Dang, I slacked off a bit... Here we go again, anyway...

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At dinner the next evening, Scott stood up and cleared his throat. After a moment the room quieted down.

"Um... I know some weird rumors have been going around lately and I'd just like to clear some things up."

"He's gonna tell us about the baby unicorns Jean's having." Ray whispered a little too loudly to Amara.

"What?" Jean interrupted.

"It's okay, Jean." Tabby said. "We know."

"I am not having unicorns." Jean stated.

"Of course you're not." Todd replied. "You're having hawk-chicks."

"She is not!" Scott responded.

"She's obviously having a littler of mutated aliens, guys." Kitty added.

"Kitty, I told you the real story." Jean tried to input.

"Well, I heard-"

"That's enough!" Scott yelled, regaining the attention of the group. "Jean is pregnant with my baby. Just a normal, every day, human baby." He looked around the room at the embarrassed faces. "Now, who started this mess?"

The room suddenly erupted in a bunch of voices, each blaming the other until the rumor was traced back through each and every person there.

"Wait, you mean that I'm like the only person who didn't spill the beans?" Kitty asked, standing up angrily. "You all should be ashamed of yourselves."

After a moment where no one spoke, Rogue sighed. "Sorry, guys. Ah guess this was kinda mah fault."

Jean smiled at her friend. "It's okay, Rogue. I shouldn't have put that big of a burden on you two." She giggled. "Besides, now I have my first story to tell my baby when they ask about when I was pregnant."

Suddenly, a light seemed to go off in all of the girls' heads. They dropped their forks and spoons and were all by Jean's side in an instant, congratulating her with hugs and asking questions.

Scott shook his head.

"Now, we'd appreciate it if you all would keep this to yourselves. We'd like to tell the adults ourselves." The leader requested.

"No problem, Scott." Kurt replied.

"We can keep a secret." Bobby stated, smiling.

"Uh... Thanks..." Scott said quietly, knowing the cause was lost.

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After dinner, Kitty went to her closet to change, something she hadn't had a chance to do in a few days, given how busy everyone had been. She'd just been throwing on things she'd already had laying out. Now, it was time to plan clothes once again. She opened her closet and screamed.

Within a second, Kurt ported into her room.

"Vhat? Vhat is it?" He asked, worried.

"What happened to all of my sleeves!" she yelled, hysterical. She started to sob.

Kurt put his arms round his girlfriend, not understanding the tragedy, but knowing that she needed to be comforted.

After a second, Rogue ran into the room, too.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"All... my clothes..." the younger mutant cried.

"What's wrong with 'em?" Rogue wondered, walking over to the closet and checking Kitty's stuff. She started to laugh when she saw what was wrong. "All of yer sleeves!"

"Don't laugh!" Kitty snapped. "Look at your own!"

Rogue gulped and looked at her stuff on the other side of the closet.

"Oh mah God!" the southern girl yelled. "Ah need mah sleeves!"

"I need my music!" Kitty whined, walking over to her CD rack. Picking out a comforting tune, she opened the case and pulled out bologna. She opened another and found the same thing. Soon, she was pulling them all out and sobbing once more.

She fell on her knees and looked up to the sky. "Why are you punishing me!"

"What is all o' de racket about, mon amis?" Remy asked, stepping into the room.

"Somevon apparently stole Kitty and Rogue's sleeves and all of Kitty's CDs." Kurt replied.

"We need to go to the police!" Kitty stated, calming down slightly.

"Now, Katzechen," Kurt started, putting his arm around her, "I'm sure ze police have more important things to do zhan solve zhis."

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"Hey, Bob," Officer Ted started, "Did you pick up that Chinese food?"

"Got it right here." Officer Bob replied, holding up the boxes, a he took a seat on one of the confiscated sofas.

((A/N: Just a joke. I have only the highest respect for cops.))

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"This IS important!" Kitty yelled, offended.

"Hey, what if we solved it ourselves?" Rogue suggested.

"Gambit likes dat idea, chere." Remy agreed.

Kitty brightened up. "We could be like the box car kids!"

"Only not so young." Kurt added.

"Let's do it!" Kitty said.

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"X23, could you pack up those boxes?" Alex requested as he, his girlfriend, and the three animals sat around his room. He started making labels for the boxes.

X23 started putting the items into the boxes.

"How much have we sold so far?" Tabby wondered, coming inside.

"About 230 worth." Alex replied.

"Not bad." The blonde girl stated, starting to brush Stephie's mane.

"You'd be surprised how much people are willing to pay for Gambit's underwear and Kurt's gym socks." The boy said.

X23 made a face. "Is that what's in these boxes?"

"Don't worry." Her boyfriend stated. "I had Jamie pack those up yesterday."

"Good."

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"Jean!" Scott yelled sticking his head out of his room. The sound echoed through the hall, past Rogue and Kitty's room where our newest detectives listened.

"What?" Came the reply.

"Have you seen my brown shoes!"

"No! Where did you see them last!"

"Your room! Can you check?"

There was a pause in the conversation.

"My room's clean! They're not here!"

"Okay!"

Scott's door shut.

"That's more missing things!" Kitty stated. "I wonder..."

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"This is a strange place." Betsy stated, sitting down on the couch next to Warren.

He put his arm around her. "I told you there before we came."

"True, but I didn't quite understand..."

He laughed. "You don't like it here?"

"I like it. It'll just take some getting used to..." She replied, smiling.

"Well, that's good." Warren said. "Prof. X should be back soon."

"Will things calm down then?" She wondered.

"Just a bit." He smirked.

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Wanda and Todd walked down the path around Xavier's mansion in a comfortable silence. Soon enough, they came along an older looking swing set and slide. Todd stopped.

"What are you doing?" Wanda wondered.

"Don't you wanna go on the swings?" he asked, amazed that the thought hadn't occurred to her.

"I do swings." She stated.

"Oh, come on." He said, taking her hand and starting to pull her toward them. "For me?"

Sighing, she went with him. They stopped in front of them and she looked at him.

"Well?" Wanda asked.

He laughed and sat on one of them.

"Come on, yo. We'll see who can jump farther."

She rolled her eyes and sat down on the one next to him.

"Ready?" He asked. She nodded. "One, two, three, go!"

They both started pumping their legs and the swings start to go back and forth fairly high. After a minute, he spoke up again.

"Time to jump!" He jumped off and she followed suit a moment later. Todd landed gracefully about a foot in front of where she landed.

"That's not fair!" Wanda protested. "You used your mutation to win!"

"What are you gonna do about it?" He asked in a teasing manner.

She looked at him for a moment before smirking. Before he could react, she pounced and tackled him to the ground. When they hit the ground, she rolled off of him and laid next to him, both of them laughing.

"You really should laugh more." Todd stated after they had calmed down. "Your whole face lights up."

She looked at him but didn't say anything.

After a couple of minutes, she spoke. "Pietro and I used to play on the swings when we were kids. I could always jump farther than him, but he always swung higher than me."

Todd smiled. "It must have been nice to grow up with a brother."

She nodded. "We used to be really close."

"You still could be." He stated. "Pietro cares a lot about you in that demented way of his."

Wanda smirked. "I guess."

"Give him a chance, babe."

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Huh... More Wanda/Todd fluff... Weirdnes...

You know, I honestly don't think that's a full chapter's worth of information, but my computer says it's the right length. Oh well.

Review please! It keeps the voices happy...