Inuficcrzy looks around in wonder. "you guys, are so cool!"
And I so mean that. I can't believe I'm almost to the 150 review mark. How sweet is that? And a lot of you checked out my other fics and reviewed them too! I'm literally so happy I think I can fly! Peter Pan, here I come!
Okay, not really. Can't blame a girl for trying!
Inuyasha: "Flying's fun, but it gets painful after the first few broken bones."
Me: looks at him oddly. "you're weird."
Chap 8: Abandon ship
Mr. McCoy hmmed to himself down in the lab before he looked back up to the air vent near the top of the ceiling. To speak or not to speak? Normally in winter the mansion's heating system would drown out any noises coming from the other rooms of the house, same thing with the a/c in the summer. Bu this was late spring, so both systems were rather infrequent, leading him to discover that when both systems were off, the lab became a spy's dream. You could hear the sounds from roughly eighty percent of the upper house, including the students' rooms.
While he'd spent most of the night alternately ignoring and laughing at the girls' conversation, it was getting to the point that his conscience was seriously starting to bug him. He really did want to give the girls privacy and resolved to quit the lab for the night and head for the upstairs library when Amara spoke and he froze solid.
"So what do you think the esteemed Beast wears?"
"Mr. McCoy?" Jean and Rogue exchanged looks. "Not a clue."
Kitty piped up, "you know, with all those shorts he wears, I'm betting its"-
A deep masculine voice spoke from the floor, nearly giving every girl present a heart attack. "I'm rather fond of briefs, very comfortable. I like dark blue ones, don't know why, makes it rather hard to remember I have any on when I'm looking for them.
"As for a flavor, I'm rather shocked you would even include that in this little game of Miss Rahne's."
Jubilee had one hand on her upper left arm, presumably having shooting pains down it. Amara, Rhane, and Rogue were blushing to the roots of their hair, and Kitty was staring in horror at the airvent. Tabby couldn't help her stammer. "M-Mr. Mc-C-Coy? How long have you been listening?"
"Not long, girls, in fact I've been trying to ignore your conversation."
@@@$$$^^^%%%
Were someone to pass by the security room right then, they would have called an ambulance at the sound of such choking and gasping. Every single guy in the room was in tears. Bobby was slightly offended that he'd never made anybody crack up like this before, but he was having too good a laugh to care. "Did you see their faces?!
Remy could barely sit up for clutching his sides, "Mon Dieu, look at Rogue! She'll do a Kurt and get a nose bleed if she blushes any harder."
Kurt didn't have enough breath left to defend his sister, he could barely support brain function on the little air he was getting. The look on Kitty's face had been beyond priceless.
Evan had to prop himself up with a few spikes. "Look! I think Jubilee's gonna have a stroke." He broke down laughing again.
Scott barely managed to clam down enough to say, "No, no, that's getting dizzy and going numb in places. She's having a coronary." He tried to catch his breath and the nanosecond he looked at Jean, gave up the fight. She was turning the same color as her hair! "I-(ah, ha, ha!)-I think Jean's the one-(gasp!)-who's gonna have a stroke!"
^^%%$$
Kitty could no stop her mortified blush and nudged Jean. She mouthed the word as she projected the thought, 'Where?'
Jean did a quick scan and telepathically said back, 'He's down in the lab, and' she breathed an audible sigh of relief before broadcasting to them all. 'He really has been trying to ignore us. He's leaving for the library now. (whew) I've sent him a mental apology for talking about him and he sends one to all of us for listening in.' She smiled and spoke aloud. "I forgive him, but only because he's one of my favorite adults."
The girls nodded, more in relief that he hadn't mentioned saying anything about telling the Prof, or Mr. Logan what they were up to.
**&&
Ray still had a smile on his face from before, but got confused. "Huh? What's up with that jump in conversations?"
Scott frowned. "Jean must have scanned for him to see what he's doing." A terrible thought struck them all. Something very important that they had forgotten, and it looked like they were soon going to pay for that little mistake.
Jean had a telepathic range of roughly half a mile. And they were only three hundred feet away from her.
Sam summed it all up. "Uh-oh."
&&^^
A sudden thought struck Rogue. "Jean? If Mr. McCoy's going to the library, where are all the boys?"
&&
Every man in the room froze, having two similar thoughts. The first was, of course, 'OH SHIT!!!!!'
The second batch, while a lot more jumbled, were basically summed up in this.
'ABANDON SHIP!!!'
And while not on or in a ship, every guy grabbed on to a now very bruised Kurt like a living life preserver, screaming, "'Port!"
"Where?!"
Evan said it best. "Don't care!"
"Anywhere, man, just 'port!" Sam panicked.
