NOTE: Thanks for the reviews and keep on reviewing! Really really sorry for updating after so long! Power failures, home getting re-decorated and screaming cousins are the reason.

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"Lance...." Kitty began, gazing at the table clock. "I have to go."

"Mmm….." Lance mumbled something incoherent in his sleep.

"It's past curfew. Everyone must be getting worried for me."

"Mmm….."

"I'll come before school tomorrow," Kitty promised and gave him a peck on the cheek. "Good night and sweet dreams."

"Hmm.….ok......" He mumbled, still asleep.

After climbing out of bed and getting dressed, Kitty made sure Lance was tucked in properly, the curtains were pulled so that the sunlight wouldn't bother him and his clothes weren't scattered and neatly placed.

"This house is filled with idiots!!" Wanda's scream came from down stairs followed by Todd's whining.

Kitty frowned. "They're going to wake Lance. He needs to sleep."

"A robot?! A machine?!" Wanda yelled at the boys. "How would you guys like it if your girlfriends made robots of you just for the sake of fun?!!"

Their faces brightened up.

"UGH! You are all total morons!!"

"Can everyone please be quiet?" Everyone turned to see Kitty enter the kitchen. "Lance is sleeping."

The boys' mouths snapped shut instantly.

"Kitty—Oh wait!" Wanda rolled her eyes. "Robot."

"I'm Kitty. My name's not robot."

Pietro zipped upto Wanda and clamped a hand over her mouth. "Wanda, my sweet and only sister. Why don't we not make her mad?"

Wanda bit his hand.

"Rabies!!! I'll get rabies now!!" Pietro shrieked. "You killed me Wanda!! You killed your only brother."

Kitty giggled. "Lance was right. You are an idiot Pietro."

"Yeah so is he," Pietro said carelessly.

"What?!" The next thing Pietro knew was staring into Kitty's furious face. "What did you call my Lance?"

"Umm…nothing?" His voice came out as a squeak.

"See what I mean? We can't keep this thing!" Wanda pointed.

"What thing?" Kitty asked, releasing Pietro who zipped behind Fred to hide.

"B-But i-it belongs to Lance," John said hesitantly.

"What are you talking about? What belongs to Lance?" Kitty asked turning to John. "Why won't you answer me?"

"Listen, I'm really sorry to say this, but, you're just a mistake," Wanda told her. "I can't believe Lance is such an idiot—" She never got to complete her sentence as Kitty suddenly grabbed her and hurled her out of the open window.

Fred choked on his food.

Pietro let out a girlish scream.

"Bloody hell!" John exclaimed. "A million bloody hells!!!"

"WANDAAAAA!!!" Todd screamed. "NOOOOOOO!!!!"

They all rushed to the window, except Fred, who took his time to finish his burger.

The boys quickly scattered when Kitty walked toward them. "Never ever call Lance names!" She shouted angrily. "Or else!!"

"She killed Wanda!! She killed Babycakes!!" Todd started screaming hysterically.

"Wanda needed to be taught a lesson in respecting Lance," Kitty explained as she walked away. "Who is Babycakes?"

"We're gonna die next!!" Todd looked up at the ceiling. "I'm sorry I couldn't save you!!"

John sniffed. "We should've listened to her. Oh Sheila! Why couldn't you have destroyed the evil robot first then died with it?"

Pietro was the only one who had an opposite reaction. He was smiling widely as he stared out of the window at his unmoving sister. "I think she's gone for good."

The other boys gave him a glare. Todd let out a howl and sobbed into John's chest who uncertainly patted him

"Oh c'mon!" Pietro turned to his teammates. "Wanda was a bitch who went up against another more powerful mechanical…uh…bitch. End of story, end of sister."

Their glares turned deadly while Todd sobbed harder.

"Wait!" He turned back to the window. "No no! Her chest is moving. Ugh!! Or it could be something moving inside her clothes."

Todd was about to strangle some sense into Pietro when—

"Oh I-I mean, my sister's not dead! Hurray!!" Pietro cheered dryly when he caught her stirring.

