Hey guys! My god, this story has the most reviews of all my x-men fics!
Wow! You all are great.
This goes to all my fellow kurtty fans out there, and I'm sorry to all lancitty fans. But I think that this could actually happen sometime.
Chap: Why Kitty won't talk to Fuzzy
Tabby called out, "Hey, Jubilee?"
"Yeah?"
Tabby smiled, reminding them of their game. "Your turn. And I say, Gambit."
Jean looked over at her. "He doesn't exactly strike me as a shrinking violet. What can't you say to Remy?"
"French accent," Amara sighed. "It's so lyrical."
"True," Rahne said with a smile. "They say it's the third most sexy in the world."
Kitty looked at her with interest. "What's got the top two?"
"Irish and Scottish. So there's hope for Scott!" Rahne quickly had to duck the many pillows, both thrown and mentally lifted at her.
"So what would you say?" Tabby continued.
The Chinese girl smiled. "Anything from South Park."
Amara frowned in confusion. "Why?"
"He hates that show! I quoted Cartman at him, he almost lost it!"
"Weird. I wonder why," Jean said.
"Traumatic incident in childhood. A total and completely irrational fear of construction paper people," Rogue said matter-of-factly.
**
"Is she right?" Kurt asked Gambit. The Cajun just glared. "Vas? Ask a simple question..."
**
Tabby snorted and Jubilee just shrugged her shoulders. She looked slyly over at Rahne. "Your turn, wolf girl. And I say, Roberto."
The metamorph just grinned, more than ready for this one. "You must talk so big to make up for smaller things." The room filled with laughter and whistling. The Hispanic boy was well known for his ego. "Nice shot, honey," Tabby said admiringly. "Had that one on your mind?"
"You bet. Normally, Rob's okay, but sometimes he just gets such an ego trip. I've been dying to say it, but I really don't want to hurt his feelings."
"Say it anyway" Jean laughed. "I bet he'd have a come back ready to zing your pants off."
***
Not one guy was left standing when Rahne gave that little comment. They were almost all on the floor at the look on Sunspot's face, pure shock.
***
It was Tabby who spotted the problem. "Uh-oh. Girls, we are seriously running out of provisions. Who's up for a snack run?"
Rahne offered to go raid the pantry but pointed out something else. "We're low on sodas too. I can't carry everything, whose going with me?"
"I'm up for it!" Jubilee called. They both left the room while the others returned to the game.
"Amara," tabby crooned, its your turn."
"Oh, no."
"And we say"-the remaining girls conferred. "What would you say to Sam?"
"Sam? Farm boy?"
***
"I hate that damn nickname!"
Ray looked over, "Better than Rube."
Sam considered that. "Good point."
**
"if I had to say anything, hmm. 'The way you plow through things, how come you've never plowed a girl's field?'"
Rahne stared. "You mean, he's a vir"-
"I overheard him and Bobby talking one day over 'Video Vixens Return'. She shuddered. "I should have told the professor."
Rogue almost shuddered too. "Video Vixens? How lame can you get?"
**
Sam got rather indignant, but the effect was ruined considering how bad he was blushing. "Hey! That was a fine piece of directing by Luce Persmen!"
Scott looked at him oddly. "Sure it was, Sam, sure it was."
**
Kitty thought for a moment. "Since you guys had me skip Kurt, I'll do the last one."
Tabby smiled, "Thanks, hon. What would you say to-to-er---Who haven't we used?"
Rogue ticked it off on her fingers. "The professor,"(yeah, like they were really going to say that within fifty miles of Cerebro's range) "Ray, Bobby and Evan."
Jean decided. "I say, Evan."
"Alright then." Kitty thought a minute. "What a boner, I can't think of- What?" Several girls were laughing their heads off. "What did I say?"
Rahne came back first, and handed out the ring-dings, cheese puffs, guacamole dip, apple and caramel slices, fresh made popcorn, and potato chips. She'd even raided Mr. McCoy's secret stash of Twinkies. "Me nose," she said happily when they asked how she'd found it. Jubilee came back from her drink run, passing out root beers, cherry cokes, and cream sodas left and right. Tabby filled in what they'd missed of Blast, and they settled back down in their places.
Jubilee plunked down on the sleeping bag and looked up at Kitty. "You know, I've been wondering. What's up with you and Kurt? I know you guys are still friends, but you haven't talked to him in ages. What's the reason?" Kitty looked upset for a second, and the Chinese girl quickly amended, "You don't have to tell if you don't want to. Forget I asked, 'kay?"
