Snow Day

Snowed in the group has the day off from school. A prank war and insanity begins. Sequel to 'Define Normal'.

Disclaimer: I do not own X-men,X-men Evolution, or any associated character.

8

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Remy listened carefully, but following the woodpile there had been no sounds loud enough for them to hear again. He shivered a little scooting closer to Rogue casually in an attempt to share her blanket.

"Do you think they caught him?" Rogue asked, as she offered him more of the blanket and snuggled closer herself. The temperature in the attic was dropping as the sun went down.

"Maybe. We may want to stay here til they send someone for us. In case he is still running around." Remy said, miserably. He hated the cold.

Rogue nodded, equally miserable. The light blankets they had in their emergency backpacks weren't helping much, and the dust was bugging her. Why no one cleaned up here was a huge question. Sure it was currently her job, and she hadn't done it, but that was because when she's carried that box of extra comforters up here last week she saw that it hadn't been done in a while. This thought froze her before she jumped up with a quiet cheer.

"What?" Remy asked as he tried to grab the blanket back.

"I brought a huge box of blankets up here last week, I just gotta remember where I put it down." Rogue replied as she moved around the boxes. Remy stared at her for a moment before realizing what she had said and got up to help her look.

Scott was ashamed of himself. He usually had better control than this! How had it all gotten so out of hand? He wondered. I didn't get to the gazebo! How had Logan gotten the best of me? Almost no fight. I guess I suck at this whole villain thing.

Scott sat in Charles' office, brooding while he was lectured by Charles and Erik. Ororo and Hank were still searching for John, and Logan was attempting to put out the fire that was his woodpile.

Charles paused in his lecture, Scott had been plotting his revenge and had accidentally projected "Then they will all pay."

"Scott I know it has been a difficult adjustment to you, you haven't had to share a room since you arrived here until now. However, these plots and schemes need to end. Remy has done nothing to you or anyone else since arriving at the mansion." Charles said with a weary sigh.

"Remy is the embodiment of evil! It isn't my fault you can't see it, but one day you will, and then it will be too late to save your beloved food, or personal items." Scott said. "He must be stopped and I'm the only one who sees it."

Logan appeared in the doorway before Charles could reply, dragging behind him John, with Ororo and Hank trailing after. "We finally found this one. I'm gonna see if I can coax Victor out of the Danger room with some beer."

Charles nodded, and Hank said. "Ororo, I know the balance of nature is delicate, but the next storm you must clear it long enough to get the children off to school."

"I know it has been a difficult day, however-" Ororo began.

"No, I believe they are correct. Cooped up in the house, cabin fever sets in, and these things grow out of hand." Charles said.

"It's only been a day, Cabin fever takes weeks to set in." Ororo said.

"That's true for Humans, but these are Mutant children, they are advanced." Erik said, as the others nodded.

Everything had settled back down. Scott and John were grounded. The other children had been settled, and Wanda given a guest room for the night. Logan was still pouting over his woodpile, and Victor was singing drinking songs loudly in the kitchen while he and Hank prepared dinner.

It wasn't until after everyone had gone to bed that Logan realized that Remy and Rogue were missing. A brief sniffing of the air ducts revealed they were somewhere in the house, and he debated with himself if he should hunt them down or wait until morning. It had been a very long day and he was tired.

However, he decided it was best to at least know where they had wandered off too, and what they had been doing. He trusted them to behave, but only as much as he trusted any of them to behave, which wasn't much. The last thing he needed was for them to have decided to go and do something stupid like walk the beams in the conservatory because they were bored. If working here had taught him anything, it was that bored children are dangerous to themselves and others.

He got up and began searching for the wayward teens, finally locating them an hour later in the attic. They were laying in the center of the floor behind some boxes, in what looked like a huge next made of blankets. They were also covered with so many blankets, that all that poked out of their nest were the tops of their heads.

Logan thought about waking them, but then he would have to arrange them in the guest rooms so that they weren't to close to Scott who was still grumbling behind his door. After staring at them for another couple of minutes, as they snuggled closer together in their sleep, he decided to just leave them for the night.

He quickly jotted out a note that read. "Good mornin' Breakfast as usual, it's safe to come down now." Then he headed back to bed himself.

Rogue found the note first thing in the morning and after shaking Remy awake she began packing their bags back up. Remy still half asleep read the note twice before declaring. "They settled it and still had us sleep in a freezing attic?! That's it, Logan's going down!"

Rogue nodded, and they headed down to breakfast, learning from Kitty along the way that they would be going to school today.

End