-Hi! You've reached Jean…-
-And Scott. (she always forgets me in these things)-
-Shut up and let me do the recording! You've reached Jean and Scott's apartment-
-Conveniently located in scenic downtown Manhattan-
-We're not selling it, you idiot! Just let me do the recording! (grrr…) If you're listening to this, we're not home.-
-Or we are home and we're just doing more IMPORTANT things together, if you get my drift…-
-SCOTT SUMMERS, YOU DID NOT JUST PUT THAT ON OUR VOICE ANNOUNCEMENT!-
-Leave-a-message-after-the-beep-Bye!-
-GET BACK HERE YOU SELF-CENTERED SON OF A- -
BEEP!
Kitty stared awkwardly at the receiver of her cell phone. After about five seconds, she simply hung up.
"So?' Rouge asked her as she came back into the common room, "How are they doing""
"They're not home" she stated simply.
"Did you leave a message?"
"No"
"Um, why""
The Valley Girl shrugged her shoulders and tossed her cell phone into the hands of her gothic friend.
Rouge dialed the number, still eyeing the younger girl suspiciously. Kitty didn't realize how loud Jean had been shouting until she noticed that she could hear it clearly from the other side of the room. Rouge held the phone away from her ear until the BEEP!
She eyed it in the same suspicious manner that Kitty had and flipped it shut. She tossed it to Kitty and Kitty came to sit next to her.
They looked at each other and, unable to control it any longer, burst into a fit of hysterical laughter.
Once they had regained their composures and wiped their tears, Kitty spoke up.
"Do you think we should try their cells?"
"Are you kidding? If that happened within the last 24 hours, there's no way that they'll pick up."
"You think they're still at it?" she asked.
They both snorted and burst out laughing again.
"C'mon!" Rouge laughed, "lets show the others."
Just a cute in-between chappie. The story should really continue next time. That's also when I'll answer my lovely reviews! Thank you!
PS: X-men are not mine and neither is the message machine (Jean would kill me if it was)