The X-men: Double Cross

Author:  AeLonwyne

Disclaimer:  All characters are Marvel's.  I'm not out for money, just fun.

In the wee hours of the morning, a tall slender figure, slipped silently from door to door, in Xavier’s mansion. Carefully she opened a few, and entered for certain periods of time. In one room she placed cups of water all over the floor, leaving no room to walk, so that her victim would have to watch their step. Then she left, closed the door, and duct taped the door frame.

In another room, she covered the door with two layers of art paper, and placed a metal trash bin filled with aluminum cans on the other side of the paper.  With another, she rigged the flash from a camera, to come on once the door opened. To add to it, she placed the contents of a box of snap its on the floor just outside the door.  On the last door, she rigged a bucket of cold spaghetti to fall when it opened, as well as duct taped the outside of the door.  Hopefully Jean wouldn’t be the one to open the door. The woman chuckled as she hurried down the hall putting things away.

By the time she was done with her trick, she decided it was time to go downstairs and rustle up some breakfast, everyone would be getting up soon. She was too preoccupied congratulating herself that she didn’t see the Beast sneak past and start moving the paper and cans from his own door and placing it in front of a certain Canadians instead.

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At seven thirty Hank stumbled into the kitchen, bleary eyed, and yawning. It was obvious to Rogue, who was busy flipping pancakes, that he had spent the night in his lab again.   Dang him.  Oh well I guess I’ll have to get him later today. She thought.   “Mornin’ sugah.  Ah take it you been in your lab all night.” She observed with a smile.  “Yes my dear Rogue.” Henry answered stifling a yawn.

“Hey, would ya hand me the carton of eggs?”  “Of course Rogue. Though I wonder what possessed you to make breakfast this morning?”  Rogue laughed as she took the carton from him, “It’s mah turn, shug’.” Hank looked at her for a moment, as if he didn’t believe her. “Oh, so it is.” He answered at last.

Not long after Rogue finished cooking eggs, and had started warming up hash browns, when the first screams could be heard. “Heeeeyyy!” It was Bobby who began cussing loudly as he tried to escape “being shot”.  Then Scott could
be heard, “What the… Hey!”  *Gasp * “Oh my! Aiiiee!”   “BOBBY, HANK!!” Jean and Scott cried in unison.  Rogue smothered a snicker and Hank shot a questioning look at her.

When Rogue kept her back to him, he smiled a bit.  Boy was Rogue in for a shock. It was perfect, Rogue would get some unexpected blame from a certain Canadian.  Serves her right for trying to be sneaky.

*Zakt* Rogue gasped “Oh my he isn’t.” she mumbled. “What Rogue?” “N..Nothing.” She finished setting plates of food on the table, “Ah wonder why Scott is shooting his beams around up there?” Hank nearly laughed outright. Her poker face has certainly improved.  But it does not help your case my dear when I saw you set the prank.  He thought to himself.

Boom. The building shook a bit.  “What the heck was that?” Rogue asked. Thump, “Sounds like Gambit has blown something up."  Bobby sauntered in to the room, not looking too happy.  “Thanks Hank.” Bobby said sitting down. “For what?  I haven’t done anything.”   “I think you know, that camera and snap its thing that’s what.”   “It wasnt me my frosty friend.”

Jean  and Scott came down then, and gave both Bobby and  Hank dirty looks. The two were still adorned in cold strands of spaghetti, and looked none to thrilled. “It wasn’t me.” Bobby said.  “I got nailed as well.”   “Nor was it me, I have been in my lab, and down here conversing with our Southern Belle.” The Beast told them.

Gambit came down, looking rather wet, and mad. “I wanna know who de hell decided to put all de lil cups of water in my room, me.  And try to tape me in.” Remy grouched as he took his place at the table.

Rogue placed two plates on the table, one with the eggs and the other with hash browns, then turned to grab the pancakes.  As she placed the third plate on the table, all heads turned to her. “What?” She demanded.  “Rogue, what have you been doing this morning?” Jean asked her.  “Makin breakfast sugah.”  She replied.  “That’s not what I meant Rogue."  “Ah… ah…”

A loud crash resounded from upstairs, and then a growl. “Grrrrrr” Rogue’s face took on the beginnings of panic. If Hank didn’t get the trap than… oh gosh Wolvie.  I’m toast!  “Uh.. Ah forgot something, Ah’ll be back shortly.” Rogue said starting towards the back door.

"Oh no you don’t.” Wolverine said from the doorway. “I don like pranks Rogue.” “But Ah didn’t set that one, it was supposed to be on Hank! Ah swear!"  Rogue said backing towards the door.  She turned and yanked the door open and tried to rush through it. Rogue was suddenly yanked backwards and the door was shut by an invisible force. “Uh uh Rogue,” Jean said her telekinetic grip holding Rogue aloft.

Rogue glanced at Hank, his eyes twinkled as if he were laughing. “Hank! You!   You double crossed me, you moved the can to Wolvie's door.  Oooh when Ah get outta this..”  “Now Rogue,” Scott  said.  “Jean shall we?” “Of course.”  Jean Grey telekineticly tossed Rogue into the pool, and Bobby skated up on a slide, freezing her into the pool.  Gambit charged up a few small rocks just enough to make them “pop” and tossed them around her.

Rogue yelped as they popped about her. “Guys…" *gasp* Wolvie walked up with a hand behind his back.  “Courtesy of Iceman.” He said producing a large amount of snow, and he proceeded to white wash her.