Scrambling out of the door, they make a desperate escape from this strange place. People seemed to be everywhere. That one girl, the one who fell through the bed scared them the most so far. Her screams still ringing in their ears, they rush blindly into a seemingly empty hall.
Rogue was walking towards her bedroom, the one she had to share with Kitty. Her screams had not gone unnoticed. Muttering darkly under her breath, Rogue strolled angrily into the hallway. Her anger grew as someone collided with her. "What didya do that for?!" She snapped loudly. Two heads appeared in front of her. Rogue inched away nervously. "What the--?" The two small figures looked misplaced in the hall. Resembling Jawas, they started backing away from her. "Nobody does that to me an gets away with it!" She said threateningly. She lunged forward to tackle the smaller of the diminutive duo. The small one dodged her nimbly and with a high bounce and a neat somersault, landed on Rogue's back. The bigger one sprinted away on another path. Rogue was too occupied to note that he was running on all fours at breakneck speed, much like a cat running away from a dog. The little bounced once on her back before dashing off in another direction. "I'm goin' tae git you for that!" She shouted, chasing after the petite hooded creature.
Breathing hard, the bigger of the two 'Jawas' crashed into Logan's leg, which made him stumble into Scott, which made them both fall, which made them even more furious. The cloaked figure rubbed his smarting head as a result of running into an adamantium-boned mutant. Logan was already up and ready after about three seconds after the incident. He tried not to look surprised as he saw who the trespasser was, but his facial muscles couldn't quite pull it off. Scott quickly sat up after making an adjustment to his glasses. "What's with the little dude?" he asked. Logan shrugged.
*Scott, Logan? There are some intruders in the mansion. We need your help in rounding them up.*
*The half pint starin' at us?*
*Umm...yes. Please get them to me as soon as possible. There are a few questions to be answered.*
*Sure, Chuck.*
*Thank you, Logan.*
"So, uh, what are we going to do?" Scott asked. 'The kid's scared. Get him 'fore he runs." Logan answered curtly. "Uhh...Ok. Hey, kid!" The hooded person looked at him curiously. Scott tried to stifle a gasp as the yellow eyes blinked at him. He knelt on one knee to get somewhere closer to eye level. Man, this kid was shorter than Jamie! "Look we're not going to hurt you. We just want to help." Logan rolled his eyes at this wussy introduction. The kid looked more petrified than ever. He started inching away. Blue light started glowing around him. Logan stared at him in amazement. Just for a split second as he was cut off guard. Then his instincts took over. "Get down!" He yelled, and pushed Scott and himself behind a couch. And not a moment too soon, for at that very second, the figure released a blue laser beam from his hands. Scott almost got a third nostril as he poked his head out when the laser was headed straight towards him. He ducked back as it narrowly missed him. A large hole in the wall stood where Scott's head once was. 'He's loaded!' Scott exclaimed to Logan. 'Shoot 'em bub. Just enough to stun him." He replied. Scott immediately took a battle stance and started firing away with his eyes. Shocked at the sudden turn of events, the kid started running behind furniture for cover. Scott's beams narrowly missed him as he tried to dodge them. All too soon he ran out of protection from the tables and chairs. Making a desperate escape, he ran headlong towards the doorway. Scott, taking careful aim, fired. A million to one odds, their quarry tripped over his long jacket and fell. The beam missed him by millimeters. Much to the other's surprise, he vanished with a puff of smoke and with the smell of burning afterwards.
Still very scared, the littlest one sprinted to find a safe place from screaming and angry people. Unknowingly she ran towards the kitchen. Rogue was closing in on her. The small one tried to run on the tile, but instead skidded across the room on the slippery tile. She covered her eyes as she saw that she was still going to have yet another collision before this adventure was over.
Kurt sighed as he counted the days left for his dreaded punishment. Why was it that his pranks always seem to mess up? He vented his anger by scouring a very eggy pan furiously. It just wasn't fair. He dunked the pan in the water and looked at his fuzzy hands. This was going to do murder to his fur, and make it stink forever. Why was it that he had to be blue and furry? Nobody asked him if he wanted to look like a demon. After all, he probably was the only person on earth that had blue fur, six fingers, four toes, pointy ears, and that strange prehensile tail.
Someone smashing into his legs distracted his thoughts as he fell on the floor. The very small figure squeaked in astonishment as she saw him. Kurt yelped in shock as he came face to face with another pair of yellow eyes. Rogue came in and snatched up the cloaked person. She struggled to keep a hold of the creature as it wriggled furiously to get loose. Then, suddenly, the short individual vanished. The person was simply not there. Rogue stared at her empty hands in amazement. Kurt looked just as stunned. A sneeze from behind them distracted their attention. The small person started running in the opposite direction. "Vas es dat?" Kurt asked. "Beats me. Let's find out!" Rogue replied as she took off running in the same direction. Kurt looked at the pile of dirty dishes, then at Rogue. He tore off his apron and sprinted after her.
The small individual practically screeched to a stop on the carpet to avoid running into her equally frightened companion as he fled to find refuge somewhere in this madhouse. He too, managed to put on the brakes when he met her. With Logan and Scott coming from one direction, and Rogue and Kurt coming from another, they were trapped in another hallway. Both sides halted when they saw that the intruders were trapped. "Ya goin' tae come quietly?" Logan asked gruffly. The smallest of the duo backed away and tried to hide behind the bigger one. "Quit scarin' them, you guys! Can't you see their just frightened?!" Jean's shrill voice startled everybody. 'Tell them that when they're blasting lasers at you!' Scott retorted. "Well, maybe if ya could talk better, Shades, none o' this wouldna happen!" Logan interrupted. One side of the room erupted in loud arguing. The smallest one started backing up towards Rogue and Kurt. Jean noticed that she clutched a teddy bear tightly. Avoiding the heated argument, Jean went closer to the terrified children. "It's OK. Everything is going to be all right." She said softly. The bigger of the duo looked at her inquisitively. "What is going on?" Ororo's voice seemed to boom over the arguments and echo everywhere. Rogue and Kurt scooted over to giver her some room. Jean stood up. "We're having a problem with these...kids. They appear to be afraid of everything and everybody." Ororo nodded. "Logan, Scott, Kurt, and Rogue. I need all of you to leave if this is to work. You are all scaring the poor children to death." Her tone of voice brooked no argument. The crowd slowly shuffled off in opposite directions.