Disclaimer: I am Miguel. And I am Tulio. And they call us Miguel and Tulio.
In other words what I'm trying to say is that I don't own x-men evolution
in any way, shape or form.
Before continuing be aware that there are many occasions in this story where the characters will be acting out of character for the fun of the story. You have been warned.
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John sat idly at his computer desktop. Crumpled papers lay all around the trash bin. He sighed as he leaned back in his chair, staring at the still blank screen.
Gambit sauntered into the room, "What's wrong mon ami?"
"Writer's block," John sighed. " I need a muse, mate."
Gambit let this phrase percolate in his brain for a while as he tried to make out what his Australian friend had just said. A. Muse. Mate. Did he mean amusement? "Amusement," Gambit asked. "Oui, Gambit knows exactly where you can find it."
"You do?" John nearly fell out of his chair in surprise. It seemed unlikely to him that Gambit really knew what he was talking about but it was best not to shatter the Cajun's hopes of helping out.
"Oui, the new park. Follow Gambit, he'll show you." He grabbed John by the arm and pulled him out of the depressing workroom. As they passed Piotr in the hallway he stared at them and yelled, " Where are you going?"
"We are in search of amusement," Gambit said.
"Yes, but where are you going?"
"The park," John told him.
"And you think you'll find some there?"
"All I need is one, mate. There could be hundreds of muses out there but there is only one for me."
Figuring it was just some language barrier thing Piotr just shrugged his shoulders. "Can I come along?"
"Oui, now let's go. Gambit wants to make sure he gets a good seat on the swings."
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Upon arriving at the park Gambit immediately ran towards the swings and fought a small four-year-old for one shaped like a horse, eventually coming out victorious with the small child sitting in the sand crying. Colossus scanned the playground until he found what he was looking for, one of those sand scooping things with the levers, and contently began building a tall hill. Pyro on the other hand was not enjoying himself as much as his comrades were. Looking around for a muse he was soon sure that there were none to be found at this location, unless they were disguised as a