Storm's Worst Nightmare
The next day…
"Goddess what a night…" Ororo shuffled into the kitchen. "My head hurts…"
The Misfit kids were sitting in the kitchen as she slumped in. "Well look who finally got up this morning," Fred said cheerfully.
"Sleep well?" Pietro grinned.
"Don't we have any coffee?" Ororo grunted as she looked around.
"It's in the cupboard," Todd remarked.
"Ugh," Ororo groaned as she reached for it. Everything seemed out of place. She pulled out a mug. "Are there any other mugs besides Donald Duck ones in the house?"
"I think there's a Happy Face mug on top," Lance said casually.
"Wonderful," Ororo sighed. She looked in the sink and there was a pile of dirty dishes. "Why are all these dishes here?"
"Because they're dirty?" Wanda asked wryly.
"A little slow isn't she?" Fred snickered.
"All right it is way too early for you Misfits to come over here and bug us," Ororo groaned. "So why don't you all go home?"
"Uh, Storm," Lance said. "We are home. You're not at the Institute. You're at the Misfit House."
Reality sank in hard on Ororo. "What?"
"You're at the Misfit House," Arcade told her.
"Where you spent the night," Pietro grinned. "Remember?"
Ororo looked like a deer caught in the headlights as her mind started to de-fog. "Please tell me I spent the night in the guest room…" She moaned.
"Nope," Todd shook his head.
"On a couch?" Ororo guessed.
"Not exactly," Pietro said.
"On the floor?" Ororo asked weakly.
"Nope," Althea said. "Think a minute. It'll all come back to you."
"Five…" Lance counted on his fingers. "Four, three, two…"
"Good morning!" Shipwreck walked in wearing a bathrobe and a huge smile.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!" Ororo screamed as she fled the room.
"We have lift off!" Lance quipped.
"Congratulations Shipwreck!" Todd raised his juice cup. "You finally landed her!"
"Yeah it took a while but I knew she couldn't resist my charms," Shipwreck preened.
"Especially since she wasn't sober," Althea quipped. "Alcohol is your best friend Pop."
"FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT'S HOLY THIS HAS GOT TO BE A DREAM!" Ororo screamed from the next room.
"Morning all," Cover Girl yawned as she walked into the kitchen. "Well I see Storm's up. Any coffee left?"
"Yeah right here," Lance poured her a cup.
"AGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!" Ororo screamed louder. "UNCLEAN! UNCLEAN!"
"So…" Cover Girl began. "What do you kids have planned for today?"
"I KNOW WHAT I NEED!" Ororo stuck her head in. "A SHOWER!"
"Again?" Low Light asked as he walked in. "You and the sailor were in there for over three hours last night."
Ororo responded to this by screaming even louder and running upstairs. The sound of thunder could be heard. "So…Any coffee left?" Low Light remarked.
"You're being awfully casual about this," Wanda remarked.
"This isn't exactly the first time a woman's flipped out after realizing she's spent the night with Shipwreck," Cover Girl told them.
"Lord knows my mother had a few episodes," Althea groaned.
"OH GODDESS NO! NO! NO!" Ororo screamed. "I DID NOT DO THE THING WITH THE HARNESS WITH SHIPWRECK! NO! THIS IS THE MOST DEGRADING THING I HAVE EVER DONE!"
"What do you mean?" Shipwreck called out. "You weren't wearing it! You were the one with the whip!"
"Please tell me you remembered to use birth control," Althea said.
"I'm pretty sure," Shipwreck shrugged. "Maybe…"
"AAGGGGHHHHH!" Ororo screamed upstairs.
"You know I think her hair just turned a shade whiter," Todd observed.
"We are going to have a lot of fun with this aren't we?" Lance grinned.
"Oh yes we are," Todd snickered.
"Unclean…unclean…" Ororo muttered to herself. "Unclean…"
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"What a night…" Logan grumbled as he made his way down the hallway that afternoon. "The place is a mess, half the kids are still asleep, Beast is coughing up hairballs with Twinkie bits in 'em…Charles has a mother of a headache…"
As he passed Ororo's room an arm reached out and grabbed his shirt. "In here!" Ororo hissed as she dragged him inside and shut the door.
