Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men Evolution or any of its characters. "Ed's E-Z Mart" is a name that a pulled out of my head. If there actually is a store by that name, then I apologize.
If there was one thing in the world that Victor "Sabertooth" Creed hated (besides his archenemy Wolverine), it was grocery shopping. Not only was it really annoying to wait in those long check-out lines, but he had to wear a ton of clothing to hide his (hem-hem) unusual physical features. In short, grocery shopping for Sabertooth was about as fun as a colonoscopy.
But when he woke up Monday to find that he had no food-and worse-no beer in his apartment, he decided that a visit to the local convenience store couldn't be put off anymore.
Here we go again, he grumbled mentally as he put on the shades to cover his yellow eyes and a face-scarf to cover his fangs. He was just about to put on the gloves that covered his claws when he stopped. Everyone knew about mutants now. Why was he still hiding?
Screw them! he thought. It's about a hundred degrees outside, and I ain't gonna wrap myself up like a mummy just ta avoid offending their delicate eyes. If they don't like the way I look, it's there problem, not mine.
So Sabertooth put on a t-shirt and ripped blue jeans and headed for the store with yellow eyes, fangs, claws, and fur all in plain sight.
The shoppers at Ed's E-Z Mart stopped in their tracks and stared as the huge, cat-like man walked through the door.
Just let 'em try to mess with me, Sabertooth growled to himself. I'll put 'em through the wall.
To his slight disappointment, no one put up a fight. They quietly went on with business as usual, although some kept glancing over their shoulders.
Sabertooth shrugged, got a cart, and began filling it with cheap beer and processed snackfoods.
The people in the check-out line kindly stepped aside and allowed him to get to the counter first. The cash register was manned by a scrawny teenage boy who gaped at Sabertooth with a slack jaw and eyes the size of dinner plates.
"Hey man, are you a mutant?" he asked as he began to scan Sabertooth's items.
"Nope," said Sabertooth ."I'm a wookie."
With that, he threw back his head, opened his mouth, and let out a long "waaah" which sounded exactly like the cry of a wookie.
Absolute silence. The cashier looked like he was about to pass out while all the other customers gazed at him with bewildered expressions on their faces.
Smirking, Sabertooth grabbed the fully-loaded cart and strolled out the door, thinking that maybe he should go grocery shopping more often.