And here it is folks, the OTHER Toad fic I was thinking about writing. I hope you enjoy it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Toad. Technically I don't own Sam and Caitlin either, their just my best friends. And Alison is me. So... yah, whatever.

Just to clear this up with my Hellboy story, I really like my name. Thats why I use it alot. BUT this story it is REALLY me and my friends... so, yeah...

"Do you know what happens to a Toad when it's struck by lightening?" Storm's eyes blazed with white fury. "The same thing that happens to everything else." Blinding pain hit Mortimer Toynbee, and he fell into the hudson river, his last breathe escaping in a strangled scream.

Alison slammed her locker door shut. On either side of her were her two best friends. Samantha Torinese, and Caitlin Rillo. Caitlin has long dirty blond hair in a ponytail that flops around her back very straight. She has braces and a pale face and blue eyes. She is insane. Sam has brown frizzy hair, freckles, braces, and brown eyes. She is a pyromaniac and thinks shes a wolf. Alison is the tallest out of the three. She has short brown hair like Raven's from Teen Titans, she wears glasses and has deep forest green eyes. She is not as insane as Caitlin, and not as manic as Sam. She is a contrast between Normal and complete insanity that kids seem to hate. Except her friends. Her favorite animal is the frog, her favorite color, is red. These things are unimportant.

"I am NOT disecting those frogs. Frogs deserve to live..." She muttered as a boy pushed past her in the hall. "Oof. Watch it buddy!" "Watch it yourself!" she grunted. "Don't let them get to you, Al." "I thought I said don't call me that?" "No." "Oh.. OK then." Caitlin giggled at this. "HEY!" "What?" What are we doing tonight?" "Mall again? We can go to the cyber cafe and do our homework. Have a snack." Sam offered. "Sounds good to me." Caitlin answered. "Yeah that's good." Alison muttered. The OTHER group always hung out there. They always had to pick on her though. Last time they had gone there, they had sat down next to her and had started ordering stuff that Alison couldn't pay for. She had, had to explain they were bullies and liked to pick on her. The manager had understood. Thankfully. She had always wondered why it was HER they picked on. Was it because she looked more like a boy then a girl? Was it because she had different interests? Or was it maybe because she was one of the few kids in school who beleived Mutants deserved more then what humans gave them?

She had watched the news that day with Liberty Island. It had fascinated her. She had watched the segment with the mutants they had found. Somebody named, Victor Creed, and Erik Lehnsherr. They had run test's on the both of them, and they were now in jail. She also now idolized Senator Kelly. His veiws had changed and she loved the fact he wanted Mutants to be free. But the Victor guy on the news, scientists said he had said something about Toad. Who was Toad? Another Mutant? She hoped he was alright.

Mortimor Toynbee woke up. Where the hell was he? Blinking, he stood up. He was in a courtroom. He looked around, the only other person in the room was a bitchy looking woman sitting in a high chair above him. Like those big desk's in courtrooms. She looked pointedly at him. "Mortimor J. Toynbee, you are accused of multiple murders under your occupation as henchman to Erik M. Lehnsherr, also known as Magneto in your life. Also of attempting to wipe out New York City-" "'Ey we didn't know it wos gonna do tha'!" "SILENCE!" The room shook and he fell over. "But... Under the circumstances that you were an accomplice, the big man upstairs has decided to give you another chance." "Wot?" "Help this girl." A picture of a girl with short brown hair and glasses appeared. "Deal with being bullied, and help her with her self-esteem. Then we'll see about your punishment." "Wot? Am I dead? Like tha' isn't punishment enough!" But she never heard him. With a crack like a whip Mortimor Toynbee was thrown back into the world of the living.

Where was he? He looked around. He was standing on a quiant little street. On one side was a house with three cars in the driveway, half of it was brick the rest was white. On the lawn sat a single tree. Red maple leaves fluttered in the October air. On the other side was a grey house with a bunch of kids playing Base-ball. Most were boys, with only two girls. One hit the ball and it went right over Toad's head. A boy ran at him. "Hurry up and get it Chris!" "I got it!" He ran right through Toad. "Wot th'.." The boy ran back through him. They didn't seem to notice him. "So. Your the new guy?" He turned around to see a puny looking man with a toothbrush mustache. "Wot?" The judge told me to tell you, THAT house," he pointed to the one with a tree in front. "in there is your new assignment. She should be arriving momentarily." He snapped his fingers and Toad was somewhere new. It was a room.

The walls were painted sky blue, the carpet was blue, and so was the checkered bedspread. In one corner sat a wooden desk, which was cluttered with books, CD's, Magazines, then a wooden shelf, more clutter. On the walls were posters, along with shelves and nicknacks. On the open door was a black and white poster of a train running through a building, on the top in big bold black letters it said: SHIT! Two dressers were against one wall with a large horse picture, and a TV and PS2 sat on one of them. The bed itself was made of wood. His first thought was that whomever owned the room was gender confused, or had some strange tastes. He inspected the computer on the desk. it was a silver flatscreen. He paused, the door had opened.

Alison strode about the mall as fast as possible. Without running. Sam and Caitlin were right beside her. "What are we gonna get? I need sugar!" Caitlin hopped about. "I need meat..." Sam muttered. Alison laughed. She sure could pick her friends. Arriving at the Cyber Cafe was the best part. You would walk in and be met by a large screen with a psycadelic picture that moved on it. Then you would walk around that and see people playing videogames, working on the computers, watching TV. It was the best place in the mall. Also the biggest. People around here were allowed to do all this and eat and drink and just hang out. There was a spot in the corner filled with beanbag chairs for people who wanted to read. To Alison, Sam, and Caitlin, this was heaven.

Today, Alison spotted none of the OTHERS. Thank god. They must be at a game or something. She sat down in front of a computer and signed onto the AIM they had here. She used her own screenname. She typed it in along with the Password. Nobody was on. She looked around at the others. Sam was scanning a drawing onto a drawing site, and Caitlin was vacantly chatting with SmarterChild. She glared at the screen. "The damned robot called me stupid." She laughed. She sat there for some time then sighed. "I'm bored. I'm gonna head home ok?" "Alrighty. BE ON AIM OR I SHALL DEVOUR YOU..." Sam poked Caitlin in the arm at her response. "Yes Caitlin." She left with a smile firmly planted on her face.

AND THERE IS THE FIRST CHAPTER! ENJOY MON AMI'S!

Ugh this chapter sucks... It will get better I promise!

-Blitz