uh.....BWHAHAHAHAHA! I mean, those poor therapists!

SHOUT OUTS!!!!!!!!!

Red Witch:Todd, if you don't learn to respect her power as the author, I will write a KODD! YOU AND FUZZY KURT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Er, these stories are a LITTLE twisted....but I'm sick, and I was when I started the story, so ha!!!!!! Anyway, glad you enjoyed!

Raphaella:Thankies very much. Insanity is my life. Here ya go!

"You don't seem like the type to need therapy." Ms. Datelesslady sighed.

"And you don't seem the type to, like, be a therapist." Kitty retorted happily.

"Do you need therapy?" the literally dateless lady asked.

"Like, yes. I, like, have some major, like, issues and like stuff.....like.." Kitty smiled innoncently.

"For example?" Ms. Datelesslady asked.

"Hm...my boyfriend is, like, a mutant like me. We, like, went to the same school before we, like, came to Bayville. He, like, totally trashed it with his powers, and I, like, accidentally helped. But the he, like, saved me from Jean's power surge, and Scott soooo chewed him out! He, like, has no water or power at his place and that is, like, so UNFAIR! Anyway, my roommate, like, created the Apocalypse and my two best friends, Rogue and Kurt, have an evil terroist mommy. And they both have, like, terrible mutations! Rogue, like, can't even touch! And Kurt's, like, a furry demon! At school everyone's so, like, terrified of us, and every time anything goes wrong, like Jean messing with their heads, they, like, totally blame the first mutant they see. Which, like, happens to be me!!!" Kitty sighed.

"Um...." Ms. Datelesslady was seriously starting to realize why the two other therapy sessions had ended badly.

"I can't, like, help what I am! I never asked to, like, be a mutant! All I ever wanted to to be, like, normal! But noooo, my parents had to, like, give birth to the ghost girl! Though my powers come in handy sometimes. Like that tim-" Kitty was cut off.

"Well, we've had a breakthrough. Let out all your anger in the most satisfying way you can." Ms. Datelesslady smiled.

"Like, ok!" Kitty smirked happily. And screamed her loudest in rage.

"ENOUGH! ENOUGH!" Ms. Datelesslady screeched.

"Like, you told me too! MAKE UP YOUR MIND!" Kitty yelled.

"Are you feeling all right dear?" Ms. Datelesslady asked.

"AM I FEELING ALL RIGHT?!!?!?!?!?!? YOU LIED TO ME!!!!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU!!!! I TRUSTED YOU!" Kitty screamed and started sobbing. She was giggling hysterically into her hands but the therapist didn't know that.

"Dear, you're overreacting." Ms. Datelesslady smiled.

"I am? I'M SO SOOOORRY! I SHOULDN'T HAVE! YOU WERE JUST TRYING TO HELP ME!! I'M SOOOORRY! I'LL NEVER DO IT AGAAIIN!" Kitty continued her 'sobbing' into her hands.

"I need an aspirin..." Ms. Datelesslady groaned.

"Is that, like my fault?! I"M SO SORRY!!!!!!!!!" Kitty burst into a new bout of 'tears'.

"Dear, it's not your fault." Ms. Datelesslady lied.

"YOU'RE LYING TO ME AGAIN!!! HOW COULD YOU!!?!?!?!? I'M POURING OUT MY FEELINGS TO YOU, AND YOU JUST REPAY ME WITH LIES?!?!?!?! WHERE DID I GO WROONG?!?!?!" Kitty screeched.

"D-do you have a personality disorder?" Ms. Datelesslady asked softly.

"Well....my imaginary friends say I have problems.......maybe that's why they quit talking to me...." Kitty murmured thoughtfully.

"Are you insane?" Ms. Datelesslady asked nervously.

"What would ever give you that idea?" Kitty asked in return.

"Nothing." Ms. Datelesslady murmured, and sighed. Kitty took that as her cue.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAH! MY HEAD'S ON FIRE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SAAAAAAAAAAVE ME!!!!!!!!" she screamed, and started running around the room hysterically. She fake clawed at her hair, 'trying to put the fire out'.

"K-katherine?"

"AAAAAAAH! SPIDERS ARE EVERYWHERE!!! THEY'RE EATING ME ALIVE!!!!! SOMEBODY SAVE ME!!!" Kitty screamed, actually letting real tears slip down her cheeks. She was crying from her laughter, though it looked like she was sobbing.

"Oh my..."

"THE WORLD IS COMING TO AN END!!!!!! IT'S THE APOCALYPSE ALL OVER AGAIN!!!!!!!!" Kitty screeched in 'fear' and proceeded to throw her chair across the room.

"Katherine Pryde! Calm down! You did nothing wrong!" Ms. Datelesslady murmured soothingly.

"DIE! THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!!!!!!!! HOW CAN YOU TORTURE ME THIS WAY!?!?!?!" Kitty screamed, and launched herself onto the therapist, ripping out her hair and trying to stab her with pencils.

"THAT'S IT! I QUIT!!!!!!!" Ms. Datelesslady ran into many walls repeatedly until she was unconcious.

"Hey Funny Farm! We gotcha another patient!" Kitty sang as she walked out of the room.

"So, how'd it go?" Rogue asked.

"Well, she's gone. Do you think we should have let Jean and Scott in on the plan?" Kitty asked.

"No, zey vould have stopped uz. Zey have somezing against making people go inzane for ze heck of it." Kurt sighed.

"No clue what." Rogue grabbed a bag of potatoe chips. And soon, Evan could torture his therapist.

That was fun.