Hang On A Sec
Chapter Three – Way To Go, Sherlock
A small bookcase had been upended, spilling its books everywhere. A vase of flowers (probably a gift from Gambit to Rogue) that once sat on top of the bookcase lay in pieces on the floor. A picture of Gambit and Rogue lay face down on the floor with a broken frame.
"We are so doomed," Jubilee said.
"Uh-oh," Kurt said.
"We'd better get out of here before someone comes," Bobby said. He created an ice slide out the window and hopped on it. Kurt and Jubilee hefted the bag on the slide and then went down after it. They landed in the grounds behind the mansion.
"We need to get the bag out of sight before someone comes," Bobby hissed at them.
"Leave it to me!" Kurt didn't bother trying to pick up the bag but instead placed his hand on it and bamfed away.
"I wonder where he'll take it," Bobby said to Jubilee.
"Where he'll take what?" growled a voice behind them.
Bobby froze. Literally. Then he un-iced himself and turned around to see Logan towering over him.
"Oh, um, hi Logan!" Jubilee said false cheerfully.
"Don't 'um, hi Logan' me," Logan snarled. "I smelled Iceboy and the Furball in Storm's room. I want to know why." He glared at them. Bobby gulped.
"What were you doing in Storm's room?" Jubilee asked Bobby curiously.
"Ah! So you admit you were in Storm's room?" Logan barked.
"No! I wasn't in her room! Well, I mean, uh, I mighta accidently– hey! Why were you in Strom's room!"
"It doesn't matter. What were you doing in Storm's room?"
"Nothing," Bobby said, a little too quickly and, heh heh, stormed away.
"Get back here, Iceboy!"
The fight that ensued was short. Bobby courageously subdued the Wolverine with blasts of ice. The fight ended when the Wolverine was down. Wait, that doesn't sound right. Hang on. Ah, here we go: Bobby courageously (or stupidly, depending how you look at it) tried to subdue the feral Wolverine. He even managed to give Logan frostbite when he froze him in the shape of a flower, but Logan broke out, brandishing his claws. At the first sight of adamantium, Bobby took off. Logan caught him when he slid on some ice and went flying, landing right on top of the young cryokinetic.
"Ha! Gotcha!"
"Aaaaaahhh! I didn't do anything! I'm innocent! I'm innocent! Help!"
"What's going on here?" said a voice.
The crowd made a path for the voice. Well, the voice's body.
"Rogue!" Logan said in surprise. "You're back early. Did you forget something again?"
"We decided to come back early," Gambit said, stepping forward from where he was standing behind Rogue.
"Vhat's going on here?" Kurt bamfed into the circle, "Vhy are Gambit and Rogue here?"
"We decided to come back early," Gambit repeated, though this time he added an eye roll.
"Oh," Kurt said. "Oh, but, your date!" He bamfed over to Rogue and put his arms around her. "It's okay, Rogue. I'm here for you, even if Gambit doesn't want you."
"Kurt, you idiot!" Rogue yelled. "Gambit did not break up with me! What are you doing?"
"Just being a good brother!" cried Kurt.
"Get your arms off me before I take them off for you!" And with that, she swept upstairs. Gambit left soon after.
The room was left in an awkward silence until–
"Bobby!" yelled an irate Jean Grey as she stormed down the stairs. "Did you freeze all my clothes?" Her face matched the color of her hair, making her look like an exploding tomato.
"Uh, well, I mighta gotten lost in the teacher's wing," he said.
"What do you mean, 'gotten lost'?" Jean said dangerously.
"I was, uh, looking for a teacher," Bobby said pathetically.
"Kurt!" yelled Scott as he ran into the room. "Why does my entire room smell like sulfur?"
It was Kurt's turn to come up with an excuse.
"Uh, uh, I, uh, accidently miscalculated my teleportation?" It came out almost like a question.
"Kurt!" Scott yelled again. "Accidental teleportation is no excuse to be in my room!"
"Hey! No one yells at you when you make a mistake!" Kurt yelled back.
Scott opened his mouth to yell back, but then shut it. Then opened it again, then shut it. And opened it again, and shut it. And opened it, and shut it. Open, shut. Open, shut. You get the picture.
Bobby tried to inch closer and closer to the door to escape while Jean was occupied watching Scott move his mouth.
"Bobby!" Jean remembered she was supposed to be yelling at him. "You won't get away form me that easily!"
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh!" Bobby screamed as he ran away from her. "A red monster has attached itself to Jean's head and is now making her chase me! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh! Logan, save me!"
Logan froze like a deer caught in headlights.
"Argh! You'll pay for that, Bobby!" Jean used her telekinesis to hoist Bobby in the air so he couldn't run.
"Alright, alright, break it up." Logan finally remembered he was a teacher and, more importantly, he had claws. "Jean, put the Iceboy down. Now, tell me what happened."
"He froze my clothes!"
"She chased me around the mansion, and it's Iceman, not 'Iceboy'!"
"Shut up, Bobby!" This was yelled by the crowed now watching the exchange.
"Right. Iceboy, Furball, you two have got an early morning training session in the DR with me tomorrow."
"Vhat?" cried Kurt. "Vhat did I do?"
Logan merely pinched the bridge of his nose.
"I need a vacation."