Disclaimer: "It's like I'm talking to a monkey. A big stupid monkey named Kronk."

(An: Here we go again... Right, then, I'm going to be more specific in my bid for suggestions: I don't need help with the Rogue-not-talking thing (although I am going to use the suggestions for that) or Gambit's offroad adventures, but I do need help with Jamie and Logan's adventues with the cockroaches. I know what I want to do with them in this chapter but beyond that... SF: Um, well, there's just one problem with that: Jamie and Logan got dragged off by the mutant cockroaches, 'member? But what if I have Sam do it? Yeah, in this X-band, I'm gonna devote more time to the ones I ignored... HH: Are you insinuating that I might need the nuthouse? That's not polite! ACBPB: Give me a way to torture Jott and I will fulfill. And I've seen almost all of the eps with Morph and I think he rocks because he's the only X-men who had a cheerful disposition. For a while, anwyay. -fumes at evil writers to make Morph evil- Di: Um, how 'bout this: I make you one of the mutant rights ppl at the concert? TheGambit23: I didn't get the whole wormhole thing... although it did sound interesting. Explain it to me and then maybe I can use it. But I'll use the charades thing. A note regarding charades: When there's, like, likes in the sentence, it's Kitty. When there's not, it's Jubilee. Seems like I've built up more of a following for this odd little fic than I thought.)

Rogue was panicing just a little. Once again, she was the only one to notice that Logan and Jamie were gone. She walked over to where Kitty and Jubilee were sitting.

"Like, hey Rogue, wanna play charades again?"

Rogue nodded, resigned to her fate. She held up five fingers.

"Five words... ok."

Rogue held up one finger and then two.

"Like, first word, two syllables. Cool."

Rogue looked around for a second, then pulled some knives out of her backpack (don't ask why they were in there; they're just a plot device) and put them between her fingers, so they looked like they were coming out of her knuckles. She then mimed growling.

"Um... like, tiger?"

Rogue shook her head.

"Ok, then cat?"

Head shake. Rogue put down the knives and tapped her lips as she thought. Then she pulled a stuffed hamster (ditto) out of her backpack and put it on her shoulder. She mimed hugging and kissing the little creature. She then put the knives back and mimed being angry (not that she had to do much).

"Er..." said Kitty and Jubes in unison, utterly confused.

Rogue rolled her eyes and dropped the knives and hamster. She then pulled a photo album out of her backpack (deus ex machina ringin' any bells?) and tapped the picture of Logan she kept near the front.

"That's against the rules too..."

Rogue responded by smacking Jubilee about the head with her book.

"Ow... but Logan I guess..."

Gawd, what genius! Rogue thought, her sneer evident. She held up two fingers and then squeezed her fingers together.

"Second word, little word," Jubilee translated.

Rogue nodded, then held her fingers up like a cross.

"Religion?"

How is that little?! Oh, wait... she's probably drunk. Fergot. Rogue shook her head.

"Oh! It's, like, and!"

Rogue nodded. Then she held up three fingers, then two.

"Third word, two syllables."

"Where did you, like, learn all this crap about charades anyway?"

"Er... it involved Logan and a lot of vodka... that's all I'm sayin'."

Rogue tapped her foot.

"Like, sorry Rogue. Go on, go on."

Rogue rolled her eyes. Ah seem ta be doin' that a lot lately. Ah wish Ah had a bettah way o' communicatin', but fer now... Rogue stepped out into the middle of the aisle, and stood on her knees, so she was a good foot shorter. She then smacked herself.

"Er... Munchkins?"

Rogue shook her head. Close, but not quite... Rogue pointed at Jubilee, then back at herself.

"Like, mutant?"

Rogue shook her head. Her patience was fast running out. She stood up, then mimed tripping.

"Klutzy?"

Ditto... She held a hand out, miming shortness, then tripped herself again.

"Um... like, Jamie?"

