Diaz F: Forge isn't gonna makea big appearence in this chapter, but he's very important to what I plan on doing with this story.

strayphoenix: Rocky is a maltese. It's those really white, fluffy dogs that have really long hair. Lol! Your reviews make me laugh, like 'Warren and Remy, the x-pricks.' Lol! Loro comes second for me too, but I'm tryikng to be nice to Rogue and put in some romy. Yes, Jean got a Phoenix tattoo on her lower back. Thanks for all the compliments, they mean a lot since I THINK YOU ROCK! (clears throat) Moving on.

Lisa: Thank! As for the idea of this story, I like to be different (and weird). I'll try to find the tattoo and e-mail it to you as soon as possible. Oh and, I think this is funny, I was putting on the finishing trouches on this chapter when you reviewed.

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"The crapper in the boys' locker room broke again, Logan," Jamie said as he walked down the stairs, eyeing Sam.

"That's the fifth one this month," Logan answered, not surprised.

"Well if it wasn't for our little Sam, we wouldn't need a new one...again," Warren said.

At that same time Jean came down the stairs followed by Scott.

Both of them were dressed in their normal clothes since they normally didn't have Danger Room Training Sessions on Sundays, but everyone else did because of their punishment. They had extra DR sessions with Logan, and were grounded from going anywhere except school for two months.

Forge had extra punishments, like washing all the cars, motorcycles, and jets for three months.

Scott and Jean's hair was still damp from their shower, so everyone put two-and-two together but didn't say anything. Some of the New Mutants just snickered.

"Uh oh. Scott, our resident cannonball is trying to take your crown at 'Most Egotistical Male In The Mansion'. Shame on you," Jean grinned and went over to the fridge for juice.

Scott only ignored her remark, "Why do you guys always have to fool around in the locker rooms? It's not like the same stuff happens in the Girls' locker room."

"Don't blame us, it's our nature. Guys live for blowin' things up," Sam said.

"I knew it," Jean eyed all the men in the kitchen suspiciously.

"I always thought men lived for women," Rogue said.

"Excuse Remy chere, but women come second to blowin' things up," Remy said, with a grin on his face. Rogue just smacked him upside the head again.

"That reminds me. Scott we have to go shopping," Jean said.

"For what," he asked.

"Paint, super glue, hair-dye, and some other stuff," she answered.

"Why?"

"For revenge, it's all part of my plan to get the Brotherhood back," Jean answered.

"Is this where you guys start laughing like Dr. Evil," Bobby asked.

"Nope. It's too soon to laugh," Scott said, taking a sip of the coffee Jean handed him.

Some remarks were made but everything went in mute for Jean. She had to tell them what she found. It was time to start anew. Not everyone gets a second chance.

"You know? Since I have a clean slate after all the lies, I guess I should also tell you guys what I...saw, last night...When I was driving I...found my old house," Jean said. There was an awkward silence.

"How are you sure it was your home, Jean," Ororo asked.

Jean wasn't sure how to put her experience in words.

"I saw...the spot at the bottom of the stairs...from when my...my dad murdered my mom...It was deserted and dark...I don't want to keep any more secrets hidden from you guys, my family, so I just wanted to get it out before another accidenthappens."

There was another awkward silence. Thankfully the most unexpected person broke it.

"Since, we all bein' bruetally honest, Remy, feels he should give something back." Remy walked out of the kitchen, into his bedroom and came back with a small, black piece of clothing.

"This belongs to, Rogue," he handed it to Rogue.

She examined it.

"Why ya disgusting, pig!" Rogue looked as though she was gonna slap Remy upside the head again but a look of guilt crossed her face. "Aw man! I'll be right back," she grumbled and headed for her room.

She came back holding some form of underwear.

"This is yours swamp rat," she handed it to Remy. He also examined it and then a grin crossed his face.

"Why Chere, Remy's touched." Somehow Rogue managed to smile.

"Since this is the time to get rid of some secrets, I guess I should get this out into the open," Bobby turned to Jamie and said, "I hope you can forgive me, man. I'm the one to blame for the massacre of (dun dun dun duuuunnn) Blinky the Monkey."

"NOOOOOO! Why, Jamie? Why!" Jamie fell to his knees and started sobbing.

