Ok. So I had the question, "How does Kitty know to use dish soap and Febreze to get rid of the smell?" Well, that's simple. Dish soap is a naturally strong soap that gets out almost anything, smells great too, and Febreze is great at leaving a clean smell. I have used the two to clean stuff that can stain and smells bad. No, it wasn't alcohol, but it had a pretty strong smell to it. Also, women have this way of knowing how to clean a house and make it smell good. Kitty should know. She has probably made a bunch of messes she had to get rid of and cover up before anyone found out. Thanks to those of you who reviewed. It was greatly appreciated. Now, onto the story!!
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The next morning, when Scott went to wake Jean up for the Danger Room session, he got this loud scream in his head to go away and leave her alone. Getting the point he left. After the session, all the students had a shower, and were getting ready for the day, while a few were preparing breakfast. Scott went to go see if Jean was willing to get up and at least eat something.
*Knock knock* "Jean?" Scott tested.
"Go away." came the muffled reply from inside.
"I'm coming in Jean." Scott said, while opening the door.
Looking around the dark room, Scott looked for Jean. Spotting her curled up under her covers, he went to the side of her bed and sat down.
"Hey. How you feeling?" He asked, gently stroking her hair.
"Not good. If I knew my head would hurt this much, I wouldn't have drank that much." Jean mumbled.
Chuckling, Scott nudged her side and held out his hands. "Here. Take these." He whispered, handing her the pills and glass of water.
"Thanks. How come your still not in bed?" Jean asked, taking the pills and putting the now half empty glass onto the side table.
"I don't know. I guess because I used to drink anything and everything, and yes even vodka, I got used to the effects of it, and now I can handle the stuff better." Scott thought out loud.
"Not fair." Jean sighed, laying back down and closing her eyes.
"I'll be back in a few hours to see how your doing." Scott said, kissing her forehead and leaving.
"K."
*~A few hours later~*
Opening the door, Scott walked into Jean's room and sat down at the exact same place as he did a few hours earlier. Gently shaking her, Scott woke up Jean.
"Feeling any better? You should be by now." Scott asked.
"Yeah. A bit, but..." Jean never got to finish her sentence, when she tore the covers off of her and ran to the bathroom, slamming the door.
Scott could hear her being violently sick from the other side of the door. Going to her bedroom door, Scott poked his head out and saw no one out there. Deciding it was worth a shot, he went to the top of the stairs and yelled for Kurt to get up there.
"What do you need Scott? I was eating." Kurt asked, slightly angry.
"Your always eating." Scott replied. Gesturing for Kurt to follow him, Scott walked back to Jean's room. "Do me a favour? Get me a glass of water, and put some ice in it, and get me a glass of apple juice please."
"Why can't you get it?" Kurt snapped.
"Because it's not for me. It's for Jean. She's sick, and seeing that this was your idea, you can help."
"It wasn't my idea. It was Evan's."
"Then get Evan to do it!" Scott yelled. "I don't care who does it, as long as someone does it."
"Do you want ice in the apple juice too?"
"No. Just the water please."
"Fine."
"Thanks Kurt." Scott replied right before Kurt 'ported away.
'porting back, Evan handed Scott the drinks before him and Kurt 'ported away, to do whatever they were going to do.
Walking back into the room, Scott saw Jean leaning against the door frame of her bathroom.
"Here. Drink these." Scott spoke up.
Pushing the drinks away, Jean simply answered, "No."
"Jean. You haven't eaten or drank anything for almost 24 hours. True, you had alcohol, but what was left in your stomach, isn't there now."
"Whatever." Jean said grabbing the water out of Scott's hand and drinking some of it. "Happy?"
"Yes."
"Good. I'm going back to bed then. Leave the juice here and I'll drink it later."
"K. Have a good sleep." Scott said, placing the juice on her dresser, and leaving the room. "See you in a bit."
Closing the door behind him, he set off to find Kurt to give him the speech, 'When someone asks you to do something, do it!' speech.