Rogue nodded, then blinked. Lucky guess, Ah suppose... She then held up four fingers and then one.

"Fourth word, one syllable."

Rogue tugged her earlobe.

"Sounds like..."

Rogue pointed upward and flicked her fingers outward.

"Um.... sparkly?"

Rogue shook her head. Ok, star's too hard... She pulled an eyepatch out of her backpack (ye gods, it's the bottomless pit personified!) and put it on. She then mimed saluting, and stuck her face real close to Jubes'.

"Uh..."

"Like, pirates?"

Rogue nodded, then mimed speaking.

"Er..."

She pointed at the eyepatch and then mimed speaking again.

"Are!"

Rogue nodded, smiling somewhat. Then she looked around wildly, and underneath the bus seats. She stood up with a puzzled expression on her face.

"Oh, I know!" said Sam, who had been watching this whole exchange. "Logan and Jamie are gone!"

Rogue threw out her arms but Jubilee, ever the disbeliever, shook her head. "Don't be stupid Sam."

Rogue picked up her book again and gave Jubilee a good hard smack, effectively knocking her out. Oops.

THE ADVENTURES OF MULTIPLE AND WOLVERINE!!

Logan blinked. He was tied up, but that was no problem. A snikt and he was free. He tumbled to the ground. "Where the hell am I?" He saw Jamie next to him, tied to a stake. He cut him free, and noticed that he'd been tied to a stake as well. "What-?" The last thing he remembered was being taken by those mutant bugs...

Jamie woke up, and blinked. "Mr. Logan?" he asked, sitting up. "Where are we?"

Logan sniffed the air. "That's what I'm trying to figure out, squirt."

Suddenly there was a scrabbling. Logan let out his claws, and then the lights came, revealing that they were on a stage, surrounded by the mutant cockroaches. "Uh-oh..." said Jamie.

The cockroaches began to chant. "Sue ANna Sue ANna Sue ANna!" (1)

"Oh no..." said Jamie and Logan in unison.

THE ADVENTURES OF GAMBIT, PYRO, NIGHTCRAWLER AND MORPH!! (and Shelly)

Shelly came walking out of the diner in normal clothes, stuffing the abhorrent uniform into her backpack.

"Why are you keeping that if you hate it so much?" Kurt asked.

"I want to burn it, or- or crucify it or stake it- something! to protest the precious minimum-wage hours that I spent in it that I WILL NEVER GET BACK," Shelly replied.

"Oh great, you sent her into rant mode," Morph muttered.

In response Shelly threw a fry at his head. "You shut up."

"Why do you two know each other so well?" Kurt asked. He was the only one interested.

"Eh, well, the diner doesn't get much business 'cept for him 'cause he's the only one we've met who's resistant to the veggie burger. He's not dead yet but we're still placing bets."

"Ah shuddup," Morph muttered.

"Come on, come on," said Remy. "Which way did dey go?"

Morph frowned, then shape-shifted into a wolf and trotted off down the side of the road.

"Well, he may be an idiot, but he sure is handy," said Pyro.

"Yep," said Shelly.

Morph gave an annoyed bark.

"Yeah, yeah, we're comin'!"

(That was shorter than usual, I know, and late, I know, but I'll try for a longer, speedier chappy tomorrow. Next chappy: The X-people leave some more friends behind and try to find their friends, Jamie and Logan have an encounter of the truly weird and random kind (a.k.a. one involving Sue Anna), and Remy, Kurt, John, Morph and Shelly stop at a bar to try and find a place to stay. I NEED SUGGESTIONS FOR: Jamie and Logan's adventures, and something other than Rogue's charades. I don't need help with Remy's stuff or whatever.)

(1) If you don't know who Sue Anna is you must've not read "The X-band Part Deuce" and then you're missing something... and I'm not gonna bother summarizing so I suggest you go back and read it or you will be MAJORLY confused... well, hell, you're gonna be that already, but you'll be even more confused anyway. Also you won't get the hamster bits.