A/N: Meant to do this last chapter.

Kaminarimon- Maple syrup? Mounties? Of course! They're as Canadian as dying helicopters and Creepin' Chretien! Creepin' Cretin! Heh heh, yes, they will be included. Of course they will!

shirt_ninja's impersonator- Everyone has an accent, but if you are surrounded by others with the same accent, you feel you don't. Well, that's my theory. I'm none to good at slang either. Could cause some problems for the Newfies. Hmmm…

Nari- With our hockey hair and long underwear too!

Panther Nesmith- Nice to see you over here! I'm allowed to bash Americans? I've been given permission? Whoo!

Kiki- Timbits are good. Nummy nummy!

ishandahalf- here it comes!

Soul Lysythe Ice- I convinced you to review again? I don't know what to type…

On with the chappie!

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Hank was leaning back, driving with his feet, covering his sensitive ears with his hands. Kurt had two fingers stuffed into his ears, and Rahne was in wolf form, covering her head with her paws, trying to bury herself under the seat. Ray and three Jamies (it was a bumpy ride) were singing the This is the Song that Never Ends.  Rogue had pulled out a Discman and continued reading. Roberto was singing along, alternating between English and Portuguese. (A/N: He is Brazilian, right?) Hank feverishly wished that they didn't have another three hours to go to the border.

Storm was having a hard time too, no never ending song, but Logan and Evan were comparing spikes to claws, and Tabitha, Amara, and Jubilee had yet to take a single breathe. They had moved from shoes, to belts, to hair, back to shoes, then to pants, boys, back to shoes, and you get the idea. Storm was becoming only slightly annoyed. Only slightly.

"Are you three ever silent?" She roared, thunderclouds beginning to fill the previously clear sky. The van grew deadly silent. Everyone sat for a moment. Storm was thankful for the quiet. She drove, and listened to the sound of nothing. For about twelve seconds. The minute the storm clouds dissipated, the chatter picked up right where it had left off. Storm knocked her head against the steering wheel, honking the horn each time.

"Why are they honking at us?" Scott asked, hearing the horn blasts coming from behind.

"Maybe they want us to pull over." Jean answered.

"They'd use the radio then, wouldn't they?" The Professor, hearing the conversation, took a look into Storm's mind, and saw only crazed images of shoes, belts, pants, hair and boys.  And a horn coming straight at her head.

"Don't worry about it, they're perfectly okay." Jean turned to stare at the Professor, and Scott would have too, but he needed to watch the road.

"Storm's perfectly fine. Nothing to worry about." Scott was having the easiest time not being distracted. Bobby and Sam were sitting, playing poker, and Kitty was sitting, silent and angry, still mad at her shopping buddies.

"You lose again!" Bobby crowed triumphantly.

"Today is not mah day!" Sam pulled something out of his pocket, passing it to Bobby. "Take it! Bye bye Betsy." He said in a mournful tone.

"Yesss! Now I got three! Hold on a sec! Where's Larry?"

"What, like, is Larry?" Kitty asked, looking slightly nervous.

"My pet mouse." Every vehicle I a hundred kilometer radius heard the scream that followed.

"Wow, like, I never knew you could, like, scream that loud Scott." Everyone in the van began to laugh.

"Vhat happened?" Kurt asked, just as he ported in, landing in the very back, causing an avalanche of luggage. Bobby and Sam, who were sitting laughing their asses off, pointed to Scott who was wildly beginning to swerve. The vehicle landed in an empty field with a wood on the other side of it.

Storm and Hank's vehicles pulled over to the side of the road, with everyone piling out, grateful to stretch their legs. Rahne ran far away from the Jamies, Roberto and Ray. Hank followed her, hiding deep within the woods. Rogue took of her earphones, and came out of her book. Tabitha, Amara and Jubilee stopped talking to each other long enough to let Storm regain control over her thoughts. She had been thinking about ripping out each of the girl's voice boxes. Logan and Evan came out, still arguing whether claws or spikes were better.

"Who screamed?" Rogue asked. Bobby and Sam were rolling on the floor of the van laughing. The Prof had a smirk on his face, and even Perfect Jean had lost her composure and was laughing. Scott was looking very red-faced.

"There you are Larry!" Bobby cried out, pulling a small box that kept jumping around from under Jean's seat.

"Spikes are so much better than claws!" Evan argued.

"With claws, you can't have your weapon thrown or ripped away." Logan growled back.

"You can throw spikes at an enemy man! Admit it! Spikes are way better than claws. Watch!" With those final words, Evan popped a spike out of his forearm and blasted it. It flew across the field, and into the woods. It disappeared, and everyone heard a yelp. A few minutes later, Hank could be seen carrying a wolf with Evan's spike stuck through her hind leg. Hank laid it in front of Xavier, and everyone watched as the poor animal tried to run across the street, and was immediately squashed by a familiar looking jeep.

"They killed Rahne!" Ray shouted.

"Lance!" Kitty shouted after the retreating jeep.

"Who killed me?" I familiar voice asked.

"Rahne!" Everyone shouted.

"I killed me?" Rahne asked, truly confused. Another car passed by them as they were all happy, never telling Rahne about the other wolf.

"You passed them mate."

"That'swhatyougetforbeingsuchaspeeddemon."

"De pot callin' de kettle black."

"Just keep going to the border, we can wait for them in Canada." Magneto sighed and put his head in his hands.

A/N: Damn, I killed a wolf. I love wolves! I want to be reincarnated and raised by wolves! I apologize to wolves everywhere! Wait, I didn't kill the wolf, the Brotherhood did! But I wrote the wolf crossing the street… rats. Oh well. I don't want to kill any people off. Poor wolfie. Roadkill. There will be lots in future chapters. I think. Yes. I'll make it into a running joke. Maybe. Ignore me; I'm an evil wolf killer! As for Scott screaming, who thought it was Kitty or Jean? Tabby, Amara and Jubilee did. I'm done. Start the next chapter now.