Hello once again people. Thank you very much for reading.
Hey, just a warning: I may mess up on a regular basis do to my lack of viewing X-men: evolution. The channel it used to be on never comes in very clearly so a lot of what I write is based on fanfiction, the old cartoons, comics, and (please forgive me) the first two movies. (Me no likey the third one sticks tongue out).
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Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men: Evolution (Sob), Mapquest, (If I did it would be a lot more accurate :o ), Pirates of the Carribean, Lord of the rings, A Cinderella story, Orlando Bloom (there's a strange thought), Johnny Depp (Eww, talk about a freak of nature) or Viggo Mortenson (otherwise I'd have a lot more money) so I don't make any money off of them and I don't want to lose any because of them.
)#BROTHERHOOD#(
Meanwhile, back at the institute . . .
"Yo Beast, where is everybody?" Todd asked the only resident remaining at the institute
as he and Fred raided the refrigerator.
"They've gone on a trip Mr. Tolanski and I would appreciate it if you did the same," Beast said in a polite but agitated voice.
"Good idea. We could use some Mystique-free time yo," Todd said, totally missing the point.
"That's not what I-" Beast began but was cut off.
"Hey guys, come check this out. The X-Geeks have been downloading directions from Mapquest. You know what I'm thinkin'?" John said as he shuffled through a pile of paper..
"That they're going to get lost. Remember when we tried to use Mapquest to get to Las Vegas that one time?" Fred commented, pulling his head out of the fridge.
"That's not what I'm talking about Blob. I mean-" John started.
"ROAD TRIP!" Pietro shouted as he ran zoomed around the kitchen.
"Oh, no. Logan's going to kill me," Beast said, dropping his head in his hands.
Hours later, somewhere...
"Hank, I'm gonna make a rug outta you," Logan snarled into the phone.
The Brotherhood now ran wild in the room that was supposed to shared by Scott, Logan, Remy, Kurt and Bobby.
"Stop jumping on the bed Toad! Pietro, that Reddy whip better be goin' in your mouth! Hank don't you dare hang- . . . #&$!" Logan cursed loudly when he was greeted by a dial tone.
He slammed the phone down on the receiver.
"Where's the Cajun?" he demanded.
"I think he said something about teaching those catholic school girls down the hall black jack," Fred informed.
"What? And nobody told me?" Logan and Pietro said in unison and Pietro ran out of the room.
Logan turned to everyone left in the room. "When we get home you're all grounded," He growled. "Especially Gumbo and the speed demon."
"You're going to ground us to the institute?" John asked.
"No. I'm going to ground the Brotherhood from coming to the institute and I'll deal out suitable punishments to the rest of you. And where the heck is Lance?" Logan demanded.
And now in the girls' bedroom... (Authors note: The opinions expressed at this point are not necessarily that of the author, Johnny Depp shudders icky, creepy, and just plain weird.)
"Viggo Mortenson was totally cuter in 'Lord of the rings'," Kitty said from where she sat on Lance's knee.
"Are you kidding? Johnny Depp in 'Pirates of the Carribean' was way cuter than that," Tabitha said.
Rogue rolled her eyes.
"You two are both wrong. Orlando Bloom in 'Pirates of the Carribean' was cuter than either of them," Jubilee said.
"Okay, she has a point," Kitty said.
"Hey! What about Lance Alvers from 'the Brotherhood'?" Lance demanded.
"Aww, of course you're cute Lance," Kitty said kissing him on the cheek. "You're just not Orlando Bloom."
Lance scowled.
"Hey guys, let's watch a movie," Kitty said, slipping off of Lance's knee to rummage through one of her bags.
"Yeah, that one," Jubilee said, pointing.
"Okay," Kitty said. She straitened up with a DVD case in her hands. She put the movie in the player and Lance and Rogue groaned.
"What's 'A Cinderella story'?" Renee asked.
"Chick-flick," Lance and Rogue mumbled.
"That is going off right now," Logan said as he entered the room dragging Remy in by his ear (Pietro had managed to evade justice). He did the same to Lance and marched them out of the room. "Lights out!" Logan snapped before shutting the door.
He marched the boys to the room which had now been torn to shreds.
" . . . got to use the Reddy whip so I get the silly-string!" John yelled at Pietro. Each of the boys had one end of the can and was pulling fiercely.
