AN: This is the final chapter... It's kinda short, but don't worry. The ending is the best part! Thanks again for all the reviews!
The next morning, the professor, Storm, and Jean had arrived at the house. Most of the morning, the professor was trying to get through to Scott with no avail. Therefore, most of the excitement didn't start until early afternoon.
Jubilee was minding her own business, trying on all of Betsy's jewelry when the door flew open, courtesy of a very playful Bobby Drake, and knocked the jewelry box out of Jubes hands and into the toilet.
Bobby stared at the mess in the john and started to snicker. "Oops. Sorry Jubes... Have fun!" He bounded off down the hall.
"I'm not getting it!" Jubes shouted at him.
She ran downstairs and began to whine to Remy and Pete until they could take no more. The pair followed the sugar-hyped teen up the stairs, glumly. Pete yielded a toolbox while Remy carried a flashlight.
They got to work immediately. Remy started sticking various tools down the toilet's bowl attempting to dislodge the jewelry. He dropped about six tools down the hole and was about to try again with a wrench.
"Forget it, you idiot," Pete said, trying to pry the wrench from Remy's hand.
"'Ey!" Remy shouted. He glared at Pete and charged the wrench.
"Ah!" Pete yelled, dropping the charged tool into the toilet. Within seconds the toilet met the same fate as the grill. This time, digested meat flew everywhere.
Kitty and Rogue walked by the bathroom after the incident occurred.
"Ewe," Kitty said, sniffing the air, "what's that smell?"
"Don't look at me Sugah," Rogue replied.
The boys walked out of the bathroom, covered in sh-crap.
"Guess who's sleepin' on the couch tonight." Rogue said, holding back giggles.
Remy and Pete ran past their girlfriends toward the other bathroom to attempt to remove the substance that was now invading their personal-bubbles.
The professor was occupying the other bathroom attempting to pluck stray hairs from his head with a pair of tweezers.
"Open up! It's an emergency!" Pete yelled as he and Remy pounded on the bathroom door. When the door was not promptly opened Pete kicked it open.
"These stupid tweezers don't work!" The professor exclaimed as he stood in front of the mirror.
"Remy let you use his, now get out homme!" Remy shouted. "What do you use tweezers for, LeBeau?" Pete asked, staring at the Cajun.
"Gambit 'ave a uni-brow d'accord? Now get de hell outa dere!" At this the professor turned to the pair and noticed that they were covered in crap. He began to laugh uncontrollably.
Pete and Remy then headed for the pool. When they got to the vast body of water, Bobby had frozen it and was currently using it as an ice skating rink. They had already attempted to jump into it before they noticed this, and landed with a thump on the solid water.
"Ooo, that had to hurt." Bobby stated noticing that his friends mistake. He sniffed the air a bit. "What the hell smells like as-crap?" He took a closer look at Remy and Pete. "Ewwe... That's degrading. I never should have let Kitty borrow my camera!" With that Bobby scampered off.
Later that evening, Remy and Pete finally got their much needed bath when the ice melted enough for them to fall through.
Scott, finally able to admit to himself that his sanity was officially gone without a trace, picked up the phone and dialed the number to Westchester Psychiatric.
"Hello," Scott said to the operator at the institution, "I think my brain ran away. I tried looking for it but it was gone. Do you know where it is?"
"Sir, give me your name and address and I'll send a van over immediately," the operator replied.
"Okay!" Scott shouted as hung up the phone. Scott suddenly put his had up to his mouth. "Oh!" he said, realizing he forgot to give the woman his address. "Here, number, number, number, number..."
As Scott continued the search for the phone number, Logan, Remy, and Pete stood in the hall listening to their C.O. confessing to his insanity.
"Alright, you two," Logan said, "fork it over."
Remy and Pete took wads of cash out of their pockets and handed them to Logan.
As everyone was sound asleep in their lop-sided beds, Scott wandered the hallways, searching for his mind. He stumbled upon Warren's closet and opened the doors. When he saw all the wonderful things it contained, he looked about himself to check that no one was looking and began to laugh insanely.
AN: Hope you enjoyed it! There will be an epilogue but it hasn't quite been written yet... We're working on it! Please tell me what you think!