The trouble with love
Summary: A parody of the relationships in the two X-Men movies; rated for ... still don't know.
Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men, the characters, the plot, etc.
A.N.: I've only seen the two movies, so don't expect me to deal with relationships presented in the comic in this.
Sunday, 9:30 am
X-Mansion
With a long yawn Wolverine sat up. As he looked at the clock next to him, his face went shocked. That late already? 'Well...' he thought with a brief glance at the pillow on the other side 'after all it had been a long night, too...' Stifling a second yawn, he got out of bed and collected some of his clothes that were piled on the floor and went down to the kitchen, searching for food (and beer of course ) – where he met Cyclops.
"Slept well?" Scott grinned mischievously. A slight growling was the answer. "What do you want?" The two mutants faced each other, like two lions waiting for a chance to tear their opponent into thousands of pieces. Just as the cats were ready to leap at each other, Jean and Storm went in. "Good morning, guys! Don't say you're already fighting again..." Storm's voice returned to her normal "I'm your teacher, so stay quiet"-tone and Scott's look went from Logan to Jean. "What the heck did you do that for, anyway? First you tell me you'd love me and then you jump into bed with that idiot!"
"What?! What did you say did I do?" Jean was beside herself with anger, but Wolverine cut her off. "Just ignore him, Jean. There's no sense in concealing any longer and you can't tell me you didn't have fun..." Jean looked at him, shocked out of her mind. "But I've been Storm last night." Wolverine's face turned into a sculpture of stone and even Scott couldn't help laughing a bit.
Just at that moment Rogue, Pyro, Iceman and Nightcrawler went in. The first thing they noticed was Wolverine's face of stone and while the others stared at him, wondering what had happened, Pyro burst into laughter. "That's Mystique – that's just so typical of Mystique!" If there had been any colour before – now it vanished from Rogue's face. "You've brought Mystique HERE? Kurt, I think there's someone got to make a confession." Wolverine turned at her angrily. "And what about you? For you one confession wouldn't even be enough anymore! First, you act like you couldn't kiss Bobby because of your talent and then you meet up with Pyro!" With some faint stuttering, Bobby collapsed. How had he even been able to be THAT mistaken? Finally, Kurt picked him up from the ground and left just as quiet as he had appeared. Rogue ran after the two of them, her eyes full of tears, while Pyro still stood in the kitchen, with one of those half-evil grins of his on his face.
Desperately, Storm tried to change the subject. "Anyway, has anyone seen the professor yet?" But it was useless. Although he had tried hard to hold back each of those questions that had come to his mind, Scott finally joined the disaster. "By the way, Jean, why the heck have you actually been with Storm? I thought we had agreed on a romantic dinner for last night. You know, one with candles and some faint music in the background."
"Well... uh... that's, uh..."
"Scott", Storm looked at him in a dangerously sympathetic way, "You've got to be really strong now: We're lesbians."
Fin
A.N.: Hope you liked it. I'm pretty sad I didn't manage to put in a larger scene with Mystique, but I guess it already is chaotic enough and besides I didn't want some serious fights within this. Please r&r.