An Uncanny Christmas

Chapter 4: Oh My Stars And Festively Themed Garters

By

The Uncanny R-Man

Disclaimer- I don't own anything, all familiar characters belong to Marvel.

Shout Outs-

Agent-G- Don't worry, there will be more Illyana in future chapters of The Uncanny New Mutants. I'll go into more detail about what happened during Kitty and Piotr's night together in that too.

Xavier's-

The Xavier Institute was bustling with activity as both students and teachers prepared for their holiday plans. Those that had family away from the institute were going there for Christmas. Bobby Drake was going to visit his parents. Sam, Paige and Jay were spending Christmas as the Guthrie farm. Much to Sam's reluctance, Paige had invited Warren along too. Dani was taking Jono to meet her parents back in Colorado. Kurt and August were spending Christmas with August's mother, Selene, and the Fantastic Four. Lorna was visiting the Avengers so she could spend the holidays with her newfound brother and sister, Wanda and Pietro.

Some of the faculty were even having a romantic time away for the holidays. Sage and Bishop were over in California while Rogue and Remy were spending the holidays in New Orleans. Amara and Pete were over in London while Rahne and Warlock were having Christmas in Paris.

Some of the teachers didn't have family to go to. Scott was spending Christmas in the Institute along with Alex, Annie, Carter, Rachel and TJ. Logan was planning on spending Christmas in Canada with Ororo but the fact that Lucy and Jubilee were adamant in him staying; he decided to stay at the Institute.

That only left Hank and Emma. Hank was presently struggling to put Emma's matching white leather luggage into the van.

'Emma, is it absolutely necessary to take all of this?' Hank panted as he leant against the side of the van.

Emma just looked at the fuzzy blue doctor as if he had sprouted another head.

'I've only packed a small part of my wardrobe, Henry.' She replied as she carried her tiny makeup bag down the steps. 'I want to look my best for your parents.'

'You always look the best my dear.' Hank grunted as he crammed Emma's cases into the back of the van, causing the blonde to wince. 'Now please can we go? I told Dad that we would be there by six o' clock.'

'We can't go yet, Henry.' Emma replied. 'The girls aren't ready yet.'

Hank muttered under his breath and tried to close the back doors of the van, but to no avail.

'Girls, are you ready yet?' Emma asked via her telepathy. 'Mr McCoy is rather anxious to leave.'

'We're just waiting for Sharon Miss Frost.' The Cuckoos all chimed in at once. 'She can't decide which shoes to take.'

'Just tell her to take the whole lot.' Emma replied. 'There's plenty of room in the van.'

With that, Emma shut off her telepathic shout out and turned back to Hank.

'Perhaps you should make sure the van starts before they come down.' Emma suggested.

Hank just sighed and climbed into the driver's seat, getting more impatient by the moment.

Later-

Catseye had finally packed some suitable shoes and joined Emma and Hank in the van along with the three Cuckoos. They were presently on their way to meet Hank's parents on the McCoy family farm.

'Perhaps we should put on some music.' Hank suggested.

A chorus of cheers rose form the four young girls in the back.

'You had better not be thinking of playing what I think you're going to play.' Emma warned Hank telepathically.

'Am I really that transparent?' Hank replied as he popped a CD into the player.

Emma groaned out loud as the opening bars of 'Little Drummer Boy' began to play.

'That is it McCoy, no Christmas treat for you.' Emma 'said' as she glared at Hank.

An hour or two later-

After seemingly endless streams of cheesy Christmas songs, the X-Van finally pulled up outside the McCoy family farm and Emma scrambled out rather than cope with another moment of the accursed CD.

'What's the matter Ms Frost, don't you like Mr McCoy's music?' Sharon teased.

Emma just shot a glare at the young catgirl and went to get her luggage.

'Some people just have no taste, isn't that correct girls?' Hank asked.

'You're absolutely correct Mr McCoy.' All four girls replied.

'Traitors.' Emma telepathically muttered.

While Emma popped open the back doors of the van, Hank went to knock on the door. Sharon and the Cuckoos followed him close behind, wanting to avoid doing any heavy lifting.

After a short while, Edna McCoy, Hank's mother, opened the door and peered out.

'Surprise!' Hank grinned as he plopped a present into his mother's hands. 'Merry Christmas mom!'

Edna blinked in confusion at her son's new look. Sure, she had seen his latest feline mutation on the news but it was completely different witnessing it in real life.

'Is anything wrong?' Hank asked concernedly.

'Oh no, everything's fine.' Edna replied. 'It's just this new look of yours, it's rather… handsome up close.'

Hank just smiled modestly at the compliment.

'Aww mom, you always did know how to make me blush.' Hank snickered.

Edna looked down at the four girls and smiled broadly.

'Ands who are these delightful young ladies? I hope you haven't been up to your old tricks Henry.'

'Perish the thought.' Hank replied. 'These are students of mine, Sharon Smith, Fiona, Eve and Phoebe, or Phoebe, Fiona and Eve, I forget.'

'Hello Mrs McCoy, it's wonderful to meet you.' All three Cuckoos chimed in.

Edna looked at Hank with a worried expression.

'They're always like that.' Hank replied, referring to the fact that the three triplets often talk at the same time. 'It's part of the mutation.'

'I see…' Edna nodded. 'And Sharon that's a lovely… tail you have there.'

'Thanks Mrs McCoy.' Sharon replied as she fiddled with her tail. 'I'm proud of it.'

