Preparing for Prom

Every time I look at you the world just melts away
All my troubles all my fears dissolve in your affections
You've seen me at my weakest but you take me as I am
And when I fall you offer me a softer place to land

You stay the course you hold the line you keep it all together
You're the one true thing I know I can believe in
You're all the things that I desire you save me you complete me
You're the one true thing I know I can believe
-Sarah McLachlan

"Ready?" Rogue asked as the other couples exited the kitchen. Yawning the others nodded or responded. "Remy and Ah are ridin' with you, right, Logan?" Rogue asked.

"Yeah," Logan said. "I ain't taking those kids again."

"We don't want to go with you," Jubilee said. "You're mean."

"Whatever," Logan said rolling his eyes.

"That mean we have t' take them?" Pete asked.

"Yes," Logan said smirking. Rogue, Remy, and Logan got into Logan's rental, Betsy was taking the car she had rented until the group got onto the bus. Pete opened the door to the thunderbird so Kitty could get in.

"Let's go, kiddies," he said getting in himself.

Late the next evening

When they finally got home the others met them excitedly. Apparently, they had missed quite a lot while they were gone. A group of friendly aliens had landed and stayed for two days. They were called the Shi'ar. The professor had left with them for a little while leaving Scott in charge of the team. As I'm sure you can imagine, Logan wasn't too happy about that.

"What in the hell was the professor thinking?" Logan demanded as the eight of them sat after dinner drinking some coffee/soda. "Leaving that pansy ass of all people in charge."

"Logan," Remy said. "Y' shouldn't say such t'ings. What if Monsieur Summers were ta hear y'?"

"Let him," Logan growled.

"Why do you two hate each other so much?" Betsy asked cocking her head to one side curiously.

"It was because of Jean," Logan admitted. "But now... I dunno, something about Scooter just rubs me the wrong way."

"Okay, changing the subject," Jubilee said excitedly. "Guess what Amara told me."

"What?" Rogue asked figuring that it was just some trivial gossip.

"They decided the prom is going to be next week," Jubilee announced happily. "Bobby's taking me."

"I am?" Bobby asked flatly as he raised his eyebrows. She shot him a dark look. "I mean, of course I am!" The others snickered.

"Chére, would y' give Remy de pleasure of y'r company ta de dance?" Remy asked kissing her hand with the perfect combination of gallantry and sensuality. She blushed a little.

"Ah'd love ta, swamp rat," Rogue smiled.

"I have the strangest feelin' that we'll end up chaperoning," Logan said a little annoyed.

"Let's go together," Betsy offered her eyes lighting up. Logan merely raised one eyebrow. "There's no reason that we can't have a little fun if we have to chaperone anyhow."

"Fine," Logan said dismissively.

"Pete," Kitty said.

"Yeah?"

Kitty sighed noticing that Pete hadn't gotten the hint. "Will, um, you go with me?"

Pete had gotten the hint, he had just been hoping that playing dumb would work. "Kit, luv, I don't do dances." The other men winced sensing their comrades imminent death.

"But I really want to go."

"I ain't sayin' you can't," Pete said. "But a school dance? That's not exactly my scene."

"You're throwing our age difference at me," Kitty pouted and those who knew her could tell she was close to tears. "Or is this because this would be in public and you don't want everyone to know?"

"Bloody hell, everyone who matters does know," Pete said. "As for everyone else, I don't give a damn about whether or not they know."

"Then why won't you take me?"

"It's just a dance."

"It's prom," Kitty shot back hotly. "The only dance that actually matters. Every girl dreams about her prom. Getting all dressed up and going with that special guy. It's one night that we can feel special and loved and... beautiful. And, you, Wisdom, you just don't care!" She stood and fled the room.

Pete stared after her. "I just screwed up again."

"Oui," Remy said.

"Wisdom," Logan said. "You know; you're beginning to redefine the word idiot."

"It isn't that I don't care," Pete said earnestly. "I mean; I do love her... but..." he trailed off unsure about how to explain himself.

