Thanks to:
Raphaella – Scott with boobs is just scary, lol. And more torture of the X-Men leader is on the way!
Heartsyhawk – Some of this stuff gives me nightmares too! I pity Scott, I seem to torture him in everything I write.
Archmagus – Bondage slave? OMG, that's the scariest thought yet! And you weren't the only person to ask for that chapter, so it'll be coming soon…wow, I'm shuddering at the thought!
Rogue14 – Hope your prediction comes true! But this is a tame pairing, although not one that's done often.
LadyEvils – I was thinking of Ermintrude after the cow on the magic roundabout (I've no idea why) but Scott looks more like a Gertrude. Thanks for the idea!
Evil-Bunny-Leader – Glad you liked it!
Spyder616 – Scott and Pietro tickled me too, it's not something I see very often. Glad you liked!
A. Ceretta – You have Sambuca? I'm on my way to your house! I saw 'The End' comics, they do seem to have an awful lot of kids (not to mention a baldy Jean). I wouldn't call myself a big Jott lover but I think the mid-90's programme put me off it rather than the comics (all that shouting – "JEEEEEEEAN!!")
UncannnyAsianGirl – Welcome back! I hadn't thought of a Scott/Forge chapter but it's a great idea, you can expect to see it shortly! I did have a Scott/Lance chapter planned but I'm not sure what's gonna happen in it yet and you're not the first to ask for the Prof, so that'll be in there soon. Wow, the thought makes me shudder too! And pervy Scott is just the best, wouldn't that make him so much more interesting? And I think Forge and Rogue's first kid should be called Gear, that made me snigger!
Enfant-terrible – Glad to hear things are improving. And I think the Pietro chapter is my personal fave so far!
Disclaimer: The disclaimer was exploded. Bummer.
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Where am I this time?
Without opening his eyes, Scott surreptitiously reached down and was vastly relieved to find testicles. He'd missed them so much; he'd kiss them if he could reach. Then he reached out across the bed. No one was there.
Encouraged, Scott opened his eyes and looked around. His own bedroom in the mansion. His military-neat desk, his uniform folded neatly on the chair, his car keys tossed casually on the bedside drawers beside the alarm clock, which read 4am.
"I'm back!" Scott sat up and grinned into the darkness. Forge had finally done something right!
He debated a victory dance but before he could even get out of bed the door opened quietly and a figure walked in. He tensed. It was far too small to be Jean…
"Hi there." The person came closer to the bed, whipped the covers back and jumped in beside him. Scott nearly had a heart attack. He knew exactly who it was now.
"Jubilee?"
"Who else jumps into bed with you in the middle of the night?" Jubilee snuggled closer to him. "It's just about the only time we can be alone anymore since the Prof put his foot down."
"Should we really be defying him?"
"This is about your penis, isn't it?"
Scott blinked. "What?"
"Just because Logan said you'd be permanently parted from you penis if he caught us going at it while I'm still underage, you're panicking!"
"Damn right!" Scott glanced nervously at the door. "You know what his hearing's like. He might have heard you!"
"Will you relax?" Jubilee unbuttoned her PJ shirt and Scott hurriedly averted his eyes. "I happened to notice that Jean's not in her room and that means he'll be busy all night. Hey, remember that time we caught them at it in the Danger Room? Logan's such a short man, who would have expected him to be so hung?"
"Logan and Jean?" Scott gaped at Jubilee. "He must be a hundred years older than her!"
"And the rest." Jubilee threw her top aside and began running her hands over Scott's pecs. "So let's get busy before he wakes up!"
Scott thought about it for a moment. He couldn't go to Forge's this early in the morning and it would be a shame to waste an opportunity like this, especially when she was already playing with his nipples. Plus, he didn't want to mess up his alternate's life by refusing her and pissing her off. It was a tough choice but he was going to have to sleep with Jubilee. Bummer.
He reached over and stroked her budding breast tentatively…
CRASH!
