The Midol Daze

With storm clouds abnormally rolling in, it could mean only one thing and it was not 1, 2, nor 3, but all 4 women suffering from the same thing! With the men cowering trying to escape or calm their wrath, it was only one mutant who knew the solution. Midol is a girl's best friend, as well as a little pampering and understanding, during that special time of the month.

Author's Note: This, just to be clear, this is all set, well after, Graduation Day. After taking a much-needed family leave of absence, to go visit with his family he hasn't seen since before his near-death experience. So, yes, guess who is there, as well. We cannot forget the funny shapeshifting guy. Also, this was going to be one long one-shot type chapter, but, I found after going back to it, and yes, on my monthlies, that it could be chopped up into shorter chapters for much easier reading! Not to be too, uh, explicit, but as the blood flows, most times of the month, during, or before, and or after, I tend to have more creative juices flowing! So enjoy! I'll try to put a new chapter up after I get a review. So I'll put the first one up tonight check in the morning before work then after see if I get some reviews. So let me know how you like it or don't and if I need to improve anything. Please, lend me your reviews!

The Premenstrual Warning Signs!

Stretching out on his bed, as he just wakes up, but was still ready for a new day, yes, whatever might come his way, good, or, bad. But still, as ready for anything that might come his way, he did not expect this. It was supposed to be a nice day; at least that was what the weather forecast had called for, a nice warm sunny day. But as he woke up, it was kind of, darkish, and gloomy out, from the lack of sunshine in his room. In fact, the sun was not shining, as it should be, at all. It was darker out than a bout of fog, might shade the early morning. "It's supposed to be sunny today." Sitting up, he looks out at his window, confused, as he cocks his head. "Hmmm, it's cloudy out, really dark out." He looks at the darkening sky, as suddenly, "B-aah, wow, oh was that…yup, lightning, sheesh!" Two thoughts as the thunder rumbled away, had crossed his mind, then the third one, to go with it. First was, well, it looks like the weatherman was wrong, again. The second thought was, well, we do have a weather-controlling mutant here. Then the third thought hit his brain, "Oh no, no, oh no it can't be." Being a shapeshifter, and having spent some time in guises of women at times, usually for missions, and yes, curiosity, was well versed in, all things ladylike, one should know. "Great, it's that time of the month. Looks like Storm has her period. Well, I better get a shower in, now, before she complains that there is not enough hot water left to take a bath, because I was too inconsiderate and took a shower and used up all of the hot water." Not that that should ever be such a problem, as there was plenty of hot water with 4 very big hot water tanks. But anything and everything was of course fair game for anger bouts, for a woman, during these times. So Morph made sure that it was a very short shower, just long enough to get clean. No time to linger under the hot showerhead this morning, nope. As Morph had his morning constitutional with the Lord under the showerhead. Usually, for him, it was on the toilet, praying there, and at times, he would be blessed with a bowel moment soon after the start of prayer time, or shortly thereafter. But usually, it would not happen, not unless he had some coffee or unless he sat there long enough. Morph decided to take care of that, usual morning need, he has, standing at, or usually, in the mornings, at least, sitting on the toilet, while under the hot shower, saving some time, and a bit of hot water. After all, right now, time was of the essence, he quickly realized, as he was cleaning himself, as a huge revelation hit his brain. Morph was quickly out the door, as soon as he was all done his shower, and dried and dressed. A little expenditure was needed here! Forgetting the formalities of his X-Man uniform, this was not the time for that, as he grabbed and put on whatever was handy, and available to him, which was some old jeans, his favorite purple shirt, he found in his dresser, and some clean socks, and underwear, and shoes on his feet. Rather donning that, over hunting down his uniform, wherever he absentmindedly left it last night, which was down in the basement to be washed anyhow. Forget it! He was gone! It was going to have to be all done quickly, preferably in one trip, one stop, as he races to the carport!

