Disclaimer: Chapter 1 holds the secret. (I no, I'm lazy and don't change
this part).
A/N: Okay kiddies, in case you haven't figured it out, what I do when
starting to type a new chapter is take the previous one, change the chapter
number and name, and delete everything but the author's notes and
disclaimer. Just telling you so you don't think I'm a complete idiot when
you see how much I repeat myself in these two sections. Thank you all again
for your replies!! E-mail with ideas and any other comments at
jupitergurl02@hotmail.com are STILL appreciated! (I haven't had anyone
respond to this yet. sobs)
Wow, we almost had a crisis on our hands. I went to go type up chapter 9 (yeah, this chapter) and I couldn't find the yellow floppy that I keep my stories on (can't have family or anyone else reading my unfinished work, now can I?) and it wasn't in the spot by the computer which has no dust because that's where it ALWAYS is. I freaked out. Here's what went through my mind; 'floppy, yellow floppy. Where is it? Need. now. Find. ****! Hit my elbow! Need floppy! WHERE!' it was at this point that my Nana walked in the room to inform me that she put the floppy in a small cubby hole. Saved. But it was close.
Okay, done with that useless story. Sorry, I love writing about my near- heart attack experiences. Well, I have another challenge for you all (not that anyone responded to the last one)! Okay, I need names of the lesser known mutants. Mostly I need last names, but I don't know even the first names of Rogue, Cannonball, Berserker, Colossus, or Sabertooth. Um, I guess that's it. Last names of everyone else would be appreciated if anyone knows them. Even just putting them in your REVIEWS would be good *hint hint* Okay, another pointless chapter having nothing to do with the storyline! Yay!
Chapter 9, Something Stinks
You're not going to give those back, are you?" asked Lisa as Angela dealt everyone out a hand for Go Fish. She grinned.
"Nuh uh! He can take 'em back if he really wants to!"
"You're horrible," said Lisa.
"No cards," said a grouchy Mrs. Straughn.
"Ve're vaiting for ze stuff to vork," said Kurt. There was a ringstand set up with boiling water and a test tube in the water. Inside the test tube was some white powder dissolved (or at least mostly dissolved) in water.
"And that makes playing cards okay?" said Lisa. Kurt blushed, handing Angela the cards.
"What do you think Remy wants for his anniversary?" Angela asked as she put the cards away.
"Anniversary?" asked Lisa, confused.
"Next week will be one month since he came," Angela explained.
"Oh," said Lisa.
"He probably vants his cards back," said Kurt.
"I know! I'll get him new ones!"
"What's wrong with those ones?" asked Lisa. Angela clutched the cards protectively to hr chest.
"Oh, I see," said Kurt, smiling wickedly.
"What?" asked Angela nervously.
"You like him, don't you?" inquired Lisa, smiling as well.
"Eep! no!" she protested.
"Yes you do," Lisa persisted.
"Ha ha!" Kurt laughed.
"Oh! You won't tell him, will you?" Angela whined.
"What'll ya give me?" asked Lisa, still smiling her all-too-evil smile.
"Lisa!" Kurt exclaimed in mock horror. "Ve cahn't just use our friend's feelings for our own personal gain! Zat vould be wrong," he said, shaking his head solemnly.
"Y-you guys? Uh0 maybe we should pay attention to the lab?" Angela suggested hopefully.
"Oh, you know we're just kidding," assured Lisa. Angela relaxed, smiling as well.
"Yeah, ve're not zat mean," said Kurt.
"Really? You guys are great!" said Angela happily.
"We know," said Lisa.
"Ve really should vork on ze lab," reminded Kurt.
"Yeah, what's supposed to happen again?" asked Lisa.
"Well," said Angela, rereading the lab sheet. "It should smell putrid, then good."
"Lovely," said Kurt.
"Who wants to be the ginea pig?" asked Lisa. She and Angela looked at Kurt.
"Oh, fine! You guyz gang up on me, zat's not fair," he complained. He waved his hand over the smoke coming from the water bath and quickly withdrew. "Yeach! Horrible!"
