Hey hey hey, fellow obsessives! For a start, thankyou very much for giving this a go! It is my pride and joy; my very first fanfic to be posted here, so read with an open mind! Though any suggestions are of course welcome.

Um I'm not sure when this takes place exactly, but the whole concert incident has happened, Scott and Jean have graduated, Rogue and Kurt know they're siblings and Magneto and Mystique are still alive and kicking! (I haven't even written Mystique a part in this yet, but she always turns out to be useful)
This is just something I wrote for fun, so r&r, but go easy! I'm not forcing you to read it! Have fun and enjoy!

Disclaimer: If I owned x-evo, I wouldn't be writing fanfic to try and ease the pain from lack thereof of a 4th season here!

Btw, "chatter chatter" people talking

'chatter chatter' thoughts

chatter chatter telepathy

Anything else I think of I'll add later:)

Lotsa love

Miss P

"Wakey wakey sunshine!"

Rogue squinted blearily at the pinkish blur bouncing on her bed. She dived under the covers in response.

"Hey, come on, we, like, gotta get ready for school. First day back, remember?"

"Oh joy."

"Anyway, you have to get up to drive us. Scott and Jean don't go to school anymore, remember? So you're, like, the only one left with transport."

Rogue pulled her blankets back a fraction to glare at the all-too-cheery-brunette.

"No, I'm the only one who can legally transport. I have nothing to transport in."

"Don't worry, Jean will totally lend you her SUV just for going to school and back!"

"And you know this for a fact?"

Kitty shrugged indifferently.

"Well, like, why wouldn't she?"

"Probably worried I might let you drive it," Rogue muttered under her breath.

Kitty, appearing not to have heard this comment, threw herself down on Rogue's covers, phasing them through the bed and into whichever room was positioned below theirs.

"Kitty!"

The goth leapt off her bed and threw the bedroom door shut, least anyone catch her in her pyjamas. After waiting pointlessly for a moment for Kitty to return her duvet and blankets, she opened her wardrobe rather more aggressively than necessary and begun choosing her attire for the day.

Kitty giggled as she air-walked down to the kitchen table. Kurt gave her a confused look.

"Vat on earth are you doing?"

"Kitty, I know it's getting colder now, but you could just throw on an extra layer instead of dragging around your bedclothes," Jean said, amused.

Kitty gave them a haughty look.

"They're not mine, they're Rogue's, and I had to take them so she'd get out of bed."

The redhead covered her smile with a hand while Kurt laughed.

"She's not going to appreciate that," he said, looking around nervously as if she could hear him. "If no-one objects, I might..."

He punctuated the unfinished sentence with a BAMF!

Kitty shrugged unconcerned at Jean, and reached for a croissant.

Jean waited rather more worriedly than the younger girl for something she knew was only minutes away...

"KITTY PRYDE!"

"Oops," she muttered."I'll leave you to it.."

With that she excused herself, leaving Kitty to face her scowling roommate alone.

"You had better give me back my covers if you value your life, valley girl! I swear, you ever do that again and I will personally tear out your ponytail and spray the contents of your wardrobe with whipped cream!"

Kitty grinned and handed her seething friend the untouched croissant in her hand. Sharing a room with Rogue for 3 years had let her grow used to her threats. Rogue snatched it and threw herself into a chair. After taking a few bites, she looked at Kitty again, who sat down too and grabbed herself a replacement.

"So, is Jean gonna lend me the SUV or what?"

"Dunno, you scared her off before I got a chance to ask,"replied Kitty through a mouthful of crumbs. She was also used to Rogue's abrupt mood changes.

Rogue demonstrated these mood changes by glowering at Kitty, who added hastily, "But, she'll, like, be back when she knows you're not grumpy anymore, so you can ask her then."

Rogue stood up, shaking her head.

"You can ask her. I'm finishing this upstairs, where I can get some peace."

She left Kitty looking dejected. She had hoped to somehow wriggle out of doing the asking.

'Might as well ask Logan if I can take his bike for a joyride,' she thought sulkily.

Rogue wandered up to the stairs towards her room (well, the one she shared with Kitty). She was halfway towards it, when a cloud of sulfur and blue fur in the form of her brother appeared in front of her.

"Guten Morgen, miene schwester!" (1)

"Guten Morgen, miene kleine gurke!" (2)

Kurt laughed at her strange reply. It was the only German she knew, and took great pleasure in saying it.

"You're looking clean."

Rogue frowned.

"Why, were you expecting me to be all grimy? I do shower you know."

"Well," the elf shrugged,"I was expecting you to be splattered with Kitty's blood. That usually happens when you kill someone. I suppose you have learned to do it neatly now?"

Rogue granted him a small smile. Not only that, but she decided to go along with his game. She would have done it for no one but her fuzzy, joking, good natured brother. Her exact opposite.

"Yeah, well, I can't be caught in the act now can I? My only pleasure, to be taken away the instant I am found out."

She closed her eyes as if suffering a strong internal pain.

Kurt chuckled once more.

"Hey, do not worry my sister. When I become president, I will make your murders legal."

They both laughed. Rogue reached her room and entered, while Kurt ported away, presumably to the kitchen.

Rogue settled again on her cover-less bed, being without a preferable option, and pulled out her sketchpad. She flicked through it, and began to work on a drawing.

Moments later, Kitty phased through the door.

"Hey, what are you doing? I, like, got Jean to lend you the car, but now we're totally late!"

Rogue put her sketchpad back in her drawer and got up, sighing resignedly. She had half-hoped that everyone might forget about her ever having got up so that she could, in turn, 'forget' about going to school, but it was clearly wishful thinking.

"Oh, tragedy," she said tonelessly, but nevertheless followed her perky friend out the door.

And there that is! Hope you all like, I decided to leave it there because, well I couldn't be bothered writing more and I wanted to post this TONIGHT! Anyway, starting chapter 2 asap! Hope you enjoyed, please review!

(1) Hello my sister

(2) Hello my little cucumber