A/N Thank you again to everyone who has reviewed!

To Kari-Hermione, who knows when Rogue'll admit to liking Gambit? Lol, that's half the fun though! And the answers to your other questions are about to be revealed.

To Rogue238, we're glad you like it so much! We love Romyness too! The monastery scene is up next, as might be the gypsies.

To marajade963, the brawl was so much fun for us both to write. Hmm…Storm would have been helpful to have around to drench the cast and fire-proof the set, but I think she elected not to get involved in that one!

And to musicgirl141, we're glad you like it and are finding it funny. Thanks too for pointing out the name thing – we went back through to change them all to what they should be.

And so without any further ado, we proudly present…Chapter Ten!

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The next morning, Tea and Kaya snuck back onto set, with a cautious Pyro trailing not far behind them.

"I still don't know why you had to bring him back with us," Kaya whispered to Tea.

"Would you rather us come to a set today that's been burned down?" Tea replied in the same hushed tones.

"Well, no, but I'd rather go back to a house tonight that was still standing," Kaya said, glaring at Pyro.

"Sheila, I said I'm sorry about that," John whispered.

"Sorry doesn't quite cover destroying our living room," Kaya said.

"Well you got to take Remy home, so I ought to be able to bring John home," Tea retorted.

"It's not like I had any say in Remy coming with us. He sort of came of his own accord," Kaya replied as she looked around cautiously. Thankfully, despite the fight yesterday, most of the set was still standing, and it didn't appear there were any ambushes awaiting them, either, so they began speaking normally again.

"But you did want him to come back with us, didn't you?" Tea asked.

"Well, yes, but I wasn't actually going to act on that," Kaya replied.

"'Course you weren't, dear," Tea retorted sarcastically.

"I wasn't," Kaya replied through clenched teeth. "I didn't want to get my head bitten off by a certain southern Goth."

"Ah, there you two are," Charles said as he wheeled onto set.

"Yes, here we are…what did you want us for?" Kaya asked suspiciously.

"You are the directors, are you not?" Charles asked.

"Well…yeah," Kaya replied shrugging.

"Then we will be needing you during today's shooting. Also, I wanted to make sure the both of you were okay after a certain pyromaniac disappeared with you yesterday?" Charles enquired.

"Aww, he's harmless," Tea said, making John grin like the loon he was.

"No he bloomin' well isn't!" Kaya sighed, then turned to the Professor to explain. "He burned out our living room last night."

"Good heavens!" Charles exclaimed. "I trust your house still stands?"

"Just about," Kaya replied, giving John another vehement glare as he hid behind Tea. "Workmen have gotta fix it over the next couple of days though."

"Well you'd both be welcome to stay at the Institute," Charles suggested.

"Really?" Kaya asked hopefully, and Charles nodded. "Thanks ever so much."

"You're very welcome to stay as long as you want," Charles said kindly.

"Shame John's not part of the X-men," Tea muttered quietly, and Kaya pointedly ignored that comment, as the rest of the cast began to arrive on set.

"So, what are we filmin' today?" Rogue asked as she trudged on set. "No fluff scenes, Ah trust?" She asked, meaning 'Don't think for one moment that I'm gonna be in the mood to film those scenes today.'

"Not between you and Remy, no," Kaya replied.

"But…?" Rogue prompted, knowing there was more to that answer that was being given.

"There is a rather touching scene between Danielle and Rodmilla," Kaya replied.

"You're kiddin' me, right?" Rogue asked in disbelief.

"Nope," Kaya said quietly.

"It does kinda look like me, Sheila," John said from where he was standing with Tea, making the assembled cast look over at him. They were stood talking, but John held a little action figure of what appeared to be himself in his hands, and he was looking at it appraisingly.

"It is you – look, it's even got the same hair colour as you," Tea insisted.

The entire cast gave Kaya a completely confused look as Kaya made her way over to her little sister.

'Tea, dear,' Kaya said telepathically. 'What are you doing with that?'

'Pyro got it while he was in our dimension,' Tea replied in the same way.

"This is just plain weird, Sheila," John said as he finally looked up from the action figure. "Why do you have an action figure of me?"

