Jean Grey yawned, and sat down in a fluffy arm chair, looking at the newly risen sun, and thinking about what a wonderful Saturday it would be. The younger students were away on a field trip, and she and her boyfriend Scott had planned on spending the whole day together. Nothing could mess today up!

Ding dong!

Jean started. Who would be ringing the doorbell this early on a Saturday?

Ding dong! Ding dong! Dingdongdingdong! Ding dong!

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Jean said, hurrying to the front door. She unlocked it, and pushed it open. "Sorry to keep you- Hey, what are you- is that Magneto?!"

"Yes," said Wanda Maximoff. Her brother nodded from where he was holding his unconscious father's arm where he was slumped between his children.

"Is he ok?"

"Just some minor head trauma. He should be fine," Pietro said easily.

"Head trauma? What did you do?" Jean asked, slightly confusedly.

"What? Where am I? What happened?" Magneto slurred, finally waking up. Wanda dropped his arm, grabbed his helmet from near her feet and-

WONG!

-hit him over the head with it. Jean's jaw dropped to her knees.

"What is going on here?" She cried.

The twins shared a look. "We can explain," Wanda said.

"We need you to wipe Magneto's mind," Pietro added.

Jean leaned against the door frame. "That is so not an explanation. Why don't you come in? You can put Magneto on the couch." She was uncertain if she should offer the Maximoffs drinks. What was the proper protocol for this situation? "Why do you want me to wipe your father's mind? Did you do something?"

"Other than knock him out with his helmet, once on accident and once on purpose? Not lately."

"Pietro, hush. Look, Magneto's our father, and we admire him very much. But as far as actual parenting comes in, something seems to be…lacking," Wanda explained.

"But we realized that if certain events in our dear father's past were to be forgotten, he might actually try raising us himself!" Pietro continued. "We had an older sister named Anya, and from what we've heard, Magneto was quite affectionate with her."

"And Wade says that once the Professor wiped his mind for a while, and he became a kindergarten teacher. And in an alternate timeline, he got remarried and had a son named Charles, whom he got along fine with."

"Then there was that whole clone thing, and Joseph didn't have all Magneto's memories, and we got on really well!"

"But then Magneto killed him," Wanda finished.

"So we don't want to hurt him, all we want is a decent father," Pietro said.

Jean still felt confused. Magneto had a clone? There was another Maximoff sibling? Someone was crazy enough to marry Magneto? Who was Wade? And should she really even consider their request? "Look, I don't think I'm powerful enough to try to wipe someone's mind like that. I might end up breaking something. Um, maybe you could come back another day and talk to Professor Xavier?"

"Nah, we'll head over to the Braddocks' house next and see if they're home," Pietro said.

"Can you get me and Magneto over the ocean together?" Wanda asked, standing up.

"Hmm, Magneto first. I'll come back for you. And I'll bring some tea cakes from that shop you like," Pietro promised.

"Why are cakes better in Britain?" Wanda wondered as they left.

Jean shut the door behind them, and then sat back down, still trying to puzzle out what had just happened.

"Hey Jean! Ready for breakfast? I've got the X-Jet, so we can go anywhere," Scott said, walking into the room.

"As long as it's nowhere near Britain, I'm good," Jean said, wanting to avoid all Maximoffs until Magneto woke back up.

"What?"

"Never mind. Let's go!"