"Oh..." Scott Summers moaned waking up with a murderous headache, he opened his eyes behind the safety of his glasses and looked around at his settings. He was in the boathouse, in his bedroom feeling the body heat from the form next to him he looked over and saw his love of his life, his lawfully wedded wife--Warren.
"Warren!" Scott said falling out of the bed and landing on another warm body. "Hank!" he looked at the foot of his bed "Bobby!!"
"Shh... You don't want to wake them do you?" Shatterstar asked from the doorway, Scott's mouth hit the ground staring at the warrior in nothing but his underwear and a pink apron with a huge pink heart on the front.
"Shatterstar?! What are you doin' here???"
"Making breakfast" he answered holding out the bowl he had been stirring in and then turned and disappeared.
"Scott?" came Warren's weak voice.
He looked up from the side of the bed, still sitting on Hank "Umm...Yeah?"
"What happened? And were are my clothes?"
"I-I don't know, I can't remember anything, " he said "and by the looks of things I really don't want too either" he said in a lower voice. Getting up slowly he made his way pass the countless unconscious body's towards the bathroom.
"Uh--Scott?" Warren called.
"Yeah?"
"Where's your clothes? " Warren asked covering is face with his wings.
Looking down for the first time Scott realized that he was wearing nothing but his ruby quartz glasses. "Gahh..." he said before grabbing a the pillows that Sunspot and Sam were using to place around himself and ran the rest of the way to the bathroom.
The slamming of the door woke the remaining men up, with identical headaches and even worse questions.
"Okay this can't be as bad as it seems." Scott said pacing back and forth in front of thirteen or so men.
"I t'nk it is! I woke up on de roof with your son in my arms!" Gambit shouted
"You think that's bad! Try waking up to a naked man standing over you!" Roberto chimed in giving Scott a knowing look, causing him to turn as red as his visors.
"He was sitting on me!" Beast yelled still huddled over the trashcan recovering form 'Star's imitation of muffins.
"I was sleeping in the same bed! How bad is that?" Angel screamed from the bathroom "And I don't want to think of what we've done!"
"Yes, well maybe we just got all drunk and passed out." Rictor said covering his face to hide his own embarrassment of what he had done.
"Doesn't anyone remember anything?!" Scott screamed waving his hands around.
"Non."
"Nada"
"I'm trying not to remember this morning..."
"No one does."
"Great. The girls have one bad day and we high tail it ta town and now we don't know nothin' Great!" Sam exclaimed throwing his hands up in the air.
"We all know that none of us remember a blessed thing, and that we woke up in very..." Angel stopped to think of the right word "unusual surroundings, so I vote that we forget about this morning and head back to our homes and pretend none of this ever happened"
"Ah'm with that."
"Of course you are your not the one with a telepath for a wife!"
"Lets make a pact that none of us ever mention this day or last night ever again."
" I say dead men tell no tails." Remy included, getting hateful looks and red faces for answers.
"I do not see that we've done anything wrong."
"Shatterstar!" all the men screamed throwing anything they could reach at him.
"I think I'm going to be sick."
"Great he got his boyfriend pregnant!" Bobby yelled as Julio ran into the bathroom, soon after shutting the door it reopened as Angel was flung out.
"It's going to be one of those secrets." Scott said rolling his eyes.
This is only the beginning, heh, so e-mail me what you think of it! And thanxs to all for e-mailing me with your comments on my last story