"Who is this 'P' that wants more cream?" Dust asked me.
"I don't know. We have to find out who took all of the Professor's ice cream though."
"Maybe it's the same person," she suggested.
" . . nah. The only 'P' I can think of is Pietro. You know, Colossus. He doesn't eat ice cream."
I looked around the fridge for clues and found them. "Look at those stains on the floor. I bet that's our ice cream trail!" I said.
"I don't know," said Dust. "It looks there is a bean in there."
"Oh that's probably just a chocolate chip or something. Come on!"
We followed the trail over to the door to the lower levels. Students aren't allowed down there without someone from the faculty with them - but this was an emergency. Dust and I raced down the stairs to level three, our eyes focused on the gooey trail on the floor. The gunk ended at a big door.
I hit the button and the door slid open. We ran inside. Suddenly the place was flooded with light. We were momentairly blinded but when we recovered we saw a giant figure looming in front of us.
"Holy crap!" I yelled.
His booming voice filled the room. "And you shall be the first X-Men to die!"