Misfit Cannonball Run!
Hey Folks! L1701E here! I was looking for inspiration for my next fic when I was surfing the channels. The movie "Cannonball Run II" came on and I was hit with a lightning bolt of inspiration! Do a wild cross-country race with our favorite teams of rag-tag mutants, the East and West Coast Misfits!
Disclaimer: All characters belong to Marvel except those created by me. Enjoy. I don't own the rights to either of the Cannonball Run movies, but I would like to own a copy of them on tape or DVD. They are so funny! X-MEN EVO IS BACK ON CARTOON NETWORK!!!!!! WHOO-HOO!!! BTW, does anyone know how to make italics and bold appear on the screen? I can't do it!
Author's Note: I'm really going to need help and suggestions for this one! So if anyone has any ideas, any ideas, please bring them in in reviews! PLEASE!!!!!
To Red Witch: Hey Red Witch, you forgot to review the final chapter of "Armor Attack"! Yup! Anyway, here's a brand new story filled with madness and mayhem for you! Enjoy!
To Sparky Genocide: Yep, Rictor has now joined the West Coast Misfits! I hope you like this new story I cooked up! Your idea of Hank the nudist? I'm still thinking about it! It's tough though. I also do like your idea of the West Coast Misfits facing off against the Sinister Seven. Who knows? It may happen. Enjoy this new story!
To Metal Dragon1: Trust me, you do not want to know what Jester, Firestorm and Gunbarrel did to Hardcase. It was not pretty. Not pretty at all. I thought the "Bite ME" line was funny, too. I read the newest chapter of "Take the Long Way Home" and I loved it! Put of the rest of the fight soon! NOW!!!!! NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW!!!!!! Enjoy this new story!
To Aaron: I'm glad you liked the fights, and my Evo version of Rictor. I figured that they Evo-tized most of the New Mutants, so Rictor should go next. I could imagine Rictor being friends with Velocity and Thunderbolt. Enjoy this new story!
To Wizard1: Yeah, everyone asked me if Hardcase had his own little buddy as well, and I just had to oblige. It is funny that the Canadians spell like the English. I'm half-English myself. Oh trust me on this, Virus has gone *NUTS* with rage. He's been trashing my mind, screaming about it all day long! He is really miffed at the fact a normal human beat him at his own game (Virus: THAT MOTHER $%@*^#(*@^#!^#^@&^&$ IRON MAN!!!!! $^*^$#*&@^$(!!!!!!!! @$U#U$#($&#&%#@*#(!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! $&#^#&%^%@^%! IRON MAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!!!!!!) I figured ol' Rictor would fit in well with the West Coast Misfits. When will they find out about Rictor's real past? Not any time soon. Enjoy this new madness I cooked up!
Chapter 1: Plans and Invitations!
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(The country of Sharbeen, in the Middle East)
In a beautiful palace, a sheik with graying hair was talking with another sheik that looked like the first, only in his mid-twenties. The elder sheik was the King of Sharbeen, King Abdul, and the younger sheik was his son, the Master of the Deserts, the Prince of Princes, Prince Pasha Abdul.
"What is this 'Cannonball Run' business?" King Abdul grumbled, pinching his nose with his fingers in annoyance.
"The Cannonball Run is a car race across the United States of America." Prince Pasha replied. "It goes from California to Connecticut. They do it once every year."
"I thought it went to Texas." King Abdul replied.
"They changed it in recent years." Prince Abdul replied. "I love the American car races." The Prince grinned happily. "The colorful cars, the wild characters, the women..." Prince Abdul drooled. He was infamous for his womanizing, which annoyed his father. "Women...women...women...women..."
"WILL YOU STOP THAT, YOU EVER-HORNY FOOL!?!?" King Abdul snapped at the top of his voice.
"Sorry, father." Prince Pasha whimpered weakly.
"Look, what kind of wacky weed makes you believe I'd finance this 'Cannonball Run' business?" King Abdul groaned. "I need a drink." The monarch walked over to a mini-bar and poured himself a glass of brandy.
"I don't smoke, father." Prince Abdul pinched his arm. "I know! We can do a specially-themed run this year!"
"In 1994, they tried using mimes as drivers. What a disaster that turned out to be." King Abdul chuckled. "What do you plan now? Having a bunch of mutants race?" He turned and saw the gleam in his son's eyes. "Oh shoot. I did it again."
"YEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! An all-mutant Cannonball Run! The first of its kind!" The Prince of Princes grinned.
"And who do you think will be dumb enough to race in that? Those Misfit guys in America?" King Abdul laughed sarcastically. He stopped when he saw the gleam in his son's eyes grow. "Aw crud, my wife was right. I do need to learn when to shut my big mouth."
