Thanks to:

Randomnity – Don't call me Shirley, that's Police Squad isn't it? I might just use the idea you gave me for the Rietro, it's a good starting point for me so thanks for it!

LadyEvils – Pietro in denial? Oh yeah! There will be lots of Lancitty coming up in later chapters (the 'Sunday Morning' chapters are going to be particularly interesting, lol). Hmm, I could level Vegas couldn't I?

Elmo the Cajun puppet – Remy will certainly have a go at Rogue later on, I've got plans for Romy-ness!

Todd Fan – This chapter is the sober one (boo!) but there will be drunken shenanigans later one (including Todd, hee hee!)

Southern Goth Gal – It's Wanda's job to torment Pietro and one I intend to do well! No matter where you hide him, I'll find a way to torture him! And there will be Pietro, Pyro, Remy…all the best Marvel has to offer!

Heartsyhawk – This fic was the first place I got the idea for a Scott/ Pietro pairing because I could just see the look on Scott's face!

Riderazzo – There will be some more Lancitty in the next chapter but there will be later on a chapter that is pure Lancitty fluff. Weirdly, this fic actually started out as a Kurtty but I'm not a fan of that pairing so I ditched it and stuck to my preferred couple.!

Disclaimer: I own the bikini girls (don't you boys wish you were me?) and Titus Tucker but none of the characters you recognise and are here to read about belong to me. My birthday's in November if anyone wants to save up and buy me some one…

Author Note: There was no good place for me to stop writing at this point – either I put up loads and loads or else I put up two shorter chapters. I chose the two shorter ones.. For this reason the chapter is pretty damn short with not much happening. The next chapter will be up on Monday night (UK time) and I apologise again for the briefness of this chapter!

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The following day…

"No way Jamie. It's not happening." Sam squinted at the boy through his sunglasses. "There is no way I'm getting on a roller coaster the way I feel today."

Jamie pouted. "Hardly anyone wants to go on! Only Blob and Gambit and they're both scary!"

"Ask Pyro."

"No way! I'm too young to die!"

"Do you have to talk so loud?"

Glowering, Jamie made four copies of himself and the group ran toward the roller coaster. Sam sighed in relief and went to the seats where the X-Men and Brotherhood were sitting in various stages of illness.

"I am so not well," groaned Kitty, holding her head. "Like, who's idea was that last drinking contest?"

"Yours," muttered Amara without taking her head off the table.

"I know what'll make us feel better," said Tabby. "More beer!"

"More beer?" Jean looked horrified. "Don't we already feel bad enough?"

"Remy t'ink that's a great idea," said Gambit. "Best way to take de edge off de hangover is to never sober up."

"We're in an amusement park," said Rogue sharply. "I doubt the guys controlling the rides are gonna let us bring beer in here."

"Dere's a bar," replied Gambit smugly. "Free drinks all weekend – let's go."

"I'm there mate." Pyro got up and accompanied Gambit to the bar. They returned five minutes later with drinks for everyone.

"This really does work," said Amara a few minutes later. "I feel better already!"

"Only because you're topping up your alcohol level," said Scott; trying to look severe in spite of the beer he was holding. "We'll end up feeling twice as bad tomorrow."

"And yet you're still drinking," said Jean.

"I don't care about tomorrow – I want to feel better now!"

"Few more of these and I might go on the roller coaster," said Pietro.

Toad threw his arm around Wanda's shoulder. "I'll take my crimson cutie on the tunnel of love!"

"I don't have the energy to hex you," groaned Wanda. "I must be dying."

"Uh, guys?" Kurt glanced over his shoulder. "About six Jamie's are in the food place and I think they're in the sugar."

"Oh no." Jean considered getting up to sort the clones out and decided she couldn't be bothered.

"He'll be alright," said Scott unconvincingly as three clones ran past, chocolate spread around their mouths, yelling incoherently.

"Oh for – I'll deal with it." Fred got up and lumbered toward where the clones were raiding the sweets.

"How's he so happy this morning?" Sam glared at Fred's back.

"The size of him, alcohol has hardly any effect on him," explained Lance, finishing his drink and creeping his hand onto Kitty's knee when he was sure none of the X-Men could see. "He can't get drunk."

"Mon dieu!" exclaimed a horrified Gambit. "Gambit t'inks he introduce Freddy to his home brew."

"Remy. For the love of all that's holy, ah'm begging you. NO!" Rogue shuddered as she envisioned what a drunken Blob could do in Vegas.

"Chere, you can't let the man spend his whole life sober. Dat's inhumane!"

"You don't need alcohol to enjoy yourself," said Scott, glancing at his empty bottle. "Anyone else want another drink?"

"It's purely medicinal," agreed Jean.

"If Logan and Storm find us today we're gonna die," said Rogue.

"They won't," replied Pyro, grinning at her. "I know romance and they found it!"

"Hello Pyro, still feeling nauseous over here!" Pietro glared at him. "Don't give me a reason to puke."

"You're just pissed about that girl slapping you last night."

"I had to check she really was a girl! Not my fault she took offence."

"Are we still going to the casino tonight?" asked Kurt, trying to change the subject.

"Try to keep Remy away!" said Gambit.

"One thing," said Scott as he stood to get more drinks. "No powers in the casino."

There was a chorus of complaints and Scott raised his voice to be heard over the noise. "I mean it! No powers. Any of you. We don't want to attract attention." He glared at the Brotherhood, who all looked sulky.

"We won't attract any attention," said Pietro innocently. "So how about those drinks?"

"Quicksilver…"

Lance smirked. "If you two are going to have a lovers tiff then maybe we should go somewhere else…hey!" He ducked as Pietro threw a beer coaster at him, found himself with his cheek resting on Kitty's knee and decided to stay where he was.

"Don't worry Scott," said Jean, knowing it was futile to force the issue. "I'm sure that no one's going to use their powers."