Disclaimer:I don't own X-Men:Evolution or it's characters, just my OC Molly Callum and any original characters/original background characters that might pop up from time to time.

Remy quickly started preparing fried chicken as Molly sat in the kitchen, watching him cook. Remy was just about to drop the first leg into the hot oil, when the Professor's voice called out into their heads. 'All students are to report to the foyer immediately.'

"Oh come on!" Remy said, frustrated. He put the chicken leg on the plate and left the room with Molly behind him. "I wonder who broke what this time," Molly said.

"Someone probably totaled Scott's car. Again," Remy smirked. He only hoped so.

They stood in the middle of the throng of students gathered around Charles Xavier. The student body was always growing, so it was hard to have breathing room in the foyer at times. Remy looked down at Molly. She looked squished in, like a duck among storks. Not to mention the somewhat worried look on her face as students continued to pile in around her.
Remy picked her up and placed her on his shoulders. "Air!" Molly rejoiced, "For once I'm glad you're tall."

"For once?" Remy's eyebrows scrunched together.

"Ummm..." Molly didn't know what to say to that.

Fortunately for her, Charles started speaking.
"I just received a telephone call. As some of you may know, a movie is being filmed here in Bayville. We've been asked to assist the police in security for the two weeks that the cast and crew will be here. You're all expected to be on your best behavior and _not_ disrupt the filming or disturb the cast. Anyone who causes too much of a distraction will be forced to stay home."

Questions suddenly abounded from the kids.

"Who's going to be in the movie?"

"What's the movie about?"

"Can we get autographs?"

"Can I stay home anyway?"

"Boring!" Ray, of course.

"I don't have all the details-" Charles started to say, but was interrupted by Kitty.

"I did a total internet search on it," Kitty looked excited and determined as she held out a print-out, "The movie is starring Max Vinettie and Jessica Karaba. It's their first film together. It's about a girl getting kidnapped and afterwards she has to go into the witness protection program, but in Russia. I guess it's a comedy," Kitty said.

"Yes, thank you Kitty," Charles said, "If the cast would like to sign autographs, that's fine, but no shenanigans. We'll be on the set tomorrow morning, at five. You're all dismissed."

The students dispersed, leaving Kitty, Kurt, Remy and Molly behind.

"I get to meet Max Vinettie! EEEEIIIII!" Molly screeched.

"Hey," Remy pulled her close, "Remember me? Your boyfriend?"

"I know, I know," Molly smiled, "I love you, but I've had a crush on Max since I was, like, fifteen! The hair!"

"Those eyes!" Kitty agreed.

"The smile!" Molly went on.

"That perfect complexion and the way he _sings_!" Kitty actually swooned, with her hand to her forehead as she fell against the back of the stairs bannister.

Remy let go of Molly. "I think maybe I'll ask the Professor to leave you two off of this assignment. Otherwise you're going to kidnap Max and then we'll be in real trouble."

"Oh shut-up," Molly shoved him playfully, "You're _always_ drooling over Jessica Karaba, so you can't say you're not excited too."

"True," Remy said, "Except I think I can keep myself in check."

Molly made a rude noise, crossing her arms. "Lies."

"Like we can't?" Kitty challenged.

Kurt and Remy looked at each other for all of three seconds then back at the girls.
"No," The boys said in unison.

"I know myself," Molly admitted, "I know how I'll react. It'll either be screaming, fainting, or both, so I'll own up to that."

"Good," Remy said, "I'd rather see you not do either, but I know it's inevitable."

"Ditto. So what are you going to say to _her_?" Molly raised an eyebrow.

"Something will come to me at the last moment, I'm sure," Remy smirked.

"Yeah, it's going to be 'ughbuh'," Kurt crossed his eyes.

"It'll be something eloquent," Remy feigned a glare at Kurt, "I'm rarely at a loss for words."

"Right," Kurt said.

Morning came and the students were at the area where the movie was filming by the crack of dawn. There had been another briefing so the kids knew where to go and where not to go and what to do.
The kids waited outside the set to meet the director, the police, and a few of the crew before going inside.

"My, but there certainly are a lot of you. I guess we'll have the whole parameter covered.I'm Simon Konner, the director. That's Captain Morgan from the police department, that's our head of security Mister Bubbles, there's the head of make-up and the on set therapist. We just need you to walk the grounds, keep the groupies off the set later in the day,
handle any suspicious actives. Please don't accost our cast or our crew. Help yourselves to the food carts, and please don't use your powers unless necessary. Thank you," Simon said.

"Hey, Mister Konner?" Kitty and Molly ran up to the director, "Will we ever get to meet Max Vinettie or Jessica Karaba?"

"They're going to be pretty busy, but I'll see if I can work something out after lunch. I can't have your entire school meeting them, however," Simon said.

"Them?" Molly giggled, "They're mostly little kids. They don't care."

"Couldn't care less," Kitty agreed.

