Thanks to:

Raphaella – I was gonna have the chase with both of them naked, but the thought was too unnerving even for me!

Todd Fan – The best thing about writing this fic is being able to try lots of personalities for Forge, he's so underused.

Heartsyhawk – A day when I can scar Scott for life is a happy one…only joking Cyclops! There will be a Forge chapter up very soon!

Rogue14 – Scott and Logan? That is so wrong! So I might just use it…

Archmagus – Scott's misery is so sweet, I feed off it like a vampire…

LadyEvils – To come up with the pairings I just kinda run my mind through the Evo universe and when I come up with a likely candidate I try to think of what could really make Scott miserable! And some of the suggestions are from reviewers.

Shield-maiden – I like the idea of Fred and Jean too, I don't know why. And because you asked for it, a chapter with Scott and you-know-who!

Miss Ginny - Wow, I just updated when I got your review! Glad you're enjoying this one too, it makes me giggle to think up new and horrible things to do to poor Scott!

Lizzi - Thanks! I wasn't sure that this would be as good as Power9 so it's nice to hear it might even be better. And a threesome? I think I can arrange that!

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters. I claim only the sickness that is this fic.

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Scott opened his eyes fearfully and stared up at the ceiling. Peeling paper and a damp patch. He was back in the Brotherhood house again.

"Oh no…"

There was no one in bed with him, which was a relief in one way because it gave him time to get up and get dressed. In another way it might be easier to get the worst over with right away.

Or maybe he was in a universe where he wasn't dating anyone. Maybe he was just with the Brotherhood, probably as their leader. He'd be better at it than any of the others.

He sat up, scratched casually at his chest and stopped. His hand picked up some kind of liquid that coated his chest. Glancing at his hand, he tentatively examined the substance and his eyes widened in horror. It couldn't be. In no universe could Forge be this sick, this twisted, this…

"Morning babycakes."

Scott looked up; knowing whom he was going to see and not being quite able to able reconcile it. Toad was stood in the doorway, a towel wrapped around his waist and his skinny legs and bony ribs on display.

"Morning…Todd."

"I was beginning to think you'd never wake up. Look, I showered!"

"That's great."

"I did it for you snookums." Toad wandered further into the room and jumped onto the bed. "Are we still going to the movies today?"

Scott panicked. "Uh, sure! But later on, I have to go to the mansion and pick up some stuff."

"Want me to come with?"

"NO! I mean, uh, that's fine. I'll take care of it."

"Well, I'll walk that way with you anyway. I can go to the shops, get some salmon and then I can make your favourite meal before we go to the movies!"

The thought of Toad going anywhere near his food gave Scott the shudders. "That sounds great…"

"Unless you've got something tastier for me to eat."

"GAAAAH!!" Scott tried to hide the look of absolute horror on his face. "Uh, just pins and needles." He jumped out of bed and found his pants on the floor, wrinkling his nose when he saw the trail of slime on them. He managed to dress in record time and noticed that Toad might have showered but he wasn't about to put on clean clothes.

There seemed to be no way he could escape going back to the mansion so he allowed Toad to walk with him as he returned, the boy chatting happily, leaping from topic to topic as easily as he hopped. At one point Toad slipped his hand into Scott's and Scott nearly ran away right there.

When they got to the Institute Toad reached up and planted a kiss on Scott's mouth. "See you in a couple hours, my crimson eyed cutie!"

Scott watched him go and finally allowed himself to shudder. Faking love for Toad was the hardest thing he'd done so far, even worse than pretending to be dating Pietro.

As he went through the gates, his intention was to stand there long enough for Toad to be safely out of the way and then run to Forge's and beg him to sort things out. Assuming he didn't just pound the boy into the ground for sending him here…

Bamf!

"Did you tell him?"

Scott turned around and stared blankly at Kurt. "Tell him what?"

"I don't believe it! You didn't tell him! You promised!"

"I…I…" Scott had no idea what Kurt was talking about. "I'm sorry?"

"Sorry!" Kurt began pacing agitatedly, twitching his tail. "You promised me you'd tell Toad today that you and him are through! And you didn't!"

