"Fine" Kitty said reluctantly. Then she turned to Frank, "We're from the year 2006. We don't know quite how we got here, but now we're stuck, and need to get home."

"Hmm, you seem to have stopped of at another pub already. Perhaps water was the right choice for you." Frank said in a calm manner.

"What! I'm not drunk if that's what you're implying." Kitty took Scott by the arm, "Come on, we're leaving."

"Wait, I don't know if ye are intoxicated or not, but I can help you." Frank had a kind expression in his eyes. The man looked to be in his mid. twenties, maybe early thirties. Frank had black hair with a tad of dirt mixed in, he was about as tall as Scott and wore a loose white shirt which had various stains from spilt liquor on it. The man also had tight brown pants on that ended at the knees, and from there he had tall leather lace-up boots that seemed to be as old as he was. All in all Frank looked to be one of the most nicely dressed people that Kitty and Scott had encountered so far.

"What do you mean you can help?" Kitty questioned. And with a sarcastic tone added; "Unless you have a time machine hidden in the back some where."

"I'm afraid not my lady, but I happen to have some clothes. Your current attire makes you a point of great interest."

"What?" Kitty said totally confused.

"He means we stick out like a sore thumb wearin' these" Scott commented to help clear Kitty's bewilderment. "I think we should take him up on his offer, it's not like we have any money to buy things."

Frank gave a sly grin, like he was saying 'I knew I was right'. "Come, follow me," He said leading the two others around the bar and into the back room. Kitty was holding onto Scott as she walked them into the area. The room was about the size of a bedroom, but most of the space was taken up by kegs of beer. In the far corner there was a dusty dresser and an old full length mirror. Frank pulled out a light purple Victorian dress from the top drawer, it had ribbons and lace wrapping around the edges, and next to it he place a corset and some stockings.

"What are you doing with women's clothing anyway?" Kitty questioned looking at the delicate design of the dress.

Frank took out an old brown shirt that appeared to have been made from and old potato bag. "The dresses and such were my wife's, but she has since passed." Next out of the drawer were some old pants that seemed to be a lot like the ones Frank was wearing now. "I'm sorry, but I do not have an extra pair of shoes for either of you, you will just have to find some on your own."

"What did he give us?" Scott asked.

"Well, he gave me a beautiful lavender dress, and you… well, a not so beautiful shirt ."

Frank saw Scott frown and decided to explain the reasoning behind this; "Well I thought it wise if one of you went as the master, and the other as the servant. My wife came from a rich family and had nicer garments then I ever did, so I gave them to the lovely woman and thought she could play the role of master."

"Ok, Frank can you leave for a moment; I want to put this on in privacy." Kitty said not really caring about the clever disguise Frank had though up. After he left Scott turned around just to be polite. "You know Scott, I think the red beam would give you away if you peeked. And since you are already blind, I don't quite get why turning around would do any good?" Kitty slipped of her clothes and started fiddling around with the corset.

"Erm, well… it's just the right thing to do." Scott mumbled, he could feel himself turning red.

Kitty got the thing on and tied it as best she could, then after managing to get her body in the tiny dress, she pulled on the stockings. "Oh, well I'm done now anyway so it's safe to turn around. "Here, come this way. There are you clothes on the keg to your right, I'm gonna go back in the bar, call me when your dressed and I'll lead you outta here."

Scott felt around and found the clothes. After figuring out which one was the shirt he used the collar to put it on the right way. The pants were a little trickier, since nether side had buttons or a zipper he could not find the front. Then finally out of shear desperation, Scott took out the pieces of he glasses and held two up to his eyes. Being careful so he didn't destroy anything, Scott looked at the pants and saw which way to put them on. He tucked the shards into the new pockets and pulled the pants on. His whole outfit was itchy, but at least he could blend in a little better.

Scott's pride was injured already, so instead of calling Kitty for help he just felt his was back out of the room. He stumbled over a few things, but for the most part he managed to get out pretty easily. "Hey!" Kitty said in a shocked voice, "I didn't think you could make it out with out some help."

"I can get around with out seeing you know." Scott replied, a little hurt from Kitty's disbelief.

"So my friends, where do you really come from?" Frank asked, still not buying the time-traveling explanation.

"New York," Scott said. He didn't really care if the man knew about America, or the future, or even his powers. All Scott wanted to do is get home.

"Oh, New York. I thought… no it was a stupid thought anyway."

"Where did you think we were from?" Kitty asked, softly stoking the man's arm.

"Well when I saw you, walking through solid objects and such… well I hoped ye were travelers from the nether world." The man hung his head low.

"Wha- you mean you thought we were ghosts?" Kitty was a bit irritated of the thought of this, does she have to be dead for her powers to be considered normal?

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Mean while, back in the present.

"JEAN! HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO FIX THIS?" Forge looked over his invention and cradled some broken pieces in his arms.

"Wha, I, ah, sorry?" Jean tried

"SORRY, YOUR JUST SORRY? WELL SORRY ISN'T GOING TO FIX MY MACHINE IS IT?" Forge had never been this mad before.

"Fine, what do you want me to say then!" Jean yelled back with a little less force then Forge. "Oh, and to make your problems worse, Scott and Kitty got sucked into some black whole your thing created! And by the way, I DIDN'T DO IT!"

"What! Do you even know what this thing is? It a time machine if you didn't know, and your telling me that Scott and Kitty are stuck somewhere out in the past, or future!" Forge rubbed his temple, his voice was going horse from yelling at Jean, and this wasn't going to help Scott or Kitty at all. "Ok, lets all just calm down," He said taking deep breaths. "Now I think I had this thing set on 'past', so that only narrows where they are down to half of infinity."

"Half of infinity? The world has only been around for a few billion years."

"Yeah, but they could have been sent back before the Earth was here. I mean do you really know how far back time started?"

"Great," Jean sighed, getting Scott and Kitty back was going to be a bit of work.

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