Chapter 4: Once Waxed and Twice Shy
The next morning the boys set out in search of the girls, "divide and conquer" were. They had ordered in for breakfast, then unpacked all the equipment they would need for the day: walkie talkies, binoculars, camouflage gear, water proof mascara (How Much Embarrassment Can 2 Mutants Take? Ref), etc.
They left Jamie in the room with his gameboy as well as map of the spa, a walkie talkie, a list of activities and times of each girls activities and a shit load of candy from the vending machine down the hall. Needless to say Jamie was the designated "Charlie" for the rest of the boys "the angels"- And the game is on!
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Scott made his way down to the pool. He knew Jean likes to begin her mornings with a swim. Even on school mornings.
"Ah, just in time," thought Scott.
He dove into a bush just as Jean entered the shallow end. Scott whipped out his binoculars and sat back to enjoy the show.
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Gambit on the other hand had a slower start, due to his previous injuries. But that was ok because he had enlisted the aid of Nightcrawler, while he went in search of Sven. There was no need to worry about Rogue and Amanda; they had reserved a tennis court for the better part of the morning. Then after tennis the girls would most likely hang out in the sauna until lunch, which left plenty of time to hunt for Sven.
It was a relatively short search. Beginning in the lobby, it progressed down a long corridor and ended in the employee lounge.
"You got de plan, mon ami?" asked Remy.
"Ja, I got it, Dude. Don't vorry," Kurt answered.
BAMF!
The boys disappeared from the hall and reappeared under a table in the lounge just as Sven was walking by. Gambit quickly charged a card, the Queen of Hearts to be exact, and slipped it into Sven's back pocket, then-
BAMF!
The dynamic duo disappeared as quickly as they had come. Only this time Nightcrawler ported them into the broom closet where Sven gave Remy a beat down. On arrival both were grinning like mad men.
"Toi, deux, un-" (hope that's spelled right)
BAM!
After the sound of frantic footsteps running down the hall post blast, Remy reached into his pocket and pulled out his walkie talkie, "Jamie, you dere, pup?"
"Ya, Gambit, I'm here. What's the sitch?" asked Jamie.
"Operation: Massacre Masseuse, has been completed-" said Remy.
"Ja, target terminated," Kurt chimed in.
"Great guys, I'll check you off the task list," said Jamie.
"Thanks," said Kurt as Remy turned off the walkie-talkie.
Gambit looked over at Kurt, "Remy owes you for dis."
"Really, it vas nothing," said Kurt.
"Non, Gambit owes you. If you need anyting come find Gambit, hear?" Remy insisted.
"Alright," said Kurt a little unsure of what he had just gotten himself into, "come on, I think you need to lie down."
BAMF!
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Meanwhile John and Piotr were in hot presuit of Wanda and Kitty.
The girls had just come from getting their nails done and were now headed for facials.
The entire time they were having their nails done, John and Piotr were in the back of the salon under two of the huge hair dryers, you know the one's they lower over the entire top of your head, pretending to read magazines. Quite a strange sight as I'm sure you can imagine-Although somehow the girls didn't notice them.
Now they were dangerously close.
-Less than 20 feet behind the girls to be exact.
The boys had followed them down a long corridor, not wanting to risk the chance of loosing sight of them.
"Oh shit," said Kitty, "I like left my cell phone back in the salon."
"Well we've got about 15 minutes before our next appointment, lets go back and get it," said Wanda.
John and Piotr exchanged looks of horror then went into two different rooms. John went left and Piotr went right.
The doors slammed just in time for Kitty and Wanda to turn around.
"What was that?" asked Wanda.
"I don't know, but this place it starting to like freak me out."
"Ya, me too," said Wanda as she and Kitty doubled back.
As it happened Piotr wound up in a storage room, but John, on the other hand was not so fortunate.
Just as he was about to breath a sigh of relief after he heard footsteps disappearing down the hall a voice came from behind him-
"Oh, you must be my next appointment - for some reason I didn't think I had another until after lunch. Oh well, hop up on the table." said a petit, blond young woman standing beside what appeared to be a fondue pot at first glance.
"Um, ok," said John a little hesitantly.
He sat down on what appeared to be an examination table.
FWAP!
The little blond pushed him down into a laying position with one well positioned hand on his chest, "Funny, I don't usually get many men in here."
"Uh-" John tried to interject, but was cut off.
"SOOooo-Do you have a favorite shape? You know a heart, a star, a moon-?" she trailed off.
"A flame," stated John.
"One flame coming up," said the blonde reaching over to turn the heat up on the so-called fondue pot.
ZIIIIIIIIIP!
"Uh-Sheila-what are you doing?!" asked Py rather perturbed that the woman had just unzipped his pants.
"Oh is this your first time?" she asked in a somewhat melodramatic tone, "Don't worry it will be over fast."
"What will be over fast?" John was getting more confused by the minute, but that's not anything earth shattering, "What are you doing with that comb-Oh- My-God-that feels good-Hey what's on that little stick-OW HOT-HOT-HOT!-What the HELL did you do that for?!-What's with the white paper-Ahhhhh, rubbing is good-"
RIP!
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In the presidential suit of Le Chateu Chaplain, in Montreal, Storm and Sabertooth were at it like it was there job. When all of a sudden-
"I-EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
Storm froze, "What was that?"
"If I didn't know any better I'd say that was Pyro," commented Sabertooth.
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Well here's the next chapter at long last. I know it's been forever and a day since I updated. But, happy news!-I know where this story is leading up to!
