Thanks to:
Todd Fan - I'm not fond of Rolo either but it does have a purpose!
Southern Goth Gal - Hey sis, thanks for reviewing! I'm actually planning on Pietro torture (he had it too easy in most of my fics). I wanted a new computer for Xmas, but all I got was soap ::sobs::
Heartsyhawk - Glad you like, hope the next chapter lives up to expectations!
LadyEvils - Remy and Pyro are in it but COlossus isn't, no reason except I couldn't think of anything for him to do. Set after the fourth series. I wish I knew where I could find that bumper sticker!
Riderazzo - Pleased to make it to your favourites list! Hope you enjoy this next chapter and like what the kida get up to without the adults around ;)
Randomnity - Elvis will be returning to the fic before long! And to explain the Hilton sisters, one needs a better sense of the bizarre than I have.
AriKitten - I'm hoping it will be as good as Power9 too, although I really decided to put it up because I found it again after writing it forever ago. Thought I'd see what people thought!
Soulstress - That line was the one that made me put the fic up in the first place! Hope you like this chapter as much as the first.
Gambit$£& - I think Logan would be a mean drunk (the only time I've seen him drunk in the comics he was singing happily and waking up the entire mansion, lol) but I dunno about Cyke - I think he'd be a maudlin letch! And I think you're right, Jean and Storm would both be tipsy and giggly. The author manages to combine all of these aspects after a few tequilas!
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters. Oh wait, I own the ones that make vague appearances but none of the good ones that you recognise.
Author Note: I'm a staff memeber on the C2 site 'Rietro Heaven' so if you can recommend to me any good fics from that genre I would be grateful. Also, I've promised to write a new fic based on the pairing so if you have any ideas I'd be pleased to hear them!
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The four limousines waited patiently for the passengers of the private plane. Logan and Ororo got into the first, the Brotherhood in the second, the New Recruits in the third and the rest of the X-Men in the fourth with Phinneus Smash. Jean was giggling inanely and Scott dived straight for the mini-bar. "Anyone wanna drink?"
"Me!" said Kurt; not really expecting to get anything alcoholic instead found himself holding a glass of champagne. "Wow!"
"Dey more careful den Logan and Stormy coz dey not used to it," said Remy quietly to Rogue. "But no one can resist de power of Remy's home brew!"
"I wish we could go to a casino," said Jean as she handed out glasses to the others and trying to steady the bottle of hundred-dollar champagne to pour.
"Shame we're not old enough," replied Scott wistfully.
"Don't say dat Remy don't have all de answers." Gambit looked smug as he pulled a handful of image inducers from his pocket. He gave on to each of the teens in the limo, except for Kurt who already had one on, and they strapped them to their wrists and started messing with them. Kurt showed everyone how to age themselves (which he did to buy beer on the weekends) and soon everyone in the car looked twenty-two or twenty-three.
"Like, how many of those things did you bring?" Kitty asked Remy.
"Those, one for each of de New Recruits and one for each of de Brotherhood. Except for Jamie, he too young. Oh, and St. John. Remy know better den to let dat maniac loose where dere are smokers."
"Newsflash Gambit," replied Kitty, swallowing her champagne far too quickly. "Pyro's already over twenty-one."
Scott frowned. "Do you think it's alright to pretend to be old enough to gamble?"
"Of course it is son!" said Smash before anyone else could reply. "And I'll give you all a thousand dollars worth of chips to do it with and all your drinks are complimentary for the entire stay!"
"Woo-hoo!" Kitty held out her glass for a top-up. "Thanks Mr Smash.
"It's the least I can do for you girly after you saved my life from a gang of gunmen!"
"Yeah," said Kitty uncomfortably. "A gang."
The limos pulled up outside an enormous hotel. The X-Men gasped. It was about four times the size of the mansion and at least forty storeys tall.
"Cool," commented Kurt.
Everyone gathered outside the hotel and Phinneus led them into the foyer. "I'll have you shown to your rooms, then you can amuse yourselves."
Both the X-Men and the Brotherhood were sneaking surreptitious glances at Logan and Ororo. They looked a little – dishevelled. Surely Storm had started off with more buttons on her blouse…
They were shown up to their rooms, each one with a double bed, mini bar and Jacuzzi. The X-Men in the fourth limo had agreed to meet up in the bar downstairs two hours after they arrived and Kitty agreed to go to everyone's room handing out image inducers. She found the entire Brotherhood in Pietro's room, obviously having already been in the bar in the limo. Pietro, Lance and Toad were singing loudly and tunelessly, examining the bottles in the mini-bar.
"You and me baby ain't nothing but mammals…"
"Amphibians…"
"…So let's do it like they do on…"
"Kitty!" yelled Lance, seeing his sniggering girlfriend in the doorway. "Uh, we were just, uh, making room for our non-alcoholic drinks, yeah that's what we were doing!"
"Right," grinned Kitty. "Y'know, room service can bring you booze if you want it."
"Oh yeah!" Pietro ran over to the phone and dialled room service.
"Order me a pizza too," added Fred.
"Anyway." Kitty pulled five image inducers out of her pocket. "We can like, use these to make us look older and Mr Smash is gonna give us gambling money!"
"Kitty, you're the best!" Lance grabbed an inducer and started messing with it.
"They're only good if we can get away from Logan and Ororo. They'll never let us use them."
"Wouldn't worry about that," said Pyro from where he was reclining on the bed drinking a can of Fosters. "I went looking for Gambit earlier, coz I wanted to kill him, and I saw that Sheila going in Logan's room with a crate of wine. And then he came out and used his claws to write 'do not disturb under pain of pain' on the door. Think they're staying there for the whole weekend mate."
