Everyone looked at the small party of Smurfs, who were obviously very, very drunk.
"Ok, who gave them apple juice?" Janet asked suspiciously.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion.
"Umm, I did. Why?" an X-men, Shadowcat, admitted.
"Well, Smurfs aren't human are they? Apple juice is their alcohol."
"You're kidding." Isaac said incredulously.
"Nope."
"That's crazy." Taylor said.
"Crazy, but true. All I can say is, don't complain to me when they wake up with hangovers tomorrow." Janet replied. "I know they're small but you do not want to be around a Smurf with a hangover."
"That bad huh?" Zac asked with a small grin.
"You might laugh now Zac…" she warned.
The Smurfs suddenly stopped singing Home on the Range, and started on 99 Bottles of Beer… or rather, 99 Bottles of Juice.
"99 bottles of juice on the wall, 99 bottles of juice! Take one down, pass it around, 37 bottles of juices on the wall!"
"Really? That's interesting. I didn't know if you took one from 99 you got 37." Isaac grinned.
"Well, ya learn something knew every day." Taylor smiled.
"We must discuss ourrr next plan of attack." Slink insisted, cutting in. "Ezara?"
"I think we should all first take a break. Spend some time relaxing before we decide, so that our minds will be fresh when it comes time to think." She replied. "Except Zac."
"Ha ha." Taylor teased.
"Why not?" Zac complained.
"You have to practice." Ezara said. "You cannot hope to beat Angel, ahh, the Essence, or Fireball, let alone the Deadly Silence itself without more practice. And you know it."
Zac sighed.
"Ok, ok."
"Who is Fireball anyway?" Kristin asked.