Title: Madness Takes Its Toll (Circle of Death)
Summary: The mutants of the Institute throw a party, celebrating the demise of Apocalypse. Contains slash, femslash and hetero couples.
Disclaimer: X-Men: Evolution does not belong to me. In fact, this idea doesn't even really belong to me. I stole it from
Beaubier (FF.N user number: 486319). The new title is from The Rocky Horror Picture Show (in the Time Warp song).
Rules for Circle of Death
2 – Give two drinks
3 – Give three
4 – Give four
5 – Give five
6 – Give six
7 – Give seven
8 – Never have I ever...
9 – Make a rule
10 – Smack your head
J – Rhyme
Q – Question
K – Lose an article of clothing
A – Waterfall
**
All was quiet in the X-Mansion.
This is weird, in and of itself. When the hell is it quiet in a mansion full of teenagers with super powers?
Nevertheless, it was quiet. Until a sports car flew down the driveway and parked in the garage. The Cajun—who had been driving—picked up a bag out of the back seat and balanced it on his hip as he tried to pick up the other. There was a *bamf!* sound and a blue-furred elf grabbed the second bag before the Cajun dropped them both.
"Ach, mein Freund, vhas did you get?"
"Wine, rum, Everclear, vodka, Smirnoff and your basic beer."
"Wunderbar! Good timing too, Tabby just got done explaining rules."
Remy grinned at the German elf, reaching out to clasp the other's shoulder. With a *bamf!* and a sulphuric smell they were gone from the garage.
They reappeared in one of the little-used rooms of the X-Mansion. Tonight there was a belated party, celebrating the demise (or at least temporary setback) of Apocalypse. There had been goofing off, food, innocent dancing...then some not-so-innocent dancing. Wanda and Rogue had surprised everyone with the idea to play a game. Truth or Dare and Spin-the-Bottle were vetoed immediately. Just as everyone was thinking about Strip Poker, Tabby brought up the greatest party game of all time.
Circle of Death.
Of course, Circle of Death required alcohol. Only one person in the room was of legal age to buy said drinks. Thankfully, Remy already knew the rules, so he left the explaining to Tabby, stole Scott's car and drove into town to buy drinks.
Tabby was currently shuffling a deck of cards when the pair appeared bearing alcohol. She was trying for the third time to explain to Jean why the King rule had to stay.
"Glasses around!" Kurt began passing out the glasses—previously stolen from the kitchen. "Fill vith vhatever drink you vant." He also started passing around the alcohol and various other drinks for mixes. "Everyone has to have some alcohol in their glass, though it doesn't matter how much. Those of you who haven't drank before, go light, ja? Oh, und mein Freundin? Fill mine vith beer, bitte."
"Sure thing, Kurt," Amanda replied. She snatched one of the beer bottle—right after Evan just used a spike to open it for himself—and filled Kurt's glass.
"Is even Heineken," Remy pointed out.
"Ach! Danke!"
"You've drank before, Kurt?" Scott asked, a bit surprised. He was trying not to be a stick-in-the-mud and watch Bobby and Roberto mix his drink.
"Ja! Everyone drinks in Deutschland. Though, the younger you are, the more watered down your beer is."
"No Bud?"
Kurt gave Sam a look of pure horror. "Keep your good-ole-boy drinking habits to yourself!"
This made everyone laugh. The mutant teens arranged themselves around the coffee table, lounging in various positions. They squished themselves together on the couch and two chairs, those who weren't lucky enough to rank furniture made due with pillows on the floor.
"Tabby first, it was her idea." Jean used a tone that provoked no argument.
Tabby leaned forward and drew a card. "Seven! Lessee...Scott four and Jean three!"
The two team leaders drank their designated amounts. Ray chose his card. He set it down and immediately smacked his head. Pietro, Remy, John, Tabby, Alex and Kurt followed suit at the same time. The others followed soon after. Bobby was the slowest and took his drink.
Rahne practically bounced off her cushion to get to the cards. She drew hers and her eyes lit up.
"Uh-oh," Rogue mumbled.
"Nine! The new rule is—" she thought carefully for a moment, "—if a King is drawn, everyone has to lose an article of clothing."