"Because in our dimension, you're all comic book heroes," Tea explained offhandedly. There was a silent pause, and then Tea looked around at the stunned mutants. "Ooops…I wasn't supposed to say that was I?" she asked Kaya nervously.

"No," Kaya replied bluntly, looking back at the still silent mutants.

"We're all…comic book heroes where you come from?" Scott asked, and Kaya nodded. "Cool…"

"Seriously?" Kitty asked.

"Seriously," Kaya replied quietly. "Well, obviously, some of you are comic book villains, but you get the picture."

"Except for Magneto, who's real," Tea said, then, a moment later, "Ooops I wasn't supposed to tell them that, either, was I?"

"Not really, but we may as well tell them everything now," Kaya replied sarcastically.

"Okay," Tea replied happily. "Most of the British Empire still stands, steam power was never discovered, we're all vegetarian, the world deals in a single currency, and, oh yeah, our world is actually flat."

"I didn't actually mean tell them everything!" Kaya yelled as she accidentally levitated up to the high ceiling of the soundstage.

"But you said to," Tea complained.

"I said it sarcastically!"

"Well you should have made yourself more clear, shouldn't you? Sarcasm indeed!"

"It couldn't get much clearer!" Kaya shouted. "The rules were no getting separated in other dimensions, no messing up of timelines and no telling everyone the differences between our universes!"

"What rules? There were no rules!" Tea shouted back.

"Yes, there were rules, clearly stated and signed," Kaya replied. "Shall we just get on with the shooting now?"

"Good idea," Tea said, nodding.

"Okay people, if you could all just get into your costumes, filming will begin shortly," Kaya announced as she slowly descended from on high.

Slowly, the stunned cast began to leave to get ready for the shooting, save for Hank, who still stood in stunned silence.

"Fascinating…" was all he could quietly mutter.

"What in particular?" Kaya asked.

"How do you know your world is flat?" Hank asked.

"Because people have been there, and come back to tell us about it," Kaya replied flatly.

"Fascinating…" Hank muttered again, completely lost in his own thoughts and theories.

Finally, a few minutes later, the cast were assembled, and all was ready.

"Places people!" Kaya called out. "Lights! Camera! Action!"

Raven was sat lounging on a chair by the fire and Rogue brushed her hair. Obviously, Raven was already fantasising about what would happen when, not if but when, Jean became Queen.

"We must press for a quick engagement," she said to Rogue, smiling happily to herself. "Paris at Christmas. Can you imagine?" she asked, turning back to face her daughter, then her face fell. "No. I don't suppose you can," she said, then paused for a moment, seeing the look on Rogue's face. "My mother was hard on me too, you know," she said, almost defensively. "She taught me that cleanliness was next to godliness. She forced me to wash my face at least twenty times a day...convinced it was never clean enough. I was very grateful to her. She wanted me to be all that I could be. And here I am...a baroness. And Marguerite shall be Queen," Raven said, although in truth she still sounded a little sad. "It's a pity you never knew your mother," she said, turning back to face Rogue again, looking hard at her daughter's face. "There must be a little bit of her in you somewhere."

"Ah wish Ah knew what she looked like," Rogue admitted wistfully, and one couldn't help but to see it was true not only of her character, but of her, too.

"Yes," Raven said softly, before switching to a slightly harsher tone. "Well, we must never feel sorry for ourselves, must we?" she asked, and Rogue shook her head. "No matter how bad things get, they can always get worse."

"Yes, madam," Rogue said quietly.

"You have so much of your father in you," Raven sighed. "Sometimes I can almost see him looking out through your eyes."

"Really?" Rogue asked hopefully.

"Yes, well...Your features are so... masculine," Raven said, waving a hand as she realised she was getting too deep. "Well... to be raised by a man...No wonder you're built for hard labour."

There was a long pause then, before Rogue quietly asked, "Did you love my father?"

"Well, I barely knew him," Raven admitted softly, straining to hold back tears as her voice began to crack. "Now go away," she said, waving her hand dismissively. "I'm tired."

