Yes, there's more. Yes, it actually might be more terrible than last time. Yes, I specifically went through this and added more Darwin jokes to upset my wonderful friend (you know who you are). Yes, I might be slightly mentally deranged.

Erik knew setting up an impromptu sporting event for the kids was a bad idea from the start.

And that was before it became a pun competition.

Because seriously, who sets up a competition for a bunch of hormone-riddled, overly-competitive, super powered teenagers. Oh yeah, Charles freaking Xavier. Erik's boyfriend came up with so many stupid ideas every single day that the metallokinetic honestly wondered how Charles was still alive. How any of them were still alive as a matter of fact. First it had been let Raven electrocute Erik as 'practice' in a public place but let's not forewarn Erik shall we? Then it was let's stand right next to the target Alex is firing at when he's not yet mastered his control. There had also been encourage Hank to let go of his human side, and let Sean practice knocking people unconscious with his scream on live human targets. Both of which Erik had not been told about and both of which had nearly scared Erik shitless. But that's a story for another time.

Charles dragged Erik along by his hand towards the kids, who were all babbling excitedly and jumping around doing warmups, Alex seemingly greatly enjoying his efforts to stab Darwin before his powers kicked in to protect him, a massive grin on both of their faces. Erik resisted face palming with great effort; if Darwin could come back to life, he could survive being run through with a stick made of wood. It took a long, calming breath and a stern mental reminder that Charles would disapprove to stop Erik lifting a discus into the air with his powers and beating everyone repeatedly around the head with it.

A rather mischievous telepath beamed up at him. "C'mon Erik, it's just a sports competition. What can go wrong?"

What indeed.

(*I*I*I*)

"Is he dead?"

Erik's head whipped up from where he was examining his unconscious boyfriend to glare at Sean. "No he's not dead, and he wouldn't be unconscious either if you were actually any good at baseball."

Sean murmured a petulant comment about how maybe he was aiming for Erik's head, but was smart enough to not let Erik hear it.

Charles groaned as he edged back to wakefulness, and Erik carded a worried hand through his hair. "Charles, are you alright? Say something."

Sleepy blue eyes opened. "I was wondering why that baseball kept getting bigger. Then it hit me."

Erik groaned loudly even as he smiled with relief. Charles was obviously fine if he was back to making truly abominable puns.

The kids seemed delighted too: Alex was grinning from ear to ear and Raven was jumping up and down and doing her best performing seal impression of laughing and clapping.

Sean smirked at Erik in a way Erik knew he was going to hate in a minute. "Since Mr Grumpypants is probably going to make us stop playing sports now the Professor got hurt, why don't we hold a sports-based pun competition while Charles recovers? After all, I'm sure it will make him feel better, right Professor?"

Charles winked. "Oh absolutely Sean, what an excellent idea. Why don't you start?"

Erik watched the proceedings with a mounting sense of muted horror. "Why don't we not-"

Sean talked right over him, face screwed up in concentration. "Alright then...I couldn't quite remember how to throw a boomerang, but eventually it came back to me."

Erik let out an irritated breath. Charles patted his hand in a completely non-sympathetic way. It was official, Erik's boyfriend was actually pure evil.

"Sean, that was shocking." Raven reprimanded. "Let me have a go." She thought about it for a second. "I used to have a fear of hurdles, but I got over it."

There were a few grins, but they were more at the expense of Erik than from any humour they found in the puns. It was obvious that if Erik didn't desperately want to make sure his injured boyfriend was 100% fine, he would've been miles away by now.

Alex, who was still leaning on a javelin which he's been attempting to impale Erik with for the best part of the morning, smirked wickedly. "I've got two things which are long and straight, and the other one's this javelin."

This time everyone except Sean (who was in near hysterics) and Darwin (who simply rolled his eyes repeatedly at his best friend) groaned at Alex's dirty sense of humour. An oddly purple-coloured Hank slapped Alex on the arm harder than he (probably) meant to, and the appropriately named Havoc staggered off clutching at his arm.

Raven turned to her boyfriend expectantly, but he only shrugged. "Sorry, I've got nothing. I always avoided sport, not my thing really for obvious reasons."

Raven sighed in disappointment and turned back to her brother. "Anything to add Charles?"

Charles rubbed his left temple where the baseball had hit and said, with a completely deadpan expression: "I did have a joke about amnesia, but I've forgotten how it goes."

Erik had had enough. He scooped up his boyfriend and, ignoring Charles' indignant yells of "Put me down this instant Erik!", floated up into the air and zoomed towards the house. Because as much as he truly loved his boyfriend, he was not putting up with anymore puns.

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