"Do you often go around spying on other people?" asked Kitty haughtily.
"Need material for me fiction." Pyro flicked his lighter and produced a flaming likeness of Logan and Storm that was graphic enough to send Kitty running screaming from the room.
"Hmmm…" Todd adjusted his image inducer and suddenly looked just like his Wanda-smooching alter ego Eric. "Let's go to ze bar and get cocktails, ja?"
"Toad!" Wanda glared across the room at him. "If you use that thing to try to seduce me just once, you'll suffer!"
"Yes snookums." Todd obediently adjusted the inducer to display an older version of himself and pretended not to notice Wanda shudder.
"All right!" Pietro zipped over to the door as room service knocked with his drinks and Fred's pizza. "You guys get outta here. I need to get ready! There's tons of hot babes out there with loads of money and hardly any clothes – you can't deny them of the Pie-man any longer!"
"Pie-man?" Wanda rolled her eyes. "Oh give me a break!"
The Brotherhood left Pietro to it and went back to their respective rooms, passing Tabby and Amara drunkenly singing 'Viva Las Vegas' and about twelve Jamie's running around the hallway yelling about the fair.
"Anyone else notice that Lance got the room next to Kitty's?" said Pyro.
"And Toad got the room next to Wanda's," added Lance quickly.
Wanda glowered. "Try nothing Toad, or else!"
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Some two hours later everyone was gathered in a booth in the bar, image inducers on, drinking as if there were no tomorrow and playing foolish drinking games, the most popular being 'never have I ever'. Remy and Fred were still relatively sober, Sam and Roberto were apocalyptically drunk and everyone else was somewhere in between. Pietro got up to get the next round of drinks because he was at the end of the booth although he wasn't too pleased to find himself sitting next to Scott.
Toad raised his drink. "Never have I ever…oh, I can't think of anything!"
"This is a dumb game anyway," muttered Wanda, finishing her drink as Pietro returned with a tray full of fresh ones.
"Move over Summers," growled Pietro as he sat down. "Y'know, you should really keep in better shape and then maybe your ass wouldn't take up so much room…"
"Is this seat taken handsome?" asked a feminine voice from beside Pietro.
"Why no," he said with a grin as he took in the long slender legs, short blue dress, large breasts. "Ba-"
His voice trailed off as his gaze alighted on the square jaw, thick make-up unable to hide the stubble.
The man sat down and fluttered false eyelashes at the clearly terrified Pietro. The others at the table started snickering, trying desperately not to laugh out loud.
"I'm Simone," he said flirtatiously, the high voice sounding wrong coming from some one over six foot tall. "Are you all alone in Vegas?"
"NO! No! I'm at a table with a big crowd of people! Not much room! Can't really fit another one!"
"You know what I mean," giggled Simone, wriggling closer to Pietro. "Not with anyone – special? A girl?"
"Uh, I'm uh, I'm…I'm uh…I'm with him!" With a sudden burst of drunken logic, Pietro threw an arm around Scott's shoulders, causing the X-Man to spit beer across the table and everyone else to turn purple with suppressed laughter.
"Oh poo." Simone pouted and stood up to go. "But remember if you change your mind I'm staying at the Palm Springs, room 274. Bring your boyfriend if you have to – you won't be sorry!" With that he sashayed out of the bar.
The mutants finally let go of their laughter as Pietro took his arm from around Scott and crashed his head onto the table. "That was not funny!"
Wanda slid under the table in hysterics and Jean managed to choke off her laughter just long enough to glance over at Scott's horrified expression, beer still dripping off his chin, before going off into giggles again.
"Simple Simone met the Pie-man," Wanda managed from under the table before starting laughing again.
"Scott, why didn't you tell me you were with Pietro?" sniggered Jean. "I'd understand! After all, he is so pretty…"
"You die now!" Pietro tried to stand up but Jean pinned him to the spot with her TK.
Toad picked Wanda up from beneath the table as the laughter finally down and put her back in her seat before picking up his drink. "I've thought of one! Never have I ever seen Pietro look so scared!"
"I'll drink to that," said Lance with a smirk.
"I hate this stupid game," muttered Pietro.
"Why don' we go to a casino?" asked Remy hopefully.
"Coz we agreed to wait 'til tomorrow. We don't want to blow all our money on the first night." Rogue tried to grab her drink and missed. "Shit! Ah think ah drank too much to see mah cards anyway."
"So let's go to a club," suggested Tabby.
"Ja!" agreed Kurt. "Mr Smash promised to get us free drinks in any place we went."
"I think I saw a cool place down the strip," said Kitty.
"Did some one say something about a strip club?" asked Sam blearily.
"No," snapped Kitty. "How much have you had to drink?"
"Not much," lied Sam, trying to stand up and stumbling.
"No way are you going out in that state," said Jean. "Maybe we should get you to bed."
"I'm fine!" Sam took three steps toward the bathroom before falling flat on his face.
"Maybe some one should take Roberto up as well," said Tabby, indicating to the Brazilian who had put his head into a beery puddle on the table and was snoring loudly.
"Uh Fred, would you mind?" asked Jean. Blob rolled his eyes and stood up, picking up Roberto and throwing him over his shoulder before going over to Sam and doing the same to him.
"And when he comes back we can go to a club!" Tabby knocked back the rest of her drink and began to dance on the spot. "Let's show this town how to party!"