The Moral of the Story

Kitty was bored, finished her homework and passing time by surfing the Internet on her laptop computer when she found it.

She doesn't know how she found it.

She doesn't want to know how she found it.

She really wants to forget she saw it, but she knows that wish won't be coming true.

For a few moments she stared blankly at the computer's little screen before blinking a few times then leaping off her bed to go find Rogue.

Two minutes later she phased through the door back into her bedroom with the goth girl in tow.

"What is so damn important Ah couldn't finish mah lunch?" Rogue demanded to know as her stomach growled.

"You are not going to believe this," Shadowcat pushed the other girl onto her bed and turned her to look at the computer screen.

"What - " the Southern belle began only to snap her mouth shut when she saw what Kitty was showing her. "This can't be what it looks like."

"I think it is."

"It can't be."

"I think it is."

"But it can't be," Rogue insisted even as her eyes were telling her it was. "The tapes are all gone aren't they? And Blob got rid of the one the Brotherhood got. That can't be what it looks like."

"I think it is."

Suddenly the goth girl shut the computer off, closed it up, jumped from the bed and began pulling Kitty from the room.

"We're going ta visit your boyfriend."

~*~*~

"Tell us this," Kitty pointed at the website displayed on the screen of her laptop that was now set up on the Brotherhood's kitchen table for Lance to look at, "this is not what it looks like."

Avalanche looked at the computer, saw the website, looked at the glaring girls and gulped.

"Pietro," he called for reinforcements.

Unfortunately Fred followed Toad and Quicksilver into the room causing Lance to slam the computer's top down to avoid the Blob's seeing the site.

"What are they doing here, yo?" Todd asked as he hopped up on the counter.

"Look ya yahoo, just tell us that that site does not mean you've made and are selling copies of that Jean and Scott tape and we'll leave," Rogue demanded with a roll of her eyes at the arrival of the others. "Or," she pulled off both her gloves and tucked them into her pants pockets, "don't tell us and I'll get the truth from ya tha hard way. Trust me, Ah don't mind doing this tha hard way."

"What's going on here, Avalanche?" Pietro demanded with a frown.

Not knowing how to handle this with the over reactive and very jealous Blob present, Lance looked pointedly from the X-Girls present to the computer then at Quicksilver to whom he mouthed the words, "They know."

"It's true?!" Kitty shrieked disbelievingly having witnessed the byplay between her boyfriend and his teammate. "You're really selling copies of that tape over the web? You told me Blob destroyed it!"

"He did destroy that copy," Lance defended himself on that charge.

"You made a copy?!" Rogue growled and began advancing upon the young man.

"No!" Lance backed away from the angry girl.

"How'd ya get another one then?"

"Toad - " Avalanche began to explain only to stop when the goth girl whirled around to face the mutant he'd identified.

"Toad what?" the girl fixed her green eyes on the boy crouched on the countertop as she began stalking toward him.

Seeing the fury in the approaching mutant's eyes, Todd shrieked and hopped over on to Fred's shoulders for protection.

It was that action that drew everyone's attention to the red faced and fuming Blob who stood in the doorway with his meaty hands clenched into fists.

"That tape," the young man said in a low menacing voice. "Are you talking about that tape?"

Feeling the tension in the body he clung to, Toad quickly leapt away from Fred toward the relative safety of the living room.

With his own self preservation instincts kicking in, Quicksilver turned and fled as well, leaving Lance to face the angry X-Men and his teammate.

"Now Fred, it's not what it sounds like," Avalanche tried to calm what he viewed to be the greater threat.

"Oh, Ah beg ta differ, Alvers. It is exactly what it sounds like. You and you hood friends here got a copy of that tape and are selling it on the Internet. Hell ya even put this dump's address on the site as the place to mail checks and orders," Rogue said.

At that revelation the Blob roared in fury causing Kitty to jump, hurriedly gather up her computer and quickly drag her teammate from the house. As the two girls fled they heard loud shouts, yells, screams and thuds behind them.

~*~*~

"There is, like, no way I'm telling them," Kitty exclaimed in horror at the suggestion Rogue made once they returned to the mansion.

"You found it, you should tell them," Rogue said.

"No way! They don't have to know."

"There's no way they're not gonna find out. We gotta tell 'em."

"Then you tell them. I'm not going to be the messenger that gets their head ripped off for bearing bad news."

"They wouldn't kill Kurt. Let's get him to tell them," Rogue decided.

