(6:00 Monday Morning at the Xavier Mansion)
Jubilee finally convinced her body to get out of bed and into the shower. Still tired from one of Logan's extensive workouts, she wearily rubbed shampoo onto her still-smoky hair. After about a 10-minute, due to complaints from Rahne about taking longer ones, she swiftly slipped out of the shower and changed into some clothes. She walked out of the bathroom, drying her hair, only to meet an impatient Rahne. "Yo, Rahne!" Jubilee said cheerfully. Rahne's eyes widened as she saw Jubilee's hair. Jubilee saw her expression. "What?!" She demanded. "Your hair..." was all that Rahne could answer. Jubilee dashed back into the bathroom and screamed at the outcome. Her hair was a beautiful purple color. Screams and yells of horror came from Berzerker's and Cannonball's room. Rahne wisely stepped out of the way as Jubilee came hurtling out of the bathroom at full blast. "BOBBY!!!IAMSOGONNAKILLYA!!!!!!" Likewise comments were made by her companions. The walls were practically shaking as the victims flew out of their room to wreck vengeance on their prankster.
Totally unaware of the chaos that was brewing, Bobby was relaxing in the kitchen, munching on a discarded bagel and plotting his latest scheme. His plans, however, were soon interrupted by the large outbursts from his usual partners-in-crime: Jubilee, Berzerker, and Cannonball. The unfortunate victims of hair dye glared angrily at Bobby. Bobby, on the other hand, stared open-mouthed at his comrades. "Uh, guys, lemme explain this..." he started to say, but Cannonball interrupted him. "No, man. Shut up!" he snapped. "You.... Are.... so ....dead...." was all that Jubilee & Co. could murmur. Bobby gave up any chance of talking to his friends, and prepared to escape. Without warning, the three very angry mutants charged at Bobby. He managed to dodge their primary fire of sparks and lightning bolts, but could not evade the power of Cannonball. (note: I get really tired of saying their names...so heads up for anyone if I stop using their code names...)
The two managed to fly through the lobby's wall and landed in a group of bushes, which thankfully (for Bobby) cushioned the destructive duo's landing. Alarm systems sounded throughout the mansion. Logan was the first on the scene. He frowned at the pile of Sam, Bobby, and leaves. Jubilee and Berzerker meekly followed, their heads down. Sam looked up at Logan and saw the mess that he'd made. "Uh-oh..."
After a successful late-night mission, the twins managed to snore through the scenario going on downstairs. Jamie rushed into Erick's room, followed by three others. He jumped on the bed and pounced on Erick. "VAS?????!!!" Erick yelled at the top of his lungs, somewhat startled at someone ambushing him at this time in the morning. He opened his eyes and stared at Jamie's face. "AHHH!" *PSHOO* Erick teleported off the bed and somehow landed on Jamie. On cue, Jamie promptly multiplied into four more Jamies. "Oof!" one complained. "What didja do that for?!" "Why'd you scream like that? Ya scared of somethin'?" "Get offa me!" the fourth one retorted. Erick sighed and did as ordered. After much arguing, the Jamies managed to merge into one again. There was a long silence as Erick fell asleep standing up. Jamie, quite frustrated at Erick's reaction, ran towards Erica's room. Oblivious to his surroundings, he ran smack into the door, making a loud thump, and multiplying again. "Owch!" His multiples cried out in synch. They rubbed their heads painfully and wrinkled their now-numb noses before getting up again. Erica suddenly appeared out of the door, much like Kitty phasing. "There is a door here, ja?" She grinned at the crowd of Jamies, who automatically started blushing madly. "Sorry..." "Didn't see the door..." "Dammit! That hurt!" "Watch your language, OW!" One of the Jamies punched another, and all of a sudden there was a Jamie free-for-all in the hallway. Erica shook her head and waltzed over to her brother's room. Blood-curling screams soon followed. The Jamies froze and, forgetting their struggle, ran over to Erick's room to see what the fuss was all about. But by the time they got there, the twins were gone.
