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Cats with Claws
Chapter 6: Revenge is a Tasty Dish
LAST TIME:
Around Midnight Sandra finally parked her car in the garage at the institute. Unfortunately for her, it looked like everyone was still awake.
'Damn. Well, I'm just going to bed, so screw everyone.' Little did she know someone had been waiting for her. Once inside the house she went through the kitchen door as a short cut, but when she entered there was a lot of noise and something horrible fell on her head. Everyone seemed to run into the kitchen to see Sandra standing there with a bucket over her head and that she was cover head to toe in something that looked like glue and maple syrup. Bobby was on the side laughing his ass off and as the others realized what had happen they started laughing. Most of the laughter came from the younger mutants. As Sandra pulled the bucket off her head she saw red as her claws embedded themselves into the bucket.
She stalked out of the kitchen, but not before she said one last thing in a deadly whisper, "Laugh now while you can. I will have my revenge and you will wish you had not started this war, for I will finish it."
No one was laughing now. But they wondered would she be any good on her word…
A/N:
And I want to thank Agent-G not only for reviewing, but helping write this, without him, this wouldn't be possible
Also I want to thank lil-fleur and paprika90 for reviewing, you both ROCK
One last thing, I wish to apologize, every time I promise to update quicker it's turns into a longer wait. Life keeps getting in the way, I know, lame excuse but it's what I got. SO this chapter is extra long for you peeps… I think this chapter NEEDS to be in one piece and not broken up into little chapters since it'll make more sense that way. Well, on to the story…
Sandra was filled with a murderous rage early the next morning, but she held back her desire to strangle everyone in the mansion, because she needed something better, that'll make everyone or almost everyone suffer. Deep in thought, she knew she would need help if she wanted everyone to suffer. She started grinning as a plan formed in her mind; she changed directions and headed towards Xavier's office. She entered the office and looked at Xavier with an evil glint in her eyes.
"Okay, I know you can read my mind and you know what I want. I need to know, if I were to care out my plan you'd be willing to not interfere, this is between me and the other students here."
"Yes, I understand what happened last night and it was completely unacceptable, but I will be punishing Bobby this morning there is no need to start a 'war'."
"No, I would like to give him a taste of his own medicine; my vengeance will be sweet and prolonged." Thinking quickly, "In return for your cooperation I would be willing to be more 'cooperative' with your DR exercises and I promise no one will get seriously ill or injured."
Looking intently Xavier sighed, "What exactly do you have planned and what exactly do you want me to do."
The next hour was spent discussing the plan and Sandra even learned how to project certain thoughts or ideas when a telepath is around. She couldn't block a telepath if they probed her mind, but it was good enough for her plan.
As she walked out of the office she grinned, "One ally in my plan, but I still have a few more to recruit to make everything puuurfect…" Blinking she shook herself, "Note to self, don't say puuurfect ever again."
The kitchen was pretty quiet, most people were still tired, but some were a little nervous. Most of the students didn't want to get in the middle of a prank war, again. Sam, Ray, and Roberto know first hand how pranks can get out of hand and were wary. Jean and Scott were the only ones not to see the prank happen, asides the adults and Forge, but they did hear in detail what happened from Kurt.
"Ja, and zhe was pissed, I mean, really angry. She zwore revenge. I am vorried, if you vere there you vould agree with me."
Scott just looked at Kurt, "I'm sure it wasn't that bad. In this place, what's one more prank? I doubt Sandra is going to do something evil. Just keep your cool and keep on your toes."
The only student who didn't look worried was Jamie, but he had a talk with Sandra and he knew what to expect. He made a few clones to grab some food and ran, staying clear of Jean. He couldn't have the plan figured out before it was time.
In Forge's Lab
Sandra finally found the stupid lab. 'Gah, this place is impossible to find.' Forge was unsurprisingly there, working on God knows what.
"Hey, Forge."
He looked up surprised, "Oh, ah, Hi, how's it going?" He asked cautiously
"Okay, you holo thingy worked, but the colors are all fucked up."
"I KNOW that. I told you I wasn't done programming it." This was met with an evil glare from Sandra. "But I can fix it in a few minutes, it's not a problem."
"Sooo, Forge, do you leave your lab much?"
Looking at the watch he mubbled, "Not really. I just make stuff."