Scott and Jubilee both jumped as the door was flung open.
"I warned you bub!"
"Logan!" Scott took his hands off Jubilee quickly. "We were just, uh, discussing battle tactics! Totally innocent!"
"Battle tactics in the nude?"
Snikt!
"Oh shit."
Scott jumped out of bed and backed away as Logan advanced toward him, claws out. Jubilee pulled the covers up to her neck. "Don't hurt him!"
With a roar, Logan leapt at Scott. Scott ducked out of the way and ran out of the room, tearing down the corridor wearing nothing but his boxers and glasses. Doors began opening as the students peered out to see what the fuss was. Scott stole a glance behind him, saw Logan running after him and pushed himself to go faster.
He raced down the stairs and through the door, Logan hot on his tail. The alarm was on and lights began flashing, a siren wailing throughout the mansion. The defences began to rise from the ground, lasers trained on Scott's almost-naked form as he fled. A beam nearly hit him and he took off his shades long enough to blast the lasers ahead of him into oblivion.
Logan was unperturbed by the snow that lay on the ground, not even slowing as he continued the chase. Scott's feet were freezing after just a few steps and he stumbled, slowing enough for Logan to finally catch up to him. Scott tore off his shades and hit Logan with an optic beam as the man approached, knocking him backward. Noticing the faces peering out of the Institute windows, Scott realised he was really going to have to wake up Forge and get him away from here. No way was he staying in a world where he'd just pissed off the ultra-scary Logan.
"I really wish I'd put on some shoes," he muttered as he hurried away, keeping a cautious eye out for Logan. It was unlikely the man knew where he was going, but he would easily be able to track him down.
When he got to Forge's house, there were no lights on anywhere. Scott realised he didn't know which window was Forge's and took a chance, making a snowball and hurling it at an upstairs window. It opened and Scott found himself looking at a woman rather than Forge.
"Uh, sorry. Wrong window."
"It's on the left," said the woman tiredly. "And tell him I'm tired of all these young men turning up on the doorstep at all hours of the night. Some of us like to sleep y'know."
"Sorry Mrs Forge." Scott looked shamefaced as the woman slammed the window closed. Then he gathered up another snowball and aimed at the right window.
Forge poked his head out sleepily. "Scott?"
"Let me in!"
"Did you know you're only wearing boxers?"
"You know, that escaped my attention. Considering it's freezing out here you think I'd notice something like that. Now would you let me in?"
"One minute."
Scott wrapped his arms around himself for warmth and waited impatiently for Forge to open the front door. It seemed like an age before he was let into the house.
"You took your time." Scott hurried into the house and basked in the warmth.
"Well I wasn't expecting you." Forge rubbed at his eyes and looked pointedly at the clock. "What are you doing here at this hour with hardly any clothes on? Because you're not really my type."
Scott sighed, dreading having to explain himself again. "I'm from another dimension, you blasted me with your gun and now I'm trying to get home but you keep screwing up!"
"So this is all my fault," said Forge sulkily.
"It's your stupid gun that keeps sending me into these weird dimensions. Hell, here my girlfriend's dating Logan!"
"You and Jean?" Forge looked impressed. "I'm surprised Logan didn't kill you when he found out."
"He didn't find out, but he did try to kill me."
Scott glared moodily at the wall while Forge went to get the gun. When the boy came back, he put his hand out to check the device out himself. He couldn't work it out at all.
"You want to double check in case I've screwed up again?" asked Forge sarcastically.
"I don't know why you can't label it a bit clearer."
Forge scowled. "This is science, you can't just have a big red button with 'press here' written on it."
"Whatever. Just set the damn thing to get me home and make it quick, before Logan finds me."
"Yes sir." Forge narrowed his eyes and adjusted the dial slightly. Scott's attitude was really beginning to annoy him. "Say goodbye to this universe."
Forge blasted the gun at Scott and the other boy vanished in a flash of blue light. Forge smirked. He'd teach Scott to insult him…