Arctic Anarchy
"Geez, it's freezing in here! Can't you at least turn up the thermostat, for goodness's sakes! My-my hands are starting to turn blue!" Rogue complained, her teeth chattering like crazy
"Rogue; you know the thermostat bills are due this week. And also, thanks to Scott and Remy's tampering with the furnace last week, we now have to use the water on cold condition." Jean advised, wearing a red turtleneck sweater
"Look at you Jean. Here you are, wearing good, old fashioned winter perfect clothing, and here I am, wearing a lousy stinking tank top! And the thing itches like crazy!" Rogue snapped
"I told you that tag in the back of your tank top had to be removed. But nooo, you just went on with your own who-knows-what business and…" Jean started before an enormous crash broke out in the loft
"Oops." Scott's voice winced in the loft
"What did you goofs do to my Christmas poinsettas?!" Kitty growled, chasing a giggling Scott and Remy with a shovel
"Hey c'mon, we didn't do it on purpose! It-it grew wings and-and flew off!" Scott babbled
"You expect me to believe that cockamamie excuse, Summers?! Try making a better one for instance!" Kitty yelled, gnashing her teeth
"Oh what did those two do this time, I wonder?" Rogue asked nonchalantly as Kitty's loud screams and Scott's maniacal laughter echoed throughout the hallway
"Apparently the two Doofus Brothers got hold of Logan's ten-ton weight ball and well…let's just say that during a so-called game of soccer, they conveniently knocked down the poinsettas with the damn thing!" Jean answered, rubbing her forehead
"It's time these two get some order! At daybreak we march!" Rogue ordered, with a fiery look in her eyes
"Now you're talking!" Jean grinned before launching into song "What can we expect, from wild practical jokers? Their crazy games and pranks are like a curse."
"You said it." Rogue grunted
"Their games are heckish red! They're only good when lead! They're crazy and I say it's worse!" Jean belted
"They're…Lunatics! Lunatics!" The X-Gang chanted
"Barely even sane!" Jean sang dramatically
"Lunatics! Lunatics!" the X-Gang chorused
"Keep them in order! They're not like you and me; which means they must be insane; we must rang the gong of law!" Jean boasted, cracking her whip on emphasis
"They're lunatics! Lunatics!" Bobby and Peter chanted
"Rabid raving devils! We must sound the gong of law!" the X-Gang boasted
"Yes! Insanity will be upheld! No matter how long, no matter how…" Jean ranted before Peter smacked her with his shovel, reverting her to normal again…probably permanently
"Ugh…what happened? I had this crazy dream we were attacking Scott and Remy with Indian weapons…Oh, I guess it did happen." Jean uttered, rubbing her head
"Why not try dancing to a new tune?" Scott grinned before launching into song again "In 1964, we made comics history! For glory, God, and gold and the American dream!"
"Oh you've gotta be kidding…" Logan moaned
"For the golden age was like heaven, and mutants were made free! For glory, God, and gold, and the American dream!" Scott chorused
"Yeah, not bad…" Jean grinned before joining in "We'd cut off one limb…"
"And let two more take its place!" Kurt chimed
"We'd soar, toll and toil for the American dream!" Peter, Warren and Bobby chorused
"What do you think the Golden Age would be like? Even if Xavier's dream did come true?" Jean asked in wonder
"Who knows? The future is bright." Scott answered brightly
"It's glory, God, and gold, and the American dream!" The X-Gang chimed in chorus
I do not own X-Men: Evolution or the songs "Savages" and "The Virginia Company"