Todd's face lit up with joy. "Babycakes!!" He hopped out of the window with the others, except Fred, following. "You're alive!!"

"Uh...." Wanda groaned as she got into a sitting position. "W-What...happened.....?"

"Oh thank Goodness you're alright!!" Todd attacked her with a hug, only to get thrown off after a second.

"Wanda? Sheila?" John held up his lighter. "How many flames do you see?"

"Uh….Six....." she responded in a daze. "No! One."

"Hmm....You know who I am?" John asked, a sly smile forming on his lips.

"Yes," she rolled her eyes. "Pyro."

"And....?"

"And nothing!"

"Sheila!" He gasped dramatically. "We've been seeing each other for three years. Oh no! Don't tell me you've forgotten all those nights when you would scream Pyro over and over again?"

Wanda growled and hexed him away.

"Well…at least I tried...." John muttered, stuck to the wall next to Todd.

"I'm going to tear that piece of walking circuits apart!!" Wanda screamed bolting back to her feet.

"NO!!!" Both John and Todd clung to each of her leg.

"Let go of me!!" Wanda screamed, struggling to break free.

"I'll just keep myself busy in grave digging, not that it's yours my lovely and only sister," Pietro said, carrying a shovel over his shoulder.

"She'll kill you Sweetums!! Don't do it!! I-I promise I-I'll take a bath everyday!!"

"Don't do it Sheila!! Don't—" John suddenly let go of Wanda and seemed to be in a daze. "I got it! I got it! The gothic Sheila dies in the end! The evil robot sets her on fire! Yes!!!! My story is complete!!"

"When did you start writing stories Pyro?" Pietro asked after getting out of the six feet hole. "How do you want your name engraved? Bold or italic?" He asked Wanda but she was too busy in trying to remove Todd from her leg to answer. "Hmm…this seems perfect." He set the gravestone down.

Beware

R.I.P(ripped into pieces)

Evil sister buried

Todd sniffed, still successfully stuck to Wanda's leg. "Before you go in there, I-I want you to know t-that…I……I LOVE YOU!!"

"Since you're about to get blown up like your father," John chuckled, before collapsing into fits of laughter on remembering how Magneto was blown up by Apocalypse. "I-I also want you to know that I love you even if you get torn into little pieces by the evil robot."

"No you don't!" Todd scowled at him.

"Yes I do!" John shot back.

"Are you two nuts?!" Pietro screeched. "You can't fall in love with my sister!" He told both of them. "J-Just look at her! All gothy, scary, insaney and bitchy!!"

"I love insane girls!!" John said, grinning wildly.

"A-And I love bitchy girls!" Todd said.

"Plus her hair-cut makes her look like a guy from behind!" Pietro said and turned Wanda around to prove his point. "See?"

Todd and John both gasped.

"You know what my ex-ex-ex-ex-girlfriend said when she first saw Wanda from the back? She said, 'who's that cute guy in the scarlet coat?' Oh! I was so ashamed!!"

Wanda let out a howl of rage and hexed Pietro into the grave he dug for her.

She then stomped back to the house, mumbling something about growing her hair.

John and Todd observed her back intently as they followed her.

"Bloody hell! Pietro was right!" John whispered to himself.

Todd only burst into tears. "Why….? Why me?"

"Where is she?!" Wanda demanded from Fred now gulping down a carton of milk.

"She went home," he replied.

"Lance is not goin to be happy about this yo," Todd said fearfully.

"Pietro! Dig two more graves!!" John only yelled.

"Stupid!" Kitty Pryde cursed for the millionth time as she struggled with her trigonometry homework. "So much stupid homework!"

"Oh Great…." She muttered after getting a good look at her watch. 12:30am and she only completed five lines of her Social Studies assignment, plus she didn't have the slightest clue of how long her Astrophysics homework would take.

"Lockheed….." Kitty snuggled against her toy dragon sleepily. "I seriously need help with this."

Lockheed, being a toy, couldn't reply.

Kitty sighed and went back to her work.