"Yes! The ultimate mutant race!" Prince Abdul grinned wildly, jumping up and down. "The East Coast and West Coast Misfits battling it out to determine the greatest driver!"
"I doubt all of them have licenses." King Abdul laughed.
"No big deal. It's not like the Cannonball Run is legal anyhow." Prince Abdul chuckled. "The highway policemen in America are getting ready."
"The Misfit teams work for the American government. Do you have any clue what might happen if they do this?" King Abdul groaned.
"Oh, I can call on your old friend from the military. The one who saved your life all those years ago..." Prince Pasha grinned.
"Oh no..." King Pasha moaned. He started chugging the brandy from the bottle. "I am one dead king now."
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(The Pit)
"Hey!" Cover Girl walked into the Misfit Clubhouse. Lila and Jake were playing two-on-two basketball with Xi and Pietro, Wanda and Craig were playing pool, Todd and Althea were watching TV, Fred was raiding the fridge, John was writing a sequel to his novel, and Trinity were in the lab upstairs. As a result, none of the other Misfits wanted to go up there.
"Talk to us!" Lila replied. "Ow!" The basketball rebounded off her head.
"Oops!" Pietro whimpered under Lila's death glare. "Sorry."
"Why I oughta--!" Lila raised her fist, ready to knock Pietro's head off, when the other Misfits coughed. The rocker put her fist down. "You got lucky, Maximoff."
"Look at this!" Cover Girl gave the Misfits the telegram. The mutants read it.
"Hoo boy." Lance groaned.
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(Malibu Base)
"It has coordinates, and an invitation." Siryn noted, handing the telegram to Kicker. The West Coast Misfits were gathered in Whithalf's office.
"I know." Whithalf grinned. "I saved King Abdul of Sharbeen's life once. Been friends ever since. His son's a party animal. Evidently wants you to participate in a car race. One million American dollars to the winner." The slightly insane general started laughing. "Sounds like fun!"
"I think we're in big trouble, Athena." Ace whispered to X23. The Wolverine clone nodded.
"Is there a chance Whithalf is retiring soon?" X23 wondered. Ace shook his head. "We are in trouble. Big trouble."
Looks like the Misfit teams are going to go a-racin'! What madness will happen? How will they be partnered up? What cars or assorted vehicles will they drive? Find out in the next chapter!
Hey Folks! L1701E here! I was looking for inspiration for my next fic when I was surfing the channels. The movie "Cannonball Run II" came on and I was hit with a lightning bolt of inspiration! Do a wild cross-country race with our favorite teams of rag-tag mutants, the East and West Coast Misfits!
Disclaimer: All characters belong to Marvel except those created by me. Enjoy. I don't own the rights to either of the Cannonball Run movies, but I would like to own a copy of them on tape or DVD. They are so funny! X-MEN EVO IS BACK ON CARTOON NETWORK!!!!!! WHOO-HOO!!! BTW, does anyone know how to make italics and bold appear on the screen? I can't do it!
Author's Note: I'm really going to need help and suggestions for this one! So if anyone has any ideas, any ideas, please bring them in in reviews! PLEASE!!!!!
To Red Witch: Hey Red Witch, you forgot to review the final chapter of "Armor Attack"! Yup! Anyway, here's a brand new story filled with madness and mayhem for you! Enjoy!
To Sparky Genocide: Yep, Rictor has now joined the West Coast Misfits! I hope you like this new story I cooked up! Your idea of Hank the nudist? I'm still thinking about it! It's tough though. I also do like your idea of the West Coast Misfits facing off against the Sinister Seven. Who knows? It may happen. Enjoy this new story!
To Metal Dragon1: Trust me, you do not want to know what Jester, Firestorm and Gunbarrel did to Hardcase. It was not pretty. Not pretty at all. I thought the "Bite ME" line was funny, too. I read the newest chapter of "Take the Long Way Home" and I loved it! Put of the rest of the fight soon! NOW!!!!! NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW!!!!!! Enjoy this new story!
To Aaron: I'm glad you liked the fights, and my Evo version of Rictor. I figured that they Evo-tized most of the New Mutants, so Rictor should go next. I could imagine Rictor being friends with Velocity and Thunderbolt. Enjoy this new story!
To Wizard1: Yeah, everyone asked me if Hardcase had his own little buddy as well, and I just had to oblige. It is funny that the Canadians spell like the English. I'm half-English myself. Oh trust me on this, Virus has gone *NUTS* with rage. He's been trashing my mind, screaming about it all day long! He is really miffed at the fact a normal human beat him at his own game (Virus: THAT MOTHER $%@*^#(*@^#!^#^@&^&$ IRON MAN!!!!! $^*^$#*&@^$(!!!!!!!! @$U#U$#($&#&%#@*#(!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! $&#^#&%^%@^%! IRON MAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!!!!!!) I figured ol' Rictor would fit in well with the West Coast Misfits. When will they find out about Rictor's real past? Not any time soon. Enjoy this new madness I cooked up!