"Hhhmm, that's good. Can I ask you to do me a favor, and in return I can give you a favor."
Now looking up he looked at her with suspicion, "What exactly do you want?"
"Just wanna ask you not to go to dinner at night." She said sweetly
"Why?"
"I have a plan."
Sandra with her holo watch fixed, some money, and new allies. It was time to put forth the plan for revenge.
First stop was to buy a cell phone. She just got a basic one; she didn't need stupid cameras and crap like that. The next stop was the important stop, it was for food supplies, it was going to be one hell of a week, if they could survive a week.
(The Next Day)
Day 1
Scott always woke up early, because of DR Sessions or school work. It was a habit and he doubt it would ever change. Entering the kitchen he was surprised by what he found, Sandra was in there cooking.
He said the first thing that came to his mind, "wha?" He didn't have any coffee in his system yet.
Sandra actually smiled and was holding a big knife and it was scary, "Why hello Scott, good morning. Do you want some breakfast? I decided to try and get to know everyone by cooking." She then smacked the knife down on a chopping block, still smiling.
Looking around the kitchen there was a lot of cooking going on, there was a frying pan out, over a dozen eggs, bacon, and much much more food out. What seemed out of place was all of the unlabeled bottles around the kitchen. Scott slowly backed away, "You know what, I'm not very hungry at the moment, plus, I have a DR session to run in about an hour, can't work out on a full stomach, have fun."
Sandra laughed to herself as she watched Scott leave, her plan was going to plan; she wondered who would be the first to dare eat her food.
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Scott, being a little freaked out by Sandra's odd behavior decided he should talk to Jean.
He knocked at her door and whispered, "Jean, are you awake?"
She opened the door, "Scott, it's too early and there are too many people still here."
"No, not that, something is going on with Sandra. She's acting weird, creepy serial killer weird."
"Scott I seriously doubt that. You're just being paranoid."
"Why don't you go to the kitchen and see for yourself."
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Rolling her eyes Jean headed for the kitchen and poked her head inside the door. She had to admit, it was creepy, but damn the food smelled really good.
"Good morning Jean," Came the sickly happy greeting.
Jean had to do a double take. Looking at Sandra, there was defiantly something going on. 'Scott maybe be right.' "Morning," Jean walked in trying to see if she could pick up any stray thoughts that would explain what the hell is going on. What she picked up made her turn around and run out of the kitchen and back to her room.
Scott looked at Jean as she panted a bit, "Was I right? Something's wrong with her."
Jean nodded, "Yeah, I picked up some disturbing thoughts from her." Jean paused a moment, "She kept thinking how she was going to have vengeance on everyone and this was the perfect time."
Scott paled, "This isn't right; I'm going to the professor."
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Scott knocked on the professor's bedroom door, a little unnerved with what was going on in the kitchen.
"Yes Scott, what is it?" Scott entered the room. The professor was in his wheel chair, but still in his evening closes.
"I think we have a problem. Sandra is in the kitchen and she's planning on poisoning everyone."
Xavier looked at Scott and said wisely, "Scott, she is only trying to be friendly. You are too paranoid for someone your age."
"No sir, but she really is. Come with me to the kitchen, plus Jean picked up a few thoughts that were about getting everyone in the mansion."
So Xavier and Scott went to the kitchen everything was the same, except all the unlabeled bottles were gone.
"Why good morning Professor, would you like some breakfast?"
"No thank you. It's a little too early for me. I'm happy to see you are trying to help out with the cooking."
"Oh yes, I love to cook. I plan on cooking breakfast and dinner for the next few nights to help me relax."
When Sandra said this, Scott gulped, finally Scott spoke up. "Oh, you don't have to do that. You know what; we can have someone else cook dinner tonight, like Jean or someone else."
"Oh, it's no trouble at all. I am looking for a job since I'm done with school and this is just something to do in my spare time." Sandra smiled even bigger exposing her sharp teeth.
Scott then decided to leave and talk with Jean, leaving Sandra and the Professor in the kitchen. "So Professor, how do you like you eggs? I have some I haven't cooked yet."
"Scrabbled with hot sauce on the side."
"Right I bring it up in a minute, why don't you go back to your room."
Everything was going to plan.
