Ok, so my friend, lizzy, asked me the other day 'what was the fight about?" So I got the idea to write this chapter, which is going to be about the fight in the last chapter (which we only know happened, we don't know why) and a little Bobby and then, after this chappie, we'll get back to the Christmas theme. So keep, reading, enjoy, and REVIEW!

I also accept flames. Winter is on its way.

---xAmerican Angelx

Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men, Supernatural, or Heroes. But if I did, you would not find a happier girl anywhere.

--------------------------------Shortly After Returning From The Mall-----------------------------------------------------------

The mutant teenagers clamored out of the van the second Ororo pulled into the garage. Nobody was surprised that bickering was all that could be heard.

"No Kitty, don't even think about it!" Jubilee yelled as she pushed passed her.

"What do you mean, 'Don't even think about it'? It's my day to pick what we watch, Jubes! We're watching Supernatural!"

"No! The third season's sucking! We're watching Heroes! Peter Petrelli is so gorgeous!"

"He can't hold a candle to Dean! Or even Sam for that matter!"

"Are you blind or just stupid?"

"Oh my god, SHUT UP!" John yelled taking his hand out of Bobby's to pull Jubilee roughly by the arm, "All three of them are hot, just flip a freakin' coin for it!"

"NO!" The two girls yelled. John staggered back as if the sound waves emitting from their mouths had thrown him off balance.

Their fighting continued all the way to the TV room. Marie tried futilely to resolve the quarrel, and the guys had quit attempting to help after Jubilee had slashed at Bobby's face with her perfectly manicured, but very sharp, nails. She had missed by mere centimeters.

So, they decided to sit down on the couch and make out like their lives depended on it. Marie had finally given up as well. So she grabbed some popcorn and sat down, watching her two best friends fight to the death for the remote.

"Peter!"

"Sam and Dean!"

"Peter!

"Sam and Dean!"

"Zach!"

"Oh, yeah, he's really cute too! But still, SAM AND DEAN!"

Marie got bored after a minute or two and turned to talk to Bobby instead. The sight her eyes met did not please her.

"Can, you guys, like, not do that in front of me?" She asked, the bitterness sharp in her voice.

John pulled away from Bobby, "Aww… what's the matter little Miss Untouchable? Jealous?"

"No! Bobby did you hear what he just called me?"

But Marie found no support in Bobby, who was laughing instead.

"Bobby!"

"Sorry Marie, but you guys call him fire freak. That's not a very nice name either."

Kitty and Jubilee had obviously taken a pause in their vicious fight for the nine o'clock slot because Jubes said, "God Marie, leave them alone!"

"Yeah, if they wanna make out, let 'em make out," Kitty jumped in, "It gives us something to watch during the commercials. Don't you dare touch that remote Jubes!"

The battle resumed.

"Ya know Marie. I think I know why you're so wound up all the time," John said in a painfully fake innocent voice, theatrically throwing his arm around Bobby.

"Oh, John don't go there," Bobby said, suddenly nervous.

"Not only did your boyfriend dump you for someone else. He dumped you for his roommate. You've turned him gay. That would depress anyone, but the real reason-"

"Johnny, I'm beggin' you! Don't go there!"

"Don't call me Johnny! The real reason is, hey let's face it, little Miss Untouchable can't get laid."

"Oh god, he went there," Bobby muttered.

"You JACKASS!" Marie yelled, ripping off her gloves. She lunged at John, her hands around his neck. Johnny successfully pushed her off, but it was Bobby who stood up.

"Marie! What the hell is wrong with you!?" He shoved her shoulder more roughly than intended and she stumbled back several feet.

"Don't you push me, you ass! Don't you defend him either!"

"He's right! You are just jealous! You're jealous of Johnny!"

Something inside Marie snapped, "I don't care about getting taunted by John, but you Bobby?! That's the last straw!"

She jumped at him, this time there was no holding back. She had taken off her gloves and her hoodie, so Bobby was being bear-hugged by Marie's unclothed arms.

Kitty and Jubilee were blatantly unaware of what was going on, but their fight had turned vicious. It seemed almost as if the TV was forgotten and they were now just yelling, albeit still pulling on the remote, at each other for things that had happened months and even years ago.

Scott, Logan, and Jean barreled in. Bobby had slammed into the coffee table when Marie had jumped on him and the resulting crash had roused the exhausted adults.

"What the hell is going on in- MARIE!" Scott yelled.

"JOHN!" Yelled Jean. John had finally come to his boyfriend's aid, and jumped on Marie, a ball of fire in each hand.

