Neep! I'm so proud! Some of my muses believe that there are people on their respective teams that need therapy for various things, so I've decided that I shall (after a few lessons from Rory) play psychiatrist.
*Kurt, garbbed in doctor's smocks with a nurse hat on (because I think it's funny) is sitting behind a counter with a clip board and pen. The waiting room has various X-folks in it*
Kurt: Who's first?
All: *point to someone else*
Kurt: *sighs and reads the clipboard I've labelled* I think this is scrawled in ancient Sanskirt. Um... Braddock is all I can make out.
Jamie: Should we draw straws?
Betsy: Or we could just go in alphabetical order...
Brian: That makes me first!
Both: *shove him in*
*the office is done like all the ones you see in the movies. I'm relaxing in an arm chair*
Karla: Well? Aren't you going to lie down?
Brian: No.
Karla: You want to get out of here?
Brian: *runs for the door. Good old author magic holds him back*
Karla: The quicker you do what I say, the quicker you get out of here.
A/N: Don't you hate it when people say that?
Karla: Don't mind the machine. I got it on sale and it hasn't worked since.
Brian: Oh. What are you going to tell me my problem is?
Karla: You're an alcoholic jerk and you don't deserve to kiss the ground Meggan spits upon. Now we're going to find out why that is.
Brian: I hate you and I will kill you eventually. You know that right?
Karla: Oooh! Psychotic out bursts! Let's take a dive into your personality and see what's there shall we?
Brian: Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooo*gasp*oooooooooooooooo!
Karla: That's Dart's line!
Brian: *jumps out the window and flies away*
Karla: *goes into the waiting room to see only a few of the X-folks still there* Kurt!
Kurt: Was?
Karla: You were supposed to be watching them!
Kurt: I did watch them. I watched a good portion of them leave.
Karla: Why did you let them go?
Kurt: Because I don't really want to be on everyones 'Must kill' list.
Karla: And you'd rather be on mine?
Kurt: ... I forgot about that. I thought maybe the puppy dog eyes would work on you.
Karla: You can't do puppy dog eyes. Your eyes are blank.
Kurt: *does them anyway*
Karla: So you can. *wrinkles nose* Fine. Who have we got left?
Kurt: I can't read your scrawly wannabe hen scratch.
Karla: My writing isn't that bad!
Kurt: *hands her the clip board*
Karla: What's this?
Kurt: Your list.
Karla: It is- *notices her signature* oh.
Kurt: See? That's why I had you sign it.
Karla: *looks around* Let's see... Sinister, Apocolypse, Cyclops, Phoenix, Magneto, Professor X, Sabertooth and Wolverine. Oh dear.
Kurt: Should we call this an intro and leave it at that?
Karla: I think so.
Okay, that's just a preliminary list. Anything but Ordinary3, I need to borrow Kat! I need her help with this much insanity. Neep!
*Kurt, garbbed in doctor's smocks with a nurse hat on (because I think it's funny) is sitting behind a counter with a clip board and pen. The waiting room has various X-folks in it*
Kurt: Who's first?
All: *point to someone else*
Kurt: *sighs and reads the clipboard I've labelled* I think this is scrawled in ancient Sanskirt. Um... Braddock is all I can make out.
Jamie: Should we draw straws?
Betsy: Or we could just go in alphabetical order...
Brian: That makes me first!
Both: *shove him in*
*the office is done like all the ones you see in the movies. I'm relaxing in an arm chair*
Karla: Well? Aren't you going to lie down?
Brian: No.
Karla: You want to get out of here?
Brian: *runs for the door. Good old author magic holds him back*
Karla: The quicker you do what I say, the quicker you get out of here.
A/N: Don't you hate it when people say that?
Karla: Don't mind the machine. I got it on sale and it hasn't worked since.
Brian: Oh. What are you going to tell me my problem is?
Karla: You're an alcoholic jerk and you don't deserve to kiss the ground Meggan spits upon. Now we're going to find out why that is.
Brian: I hate you and I will kill you eventually. You know that right?
Karla: Oooh! Psychotic out bursts! Let's take a dive into your personality and see what's there shall we?
Brian: Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooo*gasp*oooooooooooooooo!
Karla: That's Dart's line!
Brian: *jumps out the window and flies away*
Karla: *goes into the waiting room to see only a few of the X-folks still there* Kurt!
Kurt: Was?
Karla: You were supposed to be watching them!
Kurt: I did watch them. I watched a good portion of them leave.
Karla: Why did you let them go?
Kurt: Because I don't really want to be on everyones 'Must kill' list.
Karla: And you'd rather be on mine?
Kurt: ... I forgot about that. I thought maybe the puppy dog eyes would work on you.
Karla: You can't do puppy dog eyes. Your eyes are blank.
Kurt: *does them anyway*
Karla: So you can. *wrinkles nose* Fine. Who have we got left?
Kurt: I can't read your scrawly wannabe hen scratch.
Karla: My writing isn't that bad!
Kurt: *hands her the clip board*
Karla: What's this?
Kurt: Your list.
Karla: It is- *notices her signature* oh.
Kurt: See? That's why I had you sign it.
Karla: *looks around* Let's see... Sinister, Apocolypse, Cyclops, Phoenix, Magneto, Professor X, Sabertooth and Wolverine. Oh dear.
Kurt: Should we call this an intro and leave it at that?
Karla: I think so.
Okay, that's just a preliminary list. Anything but Ordinary3, I need to borrow Kat! I need her help with this much insanity. Neep!