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I've updated!!! *will accept hugs now* Just kidding!! I would like to thank the people who reviewed again!! I love you guys!! You make writing this worthwhile. I know that this chapter is short, but I have exams coming up, and Christmas. Well, Christmas then exams, but I should start studying during Christmas break if I want to pass. Real good way to spend Christmas. Studying and working. Anyways, I have the story mostly planned out, so, all I have to do is fill it in more and type it up. Let me know if you have an idea to the end of it, and if it's better than mine, I might use it. Thanks!!
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The next morning, when Scott went to wake Jean up for the Danger Room session, he got this loud scream in his head to go away and leave her alone. Getting the point he left. After the session, all the students had a shower, and were getting ready for the day, while a few were preparing breakfast. Scott went to go see if Jean was willing to get up and at least eat something.
*Knock knock* "Jean?" Scott tested.
"Go away." came the muffled reply from inside.
"I'm coming in Jean." Scott said, while opening the door.
Looking around the dark room, Scott looked for Jean. Spotting her curled up under her covers, he went to the side of her bed and sat down.
"Hey. How you feeling?" He asked, gently stroking her hair.
"Not good. If I knew my head would hurt this much, I wouldn't have drank that much." Jean mumbled.
Chuckling, Scott nudged her side and held out his hands. "Here. Take these." He whispered, handing her the pills and glass of water.
"Thanks. How come your still not in bed?" Jean asked, taking the pills and putting the now half empty glass onto the side table.
"I don't know. I guess because I used to drink anything and everything, and yes even vodka, I got used to the effects of it, and now I can handle the stuff better." Scott thought out loud.
"Not fair." Jean sighed, laying back down and closing her eyes.
"I'll be back in a few hours to see how your doing." Scott said, kissing her forehead and leaving.
"K."
*~A few hours later~*
Opening the door, Scott walked into Jean's room and sat down at the exact same place as he did a few hours earlier. Gently shaking her, Scott woke up Jean.
"Feeling any better? You should be by now." Scott asked.
"Yeah. A bit, but..." Jean never got to finish her sentence, when she tore the covers off of her and ran to the bathroom, slamming the door.
Scott could hear her being violently sick from the other side of the door. Going to her bedroom door, Scott poked his head out and saw no one out there. Deciding it was worth a shot, he went to the top of the stairs and yelled for Kurt to get up there.
"What do you need Scott? I was eating." Kurt asked, slightly angry.
"Your always eating." Scott replied. Gesturing for Kurt to follow him, Scott walked back to Jean's room. "Do me a favour? Get me a glass of water, and put some ice in it, and get me a glass of apple juice please."
"Why can't you get it?" Kurt snapped.
"Because it's not for me. It's for Jean. She's sick, and seeing that this was your idea, you can help."
"It wasn't my idea. It was Evan's."
"Then get Evan to do it!" Scott yelled. "I don't care who does it, as long as someone does it."
"Do you want ice in the apple juice too?"
"No. Just the water please."
"Fine."
"Thanks Kurt." Scott replied right before Kurt 'ported away.
'porting back, Evan handed Scott the drinks before him and Kurt 'ported away, to do whatever they were going to do.
Walking back into the room, Scott saw Jean leaning against the door frame of her bathroom.
"Here. Drink these." Scott spoke up.
Pushing the drinks away, Jean simply answered, "No."
"Jean. You haven't eaten or drank anything for almost 24 hours. True, you had alcohol, but what was left in your stomach, isn't there now."
"Whatever." Jean said grabbing the water out of Scott's hand and drinking some of it. "Happy?"
"Yes."
"Good. I'm going back to bed then. Leave the juice here and I'll drink it later."
"K. Have a good sleep." Scott said, placing the juice on her dresser, and leaving the room. "See you in a bit."
Closing the door behind him, he set off to find Kurt to give him the speech, 'When someone asks you to do something, do it!' speech.
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I've updated!!! *will accept hugs now* Just kidding!! I would like to thank the people who reviewed again!! I love you guys!! You make writing this worthwhile. I know that this chapter is short, but I have exams coming up, and Christmas. Well, Christmas then exams, but I should start studying during Christmas break if I want to pass. Real good way to spend Christmas. Studying and working. Anyways, I have the story mostly planned out, so, all I have to do is fill it in more and type it up. Let me know if you have an idea to the end of it, and if it's better than mine, I might use it. Thanks!!