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Other's slowly entered the kitchen, but no one ate anything, even Kurt, though he was really close to eating some eggs, but Kitty stopped him at the last second.
"Vhy did you do that?"
"Sandra totally poisoned all the food!" Kitty squeaked
"No vay!"
"Yes way! Jean read her mind, but the Professor isn't doing anything about it."
When Beast entered the kitchen and sat down he piled food on a plate, but he took a closer sniff when Sandra's back was turned. He gently lowered the plate and left the kitchen. Everyone was freaked out.
By noon all the students were starving, but there was nothing in the fridge besides leftovers from breakfast that no one ate. Most of the students went out and bought huge lunches since they weren't sure what was for dinner.
The younger mutants stayed at a burger joint eating as many cheap nasty burgers they could. The food tasted like crap, but at least it wasn't poison. Kurt was at Amanda's eating leftovers from the fridge explaining what was going on. Kitty was eating a huge salad with Lance at the Olive Garden while Rogue was in front of a 7-11 eating a burrito.
Everyone was hungry, Scott just got back from Pizza Hut, where he and Jean ate lunch, it was a pity there was nothing left. (The reason they can eat there is because they keep the place in business) Scott was debating on whither or not he should start stocking emergency food under his bed. He turned on his computer in debate and decided to check his e-mail. Most of it was junk, but one e-mail made him do a double take. He never thought he'd get another e-mail from his old friend ever again, but there it was. First thing he did was a quick virus scan; one can never be too safe. Finding nothing wrong with it, he opened it. The e-mail was short, 'We have to talk. Meet me in the park tomorrow at 9 pm.'
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Dinner was an event in itself. All the students showed up to see what would happen and to see if the food was safe to eat. Plus Logan was probably going to be there too and he could tell if there was something wrong.
Suddenly Sandra appeared smiling like a maniac, she was bringing out big plates of food, and Jamie was helping her. "Hello! I hope you're all hungry; I made eggplant parmesan and veal parmesan, homemade tomato sauce and lots of spaghetti."
The food really did smell good. Sandra smiled as she watched most of the students salivate. "Well enjoy." With that, she turned to leave.
Jean stopped her, "Wait, aren't you going to eat with us?" with an edge of worry in her voice.
"Oh, ah, I already ate. I had to sample the food. Silly me, enjoy." She then went into the kitchen. Jamie disappeared but no one noticed.
No one moved, the food smelled so good, with wonderful ingredients cooked to perfection, but no one could work up the nerve to try some. Logan looked at everyone and just grabbed some veal and took a healthy bite. Everyone watched him with anticipation. Logan ignored everyone, but he suddenly made an odd face and quickly stood up. "I'm going out." And with that he was gone, probably to a bar. X-23 was puzzled and took a quick look at the food then she left too.
Everyone left the table after that, if Logan wouldn't take another bite it must be poisoned. No one ate that night.
After dinner was cleaned up, Sandra went to her car and drove to the Brotherhood. If she stayed at the Institute any longer she might blow her cover, plus she wanted to hang out with Wanda. Luckily for Sandra the roads dried up a bit from last night.
The drive was much better this time around, plus she knew where she was heading. The ride was uneventful; the only thing worth noting was that Sandra was actually happy. Her holo watch was working and her plan was going accordingly.
Finally arriving to her destination she knocked on the front door, Freddy answered it. "Are you selling cookies?" He was blocking the entire door way and then some. It was amazing how he could even fit into the house at all.
Sandra rolled her eyes, but held her tongue (for once), "No, no cookies. Can I come in?" Freddy being a little confused to why this girl wanted to come in let her. Really he didn't care much, but he wished she was selling cookies. He then lumbered back to the TV room and started watching the late night shows.
Inside now, she took a better look around and it was definitely inhabited by guys. The place was a bloody dump. Sandra wondered if the house seen any cleaner in years. Okay, Sandra wasn't a neat freak, but damn, these guys were the biggest slobs she has ever had the misfortune to meet.
Lance appeared at the top of the stairs, "Hey, what are you doing here?" He walked down the stairs and met Sandra in the foyer.
Glaring a bit, "I'm gonna hang out with Wanda, got a problem? I thought we already understood I was coming over."