"No, it's alright. I know you're all dying to know anyway." She looked down at her hands that she'd folded in her lap. "I needed to tell you eventually. The thing is, I'd known it wasn't working for a long time now. Me and Lance." Everyone tensed on both sides of the screen. This little mystery had plagued the mansion for weeks now. "I couldn't understand it. The only reason I went out with him was because of the way he talked when we first met. Jean knows." The older girl nodded in understanding. "He seemed to really know what I was going through, and he sounded sincere. But ever since then, it just turned off. It took me a while to figure it out, but when the lightning hit-it was just manipulation, just to get what he wanted."
She looked off to the side to gather her thoughts again. "When I told him that I wanted out, he didn't take it well. We had the biggest fight." A tear fell down her cheek and Jean mentally lifted a box of tissues over to her. "Why couldn't he just accept it? I was trying to keep my temper, but I was so mad. It just hit like a ton of bricks that he was just using me from the start. He started yelling at me, and called me a"-she sniffed hard-"a lying whore. He accused me of sleeping with every guy at the institute, even Mr. Logan."
"Rotten s.o.b.," Rahne said softly. Jean and Tabby nodded in agreement.
***
the sentiment was echoed by every guy in the room.
**
"Then he brought Kurt into it. He---he said-god, I can't even repeat those words, its too sick! I'd never even heard of those things-those words in all my life, and I went to computer school in Chicago." She looked up at them all and her eyes were fierce. "God I lost it. I hit him with everything I had, both guns blazing. No one talks about Fuzzy Elf that way."
Rogue nodded, the look in her eyes grim. "Damn right they don't, not if they want to live long."
Kitty smiled, but then it faded. She looked back down. "Lance got even madder. That's when he hit me." Every eyebrow in the room went up and all the girls went still. Tabby looked on in shock. "I never saw it coming, or I would have phased through it."
"That's why you phased through to the danger room early that night, isn't it?" Amara asked softly, the realization hitting her. "To hide the mark with a real injury?"
"To hide broken ribs." Kitty's voice was almost bitter. "He punched me right at the top of the stairs, I slammed into the wall hard enough to crack three and break two. Thank god Mr. Logan wasn't there that night, or he'd have smelled it on me. We would have had a hard time explaining why the boarding house was tiny pieces of wood. Mr. McCoy just thought the bruise and ribs were from the ram and didn't ask any further."
~~~
sorry I know I said I'd keep this funny, but I just couldn't help it. It would take something drastic for kitty to not talk to kurt. Don't worry, kitty has revenge! Please review!!!!
This goes to all my fellow kurtty fans out there, and I'm sorry to all lancitty fans. But I think that this could actually happen sometime.
Chap: Why Kitty won't talk to Fuzzy
Tabby called out, "Hey, Jubilee?"
"Yeah?"
Tabby smiled, reminding them of their game. "Your turn. And I say, Gambit."
Jean looked over at her. "He doesn't exactly strike me as a shrinking violet. What can't you say to Remy?"
"French accent," Amara sighed. "It's so lyrical."
"True," Rahne said with a smile. "They say it's the third most sexy in the world."
Kitty looked at her with interest. "What's got the top two?"
"Irish and Scottish. So there's hope for Scott!" Rahne quickly had to duck the many pillows, both thrown and mentally lifted at her.
"So what would you say?" Tabby continued.
The Chinese girl smiled. "Anything from South Park."
Amara frowned in confusion. "Why?"
"He hates that show! I quoted Cartman at him, he almost lost it!"
"Weird. I wonder why," Jean said.
"Traumatic incident in childhood. A total and completely irrational fear of construction paper people," Rogue said matter-of-factly.
**
"Is she right?" Kurt asked Gambit. The Cajun just glared. "Vas? Ask a simple question..."
**
Tabby snorted and Jubilee just shrugged her shoulders. She looked slyly over at Rahne. "Your turn, wolf girl. And I say, Roberto."
The metamorph just grinned, more than ready for this one. "You must talk so big to make up for smaller things." The room filled with laughter and whistling. The Hispanic boy was well known for his ego. "Nice shot, honey," Tabby said admiringly. "Had that one on your mind?"
"You bet. Normally, Rob's okay, but sometimes he just gets such an ego trip. I've been dying to say it, but I really don't want to hurt his feelings."
"Say it anyway" Jean laughed. "I bet he'd have a come back ready to zing your pants off."
***
Not one guy was left standing when Rahne gave that little comment. They were almost all on the floor at the look on Sunspot's face, pure shock.
***
It was Tabby who spotted the problem. "Uh-oh. Girls, we are seriously running out of provisions. Who's up for a snack run?"
Rahne offered to go raid the pantry but pointed out something else. "We're low on sodas too. I can't carry everything, whose going with me?"
"I'm up for it!" Jubilee called. They both left the room while the others returned to the game.