"Lemme smell," said Angela, using her hand to waft some of the smoke her way. "Ah! My nose!" she yelped, clapping her hands over the offending appendage.
"It can't be that bad," said Lisa. She was wrong.
"My eyes are watering through my goggles!" complained Angela, rubbing her nose.
"Mine, too," said Lisa. "My nose burns, that's not good, is it?"
"Maybe it just needs more time?" Angela suggested hopefully. It was the last lab of the school year and they couldn't afford to fail it.
"I'm not smelling it next time!" said Kurt.
"Meanie!" Angela accused.
"Hey, look," said Lisa, pointing to another group.
"What is it?" asked Angela. She looked and saw someone she remembered vaguely from the beginning of the school year. She said so and Lisa nodded, also remembering.
"His name's John, I think. I think he skips a lot or something, but he came in for the flame test lab," Lisa remembered aloud, smiling as she recalled his paper catching fire.
"Yeah, I remember that one," said Angela, smiling.
"Pyro," said Kurt. The girls looked at him in confusion.
"What?" asked Lisa.
"It's Pyro. He's back vith ze brozerhood..."
"Oh great, another friend of yours?" said Angela, suddenly angry. Lisa and Kurt looked at her in surprised. She blushed. "Sorry, Tom," [1] she said. Lisa nodded in understanding.
"Who's Tom?" asked Kurt. Lisa smiled.
"Nevermind," she said. Their test tube suddenly flared up and Angela, Kurt, and Lisa yelped.
"Mrs. Straughn!" Lisa called in alarm.
"I don't think this is right!" said Angela. Kurt pulled the test tube out of the water and yelped as the flames spread to his hands. He dropped the test tube holders and the test tube shattered on the lab table. The flaming liquid burned the table and some splashed to the floor. Luckily, the flames quickly burned out and didn't do too much damage. Unfortunately, a nearby group's test tube did the same.
"Everyone! Turn off your gas valves!" said Mrs. Straughn, panickedly. The class did and the flames subsided soon after.
"Cool!" said Angela. Kurt glared "Or not?" Kurt sighed, looking to Pyro. He brushed by him on the way out.
"Like zat vasn't your fault," he whispered, gaining him a fake innocent look from the blonde teen. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It had been another two days since the flame incident and there were only two more weeks left in the school year. Everyone had been busily preparing for exams and lunch was a welcomed break.
Kurt sat at the lunch table in the noisy commons, rubbing his hands together gently. His singed fur felt strange, but that wasn't what was bothering him. Angela and Lisa sat down across from him and smiled.
"Hey, Kurt, what's up?" asked Lisa.
"Hey guys," he said. He didn't smile back.
"Whatsa matter, mopey?" asked Angela.
"Vell, it's just veird... people haff been afoiding me lately. I mean more zan usual."
"Oh, they're probably just busy studying for exams," said Lisa pleasantly. Angela leaned across the table and her nose wrinkled.
"Eeyuck! Kurt, you stink!" she exclaimed.
"Angela!" Lisa glared disapprovingly at her. "How rude!" Mikey was walking toward them and went to sit down by Kurt. He stopped.
"Um, Kurt, you kinda smell, did you miss your shower today?" Mikey asked, trying to be as polite as possible to his blue friend.
"Ack! You guyz!" Kurt whined.
"Oh," said Lisa in realization, "it's probably from the lab!" Kurt sniffed his arm and yelped.
"Yuck! But I've showered since zen! Honest!"
"Wanna go ask Mrs. Straughn? I think this is her prep hour," said Angela. Kurt nodded and the small group went to the teacher's lounge.
"Hello, Mrs. Straughn," said Lisa.
"Hey guys, what's up?" asked the teacher, turning away from doing whatever teachers constantly do at the computers.
"Well, Kurt here has a problem," said Angela, pushing him forward.
"Hey!" he protested. His image inducer blushed. "Ugh, Mrs. Straughn, I smell bahd..."
"Oh, heh heh, yup. I knew I should have warned you guys. The esters lab makes you smell if the vapors get into your hair or clothes or anything," explained the knowledgeable chemistry teacher. "It doesn't really help to wash it, either, as I'm sure you've discovered. But it'll go away in a week or so."