Scratching the back of his neck, "Well, I didn't actually think you would come back. I mean, as soon as Mr. Anal knows you're here he'd chain you to the mansion." Looking do he mumbled, "He does that with Kitty"
"First off, no one cared where I was last night, secondly like hell I would let any of those people "ground" me to the mansion, and third… Do you mean Kitty, as in the petite girl with the brown hair and talks all chirper and valley girl?"
"Yeah, we're dating," he grinned slyly.
Zipping into the conversation, Pietro added, "Ha,-they-date-on-and-off,-they-fight-like-every-time-they-talk-to-each-other."
"Shut up Pietro! Or I'm gonna rock your world!"
The house started shaking and dust was coming from the ceiling. Sandra could only stare, "Okay, was that a really bad pun or was that just me?"
Pietro laughed, "No,-Lance-is-terrible-with-his-powers,-always-making-lame-"rock"-references. It's-quite-sad-really." Lance then made a lung at Pietro, but he missed by a mile.
"Stop shaking the damn house or I'll make you all pay." Wanda descended the stairs with an evil glare that made the boys stop in their tracks. Looking at Sandra she remarked, "At least your holo thingy doesn't look like crap this time." Sandra looked down and then switched it off.
"Man, I thought I had a glare that could kill. I need to get a tutor at this rate." Sandra joked, "So Wanda doing anything?"
"Meh, not really, just staring at the ceiling counting the cracks and dirt stains."
"Yeah… well, I got some DVDs in my trunk, we could watch some classics."
"Eh, guess that's better than watching those two idiots fight," She gestured at Pietro and Lance.
"Come on, I have some in my trunk."
As they walked out the front door there came a voice, "Wait for me baby cakes."
Sandra stared at Wanda and asked, "Is he serious, or is he mental?"
"I think it's a bit of both," Wanda then hexed Toad across the doorway the moment he appeared.
"Do you think he's a masochist?"
"Not really, but it would explain a thing or two."
"Well, okay have you seen as of these DVDs?"
Looking them over Wanda said, "None of them, I haven't really seen many movies, you know."
"You haven't even seen the classics? This is a crime; we have to start right away. You have a DVD player?"
"In the TV room, it's old, but it works."
"Excellent." Sandra started pulling out DVDs, "So do you like horror, comedy, action, or what, gotta work with me a little."
"Eh, whatever."
"Okay… we'll start with older movies, classics and work up from there. How about a comedy with ghost?"
"Sounds interesting," said an unsure Wanda.
"Alrighty then, Ghostbusters will be the first on the hit list. We'll go on from there. First classic movies, oh, you just HAVE to watch this one, it's Psycho by Alfred Hitchcock, the guy was brilliant."
Wanda walked into the TV room and glared at Fred, "We're gonna watch some movies, get over it."
Freddy got up and whined, "But I want to see what Leno has to say."
"Get over it, the guy is an idiot that states the obvious."
"No he's not, he's brilliant."
Sandra walked into the TV room with a bunch of DVDs, "Fred, we're gonna watch some funny movies. You can see what Leno says another day, one day won't kill you."
Grumbling Fred concede, he didn't like fighting Wanda, plus it'll still be TV. Lance walked in, "What's all the yelling for this time."
Wanda looked at Lance, "We're gonna watch some movies. First we're gonna watch," Wanda grabbed the DVD, "Ghost-busters, whatever the hell that is."
"Oh, man, I haven't seen that one in years." Lance jumped on the couch, "Hey Pietro, movie, get some food."
Zipping into the TV room Pietro glared at Lance, "First-off-I'm-not-you-servant,-and-secondly-we-don't-have-any-food! No-one-goes-shopping-or-cooks."
Looking up Sandra smirked, "That's all? Well, I know over at the mansion there's a lot of food."
Lance grimaced, "Duh, they're rich and shit. We aren't, sometimes we have food, and sometimes we don't."
Still smirking Sandra replied, "Well, I know for a fact there's a bunch of food no one is gonna eat, I could bring it over, no sense in wasting good food."
Now suspension came off Lance and Pietro, Lance then asked, "Why is there food being wasted? There's like three or four human disposals there. What's wrong with it?"
Laughing Sandra quickly explained her evil plan; by the end all of the Brotherhood members were laughing their asses off, even Freddy.
Wiping away a few tears Lance said, "Okay, you can bring over the food. It's free, right. Man that is too funny. I can't believe you have baldie on your side."
