Thanks to:

Heartsyhawk – Cyke's gonna be suicidal and homicidal, promise!

Todd Fan – Forge and Storm, there's a couple I liked in the comics and forgot all about. Hmm, that gives me an idea…

Raphaella – Oh yeah, that's disturbing. And plenty more to disturb before Scott gets home – if he gets home, lol!

Rogue14 – More innocence lost due to me, hee hee! I love it!

LadyEvils – Scott's head exploding, there's an amusing image! I hate peanut butter, that's why I used it.

Spyder616 – Forge has screwed up again…he's great!

Disclaimer: Forge blasted the disclaimer into another dimension.

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Scott opened his eyes and winced. Not only was he not in his own world, he was back in the Brotherhood house. He didn't recognise the room, all he knew was that it wasn't Pietro's, Wanda's or Todd's. Which left two very unpleasant alternatives.

There was a hump beside him and he cringed as he pulled back the covers. It wasn't fat enough to be Fred, which left only…

"Kitty?"

Kitty opened her eyes and blinked sleepily at him. "What time is it?" She checked her watch and sat up in a hurry. "Omigod! You asshole! I told you not to let me sleep all night!"

"Uh, sorry?"

"Sorry isn't good enough! Logan's gonna go nuclear! He's already pissed about me dating a member of the Brotherhood."

"A member of the Brotherhood? Me?"

"No, Toad. Of course you!" Kitty leapt out of bed and began to dress hurriedly.

Scott lay back on the bed and closed his eyes. This was the last time he trusted Stoned Forge to send him anywhere. Being in the Brotherhood was the worst thing he could think off. Then he remembered some of the universes he'd been to and changed his mind.

His eyes sprang open as the house began to shake. Kitty stopped, looking mortified and he heard Pietro outside the door. "Uh, the fearless leader of the X-Men is here and he looks pissed!"

"I don't believe this!" Kitty stormed out of the room as Scott grabbed a pair of jeans and yanked them on hurriedly before following her.

Lance was stood in the hallway, fists clenched. Kitty was yelling at him. "You might be the leader of the X-Men but you're not the boss of me! I'll see who I like when I like and there's nothing you can do about it!"

"But Cyclops? He's nothing but a hood!" Lance indicated angrily at Scott. "He'll break your heart and ruin your life."

"You don't know him like I do! He's kind and sweet and generous and he bought me a lovely iron for Christmas…"

"Isn't that cute?" said Pietro from behind Scott.

"He cares about me! You can't change the way I feel!"

Lance glared at Scott as the other boy hastily descended the stairs – he still didn't feel like seeing Pietro again. "I'm warning you Summers. Stay away from her!"

"This is only because you want her warming your bed," muttered Scott and realised his mistake the moment the words had left his mouth.

Lance narrowed his eyes. "You are so dead."

"No! Don't hurt him!" Kitty grabbed Lance's arm and he shook her off, advancing on Scott as the house began to shake again.

"Uh…bye!" Scott ran for the back door, Lance hot on his heels. He got through the door and tried to slam it behind him but Lance was too fast, grabbing at Scott and missing by a fraction of an inch. Scott fled across the yard, painfully aware of his lack of shoes, and out onto the street. Lance hadn't given up and Scott was forced to redouble his efforts to escape. It was no good; Lance caught Scott's wrist and pulled him backwards. Scott stumbled and landed on his ass.

"I'll kill you, you turd!" Lance raised his fist, ready to smash it into Scott's face. Scott whipped off his shades and knocked Lance over backward with an optic blast before scrambling to his feet and running off.

At the corner, he turned to glance behind him. Lance was struggling to get to his feet, clearly not put off by the blast, so Scott decided to keep on running. By the time he got to Bayville High he decided he'd lost Lance and stopped, doubling over to try to catch his breath. After a few minutes he felt able to go on and went to Forge's house.

The boy answered the door and gave Scott a wary glance. "Are you gonna try and kill me again?"

"What are you talking about…never mind. I'm here because I'm from another dimension and your stupid gizmo blasted me here and now I need to get home!"

"Really?" Forge stepped aside to let Scott in. "I knew that thing would work!"

"You keep saying that," muttered Scott. "So you have invented it here then?"

"Yeah, wait a moment." Forge went off to get the trans-dimensional device and when he returned, he was talking on a cordless phone. Scott was about to ask who it was when he heard Forge say, "Sure I've seen him Lance. He's right here…"

Scott grabbed the phone and hit the cut-off button. "Why did you tell him that? He's trying to kill me!"

"Sorry, I didn't know it was a secret." Forge began fiddling with the device. "So what dimension are you from then?"

"Well, I'm leader of the X-Men and I'm dating Jean Grey."

"Jean Grey?"

"Yeah."

"My Jean?"

"Uh, did I say Jean Grey? I meant Jean, uh, Blue!"

"You want me to send you to a world where you're banging my girlfriend? Not likely!"

"The thing is, in my universe she's not…"

"I'll send you back where you belong all right!" Forge fired the gun at Scott and he vanished in a flash of blue light.