"A veek!" exclaimed Kurt.
"Sorry," she added, turning back to the computer.
"Don't worry," said Mikey, leading them out. "It's not that noticeable, just don't get too close to anyone."
"Ugh! Can't I just go home? Zis is embarrassing!"
"Don't be silly, Kurt!" said Angela happily. "Besides, it's lunch time! Your favorite class!"
"Vell, I guess I could..." he started.
"Of course you can," said Lisa happily.
"Come on," coaxed Mikey, leading them out. They returned to the lunch table and Kurt couldn't help but notice how there was always at least one seat separating him from everyone else. He sighed dejectedly. Angela crept up behind him and sprayed him with perfume.
"Hey!" he yelled, standing quickly.
"I was just trying to help!" she whined, dropping the plastic bottle of strawberry scented body spray.
"Grr..." he growled. Angela eeped and hid behind Mikey.
"Oh, come on, it can't be any worse than how you already smell," said Mikey protectively, trying to prevent the imminent murder.
"You're horrible!" complained Kurt.
"Come on," said Lisa as the bell rang. Her next class was English, with Kurt. She grabbed his arm and drug him away, trying her best to ignore the rancid chemical smell mixed with that of the perfume.
"Bye-bye Lisa-kun," said Angela, waving. She was still crouched behind Mikey.
"Come on, Usagi-chan," said Mikey, dragging Angela to First Aid which was right next door to his math class. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Are ze people in your English class alvays zis evil?" asked Kurt as he turned disdainfully to Lisa. The people had been sniggering about him since he came through the door.
"Do all people in Germany avoid taking showers?" asked one jock. A bunch of preps around him laughed.
"Don't worry about them," said Lisa. "I have to deal with it every day. You get used to it," she explained.
"Zis is horrible," Kurt complained as more laughter erupted form somewhere in the room.
"I said you get used to it," said Lisa matter-of-factly, "I didn't say it wasn't as annoying as hell."
"Vonderful," Kurt said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
"What about the perfume?" someone said.
"Ugh!" Kurt groaned. "I knew it vould be vorse vith ze perfume!"
"Oh, relax. Don't worry so much," said Lisa. "In a week or so you'll smell normal and go back to being an unnoticed freak."
"Hey!" said Kurt, feeling hurt. "Zat vas mean!"
"I never said it was bad," explained Lisa. "What do you think I am considered now?" Kurt didn't have a response to this, but the bell gave him an excuse to not need to create one.
"Vell, off to Chemistry Lecture," said Kurt.
"Yup, I hear Mrs. Straughn has some information on the flaming test tubes incident."
"Gah! But ve know it vas Pyro's doing!"
"We do, yes," said Lisa, "But Mrs. Straughn doesn't." They went to Chemistry together and sat next to Fay. Kurt kept glancing uneasily from her to John. Angela ran in just as the warning bell rang, signaling that they only had one minute to get to class.
"Sorry guys!" she said, sitting by Lisa and Fay, thus separating Kurt from Fay.
"What is tail boy looking at?" Fay growled.
"Oh, behave you two!" said Lisa.
"Yeah, you gotta be friends even if you're enemies!" said Angela.
"Huh?" said Kurt.
"Why?" said Fay. "The brotherhood's much better."
"Because you're our friends," insisted Angela. "Friends shouldn't fight!"
"A good friend helps you up when you fall," said Fay, "A great friends laughs and trips you again," she concluded.
"She scared me," said Kurt.
"Hello Miss Fay!" a voice said suddenly from behind them.
"Eek!" she yelped. It was Pietro. "Go to class," she growled in annoyance.
"I'm never late," he said, "but it's so cute that you worry about me. And 'sides, I had to see you!" the bell rang. "Gotta go!" and he was gone.
"Hey guys, is there any room left at the mansion?" asked Fay. Everyone sweatdropped.
[1] TOM stands for Time of Month. It's a nice abbreviation when talking to friends about 'feminine issues.' Hehehe.