So until next time (hopefully sooner coming than this time),
I'm Clinically Insane
The next morning the boys set out in search of the girls, "divide and conquer" were. They had ordered in for breakfast, then unpacked all the equipment they would need for the day: walkie talkies, binoculars, camouflage gear, water proof mascara (How Much Embarrassment Can 2 Mutants Take? Ref), etc.
They left Jamie in the room with his gameboy as well as map of the spa, a walkie talkie, a list of activities and times of each girls activities and a shit load of candy from the vending machine down the hall. Needless to say Jamie was the designated "Charlie" for the rest of the boys "the angels"- And the game is on!
-------------
Scott made his way down to the pool. He knew Jean likes to begin her mornings with a swim. Even on school mornings.
"Ah, just in time," thought Scott.
He dove into a bush just as Jean entered the shallow end. Scott whipped out his binoculars and sat back to enjoy the show.
-------------
Gambit on the other hand had a slower start, due to his previous injuries. But that was ok because he had enlisted the aid of Nightcrawler, while he went in search of Sven. There was no need to worry about Rogue and Amanda; they had reserved a tennis court for the better part of the morning. Then after tennis the girls would most likely hang out in the sauna until lunch, which left plenty of time to hunt for Sven.
It was a relatively short search. Beginning in the lobby, it progressed down a long corridor and ended in the employee lounge.
"You got de plan, mon ami?" asked Remy.
"Ja, I got it, Dude. Don't vorry," Kurt answered.
BAMF!
The boys disappeared from the hall and reappeared under a table in the lounge just as Sven was walking by. Gambit quickly charged a card, the Queen of Hearts to be exact, and slipped it into Sven's back pocket, then-
BAMF!
The dynamic duo disappeared as quickly as they had come. Only this time Nightcrawler ported them into the broom closet where Sven gave Remy a beat down. On arrival both were grinning like mad men.
"Toi, deux, un-" (hope that's spelled right)
BAM!
After the sound of frantic footsteps running down the hall post blast, Remy reached into his pocket and pulled out his walkie talkie, "Jamie, you dere, pup?"
"Ya, Gambit, I'm here. What's the sitch?" asked Jamie.
"Operation: Massacre Masseuse, has been completed-" said Remy.
"Ja, target terminated," Kurt chimed in.
"Great guys, I'll check you off the task list," said Jamie.
"Thanks," said Kurt as Remy turned off the walkie-talkie.
Gambit looked over at Kurt, "Remy owes you for dis."
"Really, it vas nothing," said Kurt.
"Non, Gambit owes you. If you need anyting come find Gambit, hear?" Remy insisted.
"Alright," said Kurt a little unsure of what he had just gotten himself into, "come on, I think you need to lie down."
BAMF!
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Meanwhile John and Piotr were in hot presuit of Wanda and Kitty.
The girls had just come from getting their nails done and were now headed for facials.
The entire time they were having their nails done, John and Piotr were in the back of the salon under two of the huge hair dryers, you know the one's they lower over the entire top of your head, pretending to read magazines. Quite a strange sight as I'm sure you can imagine-Although somehow the girls didn't notice them.
Now they were dangerously close.
-Less than 20 feet behind the girls to be exact.
The boys had followed them down a long corridor, not wanting to risk the chance of loosing sight of them.
"Oh shit," said Kitty, "I like left my cell phone back in the salon."
"Well we've got about 15 minutes before our next appointment, lets go back and get it," said Wanda.
John and Piotr exchanged looks of horror then went into two different rooms. John went left and Piotr went right.
The doors slammed just in time for Kitty and Wanda to turn around.
"What was that?" asked Wanda.
"I don't know, but this place it starting to like freak me out."
"Ya, me too," said Wanda as she and Kitty doubled back.
As it happened Piotr wound up in a storage room, but John, on the other hand was not so fortunate.
Just as he was about to breath a sigh of relief after he heard footsteps disappearing down the hall a voice came from behind him-
"Oh, you must be my next appointment - for some reason I didn't think I had another until after lunch. Oh well, hop up on the table." said a petit, blond young woman standing beside what appeared to be a fondue pot at first glance.
"Um, ok," said John a little hesitantly.
He sat down on what appeared to be an examination table.
FWAP!
The little blond pushed him down into a laying position with one well positioned hand on his chest, "Funny, I don't usually get many men in here."
"Uh-" John tried to interject, but was cut off.
"SOOooo-Do you have a favorite shape? You know a heart, a star, a moon-?" she trailed off.
"A flame," stated John.
"One flame coming up," said the blonde reaching over to turn the heat up on the so-called fondue pot.
ZIIIIIIIIIP!
"Uh-Sheila-what are you doing?!" asked Py rather perturbed that the woman had just unzipped his pants.
"Oh is this your first time?" she asked in a somewhat melodramatic tone, "Don't worry it will be over fast."
"What will be over fast?" John was getting more confused by the minute, but that's not anything earth shattering, "What are you doing with that comb-Oh- My-God-that feels good-Hey what's on that little stick-OW HOT-HOT-HOT!-What the HELL did you do that for?!-What's with the white paper-Ahhhhh, rubbing is good-"
RIP!
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In the presidential suit of Le Chateu Chaplain, in Montreal, Storm and Sabertooth were at it like it was there job. When all of a sudden-
"I-EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
Storm froze, "What was that?"
"If I didn't know any better I'd say that was Pyro," commented Sabertooth.
_____________
Well here's the next chapter at long last. I know it's been forever and a day since I updated. But, happy news!-I know where this story is leading up to!
So until next time (hopefully sooner coming than this time),
I'm Clinically Insane