Ok, this is gonna be really short unless I manage to be creative and put in
more stuff, but I kind of have writers block and I can't think up stuff to
write. And CG is being a punk, running around in the snow because we just
had two snow days in a row where we haven't had a single one in five years.
So.yeah. And yes, I am addicted to sugar, it's not something I just made
up, it's a real thing.
Oh and another little thingy, movie Bobby is from Boston and so I assume Evo Bobby is too. This really ticks me off that they don't do his accent right, in fact, no one does Boston accents right and they cant get the lingo right. No one I know says 'rooving'. But of course I have to make fun of everything so if you're from Boston and I butcher it that's just me.
Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men, no matter how much I'd like to. I also don't own 'Heya'.
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Intervention
The X-Men had all gathered in the professors meeting room, where they had been summoned by the man only minutes ago through means of his psychic powers. They stood around with their hands in their pockets, each of them saying over and over: "Goodness I wonder what this could be about." All were present, including the New Recruits, all except the professor.
"Yo dawg, wheya da professuh be at?" Bobby inquired.
"I bet he made us all come here so he could wheel around the mansion in drag!"* Jamie said. The others eyed him doubtfully and Jamie sighed. "I saw him in a dress! It was at night and I had to drop a deuce! I told you this already!"
"Sure you did, little man." Roberto said, and then made kissy faces at Bobby, his object of desire.
"I did!" Jamie shouted as Bobby grimaced, and Sam put a comforting arm around him. Bobby, not Jamie! That would be cradle robbing.probably.
Then the door opened and the professor rolled in, a Senor Cupcake cupcake held in his hand. Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to attention. The professor looked surprised to see them all there for some reason.
"What are you all doing here?*Gasp!* Did one of you scratch my Justin Timberlake CD?!!" They X-changed looks and then Jean stepped forward.
"Professor, you summoned us here."
"Shut up Jean!" he snapped and then grumbled about Ms.-Know-It-All, and then he saw the cupcake in his hand.
"Ah, yes. Now I remember," he said brightly. The X-Men waited, and waited.and waited.
"And.?" Storm pushed.
"Stop pressuring me!" he whined, "You're not my mom!" Storm sighed and shook her head as she had grown used to this behavior long ago.
After about half an hour the professor continued as if nothing had happened.
"I have summoned you all here for an intervention," at the looks they gave him he sighed and said, "Not for me you idiots!" But for who then? Let's find out! Everyone turned to Jamie.
"What, you think it's me? I'm telling you I really saw him!" Then they turned to Kitty.
"You, like, seriously, like, aren't thinking it's me!"
"If the shoe fits Kitty!" Ray said deductively.
"Like, that makes, like no sense at all!" she quipped.
"Oh, well I just thought it would sound smart," he mumbled.
"I'm sure you did," she muttered.
"Enough!" The Xavier demanded. "This is not a drug intervention!" at this they all looked at Jean, "No it's not an alcohol intervention either!" Jean folded her arms across her chest and pouted. Scott put an arm around her, though in his head he pictured it was Lance he was holding.
"This is an intervention for the most sinister addiction of them all! It's an intervention for.SUGAR!" *Collective gasp!* A most sinister addiction indeed!
"Who suffers from this most sinister addiction?" Amara queried.
"I know not. I only know every time I've bought a bag of sugar over the last few months it's been found ripped apart with the insides thoroughly cleansed of any sugar residue." The professor came forward and placed the cupcake on the floor, "So I have decided this! With all of you here I know the addict is present, and whoever he or she is, they will not be able to resist a Senor Cupcake!" Though they all knew the professor could easily read their minds to find out who the addict was they decided to let him have it his way and, and they all lined up.
For a while it seemed nothing was going to happen, then Rogue raised her hand.
"Yes Rogue? Would you like a cupcake?" the professor asked eagerly.
"No.can Ah be excused?"
"Why? So you can go find more sugar!" he demanded.
"No! Ah have to pee, damnit!" she shouted.
"Very well," Xavier said, pleased that he had tortured another student. Rogue ran out and they all stood there getting more and more bored by the minute. Then Bobby began humming 'Heya' and was soon singing.
"Shake it like a Polaroid picture!" he sang aloud, and then a scream pierced the air. Everyone jumped as Kurt leapt forward unto the cupcake. He shoved it in his mouth and swallowed it whole.
"Kurt!" Jean gasped, "It was you all along!"
"No shit, Dick Tracey." Logan growled.
"Oh, it's true!" Kurt moaned, his face reddened in shame, not that anyone could see it, what with the fur and all.
"Its okay, Kurt." Xavier said with fake sympathy. "We're here for you."
"On deadest dogs we ah," Bobby said supportively.
"Right," Storm said, "Now the first step on the road to recovery is to give up all sugar, for the remainder of your natural life." Kurt's eyes widened at such a thought.
"Yeah like, here's a celery stick!" Kitty chimed with overemphasized glee.
"Oh Jesus," Kurt groaned.