'Now, where is this new lady friend of yours?' Edna asked. 'I hope you haven't made her up.'

'Emma's just bringing the luggage.' Hank replied.

'Henry Phillip McCoy, how dare you!' Edna gasped. 'Making the poor woman lug the luggage about all on her own. You go down there and help her this instant!'

'Yes mother…' Hank said, his head bowed just like an admonished child. Sharon and the Cuckoos struggled to contain their laughter at the sight.

A short while later-

After Hank had helped Emma bring the luggage inside the house and unpacked, they joined Edna in the living room. They were chatting over some cocoa.

'Well it's certainly wonderful to see you Emma.' Edna said. 'I can call you Emma, can't I?'

'Of course Mrs McCoy.' Emma nodded. 'Only if I can call you Edna though.'

Edna just chuckled to herself.

'Of course you can dear. I hope you don't mind me asking but, how long have you and Hank been together?'

'Oh, several months now.' Emma replied. 'Not all that long after the mansion was rebuilt after that… unfortunate business in Manhattan.'

'Oh yes, it must have been terrible for poor Scott.' Edna said. 'Losing his wife like that. How is he nowadays?'

'Scott's hanging in there.' Hank replied. 'He's a mere shadow of himself though. He's still hoping that Jean will come back some time.'

'Do you think that she will really come back?' Edna replied sceptically.

'It happens more often than you think.' Emma added. 'As a matter of fact Sharon only recently returned to us after having passed away.'

'I'm sorry Norton couldn't be here.' Edna said. 'He's down at the store getting the supplies for Christmas dinner, he shouldn't be too long.'

'That's quite alright Edna.' Emma replied. 'You have quite a home here, very cosy.'

'I admit that it's not really something that you may be used to, given your wealthy upbringing.' Edna said.

'There's no need to be like that.' Emma replied. 'I love the décor, it's really quite beautiful.'

Edna smiled at the compliment, Hank's new girlfriend seemed all right, not at all like that horrid Trish person that he used to date.

Upstairs-

While the adults were talking downstairs, Sharon and the Cuckoos were unpacking their stuff in Hank's old room. Seeing that his old room would be too small for Hank's newer, larger… state it was decided that the girls should get his old room. Several spare beds had been moved into the room so the girls wouldn't have to share a bed.

Sharon had just about finished unpacking her stuff when she noticed a framed picture sitting on the bedside table.

'Hey look at this.' Sharon said. 'I think it's Mr McCoy before he went all fuzzy.'

The Cuckoos crowded around the catgirl to get a closer look at the picture.

'Wow, Mr McCoy was a hottie back then.' Fiona said.

'Look at all those cheerleaders flocking around him.' Eve added. 'He must've been super popular.'

'Well duh.' Phoebe replied. 'He's an all-stair football player by the looks of all that padding.'

'Hey quite drooling over the picture!' Sharon said as he snatched the picture away. 'He's our teacher, not some beefcake to be lusted over.'

'Unlike Mr LeBeau.' Eve added.

'Mmm, Remy…' Fiona drooled. 'Who needs an all-star football player when you've got a red-hot stud like him?'

'You girls are really shameless, you know that?' Sharon said as she shook her head and placed the picture back on the table.

'So you're saying that you don't have a crush on any of the teachers?' Phoebe asked with a sceptical smile.

'Maybe…' Sharon replied coyly. 'Perhaps a teensy little one…'

'Okay, spill it fuzzy.' Eve said as she fixed the catgirl with a curious stare. 'Who do you have a crush on?'

Sharon glared at the three identical blondes, not really wanting to tell them. But she knew that it would be pretty much futile as the Cuckoos would only pry into her mind and find out for themselves.

'Mr Logan.' She muttered. 'I have lusty wrong feelings about Mr Logan, you happy?'

The Cuckoos just burst out laughing at the revelation

'Oh God, just wait til Lucy hears about this.' Fiona snickered.

Sharon just glared at the three girls and threw a pillow at them. That didn't do anything to abate their laughs however, as they continued to laugh regardless.

Later-

Hank was lying in be din the guest room while Emma got ready for bed.

'I really don't see why you were so nervous about meeting my parents Emma, they loved you.'

'That may be so but I still think they were putting on a brave face for your benefit.' Emma replied form the bathroom.

'Now that's just rubbish.' Hank said. 'Trust me when I say that they absolutely adore you. You made a better first impression than Trish did. What's taking you so long anyway? The bed's getting cold.

'I'm just getting you an early Christmas present dear.' Emma replied. 'Okay then, I'm ready.'

Hank turned on his side so he could see Emma when she walked out of the bathroom. Once she did however, his jaw fell open as he saw her attire.

'Oh my stars and garters…'

Emma was dressed in a scandalously low cut sexy Santa suit with a skirt that hardly passed her butt cheeks. The only thing keeping her modesty was a tiny red thong.

'You like?' Emma asked as she gave Hank a twirl, struggling to keep herself form falling out of her sexy Santa suit. 'I bought it especially for you.'

'And here I am without a stitch of clothing on.' Hank replied somewhat guiltily.

'That's just the way I like it Henry.' Emma purred as she crept closer.

TBC…

Next: An Immortal at Christmas

Its' the Fantastic Four's turn next as Selene goes Christmas shopping with the Human Torch, goes to church with the Invisible Woman and spend Christmas with her estranged daughter.