By: Kurt-Ling

Summary: x men evolution characters have a nice little chat! They instant message each other though some things that Forge made! They play truth or dare, and the brotherhood taps in! how??? And why are they torturing Kurt?? Find out!! r/r!!

Chapter one: SPUDBOY

~*~*~*~

Kurt Wagner was bored. It was the last class of the day. He sighed was there nothing to do during life skills he had not done already? No..he had done that...that too...he hadn't done that! Oh, but he needed some 50 gallons of Jell-O. So never mind that. Then, as he was about to doze off during the boring career video, his watch started beeping. Several people turned around to snickered.

"Sorry" said Kurt, carefully de-alarming his watch so he didn't hit the holo-button. "It's my new vatch". Mr. Corbin eyed him, and then told the class to watch the movie.

Kurt looked to his watch. The words "spyke: hey, whats up?" flashed into view. Kurt looked across the room where Spyke was holding a machine that looked like a calculator, and then he looked up and smiled at Kurt.

--Spyke: I got this thing to work! Lets message everyone else!-- came more words.

Kurt nodded vigorously, and began typing in his code name. "Nightcrawl" his name wouldn't fit. Damn his long but still very cool and very neat-o code name! Ah well, "Kurt" wasn't fun, so he typed "SpudBoy" instead. (A/N: "why?" I hear you ask. Because Kurt is cool like that. And I'm craving potatoes)

SpudBoy: 'ja! This works! I'll message Cyclops and Rouge, you get Kitty and Jean! Ok?

Spyke: SpudBoy? Your German brain will never cease to confuse me. But ok, brb

SpudBoy: Cyclops! Hey! It's Kurt, can you chat? Spyke is getting kitty and jean, I'll get rouge.

No Answer

SpudBoy: ello?

Cyclops: o0o0o0o0o! whatsthis?? Spudboy?fuzzyblueelfthing?youaresuchadork!

Only one person he knew actually spoke/typed like that.

SpudBoy: peitro? Where's Scott? And so you know, I'm damn proud to be fuzzy!

Cyclops: sorry, peitro got my messenger. Cool it works! I'll get Rouge.

Spyke: kitty? You there?

Jean: doubt she gets it. you know she has trouble with the microwave.

SpudBoy: vell, aren't you miss nice today, eh? Ha.

Rouge: woah. It's like a chat room.

Jean: well, 'SpudBoy', maybe I wouldn't be so grumpy if SOMEONE hadn't gotten us all up early Sunday! Now it's Monday and I didn't get much sleep, so thanks be to you Mr. Church Hangy Outy Guy.

Cyclops: did I miss something?

SpudBoy: I am truly offended. But whatever. I don't need my beauty sleep, but I can understand how you may really need it..

Jean: stupid little fuzz ball

SpudBoy: that's SpudBoy to you.

Spyke: ha-ha. Hey Jean, there's a bird flying around the room.

Jean: what? Kurt, you suck

SpudBoy: vaaaaaaaaaaaat? Would you believe me if I said that it's a German greeting? Yes? Nein?

Jean: probably

SpudBoy: then you're an idiot.

Kitty: uhhh...how do I do this?

Spyke: how your doing it now

Cyclops: lets get organized! Why not we play truth or dare?

Rouge: yeah. Sounds fun. But how do we make sure someone actually does their dare?

Jean: we'd just have to trust them.

Spyke: come on Jean, we don't live in the 1900s! these things have cameras on them, we could record it!

Cyclops: good. Ok, everyone want to play?

SpudBoy: yeah!

Rouge: sure

Kitty: ok

Jean: what about class?

SpudBoy: skrew class! ve're all vatching the same hormone video!

Cyclops: he's right

SpudBoy: when am I ever wrong? ....wait....don't answer that

Kitty: lol

Spyke: lets play!

SpudBoy: me first! Jean, Truth or Dare?

Jean: Truth

SpudBoy: that's cheep. Ok..hmmmm.....

*~private message to SpudBoy from Cyclops~*

*Cyclops: ask her if she did her History report*

*SpudBoy: thats lame.*

*Cyclops: just ask it!*

*end of private chat.*

SpudBoy: Jean, did you do that History report that's due today?