Meanwhile, the other students were calmly getting through their morning ritual. Ororo and Logan managed to calm Bobby and his friends down, and punished them soundly, despite innocent protests from him. Scott, Jean,, Kitty, Evan, and Kurt were eating breakfast at the speed of light to leave the madhouse mansion. No one noticed the twins sneaking off with breakfast from the table, with the exception Kurt. He frowned at his empty plate where two doughnuts had previously been until arguing with Kitty about his sugar intake. Kitty giggled at his reaction, and got a glare from him. No one steals food from Kurt. No one. "Where is it?" He asked crossly. Kitty only grinned and there were snorts of laughter from the other X-men as they tried their best to muffle it. "Vas?" Kurt inquired again, but Jean and Kitty only laughed harder. Unexpectedly, crumbs started falling on his face. Quite surprised, Kurt looked upwards for the source, and scowl ed at the two offenders. Erick and Erica were hanging upside-down from the chandelier, munching on stolen doughnuts. They smirked at him and waved. Scott managed to stop what would look like a cat fight between the two over the precious doughnuts by mentioning that the X-men would be late for school if they stayed here any longer. The X-men, minus Kurt rushed to the car. "That vas mine!" growled at the twins. Erica humbly offered the remains of her chocolate doughnut to him before disappearing in a puff of smoke. Taken aback at this sort of response, Kurt did likewise, after seeing Erick giving him one of his death stares. If looks could kill...
Erick continued glaring at the spot where Kurt had left. He sat on top of the table, angrily eating his stolen doughnut until someone tapped him on the shoulder. He looked up, and Rogue stared down at him in shock. "You're not Kurt..." In a cranky mood now, Erick wondered how the hell could mix him up with Kurt; the dude was three or four times his size! He only looked like a smaller version of Kurt with permanent bed head. There was a dead silence as Rogue continued to stare at the intruder. Erick returned the glare and broke the uneasy peace. "Ja, so I'm not Kurt. Aren't ya gonna be late for skool?" Barely registering what he had said, Rogue reached for his face. "Shut up, Mystique." Erick's eyes widened at Rogue's words. Before he could react, however, Rogue touched his furry face. He shivered violently at the loss of his life force and went limp on the table, still holding his doughnut.
Jubilee finally convinced her body to get out of bed and into the shower. Still tired from one of Logan's extensive workouts, she wearily rubbed shampoo onto her still-smoky hair. After about a 10-minute, due to complaints from Rahne about taking longer ones, she swiftly slipped out of the shower and changed into some clothes. She walked out of the bathroom, drying her hair, only to meet an impatient Rahne. "Yo, Rahne!" Jubilee said cheerfully. Rahne's eyes widened as she saw Jubilee's hair. Jubilee saw her expression. "What?!" She demanded. "Your hair..." was all that Rahne could answer. Jubilee dashed back into the bathroom and screamed at the outcome. Her hair was a beautiful purple color. Screams and yells of horror came from Berzerker's and Cannonball's room. Rahne wisely stepped out of the way as Jubilee came hurtling out of the bathroom at full blast. "BOBBY!!!IAMSOGONNAKILLYA!!!!!!" Likewise comments were made by her companions. The walls were practically shaking as the victims flew out of their room to wreck vengeance on their prankster.
Totally unaware of the chaos that was brewing, Bobby was relaxing in the kitchen, munching on a discarded bagel and plotting his latest scheme. His plans, however, were soon interrupted by the large outbursts from his usual partners-in-crime: Jubilee, Berzerker, and Cannonball. The unfortunate victims of hair dye glared angrily at Bobby. Bobby, on the other hand, stared open-mouthed at his comrades. "Uh, guys, lemme explain this..." he started to say, but Cannonball interrupted him. "No, man. Shut up!" he snapped. "You.... Are.... so ....dead...." was all that Jubilee & Co. could murmur. Bobby gave up any chance of talking to his friends, and prepared to escape. Without warning, the three very angry mutants charged at Bobby. He managed to dodge their primary fire of sparks and lightning bolts, but could not evade the power of Cannonball. (note: I get really tired of saying their names...so heads up for anyone if I stop using their code names...)