"Alright!" the elf put forth massive effort and ported maybe two feet, almost collapsing. "Let go, you idiots, I can only port three at a time! Sam, Scott, Remy, lets go!" They tried again, and made it to Kurt's room. He ported back twice more and brought the rest up with him.
"Do you think we made it out in time?" Ray asked. The room went still as they all tried to listen for the sounds of impending doom. The mansion remained silent.
But was it a good quiet, or a bad quiet? ##@@!!
Don't worry, my loyal minions, this is by no means near the end. Hope you like it!
Responses:
Lady Lebeau: first off, SORRY! SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY!!! He's yours, all yours. I just knew you were gonna be mad at me, (hic, sniffle.)
Dark Jaded Rose: Glad you like it!
KittKatt001: unfortunately, I doubt they can find that many kilts on such short notice, so no, no large group of X-boys doing the can-can in skirts. ( but man, what a nice dream sequence that would make.)
Tokyobabe2040 and Chia4: I'm so glad you think its good! Thanks for reviewing.
The Rogue Witch: No! no one hangs themselves on my watch. (grr.) sorry for the image, but I thought it was funny. Hope you like this chap better!
Roguepheonix: first off, kick azz name. secondly, I think that's a great idea, but I'd have to work around Jean being a little apprehensive of that particular game. But I thinki can persuade her, right? (I am the author, dammit.)
Sickminded Sucker: I think I have to agree with you on that one. Do they even make edible undies in that flav?
Glaivester: honey, does anyone 'really' want to know? (Personally, I'm thinking tight red thong, which would really account for his massive attitude problem.)
Amara Allerdyce: Sorry honey, but I thought he was with the Acolytes. (spelling?) I could rewrite my villains part a bit for you to include Pyro, if you want. I'm beginning to warm (dear god, the pun!) to the idea of amyro.
JaSSerS: you are feeling better, right? I hate hearing that you're sick, its not the flu, is it? (many hugs and warm sugar cookies to you to feel better.) and as for his skivvies, I'd rather not try to describe underwear that, while interesting, I've never seen. I'm not that good a writer, hon. Hope you like this chap!
RahneMan: Sure thing man! Can't wait to read 'em.
My thanks to everyone who reviewed me, including:
Danny, Dark Whispers, SperryDee, Nie Starwhistler, Aqueous, togepi4eva, bKat, Golden-Tuna, epona, anymous, and Autumn Raine.
And I so mean that. I can't believe I'm almost to the 150 review mark. How sweet is that? And a lot of you checked out my other fics and reviewed them too! I'm literally so happy I think I can fly! Peter Pan, here I come!
Okay, not really. Can't blame a girl for trying!
Inuyasha: "Flying's fun, but it gets painful after the first few broken bones."
Me: looks at him oddly. "you're weird."
Chap 8: Abandon ship
Mr. McCoy hmmed to himself down in the lab before he looked back up to the air vent near the top of the ceiling. To speak or not to speak? Normally in winter the mansion's heating system would drown out any noises coming from the other rooms of the house, same thing with the a/c in the summer. Bu this was late spring, so both systems were rather infrequent, leading him to discover that when both systems were off, the lab became a spy's dream. You could hear the sounds from roughly eighty percent of the upper house, including the students' rooms.
While he'd spent most of the night alternately ignoring and laughing at the girls' conversation, it was getting to the point that his conscience was seriously starting to bug him. He really did want to give the girls privacy and resolved to quit the lab for the night and head for the upstairs library when Amara spoke and he froze solid.
"So what do you think the esteemed Beast wears?"
"Mr. McCoy?" Jean and Rogue exchanged looks. "Not a clue."
Kitty piped up, "you know, with all those shorts he wears, I'm betting its"-
A deep masculine voice spoke from the floor, nearly giving every girl present a heart attack. "I'm rather fond of briefs, very comfortable. I like dark blue ones, don't know why, makes it rather hard to remember I have any on when I'm looking for them.
"As for a flavor, I'm rather shocked you would even include that in this little game of Miss Rahne's."
Jubilee had one hand on her upper left arm, presumably having shooting pains down it. Amara, Rhane, and Rogue were blushing to the roots of their hair, and Kitty was staring in horror at the airvent. Tabby couldn't help her stammer. "M-Mr. Mc-C-Coy? How long have you been listening?"
"Not long, girls, in fact I've been trying to ignore your conversation."
@@@$$$^^^%%%
Were someone to pass by the security room right then, they would have called an ambulance at the sound of such choking and gasping. Every single guy in the room was in tears. Bobby was slightly offended that he'd never made anybody crack up like this before, but he was having too good a laugh to care. "Did you see their faces?!
