Whoops. I forgot my disclaimer for my last chapter. Anyway, it's the same old disclaimer. I own nothing, except I made up the kids and the fanfiction. Alright. K. I'm hungry. Hm... I want chicken. Do you? Except now I want a muffin. I think I'll go get a muffin...

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"Professor!" Scott shouted, searching for the fatherly-figure in the Xavier's School for the Gifted.

"Yes, Scott?" Professor Xavier asked, approaching Scott, with about three children crammed on his lap.

Jenna giggled histerically, running her tiny hand across the Professor's head singing, "He is a baaalldddiee, he is a baaallldiee and he sits in a flllyyyinnnggg wheeelllchhaaiiirr!"

Veronica glared at Jenna and slapped Jenna's hand and spat out, "That's a terrible song."

Jenna glared back and growled, "Go eat a duck!"

Veronica rolled her eyes and muttered loud enough for everyone to hear, "It's not go eat a duck. It's go fu-"

"WHOA, WHOA, WHOA!" Scott inturrupted, clamping his hand over Veronica's mouth, "Nobody likes a potty mouth."

"Shut up, crap hole. I was just about to beat her in a fishing contest," Jenna squealed, attempting to push Scott away.

"I think you mean dissing," Scott corrected.

"Hey, butt crap. I think you better go away before Veronica breaks your Hot Wheels car," Ryan warned, waving his index finger side to side like a teacher would.

"Oh, whoa. I better back out then," Scott said sarcastically, putting his hands up in defence.

"Yeah, you tell him, Ryan. Tell him I can step on it, and feed it to my dog!" Veronica bragged.

"What she said. So watch it, monkey breath!" Ryan shouted at Scott.

"I really want to give you a time out right now," Scott threatened.

Veronica's red-and-black eyes showed so much fear, but trying to keep the bad-girl reputation, she tossed her hair and said, "I'm not scared!"

"Well, then, Veronica. Go to your room and stay there until I say so," Scott ordered, showing no mercy.

Veronica's eyes watered up and she stormed off calling out for Rogue, "MOOMMMMYY!! THE SCARY MAN CALLED ME A POTTY MOUTH AND HE'S SENDING ME TO MY ROOM!" with her friends following her.

Professor Xavier rubbed his fore head, trying relieve the stress the new comers have caused. Finally, he looked up, breathed in and said calmly, "So, Scott. What were you saying?"

Scott handed Professor Xavier an ad which advertised a babysitting manor of some sort, "Well, there's this baby sitting place that just recently opened so-"

"I'm not sure, Scott. The world knows that we are mutants and still hasn't adjusted to the fact that we're one of them. If we drop off childr-"

"EWW!" Kyle exclaimed.

A shreik-ish laughter was heard which belonged to Katrina and as she calmed down, Katrina announced loudly, "JAMIE HATH (has) TELLITUBBIE PANTIETH (panties)!! QUICK! TELL MY MOMMY!" Not just that, but the phrase echoed throughout the mansion.

Professor Xavier closed his eyes, then smiled brightly, "As I was saying. If we were to drop off children, they'd love them. So, shall I get Logan to give them a lift?"

"No way, Chuck," Logan mumbled stepping into view. For some odd reason, Logan was wearing a ski-mask. "The kids dyed my hair pink and I am not going out in public like this."

All eyes landed on Scott...

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So, here you go! My other chapter! Teehee! Any questions you have will be answered in the chapter after the next. Or later. Or something. Yeah...

Jenna: IS IT MY TURN TO TALK?!

Me: -_-;; No. Go away.

Jenna: HEY! _ Is that anyway to treat your best friend.

Me: Maybe.

Jenna: INTRODUCE ME!

Me: -rolls eyes- Yeah, yeah. This is Jenna. Not the one in the story, but one of my friends in real life. She will be my co-star. -puts on a fake grin- Alright, kid. Times up. Move, butt crap.

Jenna: I'LL SIGN AUTOGRAPHS SOON! -waves-