Beyond the Normality
In Bespin, Cloud City…
With his long cloak billowing over the winds of the ventilation shafts, Victor Von Doom sneered as he felt victory was near. "Corsair never told you about your father" He hissed
Panting with every breath in his body, Scott Summers clinged onto a railing for dear life. He had lost his lightsaber- and his right hand, but he still kept strong. "HE TOLD ME ENOUGH!" Scott shouted, glaring angrily at the metal-masked Sith lord. "He told me you KILLED him!"
"No. I am your father." Doom responded menacingly. Scott became devastated "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! NOOOO! THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE!" Scott screamed overdramatically
"Join me Scott. Join me and together we can rule the Galaxy, as father and son." Doom echoed. "NEVER! NEEEEVVVVEEEERRRRRRRRRRR!" Scott hollered, diving down the pipe for safety
"SCOTT! Wake up, for crying out loud!" Jean yelped, Scott finally coming to his senses and bolting upward, his brow sweating as he looked to see his wife. "Jean? I-I had the dream again." Scott babbled deliriously
"Let me guess… the infamous Star Wars dream again?" Jean asked flatly. "Yep." Scott answered
"the one where Vader says he's Luke's father?" Jean asked. Scott nodded his head. Jean rolled her eyes and grumbled "I knew letting you and Alex rent Star Trek was a bad idea. Next thing I know, I'll have a dream that's like Wrath of Khan" before going back to sleep.
Meanwhile, on an unknown planet…
"I've done far worse than kill you. I've hurt you, and I wish to go on… hurting you. I will leave you as you left me, as you left her. Marooned for all eternity at the center of a dead planet, buried alive… buried alive." Magneto taunted from a high-upward ship. Seething with rage, Jean lifted her eyes to the heavens and screamed "KHAAAAAANNNN! KHAAAAANNNNNNNNNN!"
"Jean, for gods sakes, will you KNOCK IT OFF?" Betsy griped as Jean immediately woke up, her thumb in her mouth. "uh… what are you doing?" Emma asked, embarrassed by Jean's odd sleeping habits. Jean immediately placed her thumb out of her mouth and then exhaled "I had some weird dream"
"no no, let me guess… that one from Star Trek?" Betsy deadpanned, Jean nodding. "wait… isn't that the one with the guy screaming khan over and over?" Emma asked sheepishly.
"*SCOOOTTTTT! SCOTTTTTTTTTT!" Alex's loud, rambling screams echoed from the attic. Rolling her eyes, Betsy got up from her bed, got out her baseball bat as Jean and Emma did the same. The three marched upward to the attic, came near Alex and with their bats poised…
THWACK! THWACK! THUD! BAM!
"uh… I kinda think you overdid it there, Bets." Emma winced, Betsy snorting in reply before seeing the red blood on the bat. "Uh oh…" Jean gulped as all three females suddenly turned pale. Then both screamed and ran into the closet, shutting the door.
"Ohmygod, ohmygod! Whatta we do? Whatarewegonna DO?!" Jean babbled hysterically, Emma quickly scooping her up and hummed her a soothing melody.
"Oh that's just so disgusting! Yecch!" Betsy retched, appalled by Jean and Emma's… er, attachments