Wow! I just got an idea for the next chapter! It involves Pietro. Microsoft Word doesn't recognize Pietro as a word. Huh. Anyway, Pietro seems to talk really fast, and even though his powers may have something to do with that, I think my idea is a more funner explanation. Well.Goodbye!
Oh and another little thingy, movie Bobby is from Boston and so I assume Evo Bobby is too. This really ticks me off that they don't do his accent right, in fact, no one does Boston accents right and they cant get the lingo right. No one I know says 'rooving'. But of course I have to make fun of everything so if you're from Boston and I butcher it that's just me.
Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men, no matter how much I'd like to. I also don't own 'Heya'.
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Intervention
The X-Men had all gathered in the professors meeting room, where they had been summoned by the man only minutes ago through means of his psychic powers. They stood around with their hands in their pockets, each of them saying over and over: "Goodness I wonder what this could be about." All were present, including the New Recruits, all except the professor.
"Yo dawg, wheya da professuh be at?" Bobby inquired.
"I bet he made us all come here so he could wheel around the mansion in drag!"* Jamie said. The others eyed him doubtfully and Jamie sighed. "I saw him in a dress! It was at night and I had to drop a deuce! I told you this already!"
"Sure you did, little man." Roberto said, and then made kissy faces at Bobby, his object of desire.
"I did!" Jamie shouted as Bobby grimaced, and Sam put a comforting arm around him. Bobby, not Jamie! That would be cradle robbing.probably.
Then the door opened and the professor rolled in, a Senor Cupcake cupcake held in his hand. Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to attention. The professor looked surprised to see them all there for some reason.
"What are you all doing here?*Gasp!* Did one of you scratch my Justin Timberlake CD?!!" They X-changed looks and then Jean stepped forward.
"Professor, you summoned us here."
"Shut up Jean!" he snapped and then grumbled about Ms.-Know-It-All, and then he saw the cupcake in his hand.
"Ah, yes. Now I remember," he said brightly. The X-Men waited, and waited.and waited.
"And.?" Storm pushed.
"Stop pressuring me!" he whined, "You're not my mom!" Storm sighed and shook her head as she had grown used to this behavior long ago.
After about half an hour the professor continued as if nothing had happened.
"I have summoned you all here for an intervention," at the looks they gave him he sighed and said, "Not for me you idiots!" But for who then? Let's find out! Everyone turned to Jamie.
"What, you think it's me? I'm telling you I really saw him!" Then they turned to Kitty.
"You, like, seriously, like, aren't thinking it's me!"
"If the shoe fits Kitty!" Ray said deductively.
"Like, that makes, like no sense at all!" she quipped.
"Oh, well I just thought it would sound smart," he mumbled.
"I'm sure you did," she muttered.
"Enough!" The Xavier demanded. "This is not a drug intervention!" at this they all looked at Jean, "No it's not an alcohol intervention either!" Jean folded her arms across her chest and pouted. Scott put an arm around her, though in his head he pictured it was Lance he was holding.
"This is an intervention for the most sinister addiction of them all! It's an intervention for.SUGAR!" *Collective gasp!* A most sinister addiction indeed!
"Who suffers from this most sinister addiction?" Amara queried.
"I know not. I only know every time I've bought a bag of sugar over the last few months it's been found ripped apart with the insides thoroughly cleansed of any sugar residue." The professor came forward and placed the cupcake on the floor, "So I have decided this! With all of you here I know the addict is present, and whoever he or she is, they will not be able to resist a Senor Cupcake!" Though they all knew the professor could easily read their minds to find out who the addict was they decided to let him have it his way and, and they all lined up.
For a while it seemed nothing was going to happen, then Rogue raised her hand.
"Yes Rogue? Would you like a cupcake?" the professor asked eagerly.
"No.can Ah be excused?"
"Why? So you can go find more sugar!" he demanded.
"No! Ah have to pee, damnit!" she shouted.
"Very well," Xavier said, pleased that he had tortured another student. Rogue ran out and they all stood there getting more and more bored by the minute. Then Bobby began humming 'Heya' and was soon singing.
"Shake it like a Polaroid picture!" he sang aloud, and then a scream pierced the air. Everyone jumped as Kurt leapt forward unto the cupcake. He shoved it in his mouth and swallowed it whole.
"Kurt!" Jean gasped, "It was you all along!"
"No shit, Dick Tracey." Logan growled.
"Oh, it's true!" Kurt moaned, his face reddened in shame, not that anyone could see it, what with the fur and all.
"Its okay, Kurt." Xavier said with fake sympathy. "We're here for you."
"On deadest dogs we ah," Bobby said supportively.
"Right," Storm said, "Now the first step on the road to recovery is to give up all sugar, for the remainder of your natural life." Kurt's eyes widened at such a thought.
"Yeah like, here's a celery stick!" Kitty chimed with overemphasized glee.
"Oh Jesus," Kurt groaned.
Wow! I just got an idea for the next chapter! It involves Pietro. Microsoft Word doesn't recognize Pietro as a word. Huh. Anyway, Pietro seems to talk really fast, and even though his powers may have something to do with that, I think my idea is a more funner explanation. Well.Goodbye!