After a couple hours of wrestling with the kids to get them to bed, Jean and Scott had final resigned to cleaning the kitchen. After Kurt had started by throwing a sandwich at Wanda, the room went to chaos. Wanda and Remy had glowing projectiles, Kurt was teleporting to avoid the objects, Ororo had been using wind to blow things away from her as she was eating, Logan had used his claws to crawl up the walls, Kitty was phasing in and out screaming, and poor Piotr was in his metal form trying to sleep after scarfing his food before the battle started. To say the least, the room was a mess.

Scott and Jean had put the kids down to bed. It was only seven, but the kids had still used up a lot of energy. The Professor also helped.

Due to the situation, everyone's rooms had been slightly altered. Scott and Jean got their own rooms moved to the first floor for the time being, closer to the two rooms the children had been housed in for the moment. Piotr, Remy, Logan, and Kurt shared a room connected to Scotts, and across the hall, Jean's room was connected to the girls; Rogue, Kitty, Wanda and Ororo.

"Scott, how are we going to do this?"

"I figured you could start at the top of the dining room, I'll start in the kitchen and move my way out towards the dining room and help you out where ever you are," Scott commanded, showing just how much he loved to play the leader. Jean rolled her eyes.

"I'm talking about the other X-Men. I mean, we're not ready to take care of kids! We're only kids ourselves! Scott I'm scared." Jean ran over to him and Scott wrapped her in a hug. They both reveled on this. Scott had recently turned 23, and Jean had a few months to go.

"I don't know, Jean. But hopefully with Forge, the Professor and Dr. McCoy working on it they'll be back to normal soon."

"This is all my fault," Jean moaned. "If I had just kept my thoughts under con…"

"Jean!" Scott held her at arm length, forcing her to star through his red glasses and see the faint trace of his glaring eyes. "This is not your fault. There were too many variables, and everything just… happened. You are NOT to blame"

"But, It's just…"

"No. Stop that now. You and me, we can handle this. We KNOW these kids. They're just younger versions. Despite what you may think, you can handle this. Just look at how Rogue has taken to you already? I mean, come on! It's Rogue!"

"Haha, I guess you're… at least kind of right. I can only do this with you," she smiled. They hugged each other for a bit longer before deciding to move on and start cleaning. All the while, talking about how they thought each little tyke would act in light of they're older personalities.

XxXxX

"Hank, how long until you can fix it?"

"Forge and I have analyzed it and the only variable we can find is Jean herself."

"Am I to assume then that Jean is then just required to reverse the process?"

"As far as I can tell: Yes. Do you want me to go and get them?"

"Not yet. I feel as if there are some lessons here that need to be learned. Although I do ask that forge continue working on analysis to see if anything is missing from the report, but could you please plan on helping Jean and Scott. I have full faith in their abilities, but it is still going to be a challenge."

"I will do what I can."