interLOAFERS: Same Difference
By THE Xenomorph (aka Xenomorph666)
Disclaimer: I own only Perfection and Wraith.
DigitalMan and K2 are © My close friend.
Everything else is copyrighted to their correct owner.
Universe: Spliced-Verse (Misfit-Verse, Evil Dead, The Mask, TMNT, Captain Planet, Beast Wars, Jurassic Park)
Same Diff
"I thought it meant two things are similar with small differences..." Pietro said as he lazed back against a chair in Psyche-Out's office. It was the weekly meet for the X-Men, Misfits and Planeteers (Tue Turtles had recently been released due to Splinter's instance that it was doing more harm than good).
"No, it means that they are practically the same with almost no difference." Lance said.
"No, I think Pietro's right. For once." Althea said.
"Yeah, I mean 'same difference'; sounds more like a comparison than anything." Todd agreed.
"Wait, no, that can't be right." Wheeler winced, "It has always meant that things are similar yet have their own particular differences." Wheeler said. "Like all of us, we're the same, but different."
"It doesn't apply to people." Scott said. "I looked it up on the internet once."
"Oh really, what does it mean then?" Lance prodded.
"Unfortunately Pietro has the right definition, at least according to what I found." Scott said.
"No way, is my brother right." Wanda snorted.
"I hate to say it, but I think he might be." Madelyn, who had only become a student of Xavier's a few weeks earlier spoke up. She was largely shy due the nature of her existence and mainly hid away from most of the different teams, still she showed promising friendships with Trinity, Spyder, Kitty, Ma-Ti and Pyro.
At this time however he interjection was ignored as the room descended into a large shouting match that was only ended by Stanley shouting at the top of his lungs.
"HEY!" His force contorted in it's usual cartoonish style. "It's something people say when they're loosing an argument and were close enough to a right answer. Ok!"
"He's right..." A mini-Perfection appeared on Stanley's shoulder. "And so are all of you."
"What are you doing here?" Psyche-Out looked at his schedule. "I don't have to see you for another... three months."
"Contracts Psyche..." Cardinal, a ghost and friend of the Scion of Death appeared. "All Scions have to have a minimal of at least on appearance in any thing with the the terms 'interLOAFER, Scion or..." He was whapped on the head by a large sword before he could finish.
"We're just dropping by." DM said as he picked up his sword and whapped Cardinal with it again. "Bad ghost, bad..."
"Ahem..." Wraith, the Emerald Specter of Death appeared behind DM with a rather cross look. "I'll ask that you not beat my minion slash friend to gelatinous puddle please."
"Oh sorry." DM smiled.
"Thank you." Wraith said as he proceeded to pull out a scythe. "What did I tell you about contracts ins this world?" Cardinal, who was in no way, shape or form, an idiot immediately took his leave and leaped into and oddly colored portal with Wraith hot on his trail.
"Well, he'll be gone for a while." DM said. "So besides what we've been dropping in on occasionally, what's new?"
"Shipwreck made Wanda get on the pill." Trinity said as one. Wanda's reaction was immediate as she lunged for the three devils, only to be held back by Althea.
"Whoa..." She said as she held Wanda back. "That's my job..." Althea then ran full blast after her sisters.
"The pill, huh..." Perfection's normal visage quickly turned devilish at his many, many, many naughty thoughts, it quickly returned, however, when Wanda hexed him into a wall. "My bad..." He groaned as he melted into the ground.
"Well..." Scott said in his usual stunned tone, a tone he only had when dealing with the Scions. "We have Madelyn here.."
DM quickly zoomed over to the young girl and eyed her suspiciously. "Oh... she's Jean's munch-clone!"
"Excuse me?" Jean asked in a very angry tone.
"She's your clone, but she's a kid." DM said flatly. "Munch-clone."
"Wanda?" Jean growled as Wanda hexed DM into a wall.
"I don't normally stand for that..." DM said defiantly. "But since you're P's girlfriend; I fold." He too melted into the floor near Perfection.
"Well, at least they can't get any weirder..." Scott sighed just as a portal opened and Astral came flying through it and crashed into a wall near DM and Perfection.
"Hi Astral." Jean said with a smile.
"Wife trouble?" DM asked from his puddle form.
"I think I came home too late..." Astral groaned as he whipped out a cigarette and went to light it only to have Psyche-Out point to the no smoking sign. "I hate being kicked outta the Verge."
"You're wife can kick you out of the Verge?" Todd asked.
"Ukiko could kick Altaren out of the Verge right now." Astral said as another Portal opened and Clotho came flying into the wall.
"Owwww..." Clotho groaned as she joined Astral on the floor. "You stop by to say hello to the neighborly Scion of Order and what happens, his wife tosses you face first into the Pit." Clotho grumbled. "What the hell did you do to piss her off?"
"If I knew that, I'd probably not be here." Astral grumbled.
"Oh, well..." Clotho stood up and dusted herself off. "Where's my boy toy... and why is my head hurting..." Clotho grabbed her head in pain and eyed Kitty angrily. "YOU!"
"I'm gone..." Kitty stood up and ran.
"So am I." Lance said as he ran out of the room.
"I think I should be going too..." Peter said.
"Oh, no!" Clotho yelled as she morphed her clothes to a torn and bloody wedding gown. "You three get back here, I AM going to end this!"
"Well, I guess I better call the office here, see what new cases I have." Astral sighed. "About the best thing I have here is the mundane workload; it's like a vacation."
"You were saying Scott?" Jean arched an eyebrow.
"Well, at least it's not another Great Debate." Scott sighed.
"A what?" Madelyn asked.
"Oh god..." Scott paled as Perfection and DM reformed, this time their motif was Monkey Ninjas and Panda Pirates. "They've added a new twist!"
"Yargh!" DM said as he morphed half the office to a pirate ship.
"But I like pirates and monkeys..." Pietro whimpered. "Why are you making me choose?"
"Don't forget about the Koala Monks!" Stanley said as he morphed to the Mask and produced several Koala Monks.
"Hmmm..." Perfection said in his red ninja garb. "Truce?"
"For now matey!" DM growled, "Arghhhhhhhh."
That was the first and lat time Madelyn would ever ask about anything relating to Perfection or DM's behavior.