~*~*~

"No vay. Zhey'd kill me!" Kurt stare at Kitty with shock written all over his face over what she'd just told him.

"They would not," Kitty assured him. "They love you. They'd, like, never hurt you."

"Zhey like you too. Vhy aren't you telling zhem?"

"Look, Kurt, Ah didn't wanna play this card, but yer leaving me with no other choice. Ah know they got the tape from you so it's only fair that you be the one ta tell Jean and Scott that the Brotherhood got another copy and are selling it online," Rogue said.

"If zhat's you logic make Evan tell zhem. None of zhis vould be happening if he hadn't made zhe tape."

"They'd kill him," Kitty groaned. "Please, Kurt, you're the only one they won't hurt for telling them."

"Sorry, Kitty, but no vay. Vhy do zhey have to know anyvay?"

Rogue joined the other girl in groaning at that as they turned away from the boy and tried to figure out how to proceed.

~*~*~

With fingers and toes crossed Kitty and Rogue went through the next week hoping that their decision not to warn the older X-Men about the latest development in their tape scandal.

For a while it looked like things were going to work out, that they'd been over reacting thinking that someone here in Bayville had bought the tape or that it had become some overnight sensation like the Tommy and Pamela Anderson Lee tape thing.

Then Jean's ex, dumbass Duncan Matthews, shattered their precious illusions.

The girls watched with their lower lips clenched nervously between their teeth as the blonde jock cornered their teammate and told her how much he'd enjoyed 'her little movie.'

It hadn't been pretty.

Jean had quickly figured out what the jerk meant and, after getting revenge on him for his statement, fled to find her boyfriend.

Though the situation could turn grim for them if the redhead ever found out that they'd known and didn't warn her, Kitty and Rogue couldn't help moving to join the other students gathered around the flagpole in front of the school to laugh at the nearly nude Duncan Matthews hanging there by his letter jacket. The fact that the fire department had to be called to get the jerk down from where Jean had put him by using her telekinesis had the girls in stitches and totally forgetting to wonder about what was going on with Jean and Scott.

~*~*~

Scott watched his girlfriend's furious pacing and nodded his agreement whenever she stopped ranting to look in his direction.

"How many is that now?" she asked suddenly.

He looked down at his notepad and counted up the list of names.

"Ten," he told her.

She absorbed that and nodded in satisfaction.

"That should be everyone."

"I really don't see why you've got Ray on here," he said.

"If you knew what that boy was thinking about me you'd know why he's on there," she huffed and crossed her arms over her chest.

"You know we can't actually kill them, don't you?"

"I never said anything about killing. Killing is too good for them. I'm thinking maiming, scars, and permanent psychological trauma. Maybe you blast them and I'll screw with their heads."

The vicious gleam in her eyes made him gulp and make yet another mental note never to piss her off.

"Jean, I can't hurt our teammates and once you calm down you won't want to either," he tried to soothe her.

With a groan of disappointment at his rationality she leant against the hood of his car and took the notepad from his hands.

"You don't have any objections to getting the Brotherhood back, do you?"

"You know I'd love to get those creeps, but we just aren't the maiming and inflicting of permanent psychological trauma types."

"Speak for yourself," she scoffed.

Tilting her head to the side she looked at her revenge list. She really really really wanted to get back at them all. Duncan, Evan, Fred, Kitty, Lance, Pietro, Ray, Rogue, Todd, and Wanda all deserved her wrath for one reason or another in this whole mess.

"I'm never having sex again," Jean sighed dramatically and played her trump card.

Scott gaped at her incredulously for a long moment before trying to change her mind. He begged, he reasoned, he whined, he shouted but all to no avail.

Finally he caved in and growled his agreement to help her get her revenge on those she'd listed.

~*~*~

The moral of this story?

There are two:

1) When doing 'private' things in a not so private place, always look for cameras that may witness those things unless the goal is to get caught.

2) If ever a tape of someone else's 'private' acts comes to be in your possession, pray they don't have the powers to maim, scar and inflict permanent psychological trauma or if they do – sell the tape for as much as you can and flee the country stat.

~*~

The End. :-P

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A/N: *hehe* YES I am ending this series right there. Allow your imaginations to run wild with what kinds of revenge the couple would get. Have no fear though, Jean and Scott really are the moral rational types so the damage shouldn't be too bad. *muahahahahahahaha*