Jean:..WHAT HISTORY REPORT????? OMG, I'MGONNAFAIL IMGONNAFAIL IMGONNAFAIL!!!

SpudBoy: bwahahahahaha! Good call Scott. j/k Jean. No report

Jean: Scott you are SO dead

Cyclops: lemme check. Nope. Not yet. Still alive. Sucks for you

Jean: whatever. Kitty. Truth or dare?

Kitty: truth!

Rouge: yawn

Spyke: double yawn

Jean: have you ever kissed Lance?

Lance: I heard my name. what are you talking about, you x geeks?

Kitty: ahem

Lance: no offence, kitty

Cyclops: how'd you get on?

SpudBoy: yeah, this is a loser free zone

QuickS: see,

Spyke: and it works through Kurt's Watch to the rest of us, so how the hell did you get on?

Toad: neener neener neener! No telling, yo

Rouge: y'all best tell us, or you'll be looking at a world of hurt. Namely my fists

BoomBoom: sorry, but that's for us to know and you to never find out

Jean: they have a copy of Kurt's watch

Lance: no fair-MIND THEIF!

SpudBoy: how'd you get a copy of my vatch???? Give it back!

QuickS: no way! Notwithwhatwecandowithit

Cyclops: what do you mean?

Lance: see for yourself

Spyke: holy shit!

SpudBoy: gaaaaaa! MEIN GOTT! GIVE ME MY WATCH BACK NOW!!

Spyke: Kurt? Where'd you go?--

SpudBoy: port'ed to the bathroom.

SpudBoy: did anyone see?

Spyke: I don't think so.. I hope not.

Cyclops: what happened??

SpudBoy: I'm blue and fuzzy! They can turn my hologram off with their copy of my watch

Kitty: stay in the bathroom, Kurt. Or port home

Lance: ha. Score one for the Brotherhood.

Rouge: that isn't funny lance, give me the watch. Kurt could be noticed

**A/N: obviously, Rouge and Lance are in the same class right now**

Lance: na, I think I'll keep it

*SpudBoy has changed his name to Lance=SOB*

Lance=SOB: give rouge the vatch or this daemon will so put you on his shit list

*private chat to Jean from Kitty*

*Jean: I didn't know he kept one*

*Kitty: mhm.*

*End of private chat*

Lance: what did you call me??

Lance=SOB: nothing, yet. but I svear, if you don't give me my vatch...

Lance: whats blue boy gonna do? Send me a virus?

Lance=SOB: I've been into your dump. I've seen the inside of your little 'pad' I know where you live.

Lance: is that a threat? Are you THREATENING me, blue boy?

Lance=SOB: damn straight I am. Give Rouge the watch

Silence.

More Silence

Toad: you just gotta love the awkward moments of silence, huh?

Spyke: Kurt, man, Mr. Corbin is asking where you are

Lance=SOB: I'm in a shit hole, tell him to wait.

BoomBoom: touché!

Cyclops: give Rouge the watch, Lance.

Lance: I will. AFTER the game, if I feel like it.

Rouge: feel like it or not, your giving that back to Kurt

QuickS: Youwannatryandmakeus?

~*~

Scott muted his messenger and then raised his hand, his teacher answered him.

"may I please go to the bathroom?" asked Scott.

"Make it quick" was reply. Scott stood up and hurried off with a last glance at Jean.

He went to the closest bathroom to Kurt's class, and found Kurt hiding in the last stall. The rest of the bathroom was empty. Scott pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket where he had scribbled "USE OTHER BATHROOM- OUT OF ORDER" and clipped it to the bathroom door, just in case.

"Kurt?" he asked quietly.

"vat?" Kurt whispered unintentionally. He sounded a lot less confident than his messages on the messengers.

"get your feet off the toilet, you don't know whats been on there." Said Scott, at an attempt to lighten Kurt up. Kurt starred at him blankly.

