Meanwhile, back at the camp…
"TIME TO GET UP!!" Frutie called as he flipped the lights on. Everyone whined in unison. "Up and at 'em!"
"I don't feel so well…" complained Lance as he rolled over in his bed.
"Me too." Said Kitty.
"Me three!" Scott said.
"Me four!" came Kurt's voice from underneath the blankets.
"What seems to be the problem?" Fruitie asked.
"My stomach hurts." Scott said. Everyone else agreed.
"Must have been something you guys ate…" Fruitie thought.
Meanwhile, with the Carrots…
Everyone in the Carrots were suffering from a very similar ailment! Well, except for Pietro who seemed to be as fit as a fiddle.
"Come on, kiddies, time to wake up and go to breakfast!" said Tootie enthusiastically. "Today, we're having FRENCH TOAST!!"
"YAAAAAAAAAAY!!" cheered Pietro.
"How can you be so cheerful?!" demanded Wanda as she went to zap Pietro but she was just far too sick to do so.
"Well…I LOVE French toast!!" Pietro said happily.
"Remy, is this how you eat your toast in France?" Tootie said as she grabbed all of Remy's covers and whipped them off of him but he was curled up in the fetal position in the corner of his bed wearing his beloved Scooby-Doo pajamas that he clearly won back from St. John. "Oh…you don't look so good! Maybe you should just stay in bed!"
"Remy t'ink so too." Remy answered weakly as Tootie put the covers back on him. Then Tootie danced on over to Wanda.
"What about you, Wanda?!" Tootie asked. "You ready to go and meet the day?!"
It was lucky for Tootie that Wanda wasn't feeling well or else she would have most likely met her end just then.
"Leave me alone." Wanda said evilly.
"Are you not feeling well either?" Tootie said in a concerned tone. Then she looked up at the top bunk to see St. John completely under all of his covers. She pulled them aside so she could see his face. "How about you?"
"No…" he whined.
"Is EVERYONE not feeling well?" Tootie said.
"I'M FEELING FINE!!!" Pietro screamed.
"GOOD FOR YOU!!" Tootie screamed right back.
"SHUT UP!!!" yelled Wanda.
"Well, Pietro and I are going to go down to lunch." Tootie explained. "And when we come back, we'll try to figure out what's wrong with all of you!"
"YAY!!" cheered Pietro again as he bounded off the bed and landed on the ground. Then he ran over to his suitcase at the speed of light (literally) and found himself something to wear and put it on. "Can you help me buckle the overalls?" he asked Tootie.
"Of course!" Tootie said happily.
Wanda was looking over this with a look of disgust and mild confusion. "Oh, brother?" she said. "May I have a word with you?"
"Yup!" Pietro said as he hopped over to her. "What's up?"
"That was MY question!" Wanda said angrily.
"Whaddya mean?" Pietro said as he started playing with his overalls.
"Never mind." Wanda said, not feeling well enough to argue with Pietro.
"You ready to go?" Tootie said.
"YEAH!!" Pietro said excitedly as he and Tootie left the cabin.
Meanwhile, with the Birds…
"I can't believe Fruitie left us behind." Said Lance. "What are we…four?"
"I'm six." Scott corrected.
"Well he locked the door." Kitty said. "So that means that we can't get out and no one else can get in. Well…I could get out."
"Me too." Said Kurt.
"I could if I was feeling destructive." Said Scott.
"And I'd just follow along with one of you." Said Lance. "Or shake the world."
"Hey…I just noticed that I don't feel sick anymore." Said Kitty suddenly, standing up.
"You're right!" said Scott.
"That's strange…we all felt sick at the same time and now we all feel better at the same time too!" Kurt said.
"I wonder if the others are feeling the same way too?" wondered Kitty.
"Maybe it had something to do with that ray the professor shot at us." Said Lance since he had previously used that as an excuse to explain Pietro's stomach ache. Say…
"Since we're feeling better, let's go get some French toast." Said Scott.
"Yeah, I like French toast!" said Kitty.
"But what about my image inducer!" said Kurt. "It's defective!" Then he pounded on it a few times and it started working. "Oh…never mind! Let's hope it lasts…at least through breakfast!"
The four clothed themselves in the least childish things they could dig out of their bags and then grabbed onto Kitty and walked through the door to the outside world. After strolling down the path for a moment or two, they passed by the cabin labeled 'The Carrots'.
"Hey…I remember the others saying something about being named the Carrots." Said Scott.
"Maybe we should check on them!" said Kurt. "And see if THEY'RE sick too!"
"Do we really care?" asked Kitty. "They're all evil."
Just then, the door suddenly came flying off it's hinges and landed only inches away from the Birds.
"Lock the door on US, will they?" Wanda said, putting her hands on her hips as she and St. John stood at the doorway.
"You coming Remy?" St. John called back into the cabin. There was only the sound of a groan so St. John shrugged. "He's not coming."
"What are you guys doing?" asked Scott.
"Well, we all mysteriously woke up with terrible stomach aches excluding my stupid brother who was physically fine but mentally is suffering from very peculiar issues." Wanda explained.
"Oh." Said Scott.
"So now we're gonna go get ourselves some Freedom Toast!" St. John declared.
"What about Remy?" asked Lance because the word 'Freedom' reminded him of 'French' which reminded him of Remy.
"He's being a drama king." Said Wanda. "He's pretending to still be sick."
"Why would he pretend?" asked St. John.
"We all felt better at the same time." Wanda replied as if she was talking to a small child. Hehe.
"Say…Remy was shot by the gamma ray twice…" Lance said randomly.
"And?" Kurt said. "What's that got to do with anything?"
"He thinks our stomach aches have something to do with the ray." Kitty explained even though Kurt was there too. Kurt was just having a stupid head moment.
"It could…" Lance said hesitantly because he didn't want to look uncool.
"If it had something to do with the ray, why wasn't Pietro sick?" Scott asked.
"He WAS…yesterday." Lance answered.
"Obviously, it was unrelated." Said Scott.
They all stood there in silence.
"Can we go get some French toast now?" asked St. John.
"What are you kids doing out of the cabins?" came the voice of Fruitie as he came over the hill. "I thought I locked you in! And weren't you all sick?"
"We feel better." Said Kitty.
"Well, breakfast is over!" said Fruitie.
"First the campfire, now the French toast?!" St. John said dramatically as Tootie and Pietro came over the hill as well. "What will be next?!"
"Your guardians all called." Said Tootie. "They said they were on their way to pick you up."
"All right!" said Lance. "Maybe they realized that what they were doing was mean and cruel and decided to subject us to something else!"
"You're probably right." Kitty agreed. "I mean, this is a bit over the edge."
"While we're waiting for them to pick you up, why don't we have one big session of arts and crafts?" suggested Fruitie.
"YAY!!" cheered Pietro. Fruitie and Tootie were a little confused because they were only bombarded by one cheer, but they decided just to let that slide and take all the kids to the Arts and Crafts building.