A/N: Okay, yeah, I know this is a useless filler and has nothing to do with... uh... what's that P word again? Oh yeah, plot (does this story even have one?), but I needed to add this because it actually happened in Lisa and My chemistry class. Actually, the flaming part was from another hour and I only smelled bad for about the rest of the day, but NEVER LET YOUR TEACHERS TALK YOU INTO DOING THE ESTERS LAB!!! EVER!!!
Wow, we almost had a crisis on our hands. I went to go type up chapter 9 (yeah, this chapter) and I couldn't find the yellow floppy that I keep my stories on (can't have family or anyone else reading my unfinished work, now can I?) and it wasn't in the spot by the computer which has no dust because that's where it ALWAYS is. I freaked out. Here's what went through my mind; 'floppy, yellow floppy. Where is it? Need. now. Find. ****! Hit my elbow! Need floppy! WHERE!' it was at this point that my Nana walked in the room to inform me that she put the floppy in a small cubby hole. Saved. But it was close.
Okay, done with that useless story. Sorry, I love writing about my near- heart attack experiences. Well, I have another challenge for you all (not that anyone responded to the last one)! Okay, I need names of the lesser known mutants. Mostly I need last names, but I don't know even the first names of Rogue, Cannonball, Berserker, Colossus, or Sabertooth. Um, I guess that's it. Last names of everyone else would be appreciated if anyone knows them. Even just putting them in your REVIEWS would be good *hint hint* Okay, another pointless chapter having nothing to do with the storyline! Yay!
Chapter 9, Something Stinks
You're not going to give those back, are you?" asked Lisa as Angela dealt everyone out a hand for Go Fish. She grinned.
"Nuh uh! He can take 'em back if he really wants to!"
"You're horrible," said Lisa.
"No cards," said a grouchy Mrs. Straughn.
"Ve're vaiting for ze stuff to vork," said Kurt. There was a ringstand set up with boiling water and a test tube in the water. Inside the test tube was some white powder dissolved (or at least mostly dissolved) in water.
"And that makes playing cards okay?" said Lisa. Kurt blushed, handing Angela the cards.
"What do you think Remy wants for his anniversary?" Angela asked as she put the cards away.
"Anniversary?" asked Lisa, confused.
"Next week will be one month since he came," Angela explained.
"Oh," said Lisa.
"He probably vants his cards back," said Kurt.
"I know! I'll get him new ones!"
"What's wrong with those ones?" asked Lisa. Angela clutched the cards protectively to hr chest.
"Oh, I see," said Kurt, smiling wickedly.
"What?" asked Angela nervously.
"You like him, don't you?" inquired Lisa, smiling as well.
"Eep! no!" she protested.
"Yes you do," Lisa persisted.
"Ha ha!" Kurt laughed.
"Oh! You won't tell him, will you?" Angela whined.
"What'll ya give me?" asked Lisa, still smiling her all-too-evil smile.
"Lisa!" Kurt exclaimed in mock horror. "Ve cahn't just use our friend's feelings for our own personal gain! Zat vould be wrong," he said, shaking his head solemnly.
"Y-you guys? Uh0 maybe we should pay attention to the lab?" Angela suggested hopefully.
"Oh, you know we're just kidding," assured Lisa. Angela relaxed, smiling as well.
"Yeah, ve're not zat mean," said Kurt.
"Really? You guys are great!" said Angela happily.
"We know," said Lisa.
"Ve really should vork on ze lab," reminded Kurt.
"Yeah, what's supposed to happen again?" asked Lisa.
"Well," said Angela, rereading the lab sheet. "It should smell putrid, then good."
"Lovely," said Kurt.
"Who wants to be the ginea pig?" asked Lisa. She and Angela looked at Kurt.
"Oh, fine! You guyz gang up on me, zat's not fair," he complained. He waved his hand over the smoke coming from the water bath and quickly withdrew. "Yeach! Horrible!"
"Lemme smell," said Angela, using her hand to waft some of the smoke her way. "Ah! My nose!" she yelped, clapping her hands over the offending appendage.
"It can't be that bad," said Lisa. She was wrong.
"My eyes are watering through my goggles!" complained Angela, rubbing her nose.
"Mine, too," said Lisa. "My nose burns, that's not good, is it?"