"I, uh…"

"You said you wouldn't keep stringing him along. You said you'd finish it and you were lying to me!"

"Kurt, I…"

"So what am I then Scott? The guy you come back to when you can't have the Toad?"

The penny dropped. Scott shook his head. "You and me are…"

"Lovers! We're supposed to be lovers and you can't even do this for me! Finish things with Toad so we can tell the others about our love and you don't do it!"

"I will!"

"You won't! You'll keep going over there to be with him and then expect me to be around when you come home!"

"But…"

"Don't even go there!"

"Huh?"

Kurt stopped pacing and glared at Scott. "I know what you're going to say, every time I try to have this conversation you pull Jean into it!"

"Jean?"

"And I told you I'd finish things with her when you finish with Toad. It was you who seduced me remember. It's not as though everyone knows I'm gay, it's totally different."

"How can she not know? She's a telepath!"

"Don't go changing the subject. You promised you'd ditch Frog Boy! If you think you're creeping into my bed tonight after you've finished doing the nasty with him, you'd better think again!"

"What!?"

Scott and Kurt had been so caught up in their argument that they hadn't noticed Jean approaching. Scott immediately knew that they were screwed and not in the good way.

Jean's eyes were wide with shock. "You've been cheating on me with Scott Summers?"

Scott tried to look reassuring. "Jean, it's not what you think…"

"Shut up you – you – you whore!" Jean's eyes were blazing. "You've been sleeping with my boyfriend and you expect to live much longer?"

"Uh…bye!"

Scott ran for the gates, only to be telekinetically grabbed.

"You're not going anywhere until I've hurt you. Badly." Jean flew into the air and advanced on Scott menacingly.

"Wait!" Kurt teleported himself in front of Scott and tried to placate his enraged girlfriend. "It was my fault too."

"And don't think you're going to live much longer either!"

Scott grabbed Kurt's arm and the boy took the hint, teleporting them well away from the mansion. Scott sighed in relief as Jean's furious face was replaced by the tranquil settings of the Bayville Park.

"That was close," he said.

Kurt glared at him. "Thanks a lot Cyclops. You couldn't just ditch Toad so we could be honest with her. Now she's pissed!"

"Right. Sorry." Scott tried to look apologetic. "Look Kurt, I have to go somewhere."

"That's just like you, isn't it Scott? The first sign of trouble and you just run away!"

"Can we talk about this later?"

"Why? Where are you going?"

"Uh, I'm going to go see Toad, tell him it's over."

"Seriously?" Kurt looked sceptical.

"Yeah. See you soon!" Scott hurried away, throwing a glance over his shoulder to make sure that Kurt wasn't following him. The boy had obviously realised that he was in a public place and was fiddling with his image inducer, giving Scott the chance to leave without being followed.

"This is the worst universe yet," he muttered, ignoring the strange glances he was getting from passers by. Forge's house loomed up ahead of him and he grinned. He was going to keep his temper this time and ask the other boy to send him home. He'd get on his knees and beg if that was what it took.

When Forge opened the door, he regarded Scott coldly. "What do you want?"

"Nice to see you too," replied Scott, unnerved. In all the other universes Forge had been friendly until Scott said something, but here he was downright rude.

"The pleasure's all yours."

"You obviously don't like me," said Scott. "But I'm not who you think I am. I'm from another dimension and you sent me here with your ray gun. I'm just trying to get home!"

Forge glared for a few moments longer. "I suppose you'd better come in then. It would be nice to shoot you."

"You really don't like me?"

"The way you treat Kurt, do you blame me?"

"You know about that?"

"He confides in me sometimes." Forge left the room and returned with his trans-dimensional device. "You treat him like shit. Him and Toad."

"I'm not like that in my own world, really!" Scott felt the urge to explain that he wasn't such a bad guy. "I'm dating Jean there and…"

"Jean as in Kurt's Jean?"

"Not necessarily…"

"In any universe going you're a home-wrecker!" Forge raised the gun and fired at him. Scott had just enough time to be thankful it hadn't been something deadlier in Forge's hand before he was enveloped in blue light and the universe vanished around him.