AUTHOR'S NOTE: just ta clear this up incase there's any confusion. kitty and ororo are orderlies (like nurses i suppose) and uh...yeah. don't worry for you peoples who wanna see gambit crazy...i have plans for him. mwahahaha....
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Crazy Like Me
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A few days later....
Night time was descending upon the loony bin and Kitty, Ororo, Erik, and Charles roamed around, gathering up patients and sending them to their rooms to lock up for the night.
Kitty found Beast hanging upside down in the danger room, biting his nails. She looked up at him with a scowl on her face, hands on her hips. "Hank, how did you get in here? The door's always locked."
Hank did a flip in mid-air and landed nibly on the floor beside Kitty. He pointed a shaky finger to the corner of the room. "I had to hide from the p-p-purple people!!! Kurt let me in to hide...but they followed me!"
Kitty took hold of Hank's arm and started walking with him out of the danger room. "Alright come on, it's like, time to go to bed." Kitty picked up her radio that rested on her belt and called in Storm. "Storm, it's Kitty, have you gotten Kurt yet?"
"Yes Kitty, he's very much sedated and locked up for the night." Storm's voice replied over the radio.
Kitty nodded, clipping her radio back to her belt and walked with Hank to his room.
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"Aw, bloody hell!!!" Pyro shouted as he scurried around the rec room when Ororo spotted him.
"Pyro get back here! We have curfew in this institution young man! You should know that by now!" she yelled, electricity sparking around her and her eyes turning white.
Pyro frowned, leaning up against the pool table. He pointed at Logan who had found his place back in front of the TV. "What about HIM huh?! He gets ta stay up!"
Ororo sighed. "Logan's an insomniac, he'll be getting his meds and going to bed sortly I assure you."
Pyro mumbled something incoherent under his breath, dropping his hands by his sides in defeat as he started towards Ororo.
Something caught her attention out of the corner of her eye as she guided Pyro out of the room. Ororo turned to the TV, but there was no one there. "Now where did he go?" she frowned, her eyebrows furrowed. She shook her head and started towards the stairs with one patient.
Going all the way down the stairs was a big ice slide that had already begun to melt. An icy blur went passed Ororo and Pyro as they reached the steps.
"I don't wanna grow up, I'm a Toys 'R' Us kid!!!!!" Bobby sang as he rode his ice slide up and down the steps.
"Bobby!!" Ororo shouted, grabbing Pyro by the collar of his shirt as he started to take off on her.
"Yeeeeeeesssssss?" Bobby slid to a half in front of the weather goddess, smiling innocently.
"You're room. Now."
Bobby sighed, and Ororo took him by the arm, now leading him and Pyro.
Pyro stuck his tongue out at Bobby. "You got caught mate! haha!" he whispered, laughing.
Bobby glared at Pyro and tried to ignore him. "Next time Lucky bothers me, I'm telling him YOU stole his Lucky Charms." he grumbled.
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Erik walked through the cafeteria, checking under tables for patients who were dodging bed time. He took his radio from his belt and held down the button. "Charles? It's Erik, I'm still unable to locate Toad."
There was a little crackling on the radio before Professor Xavier responded. "He's in the infirmary. After eating 5 tubes of toothpaste he got sick and Ororo brought him down there."
Erik rolled his eyes and sighed. "Alright, then is that all of them?" he questioned into the radio again.
"Kitty gathered Jean and Rogue, only Scott and Logan are missing now." Charles replied.
Magneto was about to clip his radio back to his belt, when he thought he heard talking just outside the cafeteria. It sounded like the person was...counting? Realization struck him and he again brought the radio to his mouth. "I think I've discovered Scott."
Charles simply replied with an 'alright', and Magneto quietly exited the cafeteria.
Scott was pacing the hallway, mumbling, "1, 2, 3....1, 2,3....1, 2, 3..." as he walked back and forth.
Erik sighed, stepping infront of the boy. "Shouldn't you be in your room?" he raised an eyebrow, his tone very serious.
Scott stopped abrubtly, staring at the master of magnetism with wide eyes. "No, no, no...wait." he seemed to think for a moment, then his eyes darted around until he caught sight of Erik's watch and stared at it. "Yes, yes, yes...lock up....night time..."
Magneto sighed and started walking through the hall, waiting for Scott to follow him.
"Need to take other meds...yep, yep, yep...nightly meds...3rd pill time of the day...." the boy mumbled as he walked.
"Ok, we'll get you your meds...now, have you seen Logan?" Erik asked accusing, like Scott should know where he was.
