Hot Cajun Sauce!

A small crowd of people had gathered at the stairs but kept a safe distance peeking down to the sub levels where Emma and Ororo ran down with the professor in tow a few minutes ago. Since there were noises and screams as soon as they stormed down there, that made everyone stop what they were doing and worry. Trading looks, the majority of the crowd were too hesitant to even consider going down the stairs to find out what was going on when they heard a crash, then silence.

“Out of the way mon petites, let Gambit through.”

Pushing people out of his way to see what was going on, Gambit looked down the stairs to find three white furred giants ascend. Taking a step back and craning his neck to look up, the Cajun found Emma and Ororo pass him by, giving him an indifferent glance as the third of their number came up the stairs behind them and stopped with a hand at her side, tossing her wavy white hair that strangely bore a black stripe at her hair line.

“Cher?!” Blinked back the man as he took another step back. “Are you alright Cherie?”

Narrowing her eyes but revealing a fanged smirk, the massive wendigo woman tilted her head and combed her clawed fingers through her hair with a sassy flair.

“Ah feel like a tiger lookin down at a tasty lookin steak Remy, one with Cajun HOT sauce!”

“Excusez-moi?”

A collective gasp from the students and faculty hissed out when the wendigo woman reached out with both arms and hoisted Gambit up by his sides and pulled him in close to smother his head into her chest, burying his face in her breasts and smirking at his muffled cries for air before pulling him up to lick his face with a course, feline tongue. Hoisting him over her shoulder, Rogue was smiling from ear to ear as she made her way up the next flight of stairs with a flare to her hips with each step.

“Come on Sugah, this ol kitty cat needs some pettin.”

Seeing Gambit’s worried face over her shoulder, the staff and students remained silent as they left the man to his fate, looking to each other as they heard him silently whimper when the two disappeared up the stairs. A few seconds later, they all could see the professor ascend the stairs below with his levitating wheelchair along with Beast, who both looked shaken up after the ordeal in the medical bay. With all the worried and panicked mutants in his care, Xavier folded his hands in his lap and took a deep breath.

“Now then, I KNOW you all have questions about what’s been going on. Many of you are quite curious about…”

“Did I just see Head Mistress Emma, Ororo and Anne Marie as massive kitty hulks with horns?!” Blurted out Hisako with her hand pointing down the hallway where Storm and the White Queen had exited through.

“Rogue just took Gambit upstairs… She’s not going to EAT him, is she?” Worried Megan, her butterfly wings fluttering behind her as she wrung her hands together, nervously.

“EAT HIM?!”

Seeing everyone look more anxious and whisper to each other, Xavier waved a hand to that to calm them down. “NO! No… NO ONE is going to be eaten. Remy is going to be alright. I’ve already read Rogue’s thoughts… And she’s not going to hurt him.”

At that moment everyone looked up to the ceiling when they started hearing a loud thumping noise, one that grew louder and louder, enough so that it sounded like someone was dropping bowling balls onto the floor. The overhead chandeliers were even beginning to shake and rattle. Looking up at the ceiling and back to his students, Xavier shook his head.

“That’s not what you think it is.”

Looking up, the group could hear Rogue wail and keen out loud. Her voice adding to the thumping noise as it picked up in tempo.

“Sounds like someone is doing the vertical monster mash up there…” Snarked Bobby, making a face as chips of plaster started to rain down.

NO! No Bobby, no one is doing that up there.”

“YES! YES!!! FUCK ME REMY! FILL ME WITH THAT CAJUN HOT SAUCE!!!” Screamed Rogue out loud, the tremors growing in tempo and leaving Xavier to frown as he looked to his students shifting their gaze uncomfortably. “YES! YESSSSS! YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOGGGGGGGHHHHHH!”

Wincing at the scream overhead and seeing his students either clutch their ears or look like they’ve been scarred for life, Xavier rolled his eyes and sighed. “Aw fuck it…” Pressing his fingers to the side of his head, the professor narrowed his eyes and entered the minds of everyone who was **** to see and hear that entire experience. When he was done, he folded his hands back over his lap and smiled to the student body who blinked and looked around, having lost track of time.

“So, everyone, did you enjoy your trip to the zoo?”

Nodding and chattering to each other, the students smiled fondly at the artificial memories the telepath implanted.

“Elephants are bigger in person.”

Clasping his hands together with a smile, Charles Xavier nodded to everyone in front of him “Well, everyone, its time to head to your next class.”

Seeing everyone scatter to different hallways and corridors to where they needed to go next, Xavier turned on the spot and gestured for McCoy to follow him. Remaining silent, Charles looked over to the blue furred man who fidgeted to himself as he walked, hearing the man’s voice in his head.

(So now there are three giant furry animal people taking up space in my family’s mansion, and EACH of them has the dangerous potential to each one of my students if the White WHORE so much as slips for a split second in concentration. I feel I should put padlocks on the liquor cabinet again.)

(Don’t I count in that Professor? Me and Wolfsbane?)

(Pff… No! Please, the two of you are domesticated. You and Miss Sinclaire are so house broken, if someone were to shake a bag of bacon bits at the fridge, the two of you would be RIGHT there sitting on the floor waging your tails.)

(It was only the one time…) McCoy shrugged.

(No, Doctor. The difference between you and Emma is you didn’t make a career out of manipulating rich men in a sex dungeon for money and attention while wearing a thong and corset before working for me.)

(Well…)

(Dr. McCoy, I want you to keep an eye on her and the others.)

“What?!” Beast guffawed, speaking out loud and catching a few student’s attention from the living room who were watching television. Turning in his seat, Xavier maintained his gentle smile.

“I think it would be prudent if you kept an eye on your patients and make sure they are well attended to in their time of need.” (Keep an eye on the big polar bears for me, last I checked, all the tranquilizers are in YOUR office instead of mine, so that makes you the responsible one. Just in case Emma’s ‘diamond hard’ concentration slips, and our friends decide to make a man-wich.)

(Bull-SHIT!) McCoy screwed his face in irritation but kept his mouth shut. (I’m a doctor, not a zookeeper! You want someone to keep an eye on them, hire Eye-Boy or Moonstar to watch over them. I’ve got an entire school’s worth of health records to go over and…)

Bringing his hand to the side of his head, Xavier smirked.

“I totally and unequivocally agree with your assessment of the situation professor and wish to volunteer to watch over our three afflicted faculty members.” Blinking in surprise and looking back at the wheelchair bound man, McCoy frowned. (You are a son of a bitch; you know that right?)

“Why thank you Dr. McCoy, it pleases me that you are the first to offer such help to our wayward staff.” (Just do the job, or I’ll have you batting a ball of string in the corner of the room.)

Grumbling under his breath, McCoy looked around to find several students looking back at him, then sigh. “Yes, Professor… How hard could it be?”