The two rooms were adjacent to each other in the corridor. Kurt led Erick into one, and Jean led Erica to the other. She watched Erica admire the bedroom with a childish delight. "Danke, Danke, Danke, Danke!" Erica said with great emotion. She bounced off of the bed and somehow attached herself to Jean and gave her a big hug, at least how far her arms could reach. Jean gave her a smile. "I need to go now, but if you need anything, just ask." Kurt had already left and there was arguing in the hall at who was going to scour the pans. Erica sighed, very much relieved at the change of events in her unfortunate life. Erick poked his head into her room. "Was mochten Sie essen?" he asked. Erica's stomach rumbled before she could reply. {Everything.} she muttered. Before Erick could question her further, he fell to the ground, disappearing from view. {Erick?!} She cried out, and sprinted over to the door. In front of her were three very confused-looking Jamies, with one of them sitting on top of Erick.
"What the--?"
"Hey!"
"Wh-Who are you?" one of them demanded. Erica glanced at him and burst out laughing.
"What's so funny?"
"Yeah, tell us the joke!"
"Quit bustin' your gut and tell me what's going on!"
"What about me?"
"Or me? Hello? There are others here, in case you haven't noticed." Another said haughtily. Completely bewildered as the rest of the multiples, Erick sighed as Erica went into more peals of laughter. {What is so funny?} he asked, his voice muffled by being sat on. One of the Jamies jumped up like he was sitting on fire. "Yikes! There's two of you! Do you multiply too?" Erick shrugged. "Beats me." He said simply. Erica managed to conquer her laughter and was staring curiously at the other two multiples who where in the process of absorbing one another. "Es der a die Kuche somevhere?" she asked. Her poor tummy was growling louder and louder. "A what?" Jamie asked, scratching his head. "Kitchen?" She asked hopefully. "Uh, yeah. Sure, just follow me!" He marched triumphantly off in the direction of food. The twins hastily followed him. Finally, someone he could actually be with! Jamie's heart lifted at the prospect of having new friends. So what if they looked weird. But they are sure fun to be with. Laughter echoed the halls as he and Erica swapped jokes with each other. Once in a while, Erick would try to add one of his own, but they were so bad that they weren't even funny.
Successfully making it to the kitchen, Jamie taught the art of navigating the kitchen. Something he had mastered when he was once again, left out of a training session. All was going well, until Kitty decided to sneak in for a snack. Erick and Jamie were rummaging around in the junk food bin when they heard a shrill scream.
Trying for once not to get in trouble, Erica observed the huge kitchen. There were millions of cupboards, a ginormous refrigerator, (in her perspective) and even a TV. How much better can it get? Footsteps on the tile diverted her attention. She turned around, her big yellow eyes meeting Kitty's brown ones. Kitty took a large step backwards from the little girl that looked so much like one of the guys that always seemed to creep her out. A plastic cup fell on the floor that Kitty had previously been holding. The sudden noise startled both of them. And then Kitty opened her mouth and screamed in shock once she found her voice. Erica tripped over her tail and stumbled. A spark of electricity sped from her hand and hit Kitty in the leg. Surprised, Kitty started falling through the floor and yelped in pain. Another spark sent her running from the kitchen at full speed. More footsteps were heard. About ten minutes later almost the whole X-men team came through the door. No doubt Kitty had said something to everybody when they asked her why she looked like she saw a ghost. "What is going on here?!" Scott's voice thundered through the kitchen. Erick quickly ducked behind Jamie, who was at least a head or two taller than him. Erica was nowhere to be seen. Jamie looked up at Scott with big innocent blue eyes. "What's wrong?" he asked. At that moment, Erica's head started reappearing through the kitchen table. It reminded Scott a lot of Kitty phasing. When she finished being whole again, she glanced at the X-Men team in alarm. Scott took an involuntary apprehensive step backwards when his saw the little she-elf. For a moment, time seemed to freeze. Kurt was the first to snap out of it. He walked over and patted her on the head. "Ach, it's just Erica and Erick." He said nonchalantly. Erick peeped over Jamie's shoulder. Somebody else gasped. Then Kitty's indignant voice was heard over the others. "Well, you can, like ask 'em, like why did they attack me in the kitchen?" Kurt sent Kitty a withering look. "It vas an affident! You start it!" Erica said with great difficulty. Kitty was immediately on the defense. "You like, shocked me twice. And it hurt!"
"You sqweamed!"
"So?"
"You scare me. I didnae know to do dat!" Erica protested. Kitty didn't answer and flounced out through the wall. "What's with the squirts?" Logan asked. Out of all the X-men, he seemed to be the least unsettled about their newest guests. "Zhey teleported over here by accident. Then they ran into you guys. That is the extent of my knowledge, 'cept they won't say vhere zhey are from and zhey speak German and are learning English. They also seem to have a rep for scaring the whole mansion at the same time...Which.." he added mournfully. "vas held by me. Already zhere is competition." Scott had the barest hint of a smile playing on his lips. "Er-Sorry about what happened out there. You ah, just surprised me." Erica grinned. "Don't 'pology to me." She stuck her thumb at Erick, who was still hiding behind Jamie. "Mien bruder vas de vone." Scott just stared as this kept getting weirder and weirder. "He's your brother?" (No? really? I couldn't tell!) Erick, this time, grinned, and teleported to sit next to his sister on the table. "Ja-My twin bruder." Erica added sagely, milking this for all it's worth. "Well, hope you like it here." He said and scooted out the door with amazing speed. Erick stared at the table. "Dey are scarwed of us." He said sadly. Kurt ruffled Erick's already wild-looking hair. "Don't vorry. When Keety saw me, she scared me so bad I dropped my bowl of popcorn. What a waste." Erica covered her mouth to muffle her chuckles. Even Erick smiled. "If you need anything, just ask." He left with that memorable stench of brimstone. Erick wrinkled his nose in disgust and coughed. Little sparks flew out and there were new burn spots on the black-and-white tile. "Vasn't me!" Erica chirruped cheerfully. Erick glared at her. She adverted her gaze to Wolverine, who was plucking a beer out of the fridge. Her eyes widened when she saw his claws pop out and open the bottle. "Whatcha lookin' at, Brighteyes?"
"Nuffin." *SHH* Erica snatched several items before she also disappeared with a scent that is also unforgettable, yet at least it smells better than brimstone. Jamie practically dragged Erick out of the kitchen to show him around the mansion.