The two managed to fly through the lobby's wall and landed in a group of bushes, which thankfully (for Bobby) cushioned the destructive duo's landing. Alarm systems sounded throughout the mansion. Logan was the first on the scene. He frowned at the pile of Sam, Bobby, and leaves. Jubilee and Berzerker meekly followed, their heads down. Sam looked up at Logan and saw the mess that he'd made. "Uh-oh..."
After a successful late-night mission, the twins managed to snore through the scenario going on downstairs. Jamie rushed into Erick's room, followed by three others. He jumped on the bed and pounced on Erick. "VAS?????!!!" Erick yelled at the top of his lungs, somewhat startled at someone ambushing him at this time in the morning. He opened his eyes and stared at Jamie's face. "AHHH!" *PSHOO* Erick teleported off the bed and somehow landed on Jamie. On cue, Jamie promptly multiplied into four more Jamies. "Oof!" one complained. "What didja do that for?!" "Why'd you scream like that? Ya scared of somethin'?" "Get offa me!" the fourth one retorted. Erick sighed and did as ordered. After much arguing, the Jamies managed to merge into one again. There was a long silence as Erick fell asleep standing up. Jamie, quite frustrated at Erick's reaction, ran towards Erica's room. Oblivious to his surroundings, he ran smack into the door, making a loud thump, and multiplying again. "Owch!" His multiples cried out in synch. They rubbed their heads painfully and wrinkled their now-numb noses before getting up again. Erica suddenly appeared out of the door, much like Kitty phasing. "There is a door here, ja?" She grinned at the crowd of Jamies, who automatically started blushing madly. "Sorry..." "Didn't see the door..." "Dammit! That hurt!" "Watch your language, OW!" One of the Jamies punched another, and all of a sudden there was a Jamie free-for-all in the hallway. Erica shook her head and waltzed over to her brother's room. Blood-curling screams soon followed. The Jamies froze and, forgetting their struggle, ran over to Erick's room to see what the fuss was all about. But by the time they got there, the twins were gone.
Meanwhile, the other students were calmly getting through their morning ritual. Ororo and Logan managed to calm Bobby and his friends down, and punished them soundly, despite innocent protests from him. Scott, Jean,, Kitty, Evan, and Kurt were eating breakfast at the speed of light to leave the madhouse mansion. No one noticed the twins sneaking off with breakfast from the table, with the exception Kurt. He frowned at his empty plate where two doughnuts had previously been until arguing with Kitty about his sugar intake. Kitty giggled at his reaction, and got a glare from him. No one steals food from Kurt. No one. "Where is it?" He asked crossly. Kitty only grinned and there were snorts of laughter from the other X-men as they tried their best to muffle it. "Vas?" Kurt inquired again, but Jean and Kitty only laughed harder. Unexpectedly, crumbs started falling on his face. Quite surprised, Kurt looked upwards for the source, and scowl ed at the two offenders. Erick and Erica were hanging upside-down from the chandelier, munching on stolen doughnuts. They smirked at him and waved. Scott managed to stop what would look like a cat fight between the two over the precious doughnuts by mentioning that the X-men would be late for school if they stayed here any longer. The X-men, minus Kurt rushed to the car. "That vas mine!" growled at the twins. Erica humbly offered the remains of her chocolate doughnut to him before disappearing in a puff of smoke. Taken aback at this sort of response, Kurt did likewise, after seeing Erick giving him one of his death stares. If looks could kill...
Erick continued glaring at the spot where Kurt had left. He sat on top of the table, angrily eating his stolen doughnut until someone tapped him on the shoulder. He looked up, and Rogue stared down at him in shock. "You're not Kurt..." In a cranky mood now, Erick wondered how the hell could mix him up with Kurt; the dude was three or four times his size! He only looked like a smaller version of Kurt with permanent bed head. There was a dead silence as Rogue continued to stare at the intruder. Erick returned the glare and broke the uneasy peace. "Ja, so I'm not Kurt. Aren't ya gonna be late for skool?" Barely registering what he had said, Rogue reached for his face. "Shut up, Mystique." Erick's eyes widened at Rogue's words. Before he could react, however, Rogue touched his furry face. He shivered violently at the loss of his life force and went limp on the table, still holding his doughnut.