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A half an hour later the movie was on its way and Sandra brought the food over. Everyone was eating a delicious meal, something the members of the Brotherhood never really had.
Lance stuffing his face full of spaghetti asked Sandra during the lame previews, "So did anyone ask you what you were doing?"
"Actually yes, this guy name, Al or Alex or something, asked me what I was doing and I said I was taking care of some of the leftovers. I made sure to take the food I had set to the side and there was nothing was left in the fridge except a few bowls of spaghetti I cooked."
They continued watching movies, from Ghostbusters to Psycho to The Blues Brothers. They were finishing up around three in the morning, Sandra got up and stretched, "Well, I guess I better get back to the mansion, I'm sure I'll be missed."
Lance laughed, "Yeah, if what you told us is true, if you left they'd throw a party."
"And that would be a tragedy in the making," Sandra countered. "Hey Wanda what'd you think of the movies?"
Wanda blinked and cracked a small smile, "It was fun."
"Good, you need to have some fun. Hey, has anyone seen the movie Animal House?"
All the guys just blinked, "Umm, no yo. Is that the movie about college or something?"
"OH MY GOD! It's a cult classic, it is the definition of college movies. Okay, we are DEFENTLY watching that movie next time."
"Are you going to bring food again?" Freddy asked.
"Probably, depends how long it'll take for someone to crack."
Pietro zipped next to Sandra, "Umm-yeah-thanks-for-the-food-and-stuff."
"Meh, it's no big. Just be ready next time, I can't believe you haven't seen Animal House, it's just wrong." And with that, Sandra left and the end of Day 1 of her plan ended.
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Day 2
Sandra woke up nice and early and she was running on caffeine and sugar. She was willing to sacrifice some sleep for revenge. Today would be waffles and pancakes. As expected no one ate again. Sandra knew it wouldn't be long before someone cracks. Today no one even bothered entering the kitchen, not even to get coffee, which was fine with her.
The day dragged on and Sandra did some training with Kurt, but Kurt was completely out of it. Sandra almost felt bad for Kurt since he was a nice guy and he was training her.
"Kurt are you hungry, I could make you a quick snack."
Kurt grimanced, "Ah, no, I'm not very hungry," at that moment his stomach started to make loud growling noises. "Umm, not zhat hungry."
Rolling her eyes she sighed, "Fine, but don't forget I offered so don't complain later."
The day went as expected, people spending their mall money on a good lunch and food to stash under their beds. Sandra caught up on her sleep and when she woke up at four she started prep work on dinner, which no one would probably eat, but that was fine with her. Most of the students were in nasty moods by dinner time, especially Rogue. She threaten to kill Bobby ten times today, usually it's only once or twice. In the DR session there was more bickering than usually too. Everyone knew this was all Bobby's fault and he was starting to feel the heat.
At the dinner table the guys were all sitting huddled daring each other to eat whatever food was coming.
Ray poked Roberto and whispered, "Come on man, just a bite, it wont kill you."
Shaking his head Roberto glared, "No way man, you take a bite of dinner if you're so keen on seeing someone eat."
Sam shook his head, "I just hope the food doesn't look that good, makes it easier to say no." Too bad Sam was extremely wrong in the cruelest way possible.
Again Sandra came out with plates of food with Jamie's help, but today it was homemade fried chicken, mac and cheese, real mashed potatoes, and a good looking salad with shred chicken on the side. "Well, since no one liked Italian I thought I'd try something a little different. This is an old recipe my mom taught me a few years ago. I hope you enjoy," and with that she left. (A/N: OMG Homemade fried chicken ROCKS! I'm hungry now.) Everyone was drooling, even more than they thought possible. Kitty was close to forsaking her 'veggie only' way of life. All of the girls were willing to completely forget their diets and things like that.
Sam stood up, "I can't take this no more!" He grabbed a plate and started to just inhale the chicken. Paige looked at her brother with mild disgust and envy. He ate ten pieces before running off to a bathroom to throw up.
Kurt looked liked he want to cry while Rogue looked like she would go homicidal on everyone. The only person that didn't seen too upset was Scott, but he had a lot on him mind.
Everything was cleaned up and put away by 8:30. As Sandra climbed into her car with some extra food and DVDs, she failed to notice Scott driving away in his car.
