InterLUDE: Vacation Destination!
By Xenomorph666
Disclaimer: I own only Perfection and Wraith.
DigitalMan and K2 are © My close friend.
Everything else is copyrighted to their correct owner.
Universe: Misfit-Verse
Scions and Customs
"So…" Betsy was holding Gecko's hand as they waited in line to board the plane to take them to Mexico where the groups would connect with a large boat that would take them to Isla Sorna where most of the students were sure they were all going to die. "Your uncle's the captain of the boat?"
"Yup." Gecko smiled as he noticed a few people staring at him.
"That tail's more flexible than it looks!" Betsy shouted.
"Jeez!" Gecko covered his face as several X-Men and Misfits looked back. "Why do you keep saying that, when we haven't done it?"
"Shuts them up." Betsy smiled.
"Take a picture it lasts longer ya yahoo!" Rogue threatened from somewhere up front.
"What's taking so long anyway?" Gecko asked.
"DM's going through the metal detector." Lance sighed.
"Oh this should be interesting." Betsy craned her neck out of the line to get a better look.
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Up at the front of the line DM was not the only one having problems with the metal detectors. Wraith was in his human form and also set if off when he went through.
"Please empty all metal objects into the tray sir." Each guard said unenthusiastically. DM and Wraith simply exchanged wicked smiles and began to empty their pockets.
When the two Scions were finished unloading their pockets the "tray" had turned into a small weapons and ammo depot. Scott counted no less than fifty daggers on Wraith's side and five full crates of large projectile weapons on DM's side. To say the security was on edge would be an understatement.
"I just love airport security." DM grinned as he passed by.
"How come he gets to go past?" A man called from further down the line.
"He's with mutants, a plane full of them; security's calling him the official air marshal." Another voice said.
As the group filtered through the metal detectors, the only problems coming from Logan and Rina and a very angry Peter, they slowly filtered into the general crowd while DM and Wraith struggled to get their items back.
"Give me my computers back at least." DM argued with the head of security.
"Listen buddy, I don't care how many mutants are on that flight, you aren't getting your weapons back and these computers have multipurpose functions that can crash the plane!" The security guard shouted.
"DM, just melt them down." Wraith grumbled as his daggers all melted in place.
"Lovely…" A guard groaned as the metal hardened to the surface.
"Or I could do this." DM pulled a remote out of his pocket and pressed a button, all the weapons vanished in a ball of light.
"Hehehe, suckers." Wraith laughed as he and DM walked away.
"Why aren't we calling the police sir?" One guard asked.
"They're muties and freaks, what's the difference if there is a cannon or two on board?" The head guard grunted.
The answer to that question, as it turned out was one dozen bottles of the finest wine and champagne and cheese wheel, but that's another story.
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"So, Xavier, how would you feel if I told you I'm not gonna be the acting tour guide?" Perfection asked as he walked pushed Xavier's chair.
"I'd ask who is." Xavier said.
"I got you didn't I?" Perfection grinned.
"Hm, yes…" Xavier murmured.
"How did you convince the airport to rent you an entire plane?" Scott asked as he caught up to Xavier and Perfection.
"I bought the plane." Perfection said. "And hired the crew."
"Ok…" Scott groaned. "Are you aware they'll want to keep their jobs?"
"Relax, when they're not functioning as my private crew they pick up the slack for the airport at triple the cost!" Perfection smiled.
"Evil." It was all Scott could say.
"Smart business plan though." Wraith smiled. "You asked Spaz what to do, didn't you?"
"Yup." Perfection smiled. "All right everyone lets get together!"
The group gathered around the boarding platform shortly after Perfection called for them. He then proceeded to lead them onboard the plane which was specifically made for every "class" to be first class and even had couches to sit on. The color scheme was of course largely red and white with a few greens.
"All right everyone let's get set for a few days of ADVENTURE!" Perfection whooped.
"He's going to run up and hug every dinosaur isn't he?" Scott asked.
"Yup." Pyro nodded, "Right Larr?"
"Shut up Pyro…" Larry groaned.
"Already on the verge of a breakdown, huh?" Scott grinned.
"I had the breakdown; this is the remains struggling to survive." Larry sighed.
