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Snow and Fire Don't Mix!

Ch. 13

Don't Move

Sunlight pierced through the cracks of the closed curtain in the room.

The first to get out of bed was Kitty, which was a good thing because she could spend just around an hour in the bathroom.

Rogue turned over to lie on her back. She rubbed her eyes before she opened them. And then she rolled back on her side to see if John was still sleeping and to no surprise, he was still sleeping on the floor next to her bed. She softly smiled. "John, get up soon."

John pulled the sheet over his head. "No."

"Yes. It's a new day and you're not going to spend it sleeping all day."

"I can and will." He grinned to himself under the sheet.

"It's our last day here. Besides, like I said last night. Today is a big day."

John pushed the sheet off of his head and then replied, "You're not going to tell me what we're doing … are you."

"Nope."

"Then I'm not getting up," he replied as he pulled the sheet over his head again.

Rogue pulled off the sheet and threw it to Bobby. John didn't budge as he lay there and just glared at her.

"Make me," her boyfriend challenged.

Rogue pulled John's lighter out from under his pillow and waved it in his face.

The pyromaniac couldn't believe his eyes. It was too early for someone to be taking his lighter and blackmailing him with it. "Hand it over."

"You have to get dressed first and when the time is right I'll give it back," she told him.

John sat up and sighed. "Why does everyone take my Zippo so I'll do something they want."

Bobby interjected, "Because we can."

John shot him a dirty look and Bobby smiled.

"So the faster we get out of the room … the faster you can have it back." She smirked.

John shook his head slightly. She was being an ass again … and he liked it. A lot.

After that John was the first to get ready. He seemed like the most enthusiastic to get out and start the day. A sneaky sneak aka his girlfriend took his lighter, blackmailed him with it, and … he really wanted it back, so he did what he had to do. He was becoming bossy by telling them to hurry up. Occasionally he would use the F-word, but can you blame him? However, they would purposely move at a slower pace just to see him sweat a little more.

Bobby left the room to get equipment. Skiing equipment to be exact. He would meet them at a certain location that was discussed when John wasn't around.

John followed Kitty and Rogue outside and eventually to the slopes. He didn't like this one bit.

A few minutes later, Bobby met up with them, ski equipment bundled together in his arms.

John swallowed hard. "Guys, I can't ski."

Kitty flashed him a friendly smile. "We'll teach you."

"Put the gear on, Allerdyce, and you can have this back." Rogue pulled out his lighter from her pocket to quickly show him and then she put it back.

John made a face as he had help securing the skis to his feet. "I knew you all were up to something," he whined, pointing at everyone in his group.

"You have to ski or at least try. That's why people go to skiing resorts." Rogue reminded him.

"You look so adorable with skis on!" Kitty screeched. This was definitely a Kodak picture moment. Kitty took out her camera phone and got a shot of John … flipping the birdie with skis on. Yes, John knew what she was up to and he felt as though if he was going to be in a picture with skis on at least flipping the birdie would give him some sort of dignity.

"Don't make me puke." John frowned. "By the way, if you show that picture to anyone at the mansion or if it shows up on the Internet, say goodbye to your long hair … oh, and that camera phone too. He paused for a moment and then asked, "Can I have my lighter back now, Rogue?"

She shrugged. "I guess," she said as she handed it back to John. He placed the lighter in his coat pocket.

Bobby and Rogue each grabbed a hand and helped John stand up.

"At least you can stand up with them on," Bobby commented.

John glared.

"Just stay still while we get ready," Rogue told him.

Kitty, Bobby, and Rouge were almost finished getting their gear on. Suddenly John started to slide.

"Umm … guys … why am I moving?" he asked nervously.

Unfortunately, they didn't hear him.

"GUYS!" John yelled.

Rogue's eyes widened as she saw John about to go downhill … backward. "John! Shit! Turn around … at least!"

At this moment in time, John wished that he was able to teleport. It would have gotten him out of this situation. Plus, as soon as he got here he could have teleported Rogue and himself somewhere actually fun, which was anywhere but here. Somehow he managed to turn around. It wasn't a deep hill but for someone who was inexperienced, it was the opposite of fun.

'How the fuck do I stop?' John said to himself. He closed his eyes not wanting to see his fate. However, eventually, he had to take a peek to see if this nightmare would come to an end shortly, but … all he saw were trees. "S-H-I-T" was the only word he could spit out before he crashed into one. But on the bright side … at least the tree was able to stop him.

John was lying on his back in the snow, happy that he wasn't dead. He took off the skis and swore that he would never ever put skis on again.

Eventually Rogue, Bobby, and Kitty found John … who was still sitting in the snow.

"Are-" Rogue started to say.

"Yes, but my right arm bothers me. At least it's not broken."

Bobby tried to hold back laughter. "Rogue told you not to move."

John glared at him. "I didn't."

Bobby rolled his eyes. "I think you hurt the tree more than it hurt you."

"I'm going to hurt you in less than five seconds!"

Bobby grinned. "I've never seen you punch someone with your left."

"You would be my first," he admitted.

"Guys, cut it out! Let's get you back inside."

John stood up not realizing that his lighter fell out of his pocket as he walked with Rogue and Kitty back to the lodge.