"Ah remember her asking John," Rogue said. "It took her a week to convince him to go with her."

"John was probably just afraid of their "relationship" being found out," Jubilee said.

Pete sighed and looked at the girls. "I didn't know how important it was to her, and..."

"And you can't dance," Rogue finished for him.

"Yeah," Pete admitted.

"That's sad," Logan said. "Even I can dance."

"Thanks, mate, that really helps," Pete sighed. "I can slow dance, and I know how to do most of that ballroom crap but I can't actually dance."

"Wait a minute, mon ami," Remy said raising one hand. "You can do ballroom dances?"

"Yeah," Pete said. "Had t' fit in at all them high-class events. Plus, I dated the White Queen."

"Good point," Remy nodded. "Well, mes amis, y' know what we have ta do now."

"No," Pete said firmly.

"We have ta teach Wisdom how to dance."

"No," Pete said a little louder.

"It's really important to Kitty," Rogue pointed out.

Pete sighed. "I don't want her know this."

Jubilee smiled. "She's doesn't have to."

"Oui," Remy agreed.

Bobby grinned. "Don't worry, we'll take care of you."

Pete turned to Logan. "I'm suddenly very, very afraid."

Logan snorted. "You really should be."

The next night

After class and doing their homework Rogue, Jubilee, Amara, and a protesting Kitty were walking to Betsy's car where the telepath waited. "I don't want to go," Kitty said.

"You're goin'," Rogue said.

"But-"

"You're going," Rogue repeated calmly. "Kit, even of Pete won't take ya do you really want ta miss out on this?"

"I guess not," Kitty sighed. Betsy drove them to a dress shop and the group got out and started to look around. Amara chose a dark red dress, since it reminded her of her mutation. Jubilee chose a canary yellow dress that came down to her feet with a small slit on the side. Betsy's dress was a deep violet, which matched her hair almost flawlessly.

Rogue chose a spaghetti strap hunter green dress. Her dress was the shortest, coming to just around her knees. The neck was low cut enough to show some cleavage without being tasteless. Kitty's choice was a deep navy blue that looked black in certain lighting. The sleeves were long and flowed out over her hands, ending in gothic points. Her neck line showed only a modest amount of cleavage. It touched the ground but had two slits up to her knees.

"Why am I bothering?" Kitty asked softly as they checked out. "It won't be the same going without him."

Rogue sighed. "Kit, you know he loves you."

"I know, we're talking again, but, you know, it kind of feels like he's hiding something."

"Don't worry so much," Rogue said rolling her eyes and shaking her head. "Ah swear, yer gettin' paranoid."

Kitty smiled. "You're right. I'm just being stupid. Let's go get something to eat." The girls went to a small café.

"So Ah'm the only virgin," Rogue said as the others told her what had happened while she was gone and afterwards.

"So it would seem," Betsy said.

"I gotta say, chica, I'm curious. Why did you wait so long when you have a stud-muffin like Remy?"

"At first Ah wasn't sure he really loved meh. Now... Ah don't know. The right moment never came."

"Well, prom is as 'right' as you can get," Kitty said trying her best to stay cheerful.

"Yeah," Rogue said thoughtfully.

"I have another question," Jubilee said with a grin. "We've all wondered this at one point or another, I'm just the only one with the guts to ask. How is Wolverine in bed?"

"Jubilee!" Betsy exclaimed before grinning at them. "I'll just say this. He lives up to his name." They collapsed in giggles. "So, what about Mr. Drake?"

"He lives up to his name too," Jubilee said. "When he gets... excited... his skin gets a little cold. Amara, what about Sam?"

Amara blushed. "What do you mean?"

"Anything like his mutant power?"

She blushed even more before she actually answered. "He... um... moves very fast. But he's very careful to... not go too hard." The girls laughed some more, more at Amara's expression than anything.

"And Pete?" Betsy asked.

"He's warm," Kitty said. "Every part of him is warm, no matter what the temperature is outside." To Rogue's embarassment, this led Jubilee to speculate about what Remy would be like.