I meant to have this done two months ago... Oh well... Live and learn and then get Luvs, guys.

This chappie is dedicated to Mi-chan 17, Agent-G, LdyPebSaby, ChicaDeOjosCafe, and all of the members of my board! Love ya, guys:-)

Scott came into Jean's room early the next morning. She was getting dressed so he sat on the bed to wait.

"Good morning," he greeted.

She nodded distractedly as she dug through her drawers.

"What's the problem?" he wondered, confused by her behavior.

"I'm looking for some looser pants." Jean stated, pulling some out to look at them. "All of mine are too tight on the stomach for a pregnant person to be wearing. I don't want to hurt the baby."

Scott nodded understandingly, agreeing with her. He knew that the younger you were, the more dangerous being pregnant was for both the mother and the baby and he didn't want her to take any unnecessary risks.

"These will do." She stated, pulling on some overalls she found. "We'll have to go shopping, though."

"Okay. We'll go after breakfast." He said, getting up and going to the door. "Ready?"

"Yep." She smiled and followed.

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"Did you find any clues?" Kitty asked Rogue quietly at breakfast. Almost everyone in the house was at the table and she didn't want the culprits to know that they were on to them.

Rogue shook her head. "How 'bout y'all?"

"No." Kitty sighed. "I wish we had some sort of lead on this..."

Kurt suddenly teleported into the room with Remy. Everyone looked up for a brief moment before going back to their conversations.

"Ve found somezing!" Kurt said happily.

"Shhh!" the girls shushed him and pulled they guys into chairs. The four leaned in to talk.

"What is it?" Rogue wondered.

Remy pulled something out of his pocket.

"String?" Kitty asked, confused.

"Hair." Kurt corrected. "Brown, human hair."

Sighing, Rogue hit both of the boys in the head.

"Ow!" Gambit whined. "What'd we do?"

"Kitty and Ah have brown hair!" she said as if it were obvious... which it really was...

"Ah, but not zis color brown." Kurt explained. "Remy or I vould recognize you two's colors."

"Lemme see that!" Rogue said, taking it from Gambit. She looked at it closely. "Well, it's not mine."

"Or mine." Kitty stated, looking over her friend's shoulder.

Remy and Kurt smiled smugly. "Told ya."

"Now the only problem is, almost everyone here has brown hair." Kitty pointed out.

"But it does narrow down the list." Rogue said, leaning back in her chair.

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"Do you really think that's a good idea?" Tabby wondered, watching Pyro juggle three flames in TSFC head quarters.

"Aw, don' worry, sheila." He replied dismissively.

The door opened and Alex and X23 came into the room carrying three large sacks.

"Hey," the blonde girl greeted.

"Just put them down right there, Three." Alex instructed, nodding in greeting to Tabitha. He walked over and sat down at his computer.

"What are the bags for?" Tabby wondered.

"Look inside." Alex said, typing something on his keyboard.

Shrugging, the blonde girl went and did as her leader had suggested.

"Cranberry juice?" she asked.

Alex's printer beeped and started printing out papers.

"Back boss." Jamie announced as he and Rahne walked into the room.

"From what?" Tabby wondered.

"Locking all of the bathroom doors." The youngest boy answered simply.

"Why?"

"You'll see." Alex replied.

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"Wanda?" Todd called, walking through the living room.

On the couch, Pietro scowled.

"She went to the store," he replied grouchily.

"Oh." The slightly green boy said disappointedly.

"I don't know what she sees in you anyway." The silver-haired mutant stated.

"Me neither." Todd said, shrugging. "But I do love her whether you like it or not, yo."

"Does she love you?" Pietro asked, making a face.

Toad shrugged. "She's giving me a chance. Right now, that's good enough for me."

Tabby came into the room.

"Pie-Pie, you know who wants to see you in you know where." She said omniously, leaving as soon as she had finished.

"Coming," he replied, staring longingly after her.

"At least I tried..." Toad muttered, shaking his head at the two and exiting the room.

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"Another slice, Darlin?" Logan offered. The adults were all sitting in a pizza parlor in Florida, enjoying their last days without the teens.

