(A/N: Tis the X-men's turn! We see their calmer side lots more… but I had fun w/ it neway. I've had this lil suspicion about Jubes and Icey… so maybe it'll work out… or maybe I'll make a love triangle… I dunno yet. Whichever's funner to work out.)
Ah, Dracula meets Warewolf man, there's nothing quite so good. Sitting in a dark room, alone, at twelve at night, curled up in bed with a good ol' horror book was about as good as it got for Rogue. Kitty, her more-than-annoying roommate, was having a "sleepover" with Amara and Jubilee. Which, honestly, made no sense to Rogue considering the fact that they lived in the same house… even if that house happened to be a huge mansion. But that was just a small technicality.
Rogue was absorbed in her book. Dracula approached the heaving Warewolf with caution. He may be immortal, but something was strange about this huge, furry creature. Dracula reached out a hand tentatively, ready to withdraw at any sign of hostility. The ware wolf twitched and - BAMF!
"Hey Rogue! Whatcha doin'?"
Rogue let out a scream, her heart missing a beat as the blue fuzzy elf popped in from above her. She must have jumped feet into the air. "Jesus, Kurt!" Rogue shouted, trying to get her heartbeat back to normal. "Hasn't anybody told you not to do that! You scared the hell outta me!"
Kurt's pointy ears seemed to droop as he dropped onto her bed and said sulkily, "sorry."
Seeing his sudden mood swing and childish face pout melted Rogue's anger in seconds. He may not be her blood brother, but was close enough. And she had a bit of a weak spot for him.
"It's ahlright, Kurt," she said with a smile, her southern accent showing through, "you just scared me, thaht's all. Did you want somethin'?"
Kurt seemed to perk a little as he said, "Well, I don't have anything to do. So thought I'd check in on my favorite bib sister!" He smiled, showing his pointy demon-like fangs.
"Ah was just readin' a book," Rogue said, holding up the book so he could see the cover.
"Ahk," Kurt replied, making a face, "I've never been a fan of Vampires. They were a common rumor in my old home."
"Oh," Rogue replied with a dismissing shrug. "Well, sense you've ruined the moment pretty well, ah suppose we could go out and do somethin'."
Kurt smiled again, showing all his teeth, "cool! Let's go!" He grabbed Rogue's gloved hand and the two vanished with a defiant BAMF!
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"Aww! Come on, Jubes! You know you like Bobby!" Kitty purred to Jubilee, her hands clasped together.
"I don't know," Jubilee replied, her face a confused frown.
"It would be so totally cute!" She said happily.
Amara giggled, "I'm sure he likes you!"
"He does not!" Jubilee exclaimed, turning quickly to face Amara, "You're just saying that!"
"Well, she's gotta be saying it for a reason," Kitty said, a smile growing across her face, "Amara's, like, not somebody to lie, you know?"
"What if she's wrong!" Jubilee said suddenly, growing less sure of herself.
Kitty giggled again. "Well, there's only one way to find out," she said in a sing-song voice.
Ohmigosh, Kitty, I can't!" Jubilee exclaimed, her hands flying to her mouth.
"You can't," Kitty pointed out.
Amara laughed, "Way to go, Kitty! I'll stay here with Jubilee."
"No!" Jubilee jumped up, "You wouldn't!"
"Oh! Come on!" Kitty begged, "It would go fine! I wouldn't tell him you liked him! I'd just ask if he liked you."
"I don't like him," Jubilee retorted, crossing her arms.
"Don't lie," Amara said with a smile, "I know you like him."
"Do not!"
"Do too!"
"Do not!"
"Do too!"
"Do-" Jubilee stopped and looked around the room, "Where did Kitty go?"
Amara shrugged, "Guess she left." Another giggle escaped her lips.
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Bobby sat at the table, tapping his fingers. Evan and Ray sat on either side of him. Evan let out a sigh. Ray looked around the room, sitting up a little. After scanning the room, he plopped back into his chair.
"Where's Kurt?" Bobby finally asked.
"I don't know," Ray said with a sigh, "He said he was just gonna go really quick."
"But where, man? Where'd he go?" Evan asked.
Ray shrugged, "Don't ask me."
Kitty fell into the room for the ceiling, landing neatly in a chair next to Bobby. "Hey, Icey," she said brightly, repressing a giggle, "can I talk to you, like, alone?"
Bobby exchanged suspicious looks with the two boys, then shrugged, saying, "Why not?"
Kitty led the way into another room, promptly walking through the door. Bobby followed hesitantly, pushing the door open slowly so he wouldn't hit her.
Evan looked over at Ray, raising his eyebrows, "wonder what that's all about."
Ray shrugged, "It's probably nothing."
"Man, its Kitty," Evan replied, "It can't be nothing."
Ray nodded, "You're right," then he sighed, slouching in his chair, "I wish Kurt was here. He could sneak in and listen, no problem."
"Should we go look for him?" Evan suggested.
Ray straightened, "Sounds better than sitting around here."
Both boys stood and left in search of the fuzzy prankster. It couldn't take them too long to find a blue boy.