The Party Begins

Saturday night

"We have five minutes," Kurt announced setting up a table with drinks, the alcoholic and nonalcoholic kind.

Pete walked in with a bunch of big CD organizers. He set them up at another table and sat down getting the CD player ready. "Kitty?"

"Yeah?"

"Get me a pint?"

"If you ask nicely."

Pete rolled his eyes. "I'll just get it merself."

"Feel the love," Kurt smirked.

"I have a very strong urge to phase off your clothes after everyone, like, gets here."

Pete raised his eyebrows. "You can do that?"

"And if you don't stop being so rude I'll do the same to you," she warned.

Pete gave her a long, evaluating look. "Go ahead, let's just go upstairs for some privacy-"

"Shut up!"

"Where's Brian?" Rogue asked as Betsy walked in.

Betsy shook her head. "Sometimes I wonder if we're even related. He fell asleep doing his homework. I just left him there."

"I'm not surprised," Pete said shaking his head.

"De others are here," Remy announced. John and Pietro both practically bounced in.

"Please tell me they haven't been in the pixie sticks again," Kitty pleaded with Wanda as the Scarlet Witch approached.

Pietro grabbed a beer. "I love you," he said to Remy who had been the one who had gotten the alcohol for them.

"Remy keeps tellin' y' Remy don' swing dat way."

"Not bad, Pryde," Wanda admitted. She looked a head. "John, put that lighter down!"

"Our friends," Rogue said. "Kitty, we need normal friends."

"Yep," Kitty agreed. Amanda walked in.

"Liebchen," Kurt smiled. "I missed you." The two kissed sweetly. The new recruits walked in.

"Jamie, Rahne, you two can't drink," Sam announced.

"That's okay," Rahne said smiling at her long-time crush. "A'm just happy ye let us come."

"Of course we let ya come. You're our friends. The party wouldn't be the same without you."

"And we were afraid the kid would tell the professor," Ray said.

"Smart move," Jamie smiled. The night wore on and most of the people at the party got a little drunk or at least buzzed.

The request came from the strangest of people, Wanda. "Let's play Truth or Dare." The others looked at her as though she had sprouted a second head. "What? I've never played it before."

"I'm in," Kitty said.

"All right," Rogue agreed reluctantly, if Wanda was going to play she could play too. The group sat in a circle. "Wanda, you get to start since it was your idea."

"Rogue," Wanda said smirking. "Truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"How do you feel about Remy?"

"Damn it," Rogue muttered. "He does annoy the hell out of meh... but Ah guess he's okay... and he is cute."

"Yes!" Remy exclaimed.

"Wanda?"

"Truth."

"How far have you and John gone?"

"Um... third base," Wanda said to laughter.

"I'll be right back," Kitty said. She phased through the floor and came back tossing something to Rogue.

"Why do ya want meh to wear that?"

"Just in case," Kitty shrugged.

"Tabby," Wanda said.

"Dare."

"I want you to dance topless to the Macarena," Wanda said. Tabby raised an eyebrow before shrugging and taking off her shirt. The guys cheered and whistled. Pete stood and put in a CD.

"Go," he nodded to her. She rolled her eyes and started the dance.

"That's fine," Wanda said after the first verse. Tabby put her shirt on and sat back down. "Rahne?"

"Um... truth?"

"Okay, exactly how long have you had a crush on Sam?"

"I..."

"You have to answer the question."

"Since A joined the team."

"You have a crush on meh?" Sam asked.

"Aye," Rahne admitted blushing. "Amara."

"Truth."

"What exactly were you and Berto doing last night?"

"Nothing happened," Amara said. "We were just sitting out on the roof and fell asleep."

"Kitty," Amara said.

"Truth."

"What was the most you and Lance ever did?"

"Kiss," Kitty admitted. "Wisdom."

"Yes, virgin?"

She glared at him. "Truth or dare."

"Dare."

"I dare you to be at least civil to me for the rest if the night. No making fun of me and no crude innuendo."

"Fair enough," Pete shrugged. "John."

John looked up from where he was playing with his lighter. "Dare."

"Give me that bloody lighter."

"Her name is Betsy and I get 'er back, right?"

"Wotever," Pete said pocketing "Betsy."

"A lighter is names after me," Betsy said slowly.

"Pietro," John said.

"Truth."

"How many shiela's have ya been with?"

"Dated or sex?"

"Both."

"I've dated eighteen or twenty, I'm not sure which. I've had sex with three."

"That was unexpected. Ah thought the number would be bigger," Rogue admitted.

"Betsy."

"Truth."

"Where was your first time?"

"On the playground."

"Tell me you weren't a kid."

"Of course not! I was sixteen. My boyfriend at the time and I went there and... Rogue."

"Dare."

"Kiss Remy." Rogue's eyes widened and Remy grinned. "On the lips for over thirty seconds."

"Ah... but..."

"Gonna take a chicken, luv?"

"Fahne, Ah'll do it." Rogue sauntered over to Remy and straddled his legs before kissing him. Remy's arms encircled her waist and he pulled her close. Rogue sighed happily at the simple novelty of touching him. Remy took the opportunity to deepen the kiss. Rogue pulled away quickly blushing.

"That was twenty-five seconds," Betsy announced.

"Shut up, Bets," Rogue growled.

"I have an idea," Tabby said with a wicked grin.

"That is never a good thing," Ray said.