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ldypebsaby: I know, I feel sorry for poor Logan! I wonder if Kitty would be a good driver while she's drugged up...hmm...oh the possibilities. Lol. Thanks for reviewing.
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Here's the next chapter:
The Day the Coffee was Drugged – Chapter III
Lance pulled into the Airport parking lot and the girls climbed out. Kitty saw another plane go overhead and took off running to where the plane had taken off.
"Come on Rogue, it's this way!"
Rogue ran after Kitty, followed closely by Lance and Pietro.
When they got closer to the runway, they came across a big chain-link fence going all around the area.
Kitty took Rogue's gloved hand in her own and phased them both through.
They laughed as they ran towards a parked plane that was boarding passengers.
Rogue looked at the security guards that were helping people on the plane and motioned for Kitty to follow her.
She led Kitty around to the back of the plane where the luggage was being loaded.
Kitty phased them into a near-by crate that was marked "Caution: Explosive contents. Handle with care."
Meanwhile Lance and Pietro tried desperately to climb the fence, but when they reached the top they soon found out that it was an electrical fence.
Lance fell to the ground, followed by a scorched Pietro.
"I don't think we're going to be able to follow them this time." Lance stated.
Lance looked up to see that Pietro no longer stood beside him.
"Pietro?" He looked around frantically. Where had that hyper-active speed demon gone to?
In a flash Pietro was standing next to him again.
"They're getting on a plane to go to New Orleans." He stated.
Lance nodded and looked at the fence again. A dark smile crept to his face and suddenly the ground started shaking violently. No sooner had it begun then it was gone again, the only sign of the earthquake happening was the toppled fence.
The boys took off, running towards the plane. All of the passengers had already boarded so they ran around to the back where Kitty and Rogue had phased into a crate.
Lance looked around frantically, trying to find a way to sneak in. He spotted a large crate that hadn't been nailed shut so he ran over, dragging Pietro behind him to the crate and threw it open. Some of the Styrofoam "snow" had fallen out, making room for the boys. They jumped in and pulled the side open.
Only a few moments later, they heard something outside the crate. Voices. The voices nailed their crate shut and loaded it onto the plane.
Pietro shifted uncomfortably, pushing Styrofoam into Lance's face and mouth.
Lance managed to pull his arm up and move it away from his face.
"Pietro! Stop moving." He whispered as quietly as he could while still being audible to the restless boy next to him.
"How much longer do we have to stay like this?" Pietro asked as he shifted once again.
"Until someone takes out the nails." Lance stated simply, trying to push the Styrofoam back toward Pietro.
Suddenly there was a sickening lurch as the plane started moving and all the luggage and crates moved towards the back of the plane.
Outside the crate, Kitty and Rogue had phased out of their crate and were now holding onto a nearby crate as the plane took to the air.
"This is a fun rollercoaster!" Kitty yelled over the sound of the engines.
Rogue nodded and smiled at Kitty, "Watch this!"
She let go of the crate and to her surprise went flying backward and hit another crate.
"Oww!"
"Rogue?" A muffled voice called from inside the crate.
Kitty walked over as the plane leveled off and looked at the crate curiously.
"The crate can talk?" She asked Rogue.
Rogue poked the crate. "How do y'all know mah name?"
Lance let out a sigh of exasperation. "No Rogue, it's me, Lance."
"The crate is named Lance?" Kitty asked, confused.
"Hey Mr. Crate...er-Lance, we know someone named Lance too, but he's a lot smaller and not shaped like a box." Rogue said to the crate.
Pietro laughed at their stupidity. "What about that Pietro he hangs out with?" He asked curious as to what the girls thought of him.
Kitty though for a moment before answering, "You're definitely not as annoying or conceited or egotistical or...well I guess you could say you're definitely better looking."
Rogue gave Kitty the look. "Are y'all hitting on Mr. Crate?"
Kitty giggled. "Maybe..."
Lance laughed as Pietro went into sulking mode. "I am way hotter than some crate." He mumbled under his breath.
Lance looked back to the little crack where he could see Rogue's arm. He smiled as he suddenly had an idea of how to get Kitty to phase them out of the uncomfortable crate.
"Could you girls possibly take out whatever might be inside me?" Mr. Crate/ Lance asked.
"Of course! Anything for you Mr. Crate." Kitty said flirtingly. (A/N Is that even a word? Well spell-check didn't say otherwise so we'll say yes, it is now.)
She walked over to the crate and phased into it. She came back out with Lance and Pietro and a whole bunch of Styrofoam snow.
"Is that better Mr. Crate?" Rogue asked the now vacant crate.
When the crate didn't reply, Kitty rushed back over to it.
"Mr. Crate? Lance?" She called frantically.
"Oh great!" Rogue exclaimed, "Yah killed yet another friend of ours. Way t' go Kit!"
Pietro walked angrily over to Kitty. "You think a crate is hotter than me?" He asked.
Kitty looked down in shame. "A crate that I loved! I killed him!"
Lance walked over and patted Pietro on the back, "Go for it, while she's on the rebound." He winked and turned his attention to examining the cargo hold.
It was pretty spacious considering the amount of luggage that had been crammed into it.
He looked to where Rogue had been standing only moments ago to find that she had moved to another crate and was attempting to climb it.
He watched as she scrambled up the side and would almost reach the top before sliding back to the ground and trying again.
Kitty had already gotten over the crate and was now poking Pietro's hair, which was being held in place with loads of hair gel.
Lance sighed. It was going to be a long flight.
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There you have it, Chapter 3! Review please!