she didn't even step away from him.

"Daddy. This is my boyfriend."

That was the straw that broke the camel's back.

"I FORBID IT!! I'LL TAKE YOU OUT OF THE INSTITUTE BEFORE I'LL LET YOU DATE THIS THING!!!!"

Lance snorted. "That'd be really smart. The kids here hate her, and the adults aren't much different. You really want to put her into that kind of situation."

"BETTER THAN WHAT YOU'LL DO TO HER! YOU'LL PROBABLY GET HER HOOKED ON DRUGS OR SOMETHING!"

That did it.  Lance's eyes began to tear as he glared at Mr. Pryde. Not even bothering to speak anymore, he turned away, and began to run.

Kitty watched him leave.  She made to follow him, when Mr. Pryde's hand grabbed her.

"Not happening young lady! I'm taking you out of that institute, like I should have done when it got blown up!"

Kitty looked at him for a second, then, to his surprise, her arm phased straight through his. Running off the porch, she headed to the one place Lance was known to go to when he was upset.

Arriving at Mr. Schommer's, she saw Lance by the table that he used to frequent.  Heading over, she slid into a chair.

"Hey." She said, as she put a hand on his shoulder.

His head jerked up, and he looked at Kitty.

"I thought your father."

"My father is, like, so stuck on trying to look like a normal family that he, like, totally forgets what's important some times.  If it weren't for, like, my mom, I would have gone totally psycho years ago."

Lance smiled, the tears still in his eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Lance's smile vanished. "My mother was a drug addict.  That's why I was put in foster care."

Kitty gasped slightly, but, being well accustomed to hearing shocking family details, considering the X-Men's generally twisted family trees, that she knew what to do.  She simply put her arm around him and let him cry."

"Like, HI!" came a dreadfully familiar voice from behind them.

Turning around slowly, they saw their worst fear.

Sandy.

The two of them traded nervous looks, and then left Mr. Schommer's.

Mr. Pryde followed the X-Men to their vehicles later that day.

"Professor! I want to talk to you!"

"Yes, Mr. Pryde?"

"I want to know why your letting my daughter date that hooligan!"

The Professor looked over at Lance.

"It is not my place to interfere, Mr. Pryde. And besides, Lance and Kitty seem to be quite genuine."

"I want my daughter out of your institute!"

Lance and Kitty heard the statement, as did every other X-Man.  Cyclops was the one who spoke.

"Mr. Pryde, you can take Kitty out…"

As everyone began to protest, Cyclops continued.

"IF you can get her."

Mr. Pryde realized what he meant by that, he had to catch her before she got to the jet.

"Alright kid, I'll play your game, I win, she's out, she win's, she stays in the institute."

The other X-Men cleared out of the way, and Kitty ran towards the Jet.  Mr. Pryde followed her, and his hand wrapped around her arm. To his surprise, he grabbed nothing but air.

Kitty reached the jet, and turned to her father.

"I'm sorry Daddy. But I'm totally not leaving the institute.  They, like need me there, we've, like, totally got things we've got to do, to make sure that, like, future mutants don't have to, like, suffer like we do."

Mr. Pryde stared at his daughter for a long moment, and nodded.

"I'm sorry as well, Kitty.  I forgot in my anger that you do have bigger things to worry about now and again.  And I forgot that there are those who depend on you. Just don't let him do anything stupid, okay?"

Lance laughed. "Mr. Pryde, no one could do anything to Kitty that she didn't let them do."

He remembered her walking through his hand… "That's true."

With that, the X-Men boarded the jets, and left for their next destination.