"Maybe it just needs more time?" Angela suggested hopefully. It was the last lab of the school year and they couldn't afford to fail it.
"I'm not smelling it next time!" said Kurt.
"Meanie!" Angela accused.
"Hey, look," said Lisa, pointing to another group.
"What is it?" asked Angela. She looked and saw someone she remembered vaguely from the beginning of the school year. She said so and Lisa nodded, also remembering.
"His name's John, I think. I think he skips a lot or something, but he came in for the flame test lab," Lisa remembered aloud, smiling as she recalled his paper catching fire.
"Yeah, I remember that one," said Angela, smiling.
"Pyro," said Kurt. The girls looked at him in confusion.
"What?" asked Lisa.
"It's Pyro. He's back vith ze brozerhood..."
"Oh great, another friend of yours?" said Angela, suddenly angry. Lisa and Kurt looked at her in surprised. She blushed. "Sorry, Tom," [1] she said. Lisa nodded in understanding.
"Who's Tom?" asked Kurt. Lisa smiled.
"Nevermind," she said. Their test tube suddenly flared up and Angela, Kurt, and Lisa yelped.
"Mrs. Straughn!" Lisa called in alarm.
"I don't think this is right!" said Angela. Kurt pulled the test tube out of the water and yelped as the flames spread to his hands. He dropped the test tube holders and the test tube shattered on the lab table. The flaming liquid burned the table and some splashed to the floor. Luckily, the flames quickly burned out and didn't do too much damage. Unfortunately, a nearby group's test tube did the same.
"Everyone! Turn off your gas valves!" said Mrs. Straughn, panickedly. The class did and the flames subsided soon after.
"Cool!" said Angela. Kurt glared "Or not?" Kurt sighed, looking to Pyro. He brushed by him on the way out.
"Like zat vasn't your fault," he whispered, gaining him a fake innocent look from the blonde teen. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It had been another two days since the flame incident and there were only two more weeks left in the school year. Everyone had been busily preparing for exams and lunch was a welcomed break.
Kurt sat at the lunch table in the noisy commons, rubbing his hands together gently. His singed fur felt strange, but that wasn't what was bothering him. Angela and Lisa sat down across from him and smiled.
"Hey, Kurt, what's up?" asked Lisa.
"Hey guys," he said. He didn't smile back.
"Whatsa matter, mopey?" asked Angela.
"Vell, it's just veird... people haff been afoiding me lately. I mean more zan usual."
"Oh, they're probably just busy studying for exams," said Lisa pleasantly. Angela leaned across the table and her nose wrinkled.
"Eeyuck! Kurt, you stink!" she exclaimed.
"Angela!" Lisa glared disapprovingly at her. "How rude!" Mikey was walking toward them and went to sit down by Kurt. He stopped.
"Um, Kurt, you kinda smell, did you miss your shower today?" Mikey asked, trying to be as polite as possible to his blue friend.
"Ack! You guyz!" Kurt whined.
"Oh," said Lisa in realization, "it's probably from the lab!" Kurt sniffed his arm and yelped.
"Yuck! But I've showered since zen! Honest!"
"Wanna go ask Mrs. Straughn? I think this is her prep hour," said Angela. Kurt nodded and the small group went to the teacher's lounge.
"Hello, Mrs. Straughn," said Lisa.
"Hey guys, what's up?" asked the teacher, turning away from doing whatever teachers constantly do at the computers.
"Well, Kurt here has a problem," said Angela, pushing him forward.
"Hey!" he protested. His image inducer blushed. "Ugh, Mrs. Straughn, I smell bahd..."
"Oh, heh heh, yup. I knew I should have warned you guys. The esters lab makes you smell if the vapors get into your hair or clothes or anything," explained the knowledgeable chemistry teacher. "It doesn't really help to wash it, either, as I'm sure you've discovered. But it'll go away in a week or so."
"A veek!" exclaimed Kurt.
"Sorry," she added, turning back to the computer.
"Don't worry," said Mikey, leading them out. "It's not that noticeable, just don't get too close to anyone."
"Ugh! Can't I just go home? Zis is embarrassing!"