John, Lance, Roberto and Bobby cheered and got nasty looks from several girls.
"I, like, thought she was the innocent one," Kitty said.
Rahne just grinned widely.
"Dude, my turn!" Alex picked up his card. "That is not funny." He shot a glare at Rahne. "You sure you are clairvoyant?" He asked her as he place the card on the table...a King.
Rahne, John, Lance, Roberto and Bobby fell over laughing.
"C'mon, c'mon lads 'n lasses," Rahne encouraged, stripping off her socks. Most were able to do the same. Except Kurt, Ray, Alex, Amanda and John, all of whom weren't wearing socks or shoes. The boys lost their shirts. Amanda looked at everyone, then to Kurt, and then shot a glare at Rahne. She reached behind her back and unsnapped her bra—much to the amusement of the guys—then wiggled around to get it off while keeping her shirt on. Kurt's yellow eyes were the size of quarters when she threw a see-through bra into the corner of the room.
Most of the girls cracked up. "Now I see why you didn't just take off your shirt," Amara exclaimed.
Amanda just 'hmphed' and glared at Evan until he stopped laughing and selected a card.
"Two drinks to Kurt, because he looks like he needs it!"
This statement drew everyone's attention to Kurt, who was staring at the bra his girlfriend had thrown with an odd looked on his face. "Vas?" He demanded, coming back to the real world.
"Two drinks, dude!"
Kurt gladly swallowed his two. "My turn, ja?"
"Ja!" The room echoed.
Kurt selected his card and threw it down on the table. "Waterfall, mein Freunds."
"Go easy, Elf," Remy cautioned. "Young'n's are present." He ignored the indignant looks from everyone under sixteen.
"Right." Kurt picked up his glass and began to down it. Around the room, everyone followed suit. The point of this particular rule was that everyone began to drink and couldn't stop until the person to their right stopped. Kurt went for a few seconds before putting down his glass. Everyone quickly followed suit around the circle.
"My turn!" Amanda sounded very cheerful. She took her card. "Yes!" She slammed the nine on the table hard and grinned triumphantly at Evan and Rahne. "Rahne's rule is hereby nullified!"
"Aww," Rahne moaned. "Bugger. Ya wouldna be complainin' if'n ya hadn't had ta take off your bra!"
Danielle—who wasn't familiar with most of the people here—tried not to giggle. She took her card and put it down. It was a Queen. "Did I just select a Queen?" She asked, as the rules stated.
"How do I know you selected a Queen?" Kitty asked.
"How do we know you didn't select a King?" Lance asked.
"'Cause no one took their clothes off—shit." Pietro threw his hands up in the air in defeat. "Not fair." He took his designated drink.
"Like, my turn!" Kitty eagerly selected a card. "Five drinks to—um—Rogue!"
Rogue just shrugged and took her drinks.
Lance was next, and took his card. "Three drinks to Pietro."
"Whyfore?"
"'Cause you're a funny drunk."
Pietro attempted to pout while drinking and ended up dribbling down his chin. "Aww, fuck!"
John laughed and helped Pietro clean himself up. The two ended up spilling more.
"Good lord, are they already drunk?" Scott asked.
"Non, just hyper." Remy held up a bag of empty pixie stix tubes. "Pixie Stix do that to them."
Pietro, still giggling, picked a card. "Oo-oh! King!" He sat back and contemplated. "Tabby!"
The Brotherhood (including the ex-member, Tabby) and the Acolytes gave him a funny look. Tabby did as told, taking her shirt off, revealing a very loud, lacey, lime-green bra.
"Good lord, where did you buy that?" Jean looked faintly shocked.
"Umm...I don't remember..."
"My turn, my turn!" John practically jumped at the deck of cards. "Aww...fuck...no fun. Four drinks to Pietro."
"Again, whyfore?"
"'Cause you're a cu—erm, funny—drunk, mate."
"Remy needs more drink," Remy stated.
"You know that creeps me out when you talk in third person, mate. Hey, wait a minute! You haven't had hardly anything except that waterfall!"
"Hmm, odd."
"You've been sneaking drinks!" John exclaimed.
"Well, oui, but Remy still needs more."
**
That seemed like an okay place to stop! More soon, and suggestions are welcome!