After completing her trigonometry homework and almost two pages of the assignment, she decided to take a break, a coffee break.

It was close to 3:30 am now.

After setting the mug down on the table, she laid her head down. "I-I'll just…rest my eyes....for a second….and…." she was fast asleep before she knew it and unaware of how much time flew by.

When her eyes finally opened, the first thing they saw was the coffee mug. "Oh oh…." She uttered, reaching for it. "Better drink this before it gets cold."

After one sip, her whole face transformed into a disgusted one and she forced the liquid down her throat. "Cold?! B-But l-like, I-I just—" Then she heard it, the singing of birds and finally noticed sunlight pouring in through the windows. "It's morning?!! H-How can it be morning?!! I-I just—Oh God! Oh my God!! I-I didn't finish it! I-I didn't finish anything!!"

Racing out of the kitchen and phasing through anything and anyone, she reached her room and was utterly shocked to find—

Kitty held up the neatly filed folder then tore her gaze away to look at the rest of the work.

Her assignment was complete, her Astrophysics homework was complete and even those trigonometric sums she was facing problems in were done.

"Wow…..I finished everything?" She asked herself. "Strange...…Why don't I remember finishing it?"

Too occupied in solving this mystery, she never noticed the girl who had been in the closet and was now observing herself in the mirror.

Kitty only turned when she heard the door slam shut.

"Hmm…" She shrugged gathering her homework. "Atleast I'm done."

"Borin, borin…." Rogue grumbled as she went through the morning paper. "Everythin is borin!"

"Good morning Rogue!" A cheerful Kitty greeted, skipping into the kitchen.

"What's so good about it?" Rogue asked gruffly.

"Everything!" Kitty responded cheerfully. "But you know what's best about it?"

"Gambit chokin on his breakfast?" Rogue suggested.

Kitty shook her head. "My beloved Lance. I'll get to see him. You shouldn't talk about your boyfriend that way. He loves you so much."

"Gambit's not mah boyfriend!!"

Kitty seemed to blink. "He isn't? But....." She suddenly looked confused. "You're mistaken, he is."

"Yeah and rabbits fly," Rogue said sarcastically.

Kitty giggled. "Rabbits can't fly. But rabbits reminds me of Lance."

"Didn't you break-up with him?"

"Break-up with Lance?" Kitty looked horrified. "I would never break-up with Lance! Me and Lance are going to be together forever!"

"Right...." Rogue rolled her eyes. "Ah think somebody woke up on the abnormal side of the bed."

"No. It was the left side of Lance's bed and the right side of my bed."

"Whoa bed?!" Rogue's eyes widened. "You guys did it?!"

"It? We did a lot of things. Which one are you talking about?"

"Lot of things?" Rogue blinked. "Kitty, you really aren't an innocent little girl Ah thought you were."

Kitty frowned. "I don't understand."

"Aren't you afraid of what Logan might do?"

"Logan is a crazy wild maniac. He wants to screw up every girl's love life because his love life is screwed. Being all hairy like a jungle and muscular like an ape doesn't make him a man like Lance."

"E-Excuse me?" Rogue asked in disbelief.

"Ok. You're excused," Kitty said.

"Kitty you…. you're startin ta creep me out," Rogue muttered, trying to digest her words. "Professor would think you're high on somethin."

"Professor's bald and always on a wheel chair. He's not really crippled. He fakes it so he can use his legs more efficiently on ladies' night."

Rogue fell off her chair on hearing this. "Kitty…." She began getting up. "You seriously need ta reduce the stuff you're takin. But tell me, how was Lance?"

"Lance? He was great!" Kitty praised. "He's always great! Everything is great about him!"

Rogue looked bored. "Alright."

"You should try it with your boyfriend too. I can make sketches of the positions you could try—"

"Eew! Stop! You need serious therapy Kitty!" Suddenly, everything on the newspaper looked interesting than this conversation to Rogue.

"Ok." Kitty giggled. "I'm going."

"Where are you goin this early?"