"Right. I'll keep in touch," Simon walked off.

Molly and Kitty did another girly happy dance as Remy and Kurt came up behind them.

"You guys are too cheery for this early in the morning," Kurt rubbed his eye.

"Ditto," Remy yawned, "I'm excited too, but I could use a couple more hours of sleep before meeting Jessica. Be fresh. Ready."

"You could've opted out," Kitty said.

"We're not missing this," Kurt said, "It's a once in a lifetime opportunity."

Molly rolled her eyes. Remy hugged her hard.
"No matter what, I'll love you the most."

Molly smiled at him, "Yeah. Me t-t...t...t..."

Molly was looking past Remy, some yards down the lot.

Remy turned around to see the incredible, illustrious Max Vinettie had come out of his trailer. The young man had coffee in his hand and looked wide awake, dressed and ready for the day.

"It's him!" Kitty gasped, clutching Molly's hands as they stared on in awe.

"I know!" Molly said, holding Kitty's hands just as hard.

Remy noted that the girls looked a few shades paler as they just stared on at the movie star in shock and awe. He couldn't blame them, but he found it funny that they looked scared after going up against villians and the like. Now some famous guy was stupefying them so that they could barely talk.

They watched as Max looked around, locked up his trailer and walked off.

"Should we follow him?" Kitty grinned.

"As much as I want to, I'd rather not do anything to get us kicked off the set. You know what everyone said about not harassing the stars," Molly stood there looking conflicted.

"We wouldn't be _harassing_," Kitty waved her hand, still smiling, "Just following him around a little!"

"How about no?" Remy crossed his arms, "I'm glad we're here to keep you two in check."

"Yeah? Who's going to keep you in check?" Molly looked at him.

"Easy," Kurt said, "We'll keep each other in check."

The four of them stared each other down, like one would run off and ruin their first movie set experience for everyone in seconds.

"Why don't we go make sure there's no fans out here early," Molly said, "It is why we're here after all."

"Yes, let's go do that," Remy raised an eyebrow suspiciously.

The day wore on and the kids kept checking in with each other, but no one had seen any fans or anything suspicious occur since before daybreak.
After lunch, the X-Men, plus Molly were invited to meet the stars of the film. They waited in one of the many trailers for them to arrive, sitting on the sparse furniture in the tiny space.

"Petite, you're shaking," Remy put an arm around Molly.

"R-really?" Molly stuttered, "Uh, nerves. Just nerves."

"Try and get a grip," Remy said, "They're just people."

"Yeah, but not everyone looks so stunningly handsome. Max has a jawline you could cut a diamond on. And dimples," Molly smiled.

"Uh-huh," Remy said dryly, "Well, just don't run away with him and we're good."

Remy wasn't immune to being star-struck. Jessica Karaba had been his celebrity crush from way back, but he didn't talk about her very much. Just stared at pictures of her in magazines and saw her movies. Remy guessed it was a girl thing to talk non-stop about whatever handsome guy struck a girls fancy at the moment. No guy he knew ever really did that with girls.

"Ah don't see what the big deal is," Rogue said, "Pretty guys are worth a dime a dozen."

"Come on Rogue," Jean said, "You're saying you don't have a type?"

"Ah've got a type," Rogue smirked, "It just isn't some self-obsessed celebrity."

"Self-obsessed?!" Kitty and Molly both shared a murderous look, ready to defend Max if need be.

"We all get a little star struck, you don't have to be afraid to admit it," Scott said, trying to ease the tension, "You've got to like someone Rogue. Maybe someone not so mainstream?"

"Ah don't like anyone," Rogue crossed her arms, leaning back into the couch she was sitting on.

"That's just denial talking," Kurt said from a wheely chair, "We're going to wheedle it out of you until you tell."

"Ughh," Rogue rolled her eyes to the ceiling.

The name tossing quickly began.

"Damian Lavato?"

"Marcus Sherpan?"

"Armondo Curry?"

"Penn Tanner?"

"Maybe it's not a famous actor. Maybe it's a director or some poet or an author," Molly said, "Rogue is deep like that."

They didn't have time to discuss it further because the door opened. It was the director again, with Max Vinettie coming in behind him. Remy heard Molly and Kitty let out sharp gasp, watching their eyes turn to the size of dinner plates. He could practically hear their hearts beating harder from where he was sitting, but he could feel what they were feeling. Attraction and nervousness in droves.

Remy turned his attention back to the actor who had decided to grace them with his presence. Being a guy, Remy didn't see what all the fuss was about, but Max was an obviously good looking guy, that was clear. Except he was much shorter then Remy expected. Maybe...a little over a head taller then Molly. Remy itched to point it out to Kurt, but couldn't since they were all in such a confined space. Max's black hair matched his jeans and overshirt. His light blue eyes shone with happiness. It all made Remy sick.

"Mister Konner said there we're two lovely young ladies eager to meet me," Max gave them all a charming smile. Remy rolled his eyes. Hard.

