Home Wreck

"Home Economics…" Vi walked into the room covered in ash and smoke. "I've always hated Home Economics." She glared at her sister and husband in the room. "I really hate Home Economics! AND I HATE YOU ORORO!"

"So…" Ororo gulped. "How did it go?"

"Besides the fact that I was nearly killed, just peachy," Vi said sarcastically. "Ororo explain to me why you are trying to incorporate a home economics class?"

"We're trying to teach the students other skills," Ororo explained.

"You mean skills other than destroying everything in sight and blowing things up?" Vi asked. "I hate to tell you this Ororo, but its not working!"

"What happened?" Ororo sighed.

"Before or after Kitty baked an angel food cake?" Vi asked.

"Kitty baked an angel food cake?" Carl asked. "I like angel food cake."

"You won't like this one," Vi said. "I've never seen a cake like that sink to the bottom…"

"Well there are obviously a few things she needs to learn," Ororo shrugged.

"Of the stove," Vi glared at her. "It sank to the bottom of the stove and through it! Somehow that cake was heavy enough to make a hole through a stainless steel stove. Hence why I look and smell like an ashtray."

"Oh dear…" Ororo sighed. "And we just bought that stove too after another muffin baking experiment gone wrong."

"Believe it or not Kitty wasn't the worst of it," Vi moaned. "Do you know who was?"

"Do I really want to know?" Ororo cringed.

"Roberto and Peter," Vi said.

"Those two?" Ororo was surprised. "Okay if you said Roberto and Ray maybe but they're good students. What happened?"

"Metal conducts heat…" Vi said. "That's all I'm gonna say. Well that and the ceiling was on fire. Until Bobby decided to ice up the kitchen. Now nobody can get in or out because the door is covered with ice!"

BOOM!

"HEY MS. DANIELS!" Tabitha shouted. "WE GOT THE KITCHEN UNFROZEN BUT IT'S ON FIRE AGAIN!"

"And to think I used to encourage Evan when he called to stick it out here!" Vi stormed to her room. "That was obviously a stupid thing to do! This was all a BAD IDEA!"

"Oh dear," Ororo cringed. "I don't think she's settling in well here."

"Gee, what was your first clue?" Carl snapped.