"To see Lance," she replied with a giggle. "I'll make breakfast for him and then I'll go to school."

"Yeah go make poison ta kill him."

Kitty frowned. "I would never poison Lance. I love him."

"Like the flu," Rogue mumbled.

"No. When you catch flu, you want it to go away. But when you're with Lance, you want to stay forever."

"Whatever," Rogue dismissed. "He's a jerk anyway."

Kitty's hands stopped a millimeter from throwing Rogue out of the window when Remy entered the kitchen.

"Bonjour," He greeted.

"Get lost," Rogue responded.

"Hi Gambit." Kitty greeted him merrily. "Your coat looks nice today."

"Merci petite," he thanked uncertainly. "But Gambit wears dis coat everyday."

"Makes you wonder why this swamp rat smells everyday," Rogue remarked.

"Well, looks like ma chere is in a good mood today," he grinned, taking a seat next to Rogue.

Kitty was about to carry out her interrupted task, that is, throw Rogue out of the window for insulting Lance, but decided otherwise when she saw it was getting late. "I have to go. It's getting late," she said. "You shouldn't call my Lance names Rogue, or else."

"Or else what? You're goin ta throw me out the window?" Rogue snorted.

Kitty nodded. "Yes." After that, she left the kitchen.

"Now dat we're all alone…..let's—" Before Remy could make his move on Rogue, he was interrupted by—

"....Good morning Rogue," a yawning Kitty greeted as she dragged her sleeping form into the kitchen. "And...umm....Remy."

Remy and Rogue both blinked.

"Mornin again," Rogue responded slightly surprised. "And again what's so good about it?"

"Nothing," Kitty mumbled taking a seat. "What do you mean again?"

Rogue didn't seem to catch Kitty's question. "Why….? Why did you change your clothes?"

Kitty rolled her eyes. "Cause I like, don't want to embarrass myself by going to school in my pajamas?"

"Pajamas? No you were—Oh never mind!"

"Mon Dieu petite! How did you change your clothes so fast?" Remy asked amazed. "Even de thief couldn't steal dat fast except for de great, Remy LeBeau," he finished proudly.

"Ten minutes is fast? Hmm…I like, guess it is," Kitty concluded.

"Ten minutes? Non! Less dan ten seconds!"

Kitty rolled her eyes. "You're strange Gambit."

"Not ta mention an idiot. And so is Lance!" Rogue quickly added, remembering what Kitty said earlier about teaching Rogue a lesson if she called Lance names. "What are you goin ta do about it?"

"Yeah, he is," Kitty agreed. "And a jerk too. Can't do anything about that."

Rogue raised her brow. "So you aren't goin? Ta make breakfast for him?"

Kitty looked absolutely amazed. "Me? Go make breakfast for Lance? Yeah like sure, if some alien took over my body."

Rogue just stared at her. "Kitty…..Seriously, whatever drugs you're takin, you have ta stop. Next thing you'll be tellin us is that you're married ta Lance and have a five year old kid."

"W-What?!" Kitty bolted up. "W-What?!"

"Jeez! Calm down! Sorry but, Ah didn't know you were still so sensitive about this. Even after sleeping with him."

"I—WHAT?! Sleep?! With Lance?! No! Like no! No! I did not! I-I would never! Rogue you're crazy!!" Kitty finally concluded.

"Look who's talkin. Lance worshipper!" Rogue shot back.

"There's nothin to be ashamed about petite," Remy assured Kitty. "You're secret's safe wid me."

"What secret?!! I've like, never been near Lance for a week! And we're like, through! Good for this time! So if you like, ever find me with him, it means either you're crazy, or I'm crazy."

"Alright then, you're crazy," Rogue said. "Kitty's crazy. Poor Kitty."

Kitty let out an exasperated sigh and left.

"So…." Remy began, sliding his arm around Rogue's shoulder. "Now dat we're all alone again……Let's—"

"Wohoooo!!" An army of Jamies poured into the kitchen followed by a laughing Bobby.

Rogue tsked tsked and got up to leave. "Better luck next time swamp rat."