**Author's Note**
Had an allergy attack the other night and remembered this fan fic that I wrote when I was sixteen. I was still figuring out everything and was trying to use original characters in a non-X-Men specific way. I found it and was pleasantly surprised. I don't post a lot of my ancient, early writings, but after reading this and a book that was recommended to me a long time ago, I needed to give it a home.

Lucille "Lucky" Floyd was by no chance an ordinary girl. And neither was her best friend, Klaus McQueen. At six years old and five years old, they made a promise to one another.

"You promise to make me a queen, Klaus?" she asked loudly, pumping her legs in the swing set all the noise in the playground.

"Of course. I pinky swear, even, Lucky," he answered by grinning
from his swing.

"You sure you can do it? It might be harder than you think."

"I can do it!" he roared triumphantly, determined to keep the most unordinary girl he ever met at his side. "Even if I have to marry you." His nose scrunched
up in disgust; the thought of marriage to the kindergartener was almost as unthinkable as losing her.

"Yeeuch!" Lucky's nose matched his in the same form of disgust, but
soon her face erupted in laughter. She jumped off bravely from her swing and sang, "Wednesday, Wedding Day!"

"Aw, man..." Klaus reluctantly jumped from his swing to chase
after her. If he didn't tickle the inside of her elbow by the end of recess, he'd be stuck with her forever

Come Blow Your Horn: Part 1/3
By Mice

Lucky Floyd hunted down Klaus McQueen at the Los Angeles Anchor, the second largest paper in the city. She was a photographic Ace and he was a top reporter. Lucky's top joy was to out-scoop Klaus. "Guess what, McQueen."

He jumped at the sound of her voice. She always seemed to sneak up on him. "What is it Floyd? Another mutant story?"

"Of course! Look at this picture I took." She pulled out her tablet. "It is of the outlaw band of mutants called the X-Men. "You can even see that one's purple hair...and that pink stuff around her hand. I'm telling you, McQueen, I'm going to get the front page..." She smiled at the defeat in his face. "...again!"

"Look, Floyd, the story I'm working on is going to give the costume freaks a run for their money. Look." He smiled at his computer
screen and the sea of letters that she was squinting at. "Oh, I forgot that you wear glasses." Lucky needed glasses and they were never around. "Graydon Creed: Savior or Schmuck? It seems that Mr. Creed has some great dirty laundry hanging out the window. So far, I've scratched the surface that the Friends of Humanity is somewhat of a Nazi campaign group and is somehow connected to him. This is true front page material, Floyd. Go to the comic section to print your little picture."

"Oooh, McQueen! You forget, the Friends of Humanity deals with mutants; they say that they are there to protect the humans from them. I
get a feeling we could, oh, I don't know, combine our genius and get a real story." Lucky began to smile at in a way that always made him feel like he was walking into a trap. Her thirty-four year-old body that had never seen the light of a health club was quite well kept and threatening his space. She shrugged her foot clad in a knee high Doc Marten boot with jeans that Klaus reasoned she had probably slashed with a steak knife over what seemed to be a black leotard.

"C'mon, McQueen. I know you're feeling rebellious today, your wearing your maroon tie! Also, what is more rebellious than working with
me?" She gave a little pout to her lip to double her efforts.

Klaus straightened out his Dockers and made sure that his white shirt was still white before looking at Lucky, not wanting to agree. "Alright, what will it hurt?" he sighed. It was the opposite of what he wanted.

"It'll be a blast, Queenie! The boss man said it was ok, so go and pack! I got a tip and we got to get to D.C. by six o'clock tonight! we leave for this tip I got about the FOH and DC at six tonight." Lucky tossed her large canvas back pack over her shoulder and began to exit.

"How did you know I was going to agree?"

She turns before going outside the building and winks. "I knew you couldn't resist me."