Sorry I haven't updated this story in a while I had bad writer's block for about three weeks!

"YOU"RE PREGNANT?" Kitty exclaimed hugging Jubilee.

"Oh Kitty please don't tell anyone." Jubilee pleaded not realizing that she had been eavesdropping.

"Don't tell anyone about what?" Kurt asked.

"Jubilee's pregnant."

"KITTY!"

"What? Oh. Oops." Jubilee slapped her forehead. Figures. The blabbermouth finds out and the kids have to be nosy in this whole stupid mansion!

Jean, who had left for a few minutes after the news, came out again.

"Hey Jean. Heh heh. Listen I was just wondering, when are you going to kill me? Because since Jubilee's pregnant she gets tired easily so she might not kill me until tomorrow. So when are you planning to kill me?" Bobby stuttered.

"Right now." Jean said calmly.

"OK." Bobby squeaked. Bobby braced himself ready to get punched or something.

"Bobby you're parents are coming to visit."

Bobby choked. "My…p….My par….My parents are coming to…..v….v….vis…..visit?" Bobby stumbled over the words as if learning a new language.

"Yep they're arriving tomorrow."

Bobby gulped and raced upstairs.

"JUBILEE I NEED YOU!" Bobby screamed from his room. Jubilee sighed and climbed the stairs following Bobby's cries of anguish and slammed the door.

The next day…..

DING-DONG!

Bobby gasped. "They're here!" He squeaked. Jean rolled her eyes.

"Bobby what is wrong with your parents anyway?"

'My father is like Frank Barrone on Everybody Loves Raymond, and my mother is like one of the Stepford Wives." Bobby said opening the door.

"Slight exaggeration very slight exaggeration. Then again if his mother's like the Stepford Wives…." Jean raced down the hall to quote on quote, dust the wall.

"Mr. and Mrs. Drake come in please." Ororo said pleasantly.

Bobby cautiously came out from hiding behind a curtain. He had chickened out at the last second in case you couldn't guess.

"Bobbykins!" His mother cried swooping him into a bone crushing hug.

"Hi mom."

'So where's the girl? Not another one of those losers I hope." His father replied.

"No dad." Bobby said in a monotone voice.

"That black woman wasn't you're girlfriend was it dear?" Mrs. Drake asked.

"EW! GROSS! Of course not!"

'Well good because she had quite a few wrinkles on that dress and…And is that dust on the banister?"

Bobby sighed. This was going to be a long day.

In the library….

'Jean what in God's name are you doing?" Ororo exclaimed as she watched Jean clean the wall carefully with the dust cloth.

"Bobby said his mother's a Stepford Wife." Jean said not looking up from her work.

'Yeah so?"

'So? Have you seen the Stepford Wife movies? I mean the new one is as funny as hell but the one from like the eighties or whatever is creepy."

"But aren't the Stepford Wives robots?"

"Exactly she's going to kill me and replace me with a robot."

"You know that it's only a movie right?"

'I don't care Bobby said that his mother was a Stepford Wife."

'Are you sure he wasn't just being dramatic?"

"Well you can never be too careful."

"DAD! YOU CAN'T TAKE OFF YOUR PANTS IN THERE WE SIT THERE!" Bobby screamed. Ororo gave a puzzled look and went into the living room.

"MR. DRAKE!" Ororo exclaimed.

"Where the hell is that girl I don't like waiting I'm hungry! Make me some food!" He yelled turning towards Mrs. Drake who was dusting the TV.

'I can go get some cookies." Ororo suggested.

"Oh no that's fine dear my cooking is probably much more sanitary.'

"How can your food be more sanitary than mine? It's the same thing!"

Mrs. Drake shrugged.

"JUBILEE!" Bobby thundered wrestling with his father to put his pants back on. Jubilee rushed in.

"I'm here." She said with a smile.