"I do so know whats on there." He said "I threw up just a second ago. Shit Scott, I can't get my vatch to vork! And I can't 'port back to the mansion, I'd have to be at the front of the school-this is the farthest ving -I can't get home." Kurt's chest heaved up and down rapidly. He swallowed a few times, and kept peering around as though suspecting to see someone barge in and see him.

"no one's coming in. it's s'ok." Said Scott.

"Damn lance. Damn him to hell" muttered Kurt, followed by a few undetectable German curse words.

Scotts and Kurt's messengers both started beeping. Scott picked his up. Kurt kicked his further away under the next stall.

~*~

Jean: is Kurt ok?

Cyclops: not 'll be fine once I beat the crap out of Lance and the rest of the brotherhood.

Blob: blue boy gonna cry? Boo hoo hoo.

Kitty: shut your mouth. lance, you put Kurt's Hologram back on right now.

Lance: seems like your liking him a lot more than me right now, kitty-cat.

Kitty: well I am.

silence

Lance: we're gonna play truth or dare. At the end of the day we'll see if blue boy gets a free-bee like always. Whose turn was it?

Jean: Lance, your being pathetic, we're NOT gonna play this stupid game

QuickS: then the fuzz ball is gonna have some fun when he try's to get home. Wait, no, WE'LL have some fun.

Kitty: it was my turn. Lance, Truth or dare?

~*~

Lance knew kitty would dare him to give back the watch.

~*~

Lance: Truth

Kitty: why do you hate Kurt?

Lance: way to go kitty cat. You just wasted a perfectly good truth. Spyke, truth or dare?

Kitty: you didn't like, answer my question.

~*~

Scott looked at his watch, he had been gone from class 15 minuets. Kurt saw him look at his watch.

"go back to class." Said Kurt. "I'll be ok. The game will be over before I know it."

Scott hesitated.

"Go" said Kurt "if anyone comes in, there vont be anything you can do. The sing vill help. Get to class Jean probably is vondering vhy you've been gone so long."

Scott stood up. "why don't you port to the bathroom at the front of the school?" he asked, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Apparently, It was. Kurt had already thought of it.

"I don't know vat it looks like" ha stated, then added, "and that's for the freshmen, they're on a different bell schedule than us. They might be in there." Scott knew that could very well be so.

"and there isn't anywhere else you could port?" asked Scott.

"nein. I squish myself to death in my locker, and the only other places are the halls and the classrooms, vhich are out of the question." Answered Kurt obviously he had thought this over, and was mentally cursing at himself for not porting further the first time.

"ok." Said Scott, defeated. "I'll go back to class. Message me if you need help or anything."

Kurt smiled a forged smile that was there just to make Scott feel better about leaving. "vat vould I need help for? I can get toilet paper for myself and by myself, thank you." He tried to keep up the smile, but it fled from his features.

"yeah. Cya soon, then" said Scott, but didn't move. "be safe." He added then he left back for class.

Kurt picked up his watch, and got back in the conversation.

~*~

Lance: that's because I don't have too. I hate the blue fuzz ball because his life is so easy. He can hide about being a mutant.

Jean: so can you. And his life is anything but easy. Don't speak of things you don't know anything of.

Lance=SOB: I said that to you lance, the first time you insulted me. Remember? I do.

QuickS: theblueboysback. Readytoplay?

Lance: Change your screen name or this watch is going under blob.

**Lance=SOB has changed their name to SOB=Lance**

Lance: your pushing it.

**SOB=Lance has changed their name to Me_Mordi**

Toad: whats dat mean?

Me_Mordi: bite me.

(a/n: actually, I'm not sure. Sorry if I'm wrong, but that's my compy for ya)

Toad: jerk

Me_Mordi: lets just play.

A/N: o0o0o0o! wow. That took a long time to type. I hope you all liked it, it's my first X Men Evolution fic. Please review for it!! plz plz plz plz!! I live off reviews! You don't want me to die, do you? Wait...don't answer that! Hehe.

r/r!!!

btw: sorry if I didn't stay consistent with the * and ~'s and crap. And sorry is this got a little....mean! hehe

Kurt-Ling