Mystique was looking over the specifications of the emitters they left in the Danger Room when something peculiar caught her eye. She put in for more detail to confirm it. Sure enough, her first suspicions were accurate.
"What's wrong?" Exodus asked.
To answer him, Mystique zoomed in on the offending wires within the emitters, pointed them out and turned to him.
"We made a slight mistake in the wiring. We set it to make the women fat at twice their normal rate, but we neglected to consider all their other changes. They're hungrier and they eat more, but all the extra food they eat comes out as sweat and gas."
"Skinny slobs? That's a first. What about our other changes?"
"They're holding up well. They always split up into teams that specialized in combat roles, now they'll become specialized slobs!" Mystique had to laugh at the changes the women must be going through already. "They'll all have a little of each other's problems, but when it comes down to it nobody on another team could beat out Emma and her team in gassiness."
"How about Storm and Jean Grey's teams?"
The teams were split up and decided that morning, but the one unusual case was Polaris. Because she just got her powers back and returned to the X-men, Emma, Storm and Jean decided together that Lorna needed triple duty training and bounce around on the teams until she found one where she could fit. For better or worse, this meant she would become a jack of all slobs, and after spending the morning practice session with Jean, she sat down next to Storm.
"I didn't know I was so out of shape until this morning. Maybe I should spend more time in the Danger Room after we're done training," Polaris said.
She raised her arm and scratched the itchy stubble growing under her armpit. Her attention went from Storm to X-23 when she felt the teenage girl's hand grip her arm and felt X-23's nose bury into her sweaty pit.
"You stink," X-23 said matter of factly.
"What did you expect from smelling my armpit after a training session," Polaris answered. "You're no rose yourself, you might want to take a shower and change out of those sweaty clothes."
"I'm going to get sweaty and dirty again anyway, I'll wait until we're done for the day."
"Laura's right, and it appears the training regimen I prepared is a lot harder than I thought. There's no sense in freshening up yet when we have the rest of the day left to go." Storm said this while wiping her forehead. Like any of the team leaders, she was hit the hardest of all with the specialized slob changes. Her white hair stood out like a sore thumb under her armpits, which her teammates shrugged off as Ororo's choice.
Karma took a napkin and slipped it under the collar of her suit to wipe off some of the sweat building on her chest, while X-23 blushed as she tried to secretly scratch her itchy, sweaty crotch.
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