"And cut!" Tea shouted out through the silence, breaking the momentary peace and understanding that had been brought about between Rogue and Mystique. Both of them got up and moved away, trying to pretend that nothing had happened or changed, although any empath or telepath in the room knew different.

The cast and crew quickly moved out to one of the fields just outside the sound studio to film the next scene, with Rogue and Mystique avoiding each other studiously. Kurt kept glancing between the two of them, seeing that something was up but sensing that it was not yet the right moment to breach the subject with either of them.

Finally, everyone arrived and all of the equipment was set up, ready to begin filming. Kurt helped Rogue to launch Da Vinci's flying contraption up into the air, and it was so elaborate that it looked beautiful in flight. Unfortunately, it wasn't a very windy day, so it kept crashing down to the ground. To remedy this problem though, Jean and Kaya were employed in keeping it aloft through telekinesis when the wind dropped.

"Your turn," Kaya said casually to Tea.

Tea grinned in reply and 'ported in her bullhorn before shouting out, "LIGHTS, CAMERA, ACTION!"

"Look, Kurt! It's floatin'!" Rogue called out, attempting to look amused by the sight of a kite flying.

"Why are you so happy?" Kurt asked from where he sat, painting. "You'll be svimming in manure if zey get married."

"Ah don't know why it bothers ya so," Rogue said as she kept her eyes on the kite. "Ah couldn't care less!"

"You're lying! The Prince would be your brother-in-law, and you, Comtesse de Lancret, would be bringing zem breakfast in bed," Kurt replied, shouting to her over his canvass, as Jean shuddered about the very idea of breakfast in bed with Remy.

"But they would move into the palace an' Ah could stay with the manor an' turn things around," Rogue explained.

"You like him. Admit it," Kurt challenged.

"Nope," came Rogue's simple reply.

"And I-I suppose if you saw him again, y- y-you'd simply..."

"Ah'd walk right up to him and say 'Your Highness, my family is your family. Please, take them away'," Rogue replied.

"Good," Kurt said abruptly, grinning at her as he glanced over to the east. "Because here's your big chance. He's headed this way!"

At this announcement, Rogue cast a worried glance over to the east, where she saw the prince and his guard riding towards them. She hesitated only a moment before dashing behind one of the towering haystacks nearby.

Prince Remy and his Royal guard rode straight up to Kurt, who gave a flamboyant bow.

"Ah'm looking for Signor da Charley, mon frere," Remy said.

"I not you're brother," Kurt said, cocking his head to the side in confusion.

"Not yet, but when Ah marry Rogue, ya'll be my brother in law, no?"

"No," Rogue stated flatly from behind the haystack. "Because we're not getting' married swamp rat!"

"Sure we are, chere," Remy said, producing a script from his saddlebag. "Says so right 'ere."

"It's just a script, Remy. Just 'cause we're gettin' married in the script don't mean we're ever gonna get married in real life!" she shouted back, rolling her eyes.

"Aww, ya don't mean that, do ya chere?" Remy asked, pretending to be hurt.

"Yes Ah-"

"Could we possibly get back to the script, please?" Kay asked patiently. Remy nodded enthusiastically, and flipped to one of the back pages.

"No, not the part where you get married!" Tea yelled through her bullhorn.

"Fine," Remy muttered under his breath, slipping his copy of the script into his saddlebag before continuing with the scripted play. "Ah'm lookin' for Signor da Charley. We're to go to the monastery. Have ya seen him?"

"Da Charley?" Kurt asked in surprise, trying to appear honoured to even hear the name while suppressing a new round of sniggers at the ridiculous nickname Xavier had gotten. "No, Your Highness."

"Well, is that not his flyin' contraption?" Remy asked impatiently as he motioned to the kite. On hearing this, Rogue let go of the string, as if that would make it disappear altogether. At any rate it ought to stop Remy getting an excuse to go over and find her. "Where did ya get it?" Remy demanded.

"From er...ze Comtesse de Lancret," Kurt blurted. "She is a friend of his."

"Ya'll know her?" Remy asked in surprise. "Please, Ah must find her. Where is she stayin'?"

"Er... I believe, Your Highness," Kurt said, keeping his voice loud enough for Rogue to hear what he was saying from where she was hiding, "that she is staying with a cousin. The erm Baroness Raven de Ghent."