Morph wasn't the only one, who realized the horrid truth. After all, having an enhanced sense of smell let a guy know things, usually well beforehand. He too woke up much earlier, than he would have normally woken up. Namely to the loud crash of thunder, startle waking him up, but to also find a stark but notable strong scent in the air. Both of blood, and tensions, mixed strongly, with that notable hormone scent, which accompanies such monthly visitations. Problem was, "Sniff, sniff, oh man…" It wasn't just one, it was attached to, but, "Sniff, sniff, sniff, sniff, it can't be…all 4 of them?!" He didn't know if this was a good thing, a bad thing, or a nightmare! Get it all over within one week, at the most, and bliss for 3 weeks afterward! Then reality hit him like a freight train! Normal human women were bitchy and hard to manage, at times, like this, but if you add a mutant superpower into the mix, well, you were just asking for huge trouble coming your way, each month! Delicately handling one weekly hormonal woman was bad enough. But if all 4 of them had it, all at the same time, well, he was a dead man, along with all the other men on the team, who would stupidly cross their paths, the wrong way! The 2 of the 4 ladies who had men in their lives, to make them miserable, were all on their own, and God help them if they screwed up! But as for him, well, he was single, and so out of here! "That's it; I'm heading to Canada, for a week, to be alone, in the deep woods." Dealing with Sabretooth was far easier than dealing with Rogue, Storm, Jubilation, and Jean, all put together! Problem was, for the 2 single men still left on the team, currently, Henry and Sydney, well, his heart went out to them. The least thing he could do was to warn them. Or take them all with him for the week.

No, Beast could steel himself away in his laboratory, with his stash of Twinkies, to eat for a week, while he did his thing. He had everything there, to survive here for a week. Provided he didn't leave the room that is. That just left, Sydney…oh no, not Sydney. No, he could not just up and leave Morph, his best friend forever, alone here, to face this disaster waiting it happen. Not after him nearly dying! He felt bad enough not being able to go back for him; and Beast as well, to try to save him and what had happened to Morph after. He had only come home well over a month ago, now finally fully recovered, and after a needed leave of absence to visit with his family, he was ready now to rejoin the team, fulltime again. He had fortunately for him, left, shortly before one after the other of the ladies had gotten their time of the month, that lucky bastard. So he wasn't there throughout those over 2 hellish weeks! As the remaining men had made it through with a few battle scars on or in one form or another because of it! Now they had synched up it seemed, oh God, help them all! So Logan obviously, did not want to lose his BFF again, only this time, to one, or worse, all of the ladies, monthly, hormonal, bouts of rage! This wasn't right to leave him here, alone, to suffer unduly again. Only worse!

Morph was likely to see the Pearly Gates of Heaven, again, if he said one wrong word, to any one of the ladies, at the wrong time. Jean would destroy his mind, with one thought. Rogue would crush him to death, killing him in an instant, if, she was in a good mood, but more than likely would make it a slow torturous death. Jubilation, as happy as her full name implies, and was 90% of the time, still could get pissed off enough, to blast him to smithereens with one paff of her powers! Ororo would fry him where he stood with a bolt of lightning, using his penis as a lightning rod, as soon as he opened his mouth the wrong way. Yes, Morph could easily fall victim, to any one of them! Or all 4 of them, if they had verged together, as women tend to do, and he did or said something wrong, to set them all off! Problem was; he knew Morph being Sagittarius; he had a mouth that tended to run off at times before his head caught up with him. Leading to a few doozies that at most times, was either laughed off, and or at, or wrote off as, stupid and silly Morph nonsense, but still usually pretty funny, or him saying, I was kidding, or, it's a joke, or don't take me so seriously, or hell to pay. Usually, the guy had a way to deal with it. Apologizing. He also had a certain charm about him, which could help him get out of it. The bastard was also downright lucky at times. Morph also knew how to use his powers as well, to ease the situation, usually with humor, to not be hurt, or to defend himself. But before he could warn the poor guy, it was already too late, his ears told him! Already this enormous disaster of hormones was kicking off!