Remy could barely sit up for clutching his sides, "Mon Dieu, look at Rogue! She'll do a Kurt and get a nose bleed if she blushes any harder."
Kurt didn't have enough breath left to defend his sister, he could barely support brain function on the little air he was getting. The look on Kitty's face had been beyond priceless.
Evan had to prop himself up with a few spikes. "Look! I think Jubilee's gonna have a stroke." He broke down laughing again.
Scott barely managed to clam down enough to say, "No, no, that's getting dizzy and going numb in places. She's having a coronary." He tried to catch his breath and the nanosecond he looked at Jean, gave up the fight. She was turning the same color as her hair! "I-(ah, ha, ha!)-I think Jean's the one-(gasp!)-who's gonna have a stroke!"
^^%%$$
Kitty could no stop her mortified blush and nudged Jean. She mouthed the word as she projected the thought, 'Where?'
Jean did a quick scan and telepathically said back, 'He's down in the lab, and' she breathed an audible sigh of relief before broadcasting to them all. 'He really has been trying to ignore us. He's leaving for the library now. (whew) I've sent him a mental apology for talking about him and he sends one to all of us for listening in.' She smiled and spoke aloud. "I forgive him, but only because he's one of my favorite adults."
The girls nodded, more in relief that he hadn't mentioned saying anything about telling the Prof, or Mr. Logan what they were up to.
**&&
Ray still had a smile on his face from before, but got confused. "Huh? What's up with that jump in conversations?"
Scott frowned. "Jean must have scanned for him to see what he's doing." A terrible thought struck them all. Something very important that they had forgotten, and it looked like they were soon going to pay for that little mistake.
Jean had a telepathic range of roughly half a mile. And they were only three hundred feet away from her.
Sam summed it all up. "Uh-oh."
&&^^
A sudden thought struck Rogue. "Jean? If Mr. McCoy's going to the library, where are all the boys?"
&&
Every man in the room froze, having two similar thoughts. The first was, of course, 'OH SHIT!!!!!'
The second batch, while a lot more jumbled, were basically summed up in this.
'ABANDON SHIP!!!'
And while not on or in a ship, every guy grabbed on to a now very bruised Kurt like a living life preserver, screaming, "'Port!"
"Where?!"
Evan said it best. "Don't care!"
"Anywhere, man, just 'port!" Sam panicked.
"Alright!" the elf put forth massive effort and ported maybe two feet, almost collapsing. "Let go, you idiots, I can only port three at a time! Sam, Scott, Remy, lets go!" They tried again, and made it to Kurt's room. He ported back twice more and brought the rest up with him.
"Do you think we made it out in time?" Ray asked. The room went still as they all tried to listen for the sounds of impending doom. The mansion remained silent.
But was it a good quiet, or a bad quiet? ##@@!!
Don't worry, my loyal minions, this is by no means near the end. Hope you like it!
Responses:
Lady Lebeau: first off, SORRY! SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY!!! He's yours, all yours. I just knew you were gonna be mad at me, (hic, sniffle.)
Dark Jaded Rose: Glad you like it!
KittKatt001: unfortunately, I doubt they can find that many kilts on such short notice, so no, no large group of X-boys doing the can-can in skirts. ( but man, what a nice dream sequence that would make.)
Tokyobabe2040 and Chia4: I'm so glad you think its good! Thanks for reviewing.
The Rogue Witch: No! no one hangs themselves on my watch. (grr.) sorry for the image, but I thought it was funny. Hope you like this chap better!
Roguepheonix: first off, kick azz name. secondly, I think that's a great idea, but I'd have to work around Jean being a little apprehensive of that particular game. But I thinki can persuade her, right? (I am the author, dammit.)
Sickminded Sucker: I think I have to agree with you on that one. Do they even make edible undies in that flav?
Glaivester: honey, does anyone 'really' want to know? (Personally, I'm thinking tight red thong, which would really account for his massive attitude problem.)
Amara Allerdyce: Sorry honey, but I thought he was with the Acolytes. (spelling?) I could rewrite my villains part a bit for you to include Pyro, if you want. I'm beginning to warm (dear god, the pun!) to the idea of amyro.
JaSSerS: you are feeling better, right? I hate hearing that you're sick, its not the flu, is it? (many hugs and warm sugar cookies to you to feel better.) and as for his skivvies, I'd rather not try to describe underwear that, while interesting, I've never seen. I'm not that good a writer, hon. Hope you like this chap!
RahneMan: Sure thing man! Can't wait to read 'em.
My thanks to everyone who reviewed me, including:
Danny, Dark Whispers, SperryDee, Nie Starwhistler, Aqueous, togepi4eva, bKat, Golden-Tuna, epona, anymous, and Autumn Raine.