At this news, Remy shook his head in dismay. "Hmm. That does present a problem," he said, knowing that if Raven were there, then Jean would likely be there also…which meant more fawning.

"But…" Kurt said as he saw the dilemma Remy was facing. "I do know that she is there, alone, by herself, at this very moment!"

At this, Remy brightened up immeasurably. "Excellent!" he said as he began riding off. Then he turned back, and, almost as an afterthought, said to Kurt, "Nice painting."

Kurt looked very pleased and proud as Remy rode off, watching him right towards the house.

"Kurt!" an angry-sounding Rogue shouted as she stormed out from the haystack. "Ya horrible little snipe!"

"Did you hear? He likes my work!" Kurt said, still flattered by his work. Piotr's art tips really were helping, expect he still hadn't found a good way to get paint out of his fur.

"And he is headed toward my house!" Rogue shouted, glancing from the fast-moving horses back to Kurt.

"Then I suggest you run," Kurt suggested, giving his sister a smile. She smiled a little in return, thanking him for what she really ought to consider his help, before running off towards the house, as Kurt pretended to kick her on her way.

"And Cut!" Kaya shouted. "Well, I really do think that went rather well, don't you, Tea?"

"Are you joking?" Tea asked, cocking an eyebrow.

"No," Kaya insisted. "We didn't have any flat-out fights, there weren't too many deviations from the written script, and we haven't had any set fires today."

"I could change that for ya, Sheila," Pyro offered as he waltzed happily up to a haystack and aimed his lighter at it.

"John, no!" Kaya shouted, ripping the lighter out of his hands with her telekinesis.

"Too late," Tea mumbled as the haystack went up in flames.

"Fire!" John shouted happily as he began controlling the flames.

"Aww," Tea said happily.

"No, not 'aww'! He's burning up the whole field!" Kaya shouted as she watched the flames sear the field, spreading fast.

"EVACUATE!" Tea shouted through her bullhorn, and as her contribution to the evacuation effort, she grabbed Pyro's arm and 'ported him out.

"Oh, thanks for the help!" Kaya shouted out. "He's the only one who could actually help, and you 'port him out of here! There ought to be a rule! One water controlling mutant is to constantly chaperone your damn boyfriend at all times!" Kaya shouted to the thin air where Tea had stood a moment before. Then she looked around, and saw the fire spreading even more. Acting on instinct, Kaya lifted herself up into the air, and started to make a telekinetic shield around the fire in an attempt to stop it from spreading to the other fields.

Jean too had flown up there, and the two of them finally stopped arguing and started working together, sealing off the flames in a telekinetic firebreak of sorts.

"You think we can hold this?" Kaya asked as she strained to keep up the shield.

"I don't know!" came Jean's worried reply.

Down below, Kurt was busy teleporting out the rest of the cast and crew, while Bobby was trying to ice as much of the flames as he could. But the flames were too ferocious and spreading too much, and it was already a loosing battle. High above, the two telekines were straining and loosing strength fast.

"Get down before you fall down!" Jean shouted to Kaya, seeing her straining too much.

"You need help!" Kaya shouted back stubbornly.

The two of them managed to keep their powers going for a little while longer, but then Kaya's power finally gave out, and she fainted, falling back to earth. Just as she was about to hit the ground, a white streak flew past, catching her and saving her from certain doom.

"Look, up in the sky!" Scott said, pointing up.

"Is it a bird?" Kurt asked.

"Is it like, totally a plane?" Kitty asked.

"It's Superman!" Bobby shouted, thus revealing his foolish fanboyness.

"No, you idiots! It's Warren!" Tea yelled as she 'ported back in, having left Pyro somewhere safe.

"Ohhh," the other four said together as Warren flew off towards safety.

"What is it with her and men?" Tea mumbled, "Why do they all fawn over her?"

"Never mind that!" Scott said as the fire service began to arrive. "Jean, time to leave!" he called out. Jean nodded and flew back down as the firemen began to get out of their trucks. Tea held out her hands, and everyone grabbed onto her arms as she 'ported out.