Just wanted to run something by everybody. I plan on polishing some stories up as work is getting less hectic.

I have a couple of short character pieces almost ready (They're Brotherhood fics! I never thought I'd say that!) I also have a longer story in my head but I'm not sure if it's that appealing to many. I want to do a story post-Apocalypse (the way I think it'll turn out.) It will have Scott coming back to Bayville for the first time after going away to college and what he plans to do with his life, the X-men, Jean, his stance on mutant/human relations.

It all comes down to this: When I did "Would?," I realized how neat feedback is. When doing "Parting Words," I came to realize how addictive it is. So here it is, if anyone wants to read the Scott story, I will (1) Write it all at once and then post chapters on a regular schedule so there is no waiting and wondering (2) Reply to feedback at the end of chapters (3) I swear I'll start writing feedback! I know it's weak to ask for and not provide, but if I don't like a fic I don't finish reading it. If I do like a fic, I feel foolish writing "You Rule!!!" when others offer more articulate praise.

Screw it, I'm writing the damn thing. Thanks to every one, though. Especially metalchild who wrote the first review to "Would?," AtomicPigeon who gave me my first constructive criticism, and RyanGosling4ever who is either very sentimental (which is sweet) or is coldly and bitterly sarcastic (which I respect above all things.)

This probably violates some posting rules as it is a blatant whining for human contact. How can I justify this? I know, I can write a story!

A Vicious Shot to the Groin

By Sleepwalk

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters. Marvel does. I am making no profit.

Lance walks up to Kitty and says, "Why don't you like me anymore? I told you to stay out of danger at the mall and I saved you from that falling statue when we wrecked the soccer game (Though I doubt anyone saw it.) Isn't that good enough for you?"

Kitty says, "Yeah those are nice and considerate things. They almost offset trying to kill my friends, trying to kill the Bayville High Marching Band, declaring war on humanity and, oh yeah, throwing a car at me because I called you 'a hood.'"

Kitty then kicks Lance square in the nuts.

The End