Chapter 1: Plans and Invitations!
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(The country of Sharbeen, in the Middle East)
In a beautiful palace, a sheik with graying hair was talking with another sheik that looked like the first, only in his mid-twenties. The elder sheik was the King of Sharbeen, King Abdul, and the younger sheik was his son, the Master of the Deserts, the Prince of Princes, Prince Pasha Abdul.
"What is this 'Cannonball Run' business?" King Abdul grumbled, pinching his nose with his fingers in annoyance.
"The Cannonball Run is a car race across the United States of America." Prince Pasha replied. "It goes from California to Connecticut. They do it once every year."
"I thought it went to Texas." King Abdul replied.
"They changed it in recent years." Prince Abdul replied. "I love the American car races." The Prince grinned happily. "The colorful cars, the wild characters, the women..." Prince Abdul drooled. He was infamous for his womanizing, which annoyed his father. "Women...women...women...women..."
"WILL YOU STOP THAT, YOU EVER-HORNY FOOL!?!?" King Abdul snapped at the top of his voice.
"Sorry, father." Prince Pasha whimpered weakly.
"Look, what kind of wacky weed makes you believe I'd finance this 'Cannonball Run' business?" King Abdul groaned. "I need a drink." The monarch walked over to a mini-bar and poured himself a glass of brandy.
"I don't smoke, father." Prince Abdul pinched his arm. "I know! We can do a specially-themed run this year!"
"In 1994, they tried using mimes as drivers. What a disaster that turned out to be." King Abdul chuckled. "What do you plan now? Having a bunch of mutants race?" He turned and saw the gleam in his son's eyes. "Oh shoot. I did it again."
"YEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! An all-mutant Cannonball Run! The first of its kind!" The Prince of Princes grinned.
"And who do you think will be dumb enough to race in that? Those Misfit guys in America?" King Abdul laughed sarcastically. He stopped when he saw the gleam in his son's eyes grow. "Aw crud, my wife was right. I do need to learn when to shut my big mouth."
"Yes! The ultimate mutant race!" Prince Abdul grinned wildly, jumping up and down. "The East Coast and West Coast Misfits battling it out to determine the greatest driver!"
"I doubt all of them have licenses." King Abdul laughed.
"No big deal. It's not like the Cannonball Run is legal anyhow." Prince Abdul chuckled. "The highway policemen in America are getting ready."
"The Misfit teams work for the American government. Do you have any clue what might happen if they do this?" King Abdul groaned.
"Oh, I can call on your old friend from the military. The one who saved your life all those years ago..." Prince Pasha grinned.
"Oh no..." King Pasha moaned. He started chugging the brandy from the bottle. "I am one dead king now."
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(The Pit)
"Hey!" Cover Girl walked into the Misfit Clubhouse. Lila and Jake were playing two-on-two basketball with Xi and Pietro, Wanda and Craig were playing pool, Todd and Althea were watching TV, Fred was raiding the fridge, John was writing a sequel to his novel, and Trinity were in the lab upstairs. As a result, none of the other Misfits wanted to go up there.
"Talk to us!" Lila replied. "Ow!" The basketball rebounded off her head.
"Oops!" Pietro whimpered under Lila's death glare. "Sorry."
"Why I oughta--!" Lila raised her fist, ready to knock Pietro's head off, when the other Misfits coughed. The rocker put her fist down. "You got lucky, Maximoff."
"Look at this!" Cover Girl gave the Misfits the telegram. The mutants read it.
"Hoo boy." Lance groaned.
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(Malibu Base)
"It has coordinates, and an invitation." Siryn noted, handing the telegram to Kicker. The West Coast Misfits were gathered in Whithalf's office.
"I know." Whithalf grinned. "I saved King Abdul of Sharbeen's life once. Been friends ever since. His son's a party animal. Evidently wants you to participate in a car race. One million American dollars to the winner." The slightly insane general started laughing. "Sounds like fun!"
"I think we're in big trouble, Athena." Ace whispered to X23. The Wolverine clone nodded.
"Is there a chance Whithalf is retiring soon?" X23 wondered. Ace shook his head. "We are in trouble. Big trouble."
Looks like the Misfit teams are going to go a-racin'! What madness will happen? How will they be partnered up? What cars or assorted vehicles will they drive? Find out in the next chapter!