"Who's Blinky?" Warren asked, amused.

"Who's Blinky! He's man's best friend!" Jamie said.

"I thought you said he was a monkey?" Kitty asked.

"Blinky was my stuffed monkey. I had him since I was two. How dare you Bobby?" Jamie asked

"I'm sorry. I swear I didn't mean it. What happened was--

--Flashback--

Bobby walked into his room, that he shared with Jamie. He plopped on his bed and felt something under his pillow. He pulled it out and found a small monkey.

"I didn't know Jamie was a freak that collects beanie babies(1)." He looked it over when all of a sudden Warren came in.

"BOBBY! You broke Halo2 AGAIN!" Warren started closing in on Bobby.

"Nuh uh!" Bobby got up from his bed, with the monkey still in his hands, and retreated to the balcony.

"Yuh uh!" He followed him outside.

"Nuh uh!" His back hit the edge.

"Yuh uh!" Warren tried to grab his ear to pull him inside. Instead, Bobby forgot all about the monkey he was holding, threw it up in the air, and dodged for the door.

Blinky fell into the trees where he was torn into pieces. Few of his remains remained.

--End Flashback--

"It's okay, Bobby. I don't blame you," Jamie turned to Warren," I blame you!"

"It wasn't my fault. It's Butterfingers over there that dropped the monkey in the first place!" Warren tried to defend himself.

"On another note," Xavier inturrupted, "I also have something to confess. I know I have always promised everyone privacy, but--" X23 cut him off.

"--Please don't tell me you've been spying on us like Forge."

"No X23. It was an accident. Really! When I couldn't sleep one night I looked out the window and saw Jean and Scott in the pool." All three blushed.

--Flashback--

"Should we really be doing this?" Jean asked as she followed Scott downstairs.

"Don't worry. Everyone's asleep. We'll finally have the pool to ourselves," Scott led her to the backdoor.

"Mr. Tight-Ass is actually a bad boy. Who knew?" she answered, with a playful grin on her face.

"You better believe it babe," he pulled her over to where the chair beside the pool, and onto his lap. Scott and Jean made out for less than five minutes until she pulled away (reluctantly). He made a small noise of protest.

"If you wake me up to go in the pool at 1:00am we better go in the pool, or else we should've stayed in my room," she got off his lap and pulled her top off.

She put on her bikini before she left her room. Jean took off her shorts and was left in a red, tie up bikini that she knew Scott loved. Scott took off his shirt (drool) and was left in his boxers (double drool).

Jean jumped in and made a big splash.

"Shhhh! Someone will hear us," Scott scolded.

"Nah, they're all passed out after Logan's late-night session. Heck, Logan's tired from his own session."

Scott looked like he was going to argue but he didn't get a chance. Jean used her telekinesis to tip him in the pool.

Splash!

"Why'd you do that!"

"'Cause if I let you ramble on and on you would've never made it into the pool," Scott started swimming to her side, "so you should be thanking me," she answered.

"Thank you," he leaned in and kissed her passionately.

When they parted Jean made a small sound of protest and Scott smirked.

"I wanna race," Scott stated.

"Noooo! It's the one thing you beat me at."

"Exactly."

They both swam to their sides and got ready to race in the Olympic size pool.

--End Flashback--

"Professor!" Scott and Jean exclaimed in unison.

"I'm sorry."

Both of his first students looked at each other.

"We forgive you," they said, smiling.

"Well at least you're not some spying freak like Forge," Kitty said

Everyone nodded, even Forge..."Hey," he noticed what he was agreeing to, "I'm not a spying freak...I'm a spying mutant."

(1) No offense to those of you that like beanie babies. I used to collect them too. They're sooooo cute.

This is kinda a pointless chapter but I felt like taking a short break from all the drama. If you haven't laughed or thought this wasn't funny, then I haven't fulfilled my purpose in writing this chappy.

And by the way. For those of you that didn't know about Scott's past in thecomics (which is what I'm using in this story) he lived on the streets during his childhood. Scott had been raped also.

I don't wanna go into too much detail because this gets me sad. :(

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Coming up next: The attack on the Brotherhood and a party. FOR GIRLS ONLY! Do Forge and the rest of the guys listen...Nope!