I do believe that the title of this thing is misleading. It didn't take ten days. If it did, I must have been unconcious for most of them and just don't remember. That is quite possible I suppose. Anyways...

"Do tell, how did I become part of the latest scoop?" Bubble and Kitty gave each other the look that I had come to know was them deciding who got to tell. I never could understand how they came to agree on it. Apparently, Bubble won over this time.

"Did you just miss that entire scene back there?" Blank stare on my part. "You ran into Bobby and Rogue." I nodded. "And then Gambit." Another nod. They were stating facts. Where was the gossip? "Therefore incoporating all members of this strange soap opera worthy ordeal." She cleared her throat. "Well, Bobby and Rogue are going out now, but in case you haven't noticed, now that they can touch and everything, they seem to be losing something. The mystery and everything is gone. So, it's rather obvious that you like Bobby, and unless our resources are mistaken, he's been watching you as well. And our resources are rarely mistaken."

"And Rogue?"

"Oh come on Whisper, the flirtatioustheif you ran into-quite literally-a matter of minutes ago? Isn't it obvious?"

"He flirts with everyone."

"Yes," Kitty interjected, "but he stalks Rogue." She had a point. He had been following rather closely behind her and Bobby...and he had sulked away. Hmmmmmmm...this had the possibility to work out in my favor...maybe if I teamed up with Gambit or something...

"Whisper, you're zoning out." I nsapped out of the vision of me and Gambit attacking Rogue and Bobby, each of us then running away with the object of our affection over our shoulder. Me carrying Bobby was actually a pretty funny image. I looked attentively at Bubble, as I always do when I snap out of my dream world.

"Yeah, I know." They both nodded kind of strangely. "Oh! You'll never guess what this one bird told me!" They both raised their eyebrows expectantly. "Now, I don't know details, but it had something to do with Wolverine and a trombone." Bubble had listened more intently at mention of Wolverine, but just stared at me like I was crazy when the trombone came up.

Crazy, hey I was crazy once! They put me in a round room and left me to die, but you can't die without a corner. So I started to dig. That's when the ants came. Ants? I hate ants. They make me crazy. You know, since you mentioned it, I was crazy once. They put me in a round room and left me to die, but you can't die without a corner. So I started to dig. But then theants came. Oh my goash, I hate ants! They make me crazy. Crazy? I was crazy once. They put me in a round room and left me to die.Ack! I've just been whacked in the head with a pillow. Fine, nevermind, I was never crazy, no round room, no digging, no ants.

"Ok, you have to share." I was distracted by the very bird that had told me this yesterday.

"Hang on." I chased after the bird and managed to get it to stop and land on a tree near me. I said before I don't exactly communicate to animals with words, but I will put to words our conversation so that it's easier to understand. "I have a few questions about Wolverine and the trombone."

"I don't know too much, but he has it again now, and it's causing horrible noise."

"Where?"

"That way." With that it flew away.

"Alright guys, a little birdy told me that if we go that way we'll see Wolverine and a trombone." We headed over as quietly as a giggling mass can be. There was an appaling sound coming from the mansion after we ducked inside. We peeked into the window in the door and saw Wolverine standing there, with all the other windows closed, attempting to play a trombone. For all of 12 seconds, we stood there and watched silently, but it was just too much. He hit a horrible, overblown, ear spiltting high note and we collapsed in laughter. Furious, he spun around and saw us laying there in a heap.

"What're you doing here?" he growled, trying to hide the trombone behind his back.

"A little birdy told us you were playing a trombone," I managed to gasp through my laughter, "guess they were right." I tried to look him in the eye, but lost it after a few seconds.

"Why?" Bubble finally managed to say. She was sitting cross legged on the floor. He hesitated for a moment then grabbed her by the arm , pulled her into the room and closed the door. Me and Kitty stopped laughing imediatly and stared after them. Kitty started to move forward, but the door opened again and Wolverine looked right at her.

"If you even think about phasing through this door, you'll regret it. That's not a threat, that's a promise." The door closed and we both scooted forward to try to listen through. After a few minutes, during which we could hear sounds of voices and some attempted trombone sounds, but couldn't make out a single word, the door opened and Bubble stepped out, her face a bit red.

"Alright, come on guys." She lead us outside to our unofficial clubhouse, if you will. "Ok, first off, the trombone was only because of a bet with Colasusus or something." She glanced at Kitty, but Kitty shrugged at this news of her boyfriend's apparent gambling.

"How long did it take him to tell you that?"

"Oh, not that long, but then I told him I thought guys who played instruments were hot, so he tried to play some more. But it was horrible, so I pulled the thing away from him and kissed him. That took awhile." We all erupted into giggles, as teenage girls so often do.

"Well it's about time!" Kitty said after she regained control of herself. "I mean, you've liked him for like forever, and you can't pretend you haven't seen him staring at you."