The boy shook his head 3 times. "No." he started to fidget, then nodded 3 times as Magneto continued to stare at him accusingly. "Yes." Scott pointed toward the kitchen. "Something about pants pie..."
"Oh dear..." Erik sighed, then turned back to Scott. "Can I trust you to go straight to your room? I will send up Ororo for your nightly meds."
Scott started up the steps. "Yeah..." The boy had to have his meds 3 times a day, at the correct times, or everything would be messed up for him. He left willingly, quickening his pace.
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Erik cautiously entered the kitchen and flipped on a lightswitch. He found Logan sitting in the sink with a pan on his head. His eyes were all bloodshot, looking like he hadn't slept in a while. Magneto raised an eyebrow as Logan looked his way. "Meds, and lock up time, let's get moving."
Logan glanced to his side, mumbled something, then turned back to Magneto. "We can't do that."
"You don't want me to make you." Erik told him, a dangerous tone to his voice. He crossed his arms over his chest and with a flick of his wrist, he lifted Logan out of the sink by the metal in his skeleton and left him hovering there.
"WAIT! We don't like to fly! We get air sick!!!" Logan yelled, grunting with a failed attempt to break free from Magneto's hold. "Drop Dead Fred will kill you! Chop you up in the meat grinder!" he snarled furiously.
Ororo stormed into the kitchen, glaring at Magneto. "Erik! You cannot treat patients that way!"
Magneto rolled his eyes and released Logan, watching as he fell to the kitchen floor with a *thud*. He turned on his heel and angrily left the kitchen, mumbling something about 'disipline'.
Ororo kindly approached Logan and sat beside him on the floor. She pulled a bottle of pills from her pocket, spilling some into her palm and handing them to him. "Take these, it will help you sleep." Normally with certain patients, the only way to deal with them was in a kind and calm manner. She also thought Logan had some kind of crush on her because he didn't respond this well with the others.
Logan took the pills from her offered hand and chewed them, still a disgruntled look on his face. "Fred doesn't like Mr. Magnet...." he grumbled. "He's a jerk..."
Ororo patted his back, stifling a short laugh.
Suddenly the peaceful moment was interrupted with a break in the radio silence. "STORM! KURT'S GOTTEN OUT!!!!"
A/N: i will have gambit come in later...pietro too maybe. just be patient! and please review!!!
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Crazy Like Me
~*~*~
A few days later....
Night time was descending upon the loony bin and Kitty, Ororo, Erik, and Charles roamed around, gathering up patients and sending them to their rooms to lock up for the night.
Kitty found Beast hanging upside down in the danger room, biting his nails. She looked up at him with a scowl on her face, hands on her hips. "Hank, how did you get in here? The door's always locked."
Hank did a flip in mid-air and landed nibly on the floor beside Kitty. He pointed a shaky finger to the corner of the room. "I had to hide from the p-p-purple people!!! Kurt let me in to hide...but they followed me!"
Kitty took hold of Hank's arm and started walking with him out of the danger room. "Alright come on, it's like, time to go to bed." Kitty picked up her radio that rested on her belt and called in Storm. "Storm, it's Kitty, have you gotten Kurt yet?"
"Yes Kitty, he's very much sedated and locked up for the night." Storm's voice replied over the radio.
Kitty nodded, clipping her radio back to her belt and walked with Hank to his room.
~*~*~
"Aw, bloody hell!!!" Pyro shouted as he scurried around the rec room when Ororo spotted him.
"Pyro get back here! We have curfew in this institution young man! You should know that by now!" she yelled, electricity sparking around her and her eyes turning white.
Pyro frowned, leaning up against the pool table. He pointed at Logan who had found his place back in front of the TV. "What about HIM huh?! He gets ta stay up!"
Ororo sighed. "Logan's an insomniac, he'll be getting his meds and going to bed sortly I assure you."
Pyro mumbled something incoherent under his breath, dropping his hands by his sides in defeat as he started towards Ororo.
Something caught her attention out of the corner of her eye as she guided Pyro out of the room. Ororo turned to the TV, but there was no one there. "Now where did he go?" she frowned, her eyebrows furrowed. She shook her head and started towards the stairs with one patient.
Going all the way down the stairs was a big ice slide that had already begun to melt. An icy blur went passed Ororo and Pyro as they reached the steps.
"I don't wanna grow up, I'm a Toys 'R' Us kid!!!!!" Bobby sang as he rode his ice slide up and down the steps.