"Don't be silly, Kurt!" said Angela happily. "Besides, it's lunch time! Your favorite class!"
"Vell, I guess I could..." he started.
"Of course you can," said Lisa happily.
"Come on," coaxed Mikey, leading them out. They returned to the lunch table and Kurt couldn't help but notice how there was always at least one seat separating him from everyone else. He sighed dejectedly. Angela crept up behind him and sprayed him with perfume.
"Hey!" he yelled, standing quickly.
"I was just trying to help!" she whined, dropping the plastic bottle of strawberry scented body spray.
"Grr..." he growled. Angela eeped and hid behind Mikey.
"Oh, come on, it can't be any worse than how you already smell," said Mikey protectively, trying to prevent the imminent murder.
"You're horrible!" complained Kurt.
"Come on," said Lisa as the bell rang. Her next class was English, with Kurt. She grabbed his arm and drug him away, trying her best to ignore the rancid chemical smell mixed with that of the perfume.
"Bye-bye Lisa-kun," said Angela, waving. She was still crouched behind Mikey.
"Come on, Usagi-chan," said Mikey, dragging Angela to First Aid which was right next door to his math class. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Are ze people in your English class alvays zis evil?" asked Kurt as he turned disdainfully to Lisa. The people had been sniggering about him since he came through the door.
"Do all people in Germany avoid taking showers?" asked one jock. A bunch of preps around him laughed.
"Don't worry about them," said Lisa. "I have to deal with it every day. You get used to it," she explained.
"Zis is horrible," Kurt complained as more laughter erupted form somewhere in the room.
"I said you get used to it," said Lisa matter-of-factly, "I didn't say it wasn't as annoying as hell."
"Vonderful," Kurt said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
"What about the perfume?" someone said.
"Ugh!" Kurt groaned. "I knew it vould be vorse vith ze perfume!"
"Oh, relax. Don't worry so much," said Lisa. "In a week or so you'll smell normal and go back to being an unnoticed freak."
"Hey!" said Kurt, feeling hurt. "Zat vas mean!"
"I never said it was bad," explained Lisa. "What do you think I am considered now?" Kurt didn't have a response to this, but the bell gave him an excuse to not need to create one.
"Vell, off to Chemistry Lecture," said Kurt.
"Yup, I hear Mrs. Straughn has some information on the flaming test tubes incident."
"Gah! But ve know it vas Pyro's doing!"
"We do, yes," said Lisa, "But Mrs. Straughn doesn't." They went to Chemistry together and sat next to Fay. Kurt kept glancing uneasily from her to John. Angela ran in just as the warning bell rang, signaling that they only had one minute to get to class.
"Sorry guys!" she said, sitting by Lisa and Fay, thus separating Kurt from Fay.
"What is tail boy looking at?" Fay growled.
"Oh, behave you two!" said Lisa.
"Yeah, you gotta be friends even if you're enemies!" said Angela.
"Huh?" said Kurt.
"Why?" said Fay. "The brotherhood's much better."
"Because you're our friends," insisted Angela. "Friends shouldn't fight!"
"A good friend helps you up when you fall," said Fay, "A great friends laughs and trips you again," she concluded.
"She scared me," said Kurt.
"Hello Miss Fay!" a voice said suddenly from behind them.
"Eek!" she yelped. It was Pietro. "Go to class," she growled in annoyance.
"I'm never late," he said, "but it's so cute that you worry about me. And 'sides, I had to see you!" the bell rang. "Gotta go!" and he was gone.
"Hey guys, is there any room left at the mansion?" asked Fay. Everyone sweatdropped.
[1] TOM stands for Time of Month. It's a nice abbreviation when talking to friends about 'feminine issues.' Hehehe.
A/N: Okay, yeah, I know this is a useless filler and has nothing to do with... uh... what's that P word again? Oh yeah, plot (does this story even have one?), but I needed to add this because it actually happened in Lisa and My chemistry class. Actually, the flaming part was from another hour and I only smelled bad for about the rest of the day, but NEVER LET YOUR TEACHERS TALK YOU INTO DOING THE ESTERS LAB!!! EVER!!!