The Mavericks and Nyx
The Mavericks were to all intents and purposes studying intently. Mordred put his hand on a charm Nyx had amde for them and whispered the word she'd told them. Glamours of themselves kept sitting at the table, under the watchful eye of Nyx, who waved to them discreetly as they left invisibly. Scott would find out what it was to be listed. Oh, he would indeed. They went to work. In a very short period of time, they were sitting back at the table, and Mordred dismissed the glamour.
Nyx looked up. "So, what did you do?"
"Suffice to say, Scott's mode of transportation may not work nor look anywhere near as pretty for a long time," Octavian said as he bent back down to his work.
"And look outside," Vortigern added. Nyx did, and burst into laughter. Items of Scott's clothing decorated every tree, things such as underwear showing in abundance.
"We left Jean alone, as you will note," Demetria said sweetly. "We won't target her again for a while."
"She's preggers too." Mordred shrugged. "Morning sickness can't be fun."
"And as I will tell Scott, I haven't seen you leave. Cos, I didn't." All of their expressions were very, very malicoulsy satisified, then they schooled their expressions into normal ones. They didn't want to get caught, after all.
Scott
Scott laughed as he found his clothing strew everywhere. And they'd done something to his car, but he could fix it. Damn, but these kids were good. Scott smiled. He wandered around until he found the four of them at a table.
"You guys are good," Scott said, smiling.
The Mavericks
"Good at what? Physics always was one of my better subjects, so thank you." Octavian smiled.
"Chemistry for me!" Vortigern raised his hand.
"Engineering. Dear god, but that's nice car." Mordred had an almost lustful expression on his face. "Aston Martins. Love 'em."
"That's the James Bond cars, right?" Octavian flicked the magaizine out of Mordred's hands. "Yes, I must say, verrry nice."
"We have one, don't we?"
"I presume so."
Gwen and Bobby
Gwen looked out the window and almost wet herself laughing. She turned to Bobby who was doing his hmw like a good boy.
"Yo, Icekiddy, check it out! Scott's panties are out in the trees!" Gwen pointed and Bobby came over and joined in laughing with her.
"Poor Scott." He commented.
"No doubt he deserved it for the detention. Hmmm, wonder if I should singe some of his panties?"
"Better not, come on, let's go find the twins. All of them."
Bobby and Gwen left and caught up with everyone else.
"Good job guys." Gwen grinned wickedly. "Nice panites, Scotty boy."
Scott
Still smiling that "I know everything" smile of his, Scott walked away without saying another word.
The Mavericks and Nyx
"We have no idea what you mean," Demetria said demurely.
"Nice knickers though, mate!" Mordred called after Scott.
"We have been here studying the entire time. Ask Nyx." Vortigern pointed to Nyx who was nearly peeing her pants, she was laughing so hard.
"Never saw them leave! And I had my eye on them the whole time!"
Gwen
Gwen grinned and looked around. "Does Scotty boy have any electrical devices that might, say... short circuit?"
The Mavericks
"I knew there was a reason I liked you!" Mordred grinned at Gwen. "Probably. There's his mobile, for starters."
"Computer, his car and his bike probably have a few systems..." Octavian leant back in his chair. Vortigern kicked it out from under him, and Octavian seemed to flow through the air as he flipped off it, and caught the chair before it hit the ground. "That wasn't very sporting, old boy."
"When have we ever been sporting?"
"You may have a point." Octavians nodded as he sat down again.
"So, do you wish to join your name to ours? Be a prankster extradonaire?" Demetria looked at Gwen.
Gwen and Bobby
Gwen nodded. "Why not? It's high time I used my powers for good. Well, sorta good." She caught Bobby's confused look. "Ok, sweets, so it's not the 'greater good', but it's fun."
She looked around and spotted his computer. Walking to it slowly, she pulled off one of her gloves, shook her hand and touched the screen. Smoke started billowing out and she stepped back.
"My guess, it over heated."
The Mavericks and Nyx
"I didn't see or hear a thing." Nyx said, hands over her eyes.
"Of course you didn't." Octavian's grin was smug. "And we can't have done that, either."
"Oh, I can see we're going to get along famously!" Demetria giggled and rose to the roof, executing a quick backflip.
"Indeed. You are now an honourary Maverick." Vortigern grinned. "Welcome."
"You are required to cause havoc."
"Bring destruction."
"Be a plague of annoyance."
"And generally kick much ass," Mordred finsihed off. "While having a great deal of fun."
Bobby and Gwen
Gwen giggled. "Well, I have a bit to live up to. You know what, the computer wasn't enough... ooh, look, his phone. Whoops." Gwen sent a spark flying at the phone.
Bobby shook his head. "Naughty."
Scott
Scott had a plan. He wouldn't let them get to him. He made them mad at him, just so that they would act home, and he hoped that after a week or two of them trying to make his life miserable, and him not complying, they'd give up. Besides, he had gone trough hell before, and now he and Jean were getting married AND having a baby. As far as Scott was concerned, life was perfect, and nothing could change that.