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8:55 PM
Scott was sitting in the park under a street lamp, his body tense, ready for an ambush of any kind. It would be best to be cautious. He was still unsure what exactly would be said, but he guesses this was a long time coming.
"You're early. You're always early," Came a voice.
"Better early then late. So what did you want to talk about Paul?"
Paul walked into the light, running a hand through his hair, "Well, there's just so much to talk about, where to start." Scott noticed that Paul looked a little ragged, but it could be his imagination too. Scott sometimes looked to deep into things. Scott's musings were cut short when Paul began to speak again. "Hmmm, let's see, I was just wondering when you were planning to tell me that teeny tiny secret about your 'eye condition'. You know, finding out on the news isn't exactly the way to break it to a supposed friend."
"Wait a second. Hold on. You're upset because I didn't tell you?"
"Damn it Scott, we've been friends for how fucking long! We were supposed to be best buds and share stuff with each other!"
Scott started to raise his voice, "But it was a secret, we couldn't let anyone know!"
"That's bullshit and you know it. I know Amanda knew about it! Kurt's girlfriend knew about it and you didn't think I was trustworthy enough to tell!"
"The Professor told ALL of us not to tell ANYONE! Amanda just found out." Scott paused, "Just to make sure, you're okay with the whole mutant powers things?"
"Well, it does make all that weird shit at school make a lot more sense. Is it so hard to believe in changes in the world? No I'm pissed you didn't see the need to tell me what the hell was really going on."
Scott was stunned, out of all the scenarios that he thought would happen at this moment; this was not one of them. "Umm, I guess I'm sorry for not telling you. I didn't think you would understand."
Paul lowered his head, his rage leaving him, "Well, I guess I could see where that would come from. Honestly you're not really to blame for our broken friendship. Okay, I'll admit it, I've been a dick to you, and I distanced myself the second that shit aired on TV."
Scott sighed, "We could start over, I mean, I'm still me and well, stuff. We could hang out or something" Scott was beginning to feel a little uncomfortable with the emotional conversation.
Thinking quietly Paul nodded, "Yeah I suppose we could catch up," Paul then grinned, "And you could tell me what's been going on between you and Jean."
Now Scott was grinning too, "Now I don't go around discussing my relationship with Jean."
Paul rolled his eyes, "Riiiight. You only finally got the girl you've been drooling over for years and you have nothing to say."
Scott was going to say something but then his stomach growled, loudly. Laughing Paul asked, "Don't they feed you at that place?"
Suppressing a blush, "There's this new girl there," Paul interrupted, "Is she cute?"
Scott glared, "As I was saying there's this new girl and she's poisoning the food."
Paul looked like Scott was crazy, "And you LET her do that?"
"No, Professor says it's good for her to cook and be more social or something."
"Damn, well, the Chinese place is still open. I could go for some fried rice right now." And they headed off to the Chinese joint and ate some food and started to mend their broken friendship.
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MEAN WHILE AT THE BROTHERHOOD
Everyone was enjoying the food and they LOVED Animal House. They were at the part where Flounder shoots the horse with a blank gun and the horse died of a heart attack, when Toad was getting a little to close to Wanda and she hexed him into the wall. Sandra rolled her eyes, she knew stalkers sucked, and they were never cute. Sandra knew what she had to do.
After the movie ended in a triumph for the Delta House Fraternity, Sandra went off to the side. She quickly told Wanda what she was going to do and Wanda was grateful. When Todd was walking by she grabbed him and dragged him out of the house. It was time for a talk.
"Todd we need to talk."
"I'm sorry sugar, but I'm already taken." He said in a haze.
Sandra rolled her eyes, "No, that's not it. We need to talk about your obsession with Wanda."
"But I love her!"
"I don't care if you love her, she can NEVER love you." Todd was about to say something but Sandra cut him off, "No you listen to me, a relationship is built off trust and Wanda can NEVER trust you because of what you did to her. You LIED about her being brainwashed! How can anyone ever forgive that?" Sandra was shouting the last part.
Todd was starting to tear up, "But, but…"
Sandra quieted down, "It may be possible to one day be friends, but you can't do this to her or to yourself. She needs someone, but not you. And you need someone, but it's not Wanda, you need someone who trusts you. Do you understand what I'm saying?"