"Oh no," Kitty blushed, "We all wanted to meet you!"

"Some more then others," Rogue dead-panned.

"Mostly them," Jean pointed to Molly and Kitty, which earned death glares that Remy hoped he'd never be on the receiving end of.

"Well it's always nice to meet my fans," Max reached out and gave Kitty a hug. Remy watched, disbelieving, as Kittys knees buckled weakly.

"Good grief," Remy quietly muttered.

He then had to sit there, powerless, watching as Max hugged Molly. Molly's reaction was to freeze for a few seconds, then relax as she smiled joyfully. It almost made Remys stomach turn.

Max stopped hugging and stepped back. "So what do they call you beautiful girls?"

Kitty and Molly just stood there, staring into space like idiots. Remy had to restrain himself from getting jealous and saying or doing something he might later regret. He'd take it out in putting Max down after he left.

"Kitty and Molly," Kurt provided, pointing to each girl.

"Of course. Beautiful girls deserve beautiful names," Max said, reaching out and stroking down Molly hand.

"Yeah, and they both have boyfriends," Remy said. He restrained himself from adding something like, 'So paws off, Munchkinland'.

"I didn't know," Max looked apologetic, "Sorry. Well, it was great meeting all of you. I'll see you around the set."

"You too. You're the best Max!" Molly finally found her voice.

Max left and the director looked at his watch. "I can't imagine what could be taking Miss Karaba so long. I'm sure she'll be here soon. I've got to go check some things out in the costume department, please don't heckle her when she gets here."

"Kinda short, wasn't he?" Remy smirked, happy to tear down the actor any way he could. Hopefully the boys would join in.

"So?!" Kitty and Molly said in unison, fire in their eyes.

"For someone so popular, you'd expect him to be much taller," Remy said.

"Yeah," Kurt said, "He probably needs a box for all his scenes."

"Just to get in the shot," Remy quipped.

"Probably needs a box for kissing scenes," Kurt smiled wickedly.

"The boy probably needs a step ladder just to pick out clothes from the closet," Remy went on smirking, ending the hate-fest on a mutual high-five with his buddy.

"You're just trying to get a rise out of us," Kitty said.

"More like trying to blow off steam," Remy said, "I didn't like him flirting with Molly."

"And I'm just in it for Remy's support," Kurt said, "Plus the guy's a total show-off. He deserves to be mocked."

"I think you're all being ridiculous," Scott said, "They're just talented, normal people. Nothing to get worked up over."

Just then, the door opened and Jessica Karraba entered the trailer. Remy watched gleefully as Scott's mouth fell open.
"You were saying?" Jean popped his jaw shut again.

Jessica Karraba was short, with wavy blonde hair in two pigtails going over her shoulders, and a perfect tan. She had an hourglass figure, enhanced by denim shorts and a pink blouse with thin straps. Her white teeth were framed by pouty lips and blue eyes finished off the beautiful girls features. Remy's breath caught in his throat. Jessica Karraba was just standing a few feet in front of him, looking more amazing then he'd ever imagined her to look in person.

"The X-Men," Jessica smiled, "I've heard so much about you in the news, it's a pleasure to finally meet you."

"It's a pleasure to finally meet _you_," Remy sautered over to her, all charm, "Enchante, cherie. The name's Remy."

"Aw, aren't you sweet?" Jessica reached up to hug Remy. Molly was going to die inside of jealousy, but it was only fair. Remy took the hug, fulfilling one of his fantasies of holding Jessica Karraba in his arms. "Oh and so muscular, too!" She giggled.

Remy felt like he'd hit the jackpot. He'd made Jessica Karraba giggle. They parted. Jessica went around the room hugging the boys and giving the girls only handshakes.
She got to Molly last. "I'm Remy's _girlfriend_, Molly," Molly introduced herself, "I can turn into bears and tigers and things."

"Remy seems like a great guy, you better hang on to him," Jessica said, throwing Remy a smile, "It was so fun meeting you all. See you around." She left the trailer, her perfume still gently tickling Remys nose.

"She said I'm a great guy," Remy rubbed his neck, smiling. Sitting there feeling like he'd be punched in some kind of good way.

"She's fat," Molly said bluntly.

"She's curvy," Remy countered, not wanting to point out Molly's weight.

"She wore too much perfume," Kitty said, "I can still smell it."

"Signature scent," Kurt said.

Kitty and Molly looked at each other for a few seconds. "She's short," They said.

"It doesn't work like that," Remy said, "You can't make fun of short women and she was still taller then both of you."

"Who says you can't make fun of short women? It's okay for women to be short and beautiful, but men can't be short and attractive?" Molly said.

"Exactly," Remy said.

"I hate to break up an argument, but we have to get back out there," Scott said.

They piled out. "They can too," Molly said as they walked along.

Remy just shook his head with a soft laugh.