Kurt was outside on the trapeze the group had made him when I found him. He also seemed to be under the impression he was gonna get me up there also.

"Look!" he shouted from on top. "I evan put up a savety net for voo!"

"How comforting," I sarcastically remarked as he BAMFed down next to me.

"Aww, come von, vit'll be fun!" He then proceeded to grab me and BAMF back to the top, hanging us by his tail.

"Kurt," I said as calmly as I could muster. "Let me down. NOW!"

"Flame," he said with the real calmness I was feigning. "I'm not going to vet voo go. Now, don't look down. Look across."

I did as told. The city spread itself out before me.

"Whoa," I said.

"Yeah," he replied. Then he started rocking, just a little bit, then more and more like a swing. "See zat swing var over zere?" he asked.

"Yeah," I replied uncertainly.

"Catch vit!" he yelled, throwing me towards it. Not surprisingly, I missed.

"I am not a beach ball!" I yelled. Then I heard maniacal laughter added to Kurt's. Shadowcat was leaning out a window. And laughing her pretty little head off. We'd never liked each other. You ask one, the other started it. Stepping out of the net, I projected a wall of fire between me and the mansion. "Flame!" Kurt yelled. "Close vour hands! Vou're being childish!"

"Look who's calling the kettle black!" I yelled back as I did so. Kitty wasn't there anymore. Mission accomplished.

"Another go?" Kurt asked.

"Over my dead, festering body," I said. Since I wasn't willing, he BAMFed me up there. "KURT!"