Chapter Nine: Caution: Flying potatoes

Disclaimer: I own nothing Marvel. So there. But Mouse, Starrie and Sunnie [at least, I think that's all in this chapter...] are all mine.

Thanks again to my dear reviewer, giveGodtheglory! It's nice to know that there's ONE person out there who doesn't hate my fics... Eh heh heh...

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The Xavier mansion was quite disturbed to be awakened at the hour of 2:37 am from what had been a very nice sleep. But nevertheless, the alarm had sounded, calling the X-men to the War Room.

"There is a disaster approaching." Xavier stated once all the X-men had gathers.

"What kind of disaster, Professor?" Scott asked from where he stood by a monitoring screen. "The computers show no sign of disturbance."

"You better not have woke us up for nothing, Chuck." Wolverine growled quietly. "Not all of us like waking up in the middle of the night."

"Mouse has been testing a new project." Xavier stated. The eyes of the X-men widened. Wolverine had forgotten about his lack of sleep, and became very serious.

"Last time she did that, we were wading in swamp muck for a month." He frowned.

"What are we to do?" Storm asked in a quiet, yet urgent voice.

"The answer is simple." Xavier was almost surprised to hear Anya's voice. He turned to see her standing behind him, though she had not been there a moment ago.

"As Wolverine had stated, not all of us like being awoken during the deep reaches of the night." She turned an eye to Wolverine. "Be thankful for your mild awakening."

There was an awkward silence, in which no one knew quite what to say. Most of the X-men were completely unaware that Anya had been staying with them, intensifying their surprise.

"What do you mean?" Jubilee asked in an almost groggy manner. Anya didn't even bother opening her mouth to answer, because Mouse burst in to the War Room a moment later. She quickly surveyed the scene, then began to warble.

"It's a success, a success!" Mouse spun in a circle, warbling in the joy that can only be found in new discoveries.

"What was a success, Miss Devinshire?" Beast asked calmly, feeling his stomach knot up at the thought of what it could be.

"I perfected my interdimensional teleporter!" Mouse grinned, obviously pleased with herself. Then, suddenly, she turned to Xavier, motioning for him to come closer. He leaned forward slightly, unwilling to come too close to the rhapsodic scientist.

"I tested it by teleporting lots of fun stuff around. People all around America are going to find that their socks have disappeared from the dryer! Won't that be lovely?" She whispered to him, then began to giggle. She danced around the room once more, before exiting the room with a flourish.

There was another long and awkward silence.

"Does she ever sleep?" Rouge asked, almost irritated.

"Not to my knowledge." Beast answered, rising from the chair he had been sitting in. "But we do. Come, let us return to our beds."

At that, the X-men began to file out of the room, mumbling things to each other. But as they left, Xavier noticed Anya was still standing behind him.

"Is there another matter you wish to bring to my attention?" He asked with a weary smile.

"I have decided." She said firmly. "I was momentarily confused, but I have decided what kind of woman I shall be from this day forth." She put her hands on his chair and leaned over, to stare him in the eye.

"We may yet meet on a battlefield, Charles Xavier. And it shall not be in my mind."

With that, she turned and disappeared in to the shadows. Xavier frowned, slowly realizing what Anya meant. Then he smiled, just a little bit.

"She's going back to her father."

And for a moment, he was glad for his friend.

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"S-E-A!"

"B-L-O-B!"

"A-L-E-R-T!"

"Enemy approaching!"

"Activate the potato launcher!"

"The potato peeler?"

"The potato LAUNCHER!!!!"

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It was nearly daybreak when Anya had been nearing Magneto's current fortress, which was located on an island, far out in the ocean. It was a very interesting fortress; at first glance, it could be mistaken for a barren crag of little value or importance. But if you were to inspect it a little closer, you could see that a person of very refined tastes lived here. Anya had been flying for a very long time to reach this place, though it was not precisely flying that she was doing. Rather, she was levitating her body with her telekinetic powers.

As she approached the island, something whizzed past her head. She turned quickly, surprised by this attack. For once in her lifetime, she had not been expecting any attacks. As she was turned, another projectile flew at her, though this one did not escape her attention. She caught it and brought it to a halt in her hands, curious to see what it was.

"A potato?" She asked, vexed by this. It appeared to be a very normal potato; there was nothing special about it at all. But in her confusion over this potato, she didn't sense another one coming.

It struck her head quite firmly, sending her consciousness spinning in to darkness, and her body plummeting to the sea.

Or rather, the Sea Blob.

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S-E-A B-L-O-B? Do you suppose that's some kind of battle alarm? So, are you enjoying this story? Of course, it's mostly for my pleasure anyways, but if you're enjoying it, please let me know! ^_^ \/