"Gee Ororo as flattered as I am by the attention…" Logan said wryly.
"I need to talk to you," Ororo said in a hushed voice. "Do you…remember what happened last night?"
"I wish I could forget," Logan groaned.
"Then you know?" Ororo gasped.
"I think the whole neighborhood knows," Logan groaned.
"Oh Goddess no!" Ororo moaned.
"I tell you Ororo I have never been so embarrassed in my life," Logan grunted.
"I know…" Ororo cringed.
"The way Beast and Wings acted was inexcusable! I don't care how drunk they were!"
"I know I…What? What are you talking about?"
"McCoy and Worthington throwing their pants off and mooning every car that passed the building," Logan said. "And then they tried to TP the Institute! They were worse than the kids! I spent half the night trying to get them down from a tree!"
"You're kidding," Ororo blinked.
"I wish," Logan groaned. "I'll never forget Jean laying into them and them laughing it up like it was the funniest thing in the world. And then she used her powers to toss 'em into the pool."
"She threw them in the pool?"
"Twice, and they still didn't sober up!" Logan rolled his eyes.
"That's what you were talking about?" Ororo asked.
"That's what everyone was talking about," Logan told her. "And they still will be for quite a while. Especially with all the home movies Multiple, Trinity and the Icecube shot. What? What did you think I was talking about?"
"Never mind," Ororo said quickly. "It doesn't matter."
"Something tells me it does. Spill it. What happened?"
"Logan…" Ororo gulped. "I did something bad…really, really, really bad."
"Oh come on 'Ro how bad could it have been?" Logan asked.
"Bad!" Ororo groaned.
"It can't be that bad."
"It is!"
"Oh what did you do? Sleep with Shipwreck?" Logan chuckled. Ororo gave a painful squeak. "WHAT? YOU DIDN'T?"
"I was drunk! I didn't know what I was doing!" She cringed.
"Obviously!" Logan threw up his hands. "How could you be so careless?"
"How could I be so careless? How could you let that happen to me?" Ororo snapped. "You knew I was drinking hard!"
"Yeah and so were Hank and Warren!" Logan snapped. "Between the two of them and trying to keep the kids under control, not to mention keeping Charles from popping too many wheelies I had my hands full!"
"Wheelies?"
"Don't ask!" Logan shook his head. "But don't blame me for this! How could you be so irresponsible?"
"I don't know!" Ororo snapped back. "Nearly getting killed by demons in another dimension? Fighting the Shadow King and facing my childhood nightmares? Evan? Take your pick! I haven't exactly had a stress free month."
"We haven't had a stress free year! You don't see anyone else running off and sleeping with Shipwreck!"
"Look it all just got to me! I couldn't take the pressure any more! I got drunk and needed a shoulder to cry on and the next thing I knew…." Ororo groaned. "Goddess what a mess!"
"Does anyone else know?"
"Besides Shipwreck?"
"Uh, yeah."
"The Misfits…" Ororo cringed.
"How many of them?" Logan raised an eyebrow. "All of them?"
"Technically no…" Ororo hesitated. "I'm pretty sure the babies are too young."
"You're screwed," Logan told her.
"I KNOW!" Ororo shouted. "Goddess what have I done?"
"You know its only going to be a matter of time before the Misfits tell everyone here what happened," Logan said.
"Not before they twist the knife in me…" Ororo hissed.
"Unless Shipwreck announces it to the world," Logan thought. "Knowing him that's a good possibility."
"No! That's even worse!" Ororo shouted. "What am I going to do? I feel like I've slept with the Creature of the Black Lagoon!"
"Worse, this is the man who sired the insane mermaid with a Toad fixation and the Triplets from Hell!" Logan shouted. "And you gave him another chance to reproduce?"
"I'm not pregnant!" Ororo shouted. She winced and lowered her voice. "I tested myself and ate a dozen morning after pills I got from Bree."
