Stepping into the infirmary with a tissue at his black nose Beast looked on with blood shot eyes as Hope ran from one bed to the next, offering hot drinks and soup to (his astonishment) blue furry versions of the students and teachers. At least twenty of them sat and took up space in the large room, their transformation having made them even bigger than they once were. Storm sat by herself with a towel around her blue shoulders, her cloths had pretty much given up the ghost and gave way to blue furry muscles and a bushy tail. Rogue laid on one bed with a bucket nearby, she only looked at Hank for a split second before her eyes went wide and she dropped down to puke her guts out again. Colossus looked like a bear! A giant blue bear hunched over and sitting by the corner, with Kitty sitting on his lap offering the giant a bowl of chicken soup to help his sinuses.
"Jeez it's about time you got here, close the door behind you, CLOSE IT!" Demanded Hope, sighing in relief as Hank set the locks on. "You would not BELIEVE the day I'm having, first off its putting a band-aid on one of our students, the next it's THIS epidemic, I signed up to be the nurse to fix boo boos not cure lycanthropy!"
Still looking around in shock Beast finally came to the only reasonable conclusion he could come to. "Is this another attack by Mr. Sinister?" The angry glares from the patients in the room made Hank cough in his hand before trying again. "Then maybe... The common flu somehow... Bonded with my hormonal extract that made me progress... Into my beast-like state? Becoming a Blue Flu of sorts?"
The group of furry mutants looked to each other in a silent debate for some time before looking back at the scientist with a collective shrug. "Yeah sure, we can buy that."
"Well then... 'Achoo'... I think I can fix it, Hope prep these patients for blood tests... And please get me another tissue box." Sniffing back another sneeze Beast hobbled over to the lab table and went to work, looking around the infirmary Hank had to wonder. "Hmm, where's Logan?"
***
"OK girl, easy now, no one's gonna hurt you..." Carefully waving his arms down Wolverine stood before a snarling Wolfbane, now a big blue furred werewolf with her haunches raised and teeth bared. "If you come with me we can get you all fixed up."
Her response was lunging at the old mutant and snapping at his leg. "HEY!" Before he could react Wolfbane flung him around by the sleeve of his pant leg, swinging him around like a club as he was struck head and back first into the ground, several times.
"OWE! (crack) DAMMIT! (Snap) PUT ME (thump) DOWN YOU (Bonk) CRAZY (crack) BITCH! Wha-" Let go at the last moment Logan tumbled and landed in the rose garden, spitting out a mouthful of leaves and thorns as Wolfbane barked angrily at the man she just walloped. "OK... I didn't want to do this, but you leave me no choice!" Reaching into his back pocket Logan pulled out a stick of beef jerky, as soon as he undid the wrapper the vicious blue wolf stopped dead in her tracks, her ears perked up and looking intently at the dried salted stick of meat in the man's hand. "I was saving this but looks like all my chips are on the table, you wanna be a good girl and come with me?"
Showing the first sign of intelligence since this fiasco began she nodded with a whine as her head followed the waving treat in front of her every time Logan wiggled it between his fingers. "Good girl... Here you go." Tossing the jerky into the air wolfbane caught it in her mouth and started rolling in the grass, a smile on her muzzle as she took on her hybrid form, still blue and furry she chewed on the beef jerky with glee as Wolverine picked her up and started limping back into the mansion. "There... That wasn't so bad now was it?"
***
"This is horrible!!!" Cried the White Queen, her psychic illusion fallen she stood before a stunned Cyclops who was at a loss for words. "Well... Come on Emma, it's not that bad, really."
"Not that bad?! I look like someone put a corset on the god damn cookie monster!!!"
Wincing as he scratched the back of his head Scott tried delicately to come up with a way to mitigate that little assessment. No longer the white haired beauty he remembered Emma was now a foot taller and muscular enough to make him look flimsy, her pants had exploded off her expanded legs and hips leaving her just in her thong and her new H cup breasts threatened to snap every lace on her white corset to get breathing room. In addition to the claws on her bare hands and feet a blue bushy tail was flicking behind her like a skunk, along with triangle shaped cat ears drooping back as she cried in her blue hands.
"Well look at the-"
"I'm psychic Scott, NO there is no bright side to this and NO! I am not changing my name to 'Blue' Queen... Jackass."
Shrugging at his half-assed attempt to help her Scott started making a funny face as he suddenly sneezed, nearly losing his visor from the recoil. "Ugh... 'sniff' excuse me." Looking up he stared at a gasping Emma as she pointed a clawed finger at him. "What?"
"Blue hair, you have blue hair... And it looks hawt."