Thanks to:

Todd Fan – Naughty Scott! And Fred never gets enough action in humour fics so I always try to let him get a little.

Heartsyhawk – Being drunk is the best excuse for acting out of character! And the morning afters are always amusing (when it's not me of course…)

TheDreamerLady – Nah, keep eating the sugar it's a great excuse for everything! I'm not an Amyro fan either but this is a very old fic when that was the couple you found on fanfic most often. But don't worry! It's not an Amyro…::cackles::

LadyEvils – In the original draft there was no power inhibitor for Rogue, just the flirting between her and Remy. A few things have been changed (like it was Lance who was pissed and not Kitty) and this was one of them because I was asked for Romy. It's probably a good thing I changed some stuff because in its original form this was actually a Kurtty – I really don't like them! Aside from added Romy and Lancitty this is pretty much the same as it was when I first wrote it last April.

Riderazzo – I'm glad you like the way I'm writing Rogue because I was a bit worried she grumbled too much. And I love writing Betsy because I don't have to substitute every "Bloody hell!" that I write! I had no one for Kurt and I hadn't put Amanda on the plane so he needed some lurve too!

Kitty – Hey, you have a cool name! I'm named after an X-Men character too but sadly not one of the cool ones (dammit!) It will be finished don't worry and there will be a few little surprises along the way…

Elmo the Cajun Puppet – Yeah, I like writing Romy although it's not something I do often (there's little that can be said that hasn't already been said – but it was still fun!) Glad you liked it and there will be more hints of Romyness throughout the rest of the fic!

Randomnity – Glad to hear you're out from the influence of the nefarious SUE (that made me laugh lots!) and also glad you liked the chapter!

Author Note: As I said before, the chapters from now on are pretty short but I will be updating as often as possible. This would have been up sooner but I had a huge assignment to get finished (goddamn real life sucks!) but I hope you like this one and the next one should be up Tuesday night (UK time).

Disclaimer: I own no one in this chapter. I wish I did.

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Wanda opened one eye and groaned as she saw sunlight streaming through the window. She had to go home in a few hours and Lance always hogged the bathrooms on planes. She doubted she'd be able to get through the take-off, the way her stomach felt.

How the hell did she get back to the hotel anyway?

She'd gone to the club with the others, had a few drinks. Todd had gone after an hour or so and she'd finally been able to relax. So she'd had a few more drinks. Then she'd played some silly drinking game with Pyro. The last thing she remembered with any clarity was laughing with Kitty and Lance at Tabby and Amara dirty-dancing to 'Hot Stuff'…

Closing her eye and trying to remember, she suddenly recalled being sat briefly alone when she was approached by –

"Uh-uh. No way."

Her eyes flew open and she groped the space behind her, hoping to find it empty. Instead she encountered an arm. She wasn't alone.

"Elvis?" she said in confusion, sitting bolt upright. No way did she believe she'd fallen into bed with some guy in a wig and a GI Joe uniform. Except she wasn't alone. And then another memory came back to her and she groaned.

"No. Please, no!"

She ripped the covers off the sleeping figure.

"TOAD!"

"Uh…morning snookums!" Toad smiled nervously, black Elvis wig still perched on his head. "Shall we get room service to bring us breakfast?"

"You – you –" Wanda leapt out of bed and glared at the boy. "You waited until I was drunk and pretended to be Elvis!"

"No!" Toad held his hands up and shook his head emphatically. "I dressed up as Elvis but I told you I wasn't him! And then I told you it was me and you kept calling me Elvis – I thought you were just playing along! I'm green for crying out loud!"

"You told me you got Lyme disease during the war!"

"I was joking!"

"But…" Wanda thought back, Toad's story stirring her memory. He was right. He'd told her who he was and she'd chosen not to believe him. Belatedly she realised she was stood in front of him wearing nothing but a red thong and quickly grabbed the sheet and wrapped it around her.

"I dunno honeybunch," grinned Toad. "It worked better for me without the sheet!"

Wanda snarled. "I'm going to get dressed." She stormed over to where she'd dumped her clothes, picked them up and was half way to the en-suite bathroom before she realised something was wrong. Black bra, black leather jeans, red top, red veil…

Uh-oh.

"Todd," she said in a strangled voice. "Please tell me we didn't do something stupid. Please tell me there's another explanation for the veil."

"Uh…" Toad looked even more nervous. "The thing is, you wouldn't take 'we can't' for an answer."

"Oh no. No. No!" Wanda stared at him in shock. "We're married?"

"Don't you remember the Elvis Igloo of Love?"

She did remember it now. Dragging two random people off the street for witnesses, the enthusiastic smooch she'd given him as they were pronounced man and wife, being carried into a hotel room by a grinning Toad…

"Why did they let us get married?" yelled Wanda. "We're underage!"

"We were wearing the image inducers and when they asked to see our passports you threatened to hex them through a wall."

"So we're married?"

"'Til death do us part cuddlebumps!"

"That can be arranged." Wanda glared at Todd but her heart wasn't in it. "At least it's not legally binding if we're underage…"

"Yeah, right." Todd climbed out of bed and put on his pants. "Y'know, I was drunk too yo. All I did was try to get you to like me and you were the one who groped me in that club and dragged me off to a wedding chapel even though I warned you not to. And when we got back here you insisted I spend the night with you! Hell, I wasn't gonna say no!"

Wanda felt a flush of shame. She'd behaved stupidly and now she was taking it out on Todd and he'd always looked after her. Hell, he'd even married her.

And he was kinda cute when he was mad. In a slimy way.

And he could to tricks with hat tongue that she couldn't believe…

"I don't believe I'm about to say this," she murmured, looking over at Todd who was searching for his shirt.

"What?" he snapped, still hurt.

Wanda took a deep breath. "Get back into bed."

Todd looked up quickly. "Huh?"

"I said get back into bed." She dropped the sheet and walked over to him.

"You don't have to tell me twice!" Hardly able to believe his good fortune he leapt back into the bed and was delighted when Wanda jumped in after him.