An Itsy-Bitsy Incident
"Well the good news is we've finally got the Professor back from Lockheed," Tabitha said as she walked into the living room. "More or less."
"More or less?" Scott yelped.
"Don't worry no limbs are missing," Tabitha told him. "We checked."
"What happened?" Scott sighed putting his hand to his head.
"Let's just say Lockheed decided to take the Professor on a tour of the mansion," Tabitha said. "He just flew around and around. Nothing major."
"That's…not bad…" Scott was starting to relax.
"Then Lockheed decided to go fly down the block," Tabitha continued. "We could hear him screaming all the way down the street."
"He flew outside the mansion grounds?" Scott yelped. "I thought Kitty trained him not to do that?"
"Apparently she must have missed a lesson," Tabitha said. "Did you know that the people down the street were trying to sell their house?"
"Were…?" Scott blinked.
"Well you see what happened…" Tabitha began.
"As you can see this is a lovely home," The real estate agent showed the prospective couple around the house.
"Yes it is," The wife said. "And so well priced! I can't believe a home like this is selling so low!"
"What's the catch?" The husband asked.
"Oh there's no catch at all," The real estate agent grinned at them.
"Are you sure we're not near an airport or something?" He asked her.
"No there's no airport here," She told him. "Just a nice, normal peaceful house."
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!" Xavier screamed as Lockheed flew through the window and around their heads. "LOCKHEED STOP THIS RIGHT NOW!"
"EEEEEEKKKK!" Both the wife and husband screamed as Lockheed flew around their heads.
"WHAT IS THAT THING?" The husband yelled.
The owner of the house ran in. "HONEY IT'S BACK!" He shouted. "GET MY GUN!" At this Lockheed flew outside. "IT'S BURNING MY ROSEBUSH AGAIN!"
"What was that?" The wife yelled.
"What was what?" The real estate agent asked as if nothing had happened.
Just then Kitty literally ran through the wall. "Excuse me have you seen a dragon flying around here? Oh wait! There he is! LOCKHEED COME BACK HERE RIGHT NOW!" She ran through the walls to the back yard.
"Well…" The real estate agent conceded. "There are a few interesting…neighbors."
"GET OUT OF MY BACK YARD YOU FREAKS!" The owner of the house could be heard outside. Something exploded. "THAT'S IT! I'M CALLING THE COPS ON YOU!"
"Okay maybe interesting isn't exactly the right…" The real estate agent began before she saw that the couple had taken off. "Word…Not again!"
"It's a good thing that guy had lousy aim with his shotgun," Tabitha finished.
"Oh…" Scott winced. "Great so we're gonna get another visit from the police!"
"Well at least the Professor's okay," Tabitha said. "Jamie is applying some minor bandages."
"He's all better!" Jamie walked in carrying something that looked like a mummy figurine.
"Multiple he looks like King Tut!" Tabitha tore the bandages off Xavier after she snatched him.
"Well he's been in de-Nile for years," Pietro snickered as he zoomed in with a camera. "Say Pyramid!" He took a picture.
"Very funny Quicksilver!" Scott snapped. "Professor are you all right?"
"If by 'all right' you mean nightmares for the next twenty years no," Xavier moaned.
"Oh come on Professor," Tabitha said. "I'm sure you won't have them for that long."
"No I meant that's how long Forge is going to be having them when I'm through with him!" Xavier snapped. "Right after I take a newspaper to Lockheed! No I can't do that. I'll use the newspaper on Forge instead!"
"How about obedience school?" Multiple suggested.
"Not a bad idea," Tabitha said. "We're still talking about Forge right?"
"Yes," Xavier sighed. "Where are the others?"
"Well Storm's with Jean, Shipwreck, Toad and Althea," Scott told him. "The others…uh…"
"We don't have a clue," Tabitha told him. Then the sound of something breaking could be heard. "But I think we just found one."
"Oh great now what?" Scott moaned.
Warren flew in erratically. "Hey there everybody!" He hiccuped as he tried to land on Tabitha's head. "Whoopsie!" He laughed as he missed.
Tabitha caught him. "Sheesh, Wings you smell like a brewery!"
"You are correct sir! (Hic!) Miss…" Warren giggled.
"Angel's drunk?" Scott gasped. "How did this happen?" He then heard the cackling laugh of Polly. "Of course! Ask a stupid question!"
Polly flew in with Mr. Small on his back. "What a ride…" Mr. Small said wearily.
"What did that bird do?" Scott shouted.
"Before or after he broke into your liquor cabinet?" Mr. Small groaned as Polly landed on a table.
"Tell me everything," Scott sighed. "Not that I really want to know but…"
"Well when this bird grabbed me we flew around and around," Mr. Small got off Polly's back. "He said he needed me for a delicate mission."
"Which was of course to help him open my private stash of alcohol," Xavier groaned.
"Bingo…" Mr. Small sighed. "But Mr. Worthington here followed us in order to stop it. Which led us into a merry chase all through the mansion. Then these kids chased us through the mansion. Needless to say quite a lot of stuff got wrecked."
"That's what usually happens around here," Scott told him.
"Well we finally ditched them and went back to the study," Mr. Small sighed. "We opened the cabinet door and had just popped open a bottle of champagne when he flew in. Of course the bottle had been shaken while we got it out and you know how sometimes champagne pops out when it's out of the bottle…"
"Let me take a wild guess," Pietro said. "The spray of alcohol hit fly boy here right in the kisser?"
"Bingo!" Warren giggled drunkenly.
"And considering his size in relation to the amount of alcohol that he inhaled of course he got drunk immediately," Xavier rolled his eyes.
"Which caused him to fly around a while we chased him," Mr. Small explained. "Um who lives in the third door on the right upstairs on the third level?"
"Ms. Monroe why?" Xavier asked.
"Well let's just say both these guys had a bit of fun with her underwear drawer," Mr. Small sighed.
"Oh man…" Scott winced. "This is so not good."
"What's not good?" Jean asked as she walked in. "Did you find them?"
"Oh yes we did," Pietro grinned. "And it looks like Storm's day is even worse!"
"I don't think I want to know this," Jean groaned. "She and the others are having a hard enough time in the library."
"The library? Did you find Beast and the others? Are they okay?" Scott asked.
"A little worse for wear after encountering the babies but yeah," Jean sighed. "But right now the babies are looking pretty good."
"What happened now?" Scott asked.
"They're in therapy with Blob," Jean groaned.
"Excuse me?" Pietro blinked. "I don't think we heard you right."
"You heard me…" Jean sighed. "Come and see for yourselves."
"Oh we definitely will!" Pietro laughed as he followed them. "I tell you I'm gonna need a whole album for this!"
Next: When therapy sessions go bad! And if that's not enough the gang gets interrupted by an unwelcome visitor! What happens? Stay tuned!