"Amara," tabby crooned, its your turn."
"Oh, no."
"And we say"-the remaining girls conferred. "What would you say to Sam?"
"Sam? Farm boy?"
***
"I hate that damn nickname!"
Ray looked over, "Better than Rube."
Sam considered that. "Good point."
**
"if I had to say anything, hmm. 'The way you plow through things, how come you've never plowed a girl's field?'"
Rahne stared. "You mean, he's a vir"-
"I overheard him and Bobby talking one day over 'Video Vixens Return'. She shuddered. "I should have told the professor."
Rogue almost shuddered too. "Video Vixens? How lame can you get?"
**
Sam got rather indignant, but the effect was ruined considering how bad he was blushing. "Hey! That was a fine piece of directing by Luce Persmen!"
Scott looked at him oddly. "Sure it was, Sam, sure it was."
**
Kitty thought for a moment. "Since you guys had me skip Kurt, I'll do the last one."
Tabby smiled, "Thanks, hon. What would you say to-to-er---Who haven't we used?"
Rogue ticked it off on her fingers. "The professor,"(yeah, like they were really going to say that within fifty miles of Cerebro's range) "Ray, Bobby and Evan."
Jean decided. "I say, Evan."
"Alright then." Kitty thought a minute. "What a boner, I can't think of- What?" Several girls were laughing their heads off. "What did I say?"
Rahne came back first, and handed out the ring-dings, cheese puffs, guacamole dip, apple and caramel slices, fresh made popcorn, and potato chips. She'd even raided Mr. McCoy's secret stash of Twinkies. "Me nose," she said happily when they asked how she'd found it. Jubilee came back from her drink run, passing out root beers, cherry cokes, and cream sodas left and right. Tabby filled in what they'd missed of Blast, and they settled back down in their places.
Jubilee plunked down on the sleeping bag and looked up at Kitty. "You know, I've been wondering. What's up with you and Kurt? I know you guys are still friends, but you haven't talked to him in ages. What's the reason?" Kitty looked upset for a second, and the Chinese girl quickly amended, "You don't have to tell if you don't want to. Forget I asked, 'kay?"
"No, it's alright. I know you're all dying to know anyway." She looked down at her hands that she'd folded in her lap. "I needed to tell you eventually. The thing is, I'd known it wasn't working for a long time now. Me and Lance." Everyone tensed on both sides of the screen. This little mystery had plagued the mansion for weeks now. "I couldn't understand it. The only reason I went out with him was because of the way he talked when we first met. Jean knows." The older girl nodded in understanding. "He seemed to really know what I was going through, and he sounded sincere. But ever since then, it just turned off. It took me a while to figure it out, but when the lightning hit-it was just manipulation, just to get what he wanted."
She looked off to the side to gather her thoughts again. "When I told him that I wanted out, he didn't take it well. We had the biggest fight." A tear fell down her cheek and Jean mentally lifted a box of tissues over to her. "Why couldn't he just accept it? I was trying to keep my temper, but I was so mad. It just hit like a ton of bricks that he was just using me from the start. He started yelling at me, and called me a"-she sniffed hard-"a lying whore. He accused me of sleeping with every guy at the institute, even Mr. Logan."
"Rotten s.o.b.," Rahne said softly. Jean and Tabby nodded in agreement.
***
the sentiment was echoed by every guy in the room.
**
"Then he brought Kurt into it. He---he said-god, I can't even repeat those words, its too sick! I'd never even heard of those things-those words in all my life, and I went to computer school in Chicago." She looked up at them all and her eyes were fierce. "God I lost it. I hit him with everything I had, both guns blazing. No one talks about Fuzzy Elf that way."
Rogue nodded, the look in her eyes grim. "Damn right they don't, not if they want to live long."
Kitty smiled, but then it faded. She looked back down. "Lance got even madder. That's when he hit me." Every eyebrow in the room went up and all the girls went still. Tabby looked on in shock. "I never saw it coming, or I would have phased through it."
"That's why you phased through to the danger room early that night, isn't it?" Amara asked softly, the realization hitting her. "To hide the mark with a real injury?"
"To hide broken ribs." Kitty's voice was almost bitter. "He punched me right at the top of the stairs, I slammed into the wall hard enough to crack three and break two. Thank god Mr. Logan wasn't there that night, or he'd have smelled it on me. We would have had a hard time explaining why the boarding house was tiny pieces of wood. Mr. McCoy just thought the bruise and ribs were from the ram and didn't ask any further."
~~~
sorry I know I said I'd keep this funny, but I just couldn't help it. It would take something drastic for kitty to not talk to kurt. Don't worry, kitty has revenge! Please review!!!!