"Bobby!!" Ororo shouted, grabbing Pyro by the collar of his shirt as he started to take off on her.
"Yeeeeeeesssssss?" Bobby slid to a half in front of the weather goddess, smiling innocently.
"You're room. Now."
Bobby sighed, and Ororo took him by the arm, now leading him and Pyro.
Pyro stuck his tongue out at Bobby. "You got caught mate! haha!" he whispered, laughing.
Bobby glared at Pyro and tried to ignore him. "Next time Lucky bothers me, I'm telling him YOU stole his Lucky Charms." he grumbled.
~*~*~
Erik walked through the cafeteria, checking under tables for patients who were dodging bed time. He took his radio from his belt and held down the button. "Charles? It's Erik, I'm still unable to locate Toad."
There was a little crackling on the radio before Professor Xavier responded. "He's in the infirmary. After eating 5 tubes of toothpaste he got sick and Ororo brought him down there."
Erik rolled his eyes and sighed. "Alright, then is that all of them?" he questioned into the radio again.
"Kitty gathered Jean and Rogue, only Scott and Logan are missing now." Charles replied.
Magneto was about to clip his radio back to his belt, when he thought he heard talking just outside the cafeteria. It sounded like the person was...counting? Realization struck him and he again brought the radio to his mouth. "I think I've discovered Scott."
Charles simply replied with an 'alright', and Magneto quietly exited the cafeteria.
Scott was pacing the hallway, mumbling, "1, 2, 3....1, 2,3....1, 2, 3..." as he walked back and forth.
Erik sighed, stepping infront of the boy. "Shouldn't you be in your room?" he raised an eyebrow, his tone very serious.
Scott stopped abrubtly, staring at the master of magnetism with wide eyes. "No, no, no...wait." he seemed to think for a moment, then his eyes darted around until he caught sight of Erik's watch and stared at it. "Yes, yes, yes...lock up....night time..."
Magneto sighed and started walking through the hall, waiting for Scott to follow him.
"Need to take other meds...yep, yep, yep...nightly meds...3rd pill time of the day...." the boy mumbled as he walked.
"Ok, we'll get you your meds...now, have you seen Logan?" Erik asked accusing, like Scott should know where he was.
The boy shook his head 3 times. "No." he started to fidget, then nodded 3 times as Magneto continued to stare at him accusingly. "Yes." Scott pointed toward the kitchen. "Something about pants pie..."
"Oh dear..." Erik sighed, then turned back to Scott. "Can I trust you to go straight to your room? I will send up Ororo for your nightly meds."
Scott started up the steps. "Yeah..." The boy had to have his meds 3 times a day, at the correct times, or everything would be messed up for him. He left willingly, quickening his pace.
~*~*~
Erik cautiously entered the kitchen and flipped on a lightswitch. He found Logan sitting in the sink with a pan on his head. His eyes were all bloodshot, looking like he hadn't slept in a while. Magneto raised an eyebrow as Logan looked his way. "Meds, and lock up time, let's get moving."
Logan glanced to his side, mumbled something, then turned back to Magneto. "We can't do that."
"You don't want me to make you." Erik told him, a dangerous tone to his voice. He crossed his arms over his chest and with a flick of his wrist, he lifted Logan out of the sink by the metal in his skeleton and left him hovering there.
"WAIT! We don't like to fly! We get air sick!!!" Logan yelled, grunting with a failed attempt to break free from Magneto's hold. "Drop Dead Fred will kill you! Chop you up in the meat grinder!" he snarled furiously.
Ororo stormed into the kitchen, glaring at Magneto. "Erik! You cannot treat patients that way!"
Magneto rolled his eyes and released Logan, watching as he fell to the kitchen floor with a *thud*. He turned on his heel and angrily left the kitchen, mumbling something about 'disipline'.
Ororo kindly approached Logan and sat beside him on the floor. She pulled a bottle of pills from her pocket, spilling some into her palm and handing them to him. "Take these, it will help you sleep." Normally with certain patients, the only way to deal with them was in a kind and calm manner. She also thought Logan had some kind of crush on her because he didn't respond this well with the others.
Logan took the pills from her offered hand and chewed them, still a disgruntled look on his face. "Fred doesn't like Mr. Magnet...." he grumbled. "He's a jerk..."
Ororo patted his back, stifling a short laugh.
Suddenly the peaceful moment was interrupted with a break in the radio silence. "STORM! KURT'S GOTTEN OUT!!!!"
A/N: i will have gambit come in later...pietro too maybe. just be patient! and please review!!!