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.


After lunch, it seemed word had spread around Bayville, because teenagers and college kids had all come out in droves, grouping around the barricades. Screaming, snapping pictures and lots of people trying to jump or sneak over the barricades. The X-Men were finally needed.

Cyclops shot an eye beam up in the air to get the throngs attention "Everybody needs to step back at least five feet!"

The crowd reluctantly did so. "If anyone crosses these barricades, we'll know about it and you _will_ be escorted off the premises.
Is that clear?" Cyclops was almost shouting.

Agreeable murmurs went through the huge crowd.

Remy looked over at Molly, who was taking her usual tiger form. He felt a bit badly for her, since she had to rely heavily on her powers and wasn't intimidating enough to scare the crowd as herself. Not to mention she would probably get trampled as a human.

"The movie stars can sign autographs later this evening," The chief of police said, "You people are just going to have to wait. This is a movie set, not Comic-Con."

A few people left, but most had come prepared to camp out on the set for a few hours. People started taking out blankets, pillows, lawn chairs and coolers.
"It's going to be a long day," Kurt said.

"You said it," Kitty agreed.

The kids started walking around the lot again, just in case some fans had gotten past all the security. They had to escort out three girls and two guys, which was surprising considering the amount of people who had shown up.

Molly changed back. "I'm thirsty, I'm going to grab a drink. Anyone want anything?"

Everyone agreed on water and Remy went with Molly. "You okay?" Remy asked.

"I'm okay, but I wish we hadn't all gotten so uptight earlier. I shouldn't have, uh, called Jessica fat," Molly rubbed her arm as they reached the food counter.

"I know how jealous you get," Remy said.

"And I know how jealous _you_ get," Molly grinned.

Remy bent down to kiss Molly, but saw something in the corner of his eye. He looked over. There was a guy who looked like your every day hobo sneaking through the lot. He had on a grungy looking trench coat and a beanie hat. He looked, well, grungy.

"Sorry my love, but the kiss will have to wait," Remy nodded over to the older man.

They calmly walked up to the man, as he was trying to unlock Max Vinettie's trailer. "Sir, we're going to have to escort you off of the lot," Remy said.

"No, not yet!" The man said, "I'm still looking for more proof that movie stars are aliens!"

Molly and Remy looked at each other momentarily. Was this guy for real?

"I've got evidence!" He held up a newspaper clipping, "They call themselves the brood. They look like us, but they never fooled me!"

Molly delicately took the clipping and the two of them examined it. It was a picture of Max, but if you looked close, it looked like green skin on his face.
Or a green ink blot since the picture was several months old.

"We'll get you out of here and get you a sandwich from the food stand, okay?" Molly smiled, trying to be accommodating and kind.

"But the aliens-!" The old man insisted.

"We'll take care of it, don't worry," Remy lead the man away from the trailer and out of the lot. Molly soon came back and handed the poor guy a couple sandwhiches.

They had a police officer handle things from there and walked off back into the lot.

"Aliens? Unbelievable," Remy said.

"I'm usually the skeptical one, but is it really that hard to believe?" Molly said, "I can turn into animals, you can make things explode and Kurt is blue and furry. Who's to say that the guy might be right?"

"You would want two talented celebrities to be aliens?" Remy looked down at her.

"No...I don't know. I mean, celebs are always naturally weird, naming their kids Audio Science and whatever. I'm just saying it might be possible," Molly said.

"I think that early mornings don't agree with you and that you're tired," Remy said, "When we get home tonight you can take a hot bath and I'll help you relax."

"I think you're tired because that sounds very suggestive," Molly giggled, blushing.

"I didn't mean it like that," Remy said, "But if that's the way you want to take it, I'd be happy to oblige."

That earned Remy a punch in the arm and a grin from Molly. It was nice being in love.


The day on set seemed to go on forever, including having dinner there. Finally it was time to go home, but first Remy had a plan.
"Hey," Remy pulled Molly, Kurt and Kitty into a huddle, "You guys want to hang back for ten minutes and go score some time with Max and Jessica again?"

"Really? We're all exhausted. This day was longer then we planned, I don't know how we're going to make it two weeks," Kurt whined.

"Spoil sport," Molly rolled her eyes, "I'm in."

"Me too," Kitty smiled.

The three of them looked at Kurt, egging him on with their eyes.
"Fine," Kurt groaned. He teleported the four of them to the middle of the lot.

"We just can't get caught," Molly said.

"The four of us are great at sneaking around, stop worrying," Remy smiled, ruffling her hair.

They started walking to Max's trailer. Remy, being the tallest, looked inside carefully from the windows. "He's not there," Remy said.

"Unless you want to go inside and check," Kurt said to Kitty.

"Is that a dare?" Kitty said.

"Sneaking around is one thing, but I don't know about invading privacy," Molly said.

"Now who's being a spoil sport?-Ow!" Kurt said, getting hit in the arm by Molly.

Kitty looked at Remy, the leader of their little operation.
"30 seconds. You two are in and out-and don't touch anything!"

Thirty seconds passed and Kitty and Molly were out of there.
"We didn't see anything..." Kitty said.

"It looked heavenly though," Molly said, "There were these chairs-"

"No time to talk, he's coming," Kurt said. They hid behind the other side of the trailer and went around when they hearted Max come out again.
The four of them peeked out to see Max standing there.

Except something was off, because the skin on his neck was peeling off to reveal bright green skin underneath.
Max quickly covered it up, muttering something quietly, and went on his way.