Logan ran to the window and stuck his head out, "Stormy! We really could use a little help. Marie tackled Bobby without her gloves on and John jumped on Marie with his hands ignited and Jubes-"

Kitty had finally pulled the oldest trick in the book and let go of the remote while Jubes was still pulling. Jubilee sailed back, straight into the TV. The crash was followed by the sound of crackling electricity.

"-just broke the TV!"

Scott and Jean were still trying to pull Marie, John, and Bobby (who had lost conciseness several seconds ago) apart. Jean yelled, "Ro! Please!"

They heard from outside, "I'm coming!" and breathed a sigh of relief.

-------------------------------Med Lab- The Next Morning----------------------------------------

Bobby opened his eyes to find John staring at him. The look of concern on his face changed into relief when he noticed that Bobby had awoken.

"Dr. Grey!" He yelled, "He's up!"

Jean walked into the room, a warm smile on her face, "Hello, Bobby. I'm glad to see you're up. How are you?"

"I feel fine," Bobby said truthfully, "Uh, but what happened? Why am I- oh wait I remember now," Bobby sat up and smacked John upside the head.

"Ow! What the hell was that for?"

"It's you're fault Marie jumped on me. If you hadn't have pissed her off and I didn't have to defend you this never would have happened."

"It's not my fault you love me," John smirked, "I just have that affect on people."

"St. John, the humble," Bobby laughed, "I see Marie's almost successful attempt to strangle you and suck out your life at the same time hasn't damaged your ego."

"Oh, please, there isn't a damn thing that can damage my ego. It's like made of fuckin' adamantium. And don't call me that god-awful name!"

"Language, John," Jean said automatically. She hadn't expected him to listen. It was just drilled into her mind that she should say at least something.

"Yeah, yeah, shame on me," John said quickly and with little emotion, "Anyway, Bobby, we got Danger Room in ten minutes, you up for it?"

"Hell yeah," Bobby said, sitting up, "I feel great."

"Bobby, I'd rather you sit out your Danger Room training today. Marie held on to you for a while yesterday. I'm not sure if you're up to it."

Bobby groaned, "That's not fair. I'm fine! Wait, how long did Marie hold on to me for?"

Jean shrugged, "Long enough that she was freezing everything she touched for quite some time, she might even still have your abilities."

Bobby whispered in John's ear, "How many memories do you think she sucked up?"

"Oh crap," John muttered, "I hope not much. 'Cause if she did, and she still has your ice thing, I'm a dead man walking."

"You're a dead man walking, anyway John," Jean smirked, "I don't think I've seen her this mad since Bobby dumped her for you. She might even be worse."

John gulped, "Worse?" He remembered vividly when Bobby had told Marie about them. John ended up out cold in the med lab for two weeks. And Marie had burned everything she came in contact with for a month.

Bobby's words mirrored John's thoughts, "I don't think it could get much worse than that."

"Think that if you want, but remember, I'm the mind reader."

John shivered a little.

"But back to you, Bobby. You seem okay, but I don't think that you should be fighting just yet. I'll tell Storm to reschedule your Danger Room time. But, in the meantime, I don't want you two to just veg out all day in front of the TV. Do something productive."

"We couldn't veg out in front of the TV anyway," John said, "It's broken."

"Hmm…" Jean said thoughtfully, "I though Scott told Logan to fix it."

"Oh he did," Bobby said, "And Logan did fix it."

"And it's still broken?"

"No," John butted in, "But nobody wants to be the one who has to turn it on."

Jean still looked confused.

"Logan's not exactly Mr. Handyman. We're kinda afraid it'll blow up or something like that."

Jean rolled her eyes but smiled nonetheless, "Good, now you don't have an excuse not to do something productive."

"Well what do you want us to?" Bobby asked.

"Well, I know that Storm told Piotr and Warren to go out and chop down a Christmas tree about twenty minutes ago, but I'm sure they haven't left yet. Piotr needed to eat some breakfast and Warren wanted to shower. They'll be leaving soon, though. Go with them."

John groaned, but Bobby smiled, "Sounds like fun!" he said.

"Fun? Cutting down trees, in the freezing cold of winter? Fun?"

Bobby nodded.

"Fine," John grumbled, "But, you know I'm stealing every sweatshirt you own, Drake!"

"I'd be concerned if you weren't."

OoOoO! Bobby and John are going to get a tree with Piotr and Warren! What will happen? You're guess is as good as mine.

Oh, and by the way. I am fully aware that Heroes and Supernatural are not on on the same night, but that doesn't really matter because it's my fic and I call the shots.

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