Don't Prank a Kitten
A/N: Mmwwahaha here's the last chapter. Enjoy, guys.
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Chapter 3:
Kurt and Kitty had a wonderfully evil plan. It wouldn't take much effort, so Evan and Rouge didn't need to help, but they were in on it. They knew to stay clear when the moment came.
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It was a sunny, cheery morning at the Institute. Before everyone else was up, and the kitchen bustled with activity, Logan and a few of the other teachers were having breakfast. Storm was near the window, eating a muffin. Hank grabbed a banana, read the front page of the paper for a moment, and returned to his room. Scott was up prepping himself for the day ahead.
Just then, Kitty walked in, a bleary expression on her face. She looked half-dead, and it was no surprise. Kitty usually wasn't up before eight. Logan raised a thick eyebrow when she shuffled into the kitchen.
"What're you doing up this early, half-pint?" he asked, glancing over the paper.
Kitty shrugged and blinked at him. "Bad night. Woke up at five and couldn't get back to sleep."
She made her way into the food preparation area of the kitchen. As soon as she was out of sight of the others, she straightened up, stretched, and smiled widely. "Oooh this is gonna be good," she cackled under her breath. She reached into the pocket of her pajama bottoms and pulled out a bunch of salt packets. She wiggled her eyebrows mischievously and ripped a packet open.
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Twenty minutes later, students started coming downstairs for breakfast. Storm retreated to the back part of the kitchen. Logan stuck around to finish the paper.
A few students grabbed breakfast and scattered themselves around the table. Logan sat at the end, away from everyone else. He made it very clear that he didn't want to be bothered. Just then, Kitty walked by with a cup of coffee. She sniffed it and smiled.
"This'll wake me up," she said with a happy sigh.
Logan smelled the coffee and lifted his eyes away from the paper. "Hey, half-pint, yah think you could get me a cup ah joe?" he asked gruffly.
Kitty set her coffee down and nodded. "You like it straight black? I've got some left in the coffee pot."
"Yup. No cream or sugar or anythin', just nice and black."
So Kitty went over to the counter, poured Logan a cup of coffee, and handed it to him. "Thanks," he grumbled, taking the steaming cup. He sniffed it.
Kitty picked up her cup and walked away. As she passed the sink, she poured her coffee down the drain. She was five feet away from the doorway when she heard a horrible gargle of shock from the table. Logan had frozen, the cup of coffee right at his lips. His free hand flew over his throat, and a second later, he spat coffee all over the floor.
"Ah!" he cried, sounding more like a wild animal than an angry man. "Pryde, you put salt in my coffee?" he roared in disbelief. Kitty, who was standing at the other end of the kitchen, suddenly feared for her life. Logan jumped up and started moving towards her. His eyes were burning and livid, as if lazer beams might shoot out them at any moment.
Kitty's heart jackhammered. Logan dangerously close now, and closing the distance quickly. Hurry up, Kitty thought, closing her eyes. Just then, Kurt popped up behind her, grabbed her around the waist, and they both disappeared. Logan just missed Kitty. He stood in the place where she had been a moment ago and seethed.
Somewhere safer, Kurt and Kitty reappeared. "Whoa, like, could you have cut that any closer?" Kitty asked, a little breathless.
Kurt chuckled. "Zorry. I came as zoon as I heard Logan scream."
Kitty sighed and pushed a loose strand of hair out of her face. "Did you guys hear any of that?" she asked Rouge, Evan, and a few other students who were waiting around eagerly.
They all nodded. "Great, well, I hope Jamie got it all on camera," Kitty added. "Speaking of which, where is he?"
"Probably still in the kitchen filming the carnage," Kurt offered.
"Probably. Can you go get him?"
Kurt nodded and disappeared with a *bamf*.
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All of the students were gathered around Kitty's laptop. Somehow, fifteen students had squeezed around the tiny screen and were watching it excitedly.
"Where is it?" Amara asked impatiently.
"Hold on, hold on," Kitty grumbled. "Lemme pull up YouTube."
"Aha! There!" Jamie pointed a finger at a video link.
"Wow, two million hits?" Jubilee asked.
"Dude, cool," Bobby commented. "Like, can we please watch the video now?"
Kitty clicked on the video. "You can all thank Jamie for filming this on his camera phone," Kitty whispered as the video started.
"Shh," someone hissed.
And everyone sat around watching that morning's event on YouTube—Logan sipping his salted coffee, making a painful face, spitting it everywhere, running after Kitty, not catching her, and then swearing up a beautiful storm. By the end of the video, every single student was howling with laughter.
"Oh, zat was vunderbar," Kurt said, still giggling. "Just awezome."
"You guys are friggin geniuses," Tabby commented, wiping the tears of laughter away from her eyes.
"Ja, danke, but I zink we're finished pranking people for now," Kurt said, sitting back. Several people looked at him.
He grinned hugely. "Vell, not quite yet. I might do one more."
"On who?" Amara asked eagerly.
Kurt grinned wider. "Ze professor," he announced, and everyone leaned in. "Now, here's vhat we'll do…"
*Fin*
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A/N: Yay it's finished! Hope this made you laugh. And no, I'm not going to tell you what they do to the poor professor. Leave it to your imagination. :)
-The Ember Raven