"Well that's a relief," Logan sighed.
"Tell me about it," Ororo moaned. "Logan what am I going to do?"
"We could always threaten Shipwreck," Logan thought. "And the kids. No that won't work. Almost nothing scares the Triplets. How much money do you have?"
"Logan be serious!"
"I am, how much money do you have?" Logan asked. "Maybe we can buy 'em off?"
"There's no amount of money that's going to stop them from blabbing!" Ororo snapped.
"You're right," Logan thought. "Maybe we can blackmail them?"
"Yes," Ororo had a strange look in her eye. "Blackmail. That's good. That's a good plan. There must be something those maniacs have done that they don't want anyone to know about! We'll find it and then no one has to know my shame!"
"OH MY GOD!" They heard Kitty squeal down the hall. She phased through the door and looked at Ororo. "YOU SLEPT WITH SHIPWRECK?"
"Shout a little louder Half Pint," Logan groaned. "I don't think they heard you on the other side of town."
"I'm dead!" Ororo moaned. "How did you find out?"
"Heh heh," Todd poked his head in the door and grinned.
"You…" Ororo's voice was cold.
"Not just him," Kitty said. "Every Misfit is going door to door announcing the news. They're literally waking people up to tell them!"
"Don't forget the e-mails Trinity's sending out," Todd added. "You know to collect on the bets we made."
"And I suppose Shipwreck is bragging to everyone, am I right?" Logan asked.
"Are you kidding? He's dancing around the front lawn waving a banner," Todd told her. "See for yourself."
"Yup he is," Logan looked out the window. "Great, just what we need! Another nut running around in his underwear making a spectacle of himself on the front lawn."
"I bet the neighbors are just loving this," Kitty remarked.
"I am never leaving my room again…" Ororo fell onto her bed.
"Good that will make it easy for Shipwreck to find you," Todd said. "You know in case…"
"GET OUT TOAD!" Logan roared.
"Okay, okay I'm going! I'm going! Oh by the way Storm, remember when you zapped me a long time ago back when we first met?" Todd asked. "You know that crazy test to see if I was a mutant? Now we're even." Then he fled the room.
Kitty gave a harsh glare at Ororo. "Well I hope you're happy," She folded her arm. "Did you at least use protection?"
"Yes! I was drunk not stupid!" Ororo said.
"Actually sleeping with Shipwreck is kind of stupid," Logan pointed out.
"Thanks a lot Logan," Ororo glared at him.
"And everyone complains about my relationships with Lance and Peter?" Kitty fumed. "At least I'm not stupid enough to sleep with them!"
"Not for lack of trying," Rogue walked in. "Okay Ororo, I think we need to have a serious talk about birth control."
"It's official, I'm in Hell..." Ororo moaned.
"Look at the bright side, Ororo. It can't get much worse than this," Logan said.
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"MY AUNT SLEPT WITH WHO…?" Evan roared as he read his e-mail. "AND SHE HAS THE NERVE TO CRITICISE MY LOVE LIFE?"
"What is going on here?" Emma Frost walked into the room.
"I'LL KILL HIM!" Evan shot out some spikes and imbedded them into the wall. "I'LL KILL THAT NO GOOD LOUSY SAILOR THE NEXT TIME I SEE HIS FACE! HE'S A DEAD MAN!"
"Who?" Emma glimpsed his mind. "I see…Wait a minute…" She glanced at the e-mail. "Whoa! That's…the most disgusting thing I have read since I snooped in Pierce's diary."
"HOW COULD SHE DO THIS TO ME?" Evan shouted.
"Hey Evan…" Bevatron peeked in. "Heard about your aunt. Well I guess bad taste is genetic."
"DIE!" Evan tackled Bevatron and started wailing on him.
"OW! OKAY! I'M SORRY MAN! OW! I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY!" Bevatron pleaded for mercy. "MS. FROST HELP ME!"
Emma was still stunned. "And Storm has the gall to call me a tramp?"