Todd's head was lowered, but he nodded.
"Oh for the love of mike. Todd, come with me, I know how to cheer you up."
They both climbed into the car, Sandra drove off, but Todd didn't notice. About a half an hour later they stopped a few times. Finally Sandra stopped, "Well, here we are."
They were parked outside a nice looking house, where there was obviously party going on.
Todd was puzzled, "Yo, there aint no way I can get into a party like that."
Sandra grinned, "Yeah, it's easy, you just got to show you invitation."
She dragged Todd to her trunk and gave him two kegs.
"Where'd you get these, yo?"
"I bought them, now go up to the door and knock on it."
Sandra watched him knock on the door and a large guy answered. At first the guy was about to tell Todd to take a hike, but when he saw the kegs, Todd was yanked inside.
"My work here is done," and with that Sandra drove back to the mansion.
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Day 3
Sandra watched as the students walk through the mansion like zombies. She never felt this good causing others pain and misery. This plan was working perfectly, especially with the help of her allies, granted she had to make some deals, but this was well worth it.
The tide was turning against Bobby, people were going out of their way to yell at him. The guys stopped talking to him, unless it was to yell at him for his stupid pranks, even Scott yelled at him. Meanwhile the girls actually would give him a good punch or two in the Danger Room, especially Rogue and Paige.
That morning a full English breakfast was served: bacon, eggs, toast, fried bread ("fried slice"), bread and butter, sausages there was fried, grilled or tinned tomatoes,
fried mushrooms, black pudding and finally, baked beans. ((A/N: I am not British, I don't pretend to be. This is what I found on a website, sorry if it's wrong)) Also there were several different types of tea, already brewed, but no one touched anything once again.
The tension was so thick in the mansion that Sandra new today would be the day of reckoning. Sam left the infirmary in the morning with a clean bill of health, but he still felt very weak. Yes, Sandra could feel everyone's will power fading and fast. Sandra had to leave during the day so she could just laugh her ass off at the whole situation. She knew what to cook for that night to make one of the weakest willed persons, when it comes to food, to crack.
For dinner Sandra had to make a special trip to a small "Mom and Pop" store, but it was well worth it. The foods she picked up were of the best quality and she even got some tips on how to cook them since she was quiet familiar with all areas of cooking.
Dinner came and everyone was dreading what would be served. Living off lunch alone was not working for them. When Sandra came in grinning ear to ear and her tail whipping behind her, they all shuddered.
"Hello! Well, since no one seems like any of my cooking I decided to try something completely new and different," she paused, "I'm familiar with several ethnic cuisines, but this one was new for me. I decided to go German tonight." Kurt's eyes got real big, in fear and anticipation. "First off we have four different sausages, Bratwurst, Knackwurst, Weisswurst, and Smoked Sausage. Three Quiche Plates consisting of Ham and Swiss, Broccoli and cheddar, and Spinach and Almond. Also there are German potato pancakes, some spinach with artichoke dip. Finally for dessert, a rich delicious German chocolate cake. Gemutlichkeit."
Everything was now on the table and Kurt snapped. "Ich kann nicht diese Folterung mehr nehmen! Ich interessiere mich nicht, wenn ich ernsthaft krank werde!"1 And he just started eating everything, Sandra watched with glee. Kitty tried to pull Kurt off, but it was no use. After Kurt ate five sausages Sandra couldn't hold in her laughter anymore. Everyone was bewildered as they actually watched Sandra laugh.
Scott stood up and marched up to Sandra, "There is NOTHING funny about poisoning Kurt!"
Sandra stopped long enough to choke out, "Who said anything about poison?" This start another fit of laughter while everyone else tried to figure out what the hell did she mean.
Kitty shook her head, "NO, you poisoned all your cooking. Last night Sam got sick!"
"Oh he did? Well stuffing a ton of chicken into someone who hasn't eaten well for a few days all at once will do that to you. Man you guys are too easy."
Anger rose in Scott, "So you're telling me we all starved ourselves for nothing?"
"Yep. That was my revenge; you were all so quick to judge me and to think I would try to poison you. It wasn't hard at all. It was all a mental prank and you fell for it."
"But what about Logan and Beast? They wouldn't touch your food." Spoke Amara
"Cha, all I had to do was bribe them. Like it was that hard," Sandra rolled her eyes.
"Who exactly was in on this plan?" Rogue asked as she tried to quail the murderous rage inside her.
"Let me see, I gave Logan $50 and a promise I would go to the Danger Room more. I gave Beast three boxes of Twinkies, and, oh and Xavier, Forge, and Jamie were in on it too. I gave them all perfectly good meals in exchange for their silence."
"But wait, I read your mind," Jean spoke, "I know what I heard."
"Xavier gave me a crash course in how to project certain thoughts. All you heard was the thoughts of getting revenge. It's not my fault you jumped to that conclusion."
Everyone was stunned, but as soon as the shock wore off everyone started to stuff their faces.
"One last thing, Bobby, ever prank me again and next time the poison won't be a joke." Sandra added icily.
Alex, who just swallowed an impossibly huge bite of Knackwurst he asked one small question, "Wait, if all that food was good to eat, where did it all go? I saw you take it somewhere the other night."
Smirking Sandra said nonchalantly, "I made a few new friends who needed a good meal, plus they thought the prank was hilarious. Guess I'm done cooking for a while, I'm bushed."
"Wait, what new friends?" Scott asked suspiciously.
Trying to look innocent, "Oh, I made friends with the people at some boarding house. The Hood or something."
Scott chocked, "The Brotherhood of Mutants!"
"Maybe, at least they enjoyed my cooking."
Sputtering now Scott was about to say something when Sandra's cell phone went off, "Hold that thought." She flipped open her phone, "Talk to me…. Oh hey Wanda what's up? …. Woah woah, slow down, what happened? ….."
Everyone was now listening closely to what was going on, but no one could make out what was being said on the other end of the phone.
"No way! That did NOT happen! You serious?"….. "Damn, I am a genius, he's over it?" …. "OH MY GOD THANK YOU VERY MUCH I'M NOW SCARED FOR LIFE! …Don't worry I'll be over in a sec." Hanging up she turned to everyone who was trying to listen in, "Okay, something has come up and I have to go. Later."
Kitty jumped up and grabbed Sandra's arm, "Wait! Is something wrong, is Lance hurt?"
Sandra rolled her eyes, "No, see last night I had a heart to heart with Todd about stalking Wanda. By the way, stalkers suck, and they're ALWAYS creepy Sons of Bitches. Anyways, he was all down after we had the talk so I cheered him up and evidently it worked better then I could have dreamed."
"Like what did you do? Give him flies or something."
Glaring now, "No, if you MUST know I dropped him off at a happening party."
"NO WAY! How in the hell did HE get into a party! He like the last person you'd want at a party."
"No need to be so nasty about it. I gave him two kegs and he was taken in with open arms."
"Wait, you gave a minor TWO KEGS of beer at a high school party?" Scott asked acidly.
"Yeah, there was booze there already, the kegs was his way of getting in. But damn, he had some good luck last night."
Kitty's eyes widen, "OH MY GOD, no WAY! Tell me what happened, I MUST know."
"Are you sure, Wanda is totally traumatized by it. You do know what curiosity did and all…" Sandra avoiding the bad pun, plus it would be ironic if she said it.
"YES!"
Sighing Sandra conceded, "Fine, but don't tell me I didn't warn you. Well, last night Todd was at the party and two dumb ass jocks were man handling some girl and Todd in his drunken depressed state grew a spine and jumped them. The girl showed some… umm, some appreciation."
Jean gagged, "Ew, gross. I lost my appetite."
"I know, you don't want to know the rest. I want to bash my head into the wall now to get rid of the images."
Jean stared at Sandra for a moment and picked up the exact images she was talking about, "Holy shit, he did THAT!" and with that Jean ran to the bathroom to vomit.
"Yeah, that's what happened last night. Later."
A/N: Now now, everyone will find out what actually happened NEXT chapter… whenever that'll be… More about the past… maybe a breaking point and drinking too…
"I can't take this torture anymore! I don't care if I become seriously ill!" 1
Things to look for next time: Honestly Bobby isn't going to take this laying down, More indirect and implied adult scenes, possibly learning a huge part of Sandra's past and family… or it might be the chapter after that :-P And learning more about what happened to Toad…
And hooray for my shinning new rating for adult language and themes… :3
Later Much…
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