(There is a plot I assure you. I even have the ending of this fic in mind. Also… I don't know French so it will all be in English, though I will attempt to show the Misfits being confused occasionally.)
While everyone began discussing what to do in France, Pietro zipped out of the room. The next thing everyone knew, a bunch of suitcases and one really big chest were sitting against one of the walls.
"Pietro! It's a field trip not a two or three night stay!"
Pietro stopped and put his hands on his hips. "What, I'm packing for everyone!"
Then his eyes widened as things started to float into the air. "Ok, I admit, packing Wanda's and Althea's things might not have been a good idea."
Then he ran around screaming as several suitcases popped open and attacking him. As he ran out the door, Spyder zapped him.
Todd and Lance stood looking at a tall chest that stood on end.
"Dude, why's it rocking back and forth?"
They shrugged and opened it. Gambit fell out and looked around dazedly. "What happened?"
Lance blinked. "How did he…"
"Do you really want to know?"
"Not really."
Moe, Larry, and Curly walked by. "No you lamebrain, we can't take food. We'll get some over there."
Curly scratched his head then pointed at Fred. "But he is."
Moe blinked as he watched Freddy lug a five layer cake with him.
"Freddy! We'll get food over there!"
"Oh, sorry."
It was chaos for the next hour after B.A. made his announcement.
Duke walked into Hawk's office. "There are a few problems…"
"What problems?"
"B.A. is taking the kids on a field trip."
"Doesn't sound too bad."
"To France."
"What?"
Hawk sighed as he and CoverGirl looked at the manic cook. "Ok, B.A. Tell me why you are all going to France."
"Because of the wine."
"You said that already! What are they going to learn over there?"
"Um… how to make it?"
Hawk started banging his head on the desk.
Covergirl spoke up. "How about the history of it?"
"Oooh, that sounds good. Do you know anything?"
CoverGirl looked at Hawk. "Move over, I need the desk too."
Roadblock rubbed his eyes as he stared at the Misfits. "We've finally accepted that you're going on a trip…. But if you leave right now it'll be too dark to even see a ship. So sleep will ya!" Then he stormed out of the classroom.
Gambit leaned against a wall and stared glumly at the rest. "Remy want to go home."
Althea patted him on the head. "Oh be quiet. We just need a translator."
Pietro grinned. "After all, I might need help talking to the ladies."
Lance glared. "So they can smack you quicker?"
"DIE!" Pietro screamed as he leaped at Lance. Then a general free for all took place.
"Merde… why is Remy involved in this?" Gambit yelled as Lance and Pietro bowled him over.
The next morning, France time, the Misfits, B.A., and Gambit along with Shipwreck stood on the transporter. Hawk, Covergirl, and Roadblock were there to see them off.
Roadblock leaned toward Hawk. "Why is Shipwreck going?"
"We need to get away from him too."
"Ah. And Polly?"
"We sent him to the X-men so they can babysit."
Pietro started waving. "Aloha, your feet are the same, ally ally…" SMACK "Wanda!" Then they were on their way to France.
