A/N: Thank you for the encouragement and tips!  So far I've only had two reviews on this story and am starting to think that only a few people are reading it, and probably not all of them past the first chapter.  Thank you to all those who are reading this and please review!  I would like to keep this story going for at least a few more chapters but if no one is reading it, I should probably move on.  But lets get to the party (in the next chapter) before I make any decisions.

Disclaimer:  If the X-Men were ever for sale…till then, I only own Star.

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"You'll get it eventually," Logan reached down to give Star a hand up.

"Yeah, after I fall on my ass a few hundred more times."  She brushed herself off.

"You're trying too hard."

They had been working on improving some of the fight moves.

"I'd like to be able to walk tomorrow so can we call it quits for today?"

He nodded.  "Wouldn't want you to miss the party,"

"Able to move or not, I don't think Tabby would let me get out of going."

"Finally be able get some peace and quiet around here,"

"Hey, we're not all that bad."

About that time the door and part of the wall crushed in.

"You were saying?" Logan crossed his arms as Bobby came running in.

"You okay Sammy?" Star offered him a hand up.

He blushed a little.  "I'll be fine,"

"What have y'all been told about messing around in the house?  You're gonna tear this place up!" Logan was ready to lay into them.

"Sorry," the boys said in unison.

 "It was an accident,"

"We still get to go to the party right?" Bobby didn't want to miss it, especially considering it was his idea to have one in the first place.

"You know if they don't, you might as well kiss your quiet evening good-bye,"

Logan sighed.  "You can go, but after this mess is cleaned up.  And the two of you will be helping repair the damage."  He looked over at Star, "I know what you're thinkin' and you can't help them.  It'd be too easy with telekinesis."

"Sorry guys," she grabbed her water bottle and left.

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"This is a waste of time, yo!" Todd was complaining as he hopped around picking up.

"Why do we gotta clean if the place is just going to get trashed tomorrow?" Fred was collecting empty pizza boxes.

"Who we trying to impress?"

"Half the X-Men are female.  Females that will be drinking tomorrow night," Pietro was trying to motivate them and it seemed to be working.

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"Which should I wear?" Amara held up two outfits for the other girls to pick from.

"It's a party not the prom." Star said taking a set on the bed next to Rogue.  All the girls were gathered in Tabitha's room going over a few things for tomorrow.

"Well, what are you going to wear?"

"Clothes,"

"At least on the ride over there," Tabby teased.

"And on the way back I hope."

"We're like staying the night over there right?"

"Don't worry Kitty; you'll get your quality time with Lance." Rogue smiled at her friend.

"What about you and the Cajun?"

"Hello!  A little help over here?" Amara was getting annoyed.

"The one on the left,"

"What about us?"

"Well the two of you seem to have a thing for each other,"

"Yeah, one of those things were you can't wait to jump each other's bones," Star added.

"Y'all know I can't do that!"

"Can't or won't?  That collar works ya know,"

"And if it suddenly stopped working?  He could die,"

"At least ya'd know he went happy."  That didn't encourage her much.  "It'll be okay,"

"You're gonna have to take the risk eventually,"

"And why not with Remy?  He cares for you and wants to be with you,"

Rogue had to think about it.  She wanted to, but she was scared.

"If anything happens, y'all are gettin' the blame,"

"Wouldn't be the first time,"

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The next day at the Brotherhood house the doorbell was ringing.  Lance opened the door to see Star and Tabby on the other side with their hands full of bags.

"It's only ten thirty in the morning," a couple of the bags were shoved in his arms.  "The party's not till tonight."

Pietro zoomed down the stairs to see who it was.

"There's more stuff in the Hummer," Star stated as she carried what she had to the kitchen.  Lance followed, while Tabby and Pietro got more to bring in.

"What'd y'all do?  Rob a liquor store?"  Lance was looking through the bags he had ended up with.  "It's mostly rum,"

"Not all the bags are drinks, and not all the drinks are rum,"

"We already have a blender," Pietro carried in two and put them on the counter.

"One's not gonna be enough,"

"Put these in the freezer," Tabby shoved another bag at Lance.  It was full of daiquiri and a few other mixes.

"We're not gonna have enough ice,"

"Bobby's got that covered,"

"Are the sheilas moving in?" John asked walking in to join them.

"We're setting up for the party,"

"At ten something in the morning?"

"Just shut up and grab something," Star was pulling stuff out of the bags.  "Not me!"  She turned around and slapped him for grabbing her ass.  "When the drinks start flowing, you stay away!  Waking up married to you is not something I wanna do again,"

"The third times a charm,"

"You wanna start paying alimony?"

"Hold up…third time?  I knew about the first time, when'd it happen again?"

"That little trip we took with Bobby a month ago,"

"Damn," Lance started to laugh at them.  She of course hit him.

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A/N:  I'm trying to improve on it.  The next chapter is most likely to start with the party already going.  A few of the future and probably minor pairs include: Amara/John and Kurt/Wanda.  I'm not exactly sure what I'll emphasize on.  Please review with any thoughts or more pointers.  Thanks!

Once again, please review and thank you.