Drei
Part 2
By Mieren
Forge had gotten so worked up while waiting for Scott and Xavier to return with Kurt that he had effectively gathered the attention of several of the X-Men at the institute. After learning what had happened, Kitty, Rogue and Evan joined the rest of the group that had gathered in the front lobby, waiting to see if he was okay.
"Forge, calm down," Beast soothed. "I'm sure he's fine."
"But he was so upset!" Forge said, clearly bothered. "What if I hurt him?"
"Dude, what exactly happened?" Evan asked.
"I was trying to help him with his teleportation. The device shorted out."
"Tell me that none of those things, like, escaped again!" Kitty cried.
"They couldn't have," Forge said. "All I did was amplify his power."
"It is a little more complicated than that," Xavier said, coming through the front door. Jean and Kitty jumped, startled. Scott followed closely behind the professor, glancing over his shoulder to where the three blue mutants were still arguing in the van.
"Where is he?" Kitty asked. "Is he hurt?"
"Uh, just some singed fur," Scott temporized.
"Singed nothing!" Kurt snapped, storming through the door. "It's melted!"
"That gizmo of yours exploded!" a second fuzzball yelled, coming in directly behind the first, the third behind him.
"When I let you triple my powers, this is NOT what I agreed to!"
The three trailed off their joint rant, noticing that they had a mortified audience that seemed too stunned to understand what they were saying. Evan was the first to regain control over his tongue, voicing what everyone was thinking.
"Holy shit."
"No kidding," Rogue agreed numbly. "One of him was bad enough."
"We heard that!"
"And to think that I was originally going to set it at fifteen," Forge said weakly. The Kurts gave him a dirty look.
"That's it! You two hold him down. I'll beat him up."
"Sounds good to us."
"Kurt," Xavier reprimanded.
The three blue mutants glanced at each other briefly before one of them spoke.
"Which one of us do you want to yell at? At least two of us are going to be busy for awhile," he said. They were all looking at Forge and a good deal of knuckle cracking was going on as they stretched their tridactyl hands.
"Don't worry!" Forge said, trying to calm down the three angry mutants. "I can fix this."
"He's right, Kurt. You must remain calm," Storm soothed.
"I just wonder what will happen to your memories," Xavier pondered almost to himself. "Narrowing three perspectives down to one may create stress on your mind."
"That's funny, I was wondering something too," Kurt said.
"Yeah," another joined in. "If the three of us were to have wild, kinky, furry sex, would it be incest or just extreme masturbation?"
"That's it! I'm out of here," Evan said, throwing his arms up into the air as he quickly made his escape.
"Me too," Rogue said. "I'm not liking where this conversation is headed."
"I think I'll let you decide the answer to your conundrum on your own," Jean muttered, following her departing peers.
"Ew! Kurt! How can you even think something like that?" Kitty cried, running after Jean.
"See? I told you it would creep her out!"
"And everyone else."
"I'm just worried that Scott is still here."
"I just realized that I have homework," Scott said, looking uncomfortable as he backed away from the group. "If you need anything, I'll be in my room."
"Was that an offer?"
"I think it was."
"Cool. A foursome."
That was the final straw. Scott ran for it, determined to protect his sanity and possibly virginity, depending on how serious the blue fuzzballs where. Xavier gaped for the second time that day.
"Kurt," he began slowly. "When exactly did you hold that conversation on your plans to tease Kitty?"
There was a momentary silence while the three Kurts stared at each other. Emotions flickered over their faces. As one, they turned back to face the four mutants waiting on their response.
"We can hear each other, professor."
"Telepathy?" Forge interrupted incredulously, dark eyes wide. "You mean you developed another gift?"
"Is that even possible?" Storm asked softly.
"I don't think so. We can only hear each other."
"Fascinating," Xavier murmured. "Kurt's mind couldn't fully be separated when his physical form was tripled."
"Man, if Forge had set that thing of his at fifteen, we'd go insane!"
"This is bad enough."
"I'm sure it is," Beast placated. "It's going to be rough on everyone involved. I'm still trying to figure out how the professor is going to afford to feed you three."
"Hey!"
"That was totally uncalled for."
"I don't eat that much! I can't speak for those two…"
"What was that?"
"I think he just volunteered to be the one to sleep on the couch."
"Hey! What about the orgy?"
"Three of us cannot fit in our bed."
"Stacked up, we can."
"I am NOT hearing this," Storm groaned. "I leave you three to deal with them."
"Thanks," Forge muttered sarcastically.
"Perhaps this should be one of the conversations you hold among yourselves," Xavier suggested.
"What fun would that be?"
"What was that about holding ourselves?"
"I think it was a suggestion."
"Spoken like a true virgin," Beast interrupted before it could get any worse. The Kurts sputtered and glared. Were they not covered in blue fur, they would have been bright red. Beast simply offered them an innocent look.
"Kurt, why don't you head back to the lab with Forge and Beast," Xavier interrupted, rubbing his temples. He was just beginning to realize the full extent of the impact three Kurts was going to have on the institute and it worried him.
To Be Continued…
Sorry the sections are short. I'm just having fun here. Oh, notice that the rating went up. I decided that the Kurts would be more fun if they were out of character and kinda perverted.
Future note, I may start calling them by separate names for my own sanity while writing. They will be referred to as Kurt, Wagner and Nightcrawler. I absolutely have to be able to tell them apart while writing or I'm going to go nuts.
R&R!