"I didn't get to use the whole can, Fred ate it," Pietro argued.
"That's your problem," John said pulling on the can. His hand slipped on the button and Logan received a stream of silly-string in the face.
"You want it?" Logan snarled snatching the can from the boys' hands. "Go fetch!" he said throwing the can out the open window.
"Hey!" John and Pietro said in unison.
"Brotherhood. Out. Now!" Logan said pointing toward the door.
"But we don't have enough money for gas and a room so we were kinda hoping you'd let us stay with you," Pietro said, attempting to give Logan an innocent look.
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Later...
What was I thinking? Logan asked himself from where he lay under one of the beds.
"Baa baa black sheep have you any wool? Yes sir, yes-" Fred sang.
"Knock it off will ya?" Logan interrupted.
"But I have to sing or I can't sleep," Fred argued.
Logan gave Todd-who was in the floor beside him- a questioning look.
"He's serious, yo," Todd said, nodding.
"Fine. Get it over with," Logan groaned pulling a pillow over his head.
Hours later...
Logan lay awake, unable to sleep due to the array of weapons being used against him.
"No! Don't take my lighter! I love my lighter. Please no, Mommy. Ahh! it wasn't Mom it was a demon wallaby! Give my lighter back! AHHHH! Mystique! Why were you disguised as Mommy and a demon wallaby? No! Don't throw my lighter out the window! You'll hurt it!" John yelled in his sleep.
Not to mention Fred's deep window rattling snore, Todd's which sounded like a weed-eater and Bobby's which sounded like 'Jubib-billy, Jubib- billy.'
Logan looked up at the bed he wasn't laying under. "You awake Scott?" He asked.
"How could I possibly sleep? Somebody had the bright idea having Lance sleep in my bed. And he keeps on whispering in my ear 'Kitty, I love you Kitty'," Scott snarled. "And if he puts his arms around me one more time . . . " he trailed off.
Logan smirked thinking that maybe being stuck under the bed wasn't that bad.
John sat bolt upright in bed. "MY LIGHTER!" he yelled before plopping back on his pillow.
"You tink dhey'd notice If we drowned him in de pool?" Remy asked from a dark(er) corner of the room.
"After a while he'd get to stinkin'," Pietro replied from on top of the bed that Logan was under. The one he was stuck sharing with the irritating Aussie.
"Maybe we could send him by way of the silly-string," Scott said.
"Now there's an idea." Logan pondered.
"Back evil wallaby! Stay away from my lighter! Ahh the koala's in league with you. Vile koala. You will pay!" John yelled then rolled out of bed and onto Blob.
"Pizza?" Fred asked.
"Kitty? Kitty is that you?" Lance asked. Wrapping his arms around Scott's waist.
Scott pushed Lance out of the bed and onto Todd.
"I don't wanna go to school Mystique, I wanna stay here with Wanda," Todd mumbled.
"What the heck am I doing down here?" Lance demanded.
"I have absolutely no idea," Scott said in an innocent voice.
"You pushed me," Lance accused.
"If you hadn't been so friendly I wouldn't have," Scott replied.
A puzzled expression crossed Lance's face. "What are you talking about?" he demanded.
"Kitty? Kitty is that you?" Pietro mocked. "I love you Kitty."
Lance turned around and glared at Pietro.
"I'm sleeping in the floor," Lance said, getting to his feet and grabbing his pillow and a blanket from the bed and tripping over Todd.
"Hmmm?" Todd asked.
Lance laid down in the floor at the end of one of the beds, grumbling about X-Geeks and idiots.
About half an hour later Logan crawled out from under the bed, shoving John and Fred just far enough for him to get up.
He made his way to the bathroom, stepping overtop of Lance as he went.
When he got to the bathroom he closed the door behind him and looked down to see Kurt asleep in the bathtub at which point he walked back out of the bathroom and laid down in the floor.
)ME(
John's sleep talking was inspired by my brother. In the middle of the night at my home you're likely to hear things like: "I don' wanna" "What if I change my mind?" and "Go 'way". It can be rather amusing at times. Mom used to listen by the doors to my brother and I's rooms because we admitted to things in our sleep. I've always had a problem with my overactive conscious but I don't think I sleep-confess any more, -K.T.