DISCLAIMER: I still do not own the X-Men.
"PIZZA!" Bobby went barreling towards the front door like a maniac. He opened the door, and the delivery guy was standing there, with countless boxes of pizza.
"Uh... Sean, right?"
"Yep. Elisabeth said I could stay for the show..."
"Yeah, come in." Bobby took half of the boxes and led the way to the rec. room.
The commercial had just ended, and the pizzas were passed around as Bobby's face came up in the confessional.
"I can't wait until the challenge this round. I'm gonna whoop some flatscan butt! Just kidding. Some of my best friends are flatscans."
"Hey... that guy looks a lot like you." Sean spoke up from where he was standing behind the couch.
"Yeah... that because it IS me." Bobby replied.
"Oh... wow. You're on Survivor?"
"Not anymore I'm not."
"Well, yeah, but... that's cool. Can I have your autograph?"
"You don't want his autograph." Kitty reached for another slice of pizza.
"Da, he's just Bobby."
"No, he's Bobby from Survivor!"
"And that's probably all that he's got going for him."
"Shut up, Sarah from Survivor."
"You're on it too?"
"Are ya all star-struck there, Sean?"
"Sure am. This is cool. I didn't know that I'd be sitting here with two of the contestants!"
"Well, ain't it just your lucky day, Sugar?"
"Guess it is. I'll want both of your autographs then."
"You've never seen this show before, have you kid?" Logan raised his beer and pointed it at Sean.
"No, sir."
"Someone explain it to him."
Jubilee stood up. "Do you know how the show works generally?"
"Yeah... castaways."
"Right. Well, this time it started off half mutants and half humans. It's getting close now. And right now the castaways are spending two days with the X-Men..."
"The X-Men! Awesome! I read about them in the paper. It said that there's a guy that's made out of metal! And like, all the girls can fly and stuff."
"Not all the girls." Betsy corrected him.
"Yeah. Not all the girls." Jubilee crossed her arms and sat down.
"No, all of them. I read it in the paper."
"Don't believe everything you read in the papers, luv."
"I'm telling you, it's true."
"If you say so."
"The X-Men's danger room is a place that anyone can train. From the weakest flatscans to the strongest mutants, the facility is the perfect place to work out."
"Am Ah the only one who thinks that that sounds lahke a bad promo f'r a vacation spot?" "It is a vacation spot.""Yeah. Come see the sights, fight the robots. It won't cost you an arm and a leg. If you're fast enough."
"You're funny, Bobby."
"Shh... they're going to show the X-Men now."
"Wouldn't want to miss catching a glimpse of them, now would we?"
"Heavens, no." Betsy grabbed her heart dramatically.
"That would be horrible. A horrible, horrible thing to miss."
The cameras were set up so that the entire team could be seen walking into the danger room. Colossus was in his fully metal form, right down to his eyes. Bobby was all iced up. Everyone else was in full uniform, and Jean, Rogue, and Storm were all floating in the air, as was Warren.
"Holy shit! That guy has wings!"
Everybody turned to Sean.
"What? He does. Look! That dude's got like, a 12 foot wingspan!"
"Sixteen, actually." Warren stood up and the rest of the room instinctively ducked as he spread his wings.
Sean was astonished. "Wait a second..."
Warren folded his wings and sat back down, and Sean looked closer at the television, leaning over the couch. He noticed something else and literally fell over the couch back and onto Rogue's lap.
"Excuse me, pizza freak!"
"You can fly."
"Yeah, Ah know that. Ah've been able t' fly since Ah was 17. Got any more late breaking news?"
"Y...you're the X-Men?"
"Welcome to the party."
"You've been delivering pizza here for how long now, Sean?"
"B...No way!"
"Way."
"I want everyone's autographs now!"
Betsy perked up. "I'll go get my headshots."
She bounced out of the room, eager to get a chance to use the pictures that she hadn't used since she stopped modeling regularly. Xavier telepathically floated one of the team photos from the wall and pulled out a pen.
"You can have this. Are codenames ok?"
"Yeah. Codenames are awesome. Wish I had one."
"No, I mean to sign with."
"Oh... yeah, sure. Codenames. Yeah."
Xavier smiled as he removed the picture from its frame and signed over his own stomach. He passed the photo on and the rest of the team signed it before finally replacing it in it's frame and handing it back to Sean.
"There ya go. Take good care of it, Betsy doesn't wear that skanky outfit anymore."
"Not in public anyway. Right, Warren?"
"Um..." He cleared his throat uncomfortably and shifted in his seat.
"It's ok, Luv. You don't have to answer that."
"When we come back, our contestants will run this course. Two will win immunity. All will win knowledge of their opponents' weaknesses."
"Talk about cheesy. And I'm not just saying that because the pizza guy is here, either."
"Bobby?"
"Yessy?"
"Shut the f—"
"That's enough, Rogue." The professor pointed to the students who were still sitting in the corner, watching the show.
"Sorry, kids. Forgot Y'all were there."
"No problem." One of the students waved a hand in dismissal.
Another nodded. "Speak freely."
A third decided to add a rationalization. "Yeah, it's not like we didn't already see the whole thing out in the woods with—"
"Shut the f—"
"ROGUE!"
A/N: Another chapter. yay. Reviews are fun.