"No thank you, Logan." Ororo replied, smiling at him.

"I'm gonna hurl." Raven stated.

"Raven," Erik scolded. "That's hardly necessary."

"Well if they would just kiss and get it over with maybe it wouldn't make me so sick!" she countered, glaring at the two.

Ororo and Logan both blushed.

"Hey, 'Ro and I aren't like that." Logan argued.

"We're just friends." Ororo agreed.

"Friends with some serious UST..." Mystique muttered loud enough for everyone to hear.

The whole table was silent for a few minutes unsure of what to say.

"Well... perhaps I should call the children." Charles stated.

"Good idea." Hank concurred.

Once again pulling out Scott's cell phone, Prof. X dialed his home number.

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"Hello?" Evan said, answering the phone. "Oh, hey, Professor. No, no one's really around. Everyone's just kinda doin' their own thing. I'll tell 'em you said hi. See ya in a coupla days."

The dark skinned mutant hung up and turned back to his friends.

"Who was that?" Roberto wondered.

"Just Professor Xavier." He answered, shrugging.

"What'd he want?" Fred asked.

"I don't know." Spyke said. "The dude's a total control freak. It's not a wonder Cyke's so messed up."

"Like we can't take care of ourselves for two weeks." Roberto rolled his eyes.

"My shot," Fred stated, aiming his hockey puck and stick at the bowling pins they had set up in Prof. X's office. He shot and missed, hitting a window.

"Whoa, two points for style." Evan stated, impressed.

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Bobby, Jubilee, Ray, and Amara wandered through the hall, bored.

"What's this?" Ray asked, seeing a piece of paper hanging on the wall.

"Lemme see." Bobby said, grabbing it. He read it to himself. "A juice drinking contest?"

"A contest?" Amara repeated. "What's the prize?"

"$100." Iceman answered, eye brows shot up, impressed. "It says here whoever drinks the most in ten minutes wins."

"I could win that easy." Jubilee stated.

"Not if I entered." Amara replied.

"Like either of you ladies could take me." Ray said and rolled his eyes.

"None of you could even make it three minutes," Bobby responded.

"Well, let's enter and see."

"Fine."

"Fine."

"Fine."

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Warren and Betsy wandered into the Professor's office.

"What's going on in here?" Warren asked, seeing the mess the boys had made.

"Nothing." All three answered.

"You'd better clean this up before Scott comes in," Betsy stated.

"Why?" Evan asked. "You did it!"

"And we're telling!" Roberto added. They ran out of the room, yelling for their leader.

"Those little!"

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Soon after the four contestants to the drinking game entered the dining room, they saw Sam and Amanda already sitting there.

"You guys here for the contest?" Bobby asked.

"Yeah." Sam answered. "Ah was town water drinkin' champion back home."

"Well, be prepared to lose that title, Guthrie." Ray said.

"To me." Amara added.

"Who's running this thing any way?" Jubilee wondered.

"I am." Jamie stated cheerfully, coming into the room.

"Jamie?" they all said in surprise.

"Where did you get 100 dollars, twerp?" Bobby asked.

The youngest member wasn't phased.

"Ebay." He answered, shrugging. He set pulled out the first of the many, many bottles of cranberry juice. "Ready?"

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"I'm very disappointed in you two." Scott said to Warren and Betsy.

"Wait, you don't under-"

"I thought you guys were better than that." He added.

"We didn-"

Scott sighed, cutting them off again. "I guess I've got to go write this up."

He left the room, leaving Roberto, Evan, and Roberto along with Betsy and Warren.

"You guys have three seconds to run before I kill you." Warren stated.

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"All the bathrooms are locked!" Bobby said, panicking.

It was about twenty minutes after the competition had ended and all six competitors were dancing around, trying to find a place to answer nature's call.

"There has to be one!" Jubilee whined, jumping up and down.

"Keep trying them!" Amara encouraged.

Around the corner, the TFSC was laughing their heads off.

Next time on Of Second Shots and Summer Plots:

"Next time we won't be so forgiving!" she shouted.

The only reply was a sound that was something of a neigh...

Wow... I can't believe it's been so long... I wish it hadn't been... I'm so sorry!