Mrs. Drake's smile seemed to fade, Mr. Drake froze, and Bobby fainted. Mrs. Drake studied her carefully. Jubilee was wearing her hair slightly curled in a tight bun with two chopsticks to help hold it in place with all sorts of rhinestone clips. She had on a one strap tank top on with a mini leather skirt, fish net stockings, and punk boots. Bobby who once regained conciousness looked like a gaping fish.

"She's killing you." Jean said telepathically as she peaked in to the room to see how it was going. Bobby squeaked.

"You're Jubilation?"

"Yes."

'Good God I married the wrong broad! Dump my son and marry me! Where the hell did you get her?" Mr. Drake said looking back and forth at the two teens.

Mrs. Drake glared at him. "Well it's very nice to meet you dear." Mrs. Drake said putting on a fake smile.

'Thank you for coming." Mrs. Drake smiled awkwardly. Bobby who noticed his father glancing at Jubilee's breasts pulled her out of the room.

In the library… "What the heck are you doing?" Bobby hissed his grip tightening on her elbow.

"This is pay back for blurting out that I was pregnant."

"Now? You decide to do this now? When the Adams family is visiting you decide to do this now?"

"Your parents don't resemble the Adams Family." Jubilee said looking confused.

Bobby sighed. "Never mind. That's not the point. First of all you're pregnant you can't go dressing like that! Second of all like I said it's a bad time to pay me back, and third of all my parents all ready hate you."

"You're father seemed to like me."

Bobby glared at her. 'BAD example." He snapped.

'Wait a minute…. When you say I'm pregnant and I'm not supposed to dress like this are you calling me fat?" Jubilee asked her eyes narrowing.

"Of course not. I'm saying it's a little inappropriate."

'Inappropriate because I'm fat."

"No. What time is it?" Bobby asked trying desperately to change the subject. Jubilee glanced at her watch.

"It's two seconds before I honk your nose and pull your underwear over your head." (AN: That's from the Mask I do not own it.)

Bobby screamed. Jubilee came out of the library and entered the living room again. "Can I get you something to drink?" She said sweetly.

"I can't see! Somebody take my underwear off my head!" Bobby screamed bashing inot the wall. Mrs. Drake stared after him.

Bobby raced up the stairs. "Sam! Sam! You gotta help me!" Sam came out of his room.

'Sure I'll help you. Hey Ray get the camera!" The two boys laughed.

"Oh come on boys this isn't funny." Bobby whined.

They laughed and went back inside. Bobby sighed. "Jamie! Jamie!"

'What? Nice Superman underpants."

"Shut up you little punk. Listen you better take my underwear off my head before I cream you." Bobby said shaking his fist.

"Okay Okay." Jamie said. Bobby smirked. Works every time.

Bobby came down the stairs. "Bobbykins can we talk to you for a second?" Bobby nodded. Oh great the dreaded rejection.

"Bobbykins Jubilee is the most….'

'…..I know I know she's a slut.'

'No."

'Gross?'

"No."

"Ugly?"

'No."

'Unfashionable?"

"No."

'Inappropriate?"

"WILL YOU JUST SHUT UP AND LET YOUR MOTHER TALK?"

Bobby pursed his lips.

"She's the most sweetest, prettiest girls I have ever met. And very polite too.

"What?"

"Yes and I just love her hair!"

'Thank you?"

'And she didn't run away from your baby pictures."

'YOU SHOWED HER MY BABY PICTURES?"

'Yes. And she loved them so much she went to go make photo copies."

"SHE WHAT?"

"Bye Bobbykins. It's a long ride home and I don't want your father gawking at any more of the girls here. And tell your friend Ororo that if she needs any cleaning tips to just call me." Then his parents drove off. He heard kids laughing and giggling behind him. This was probably pay back for calling Jubilee fat. But he would grin and bear it. He turned around to find Jubilee right in his face.

"Nice pee pee Bobby." Jubilee said sarcastically. Bobby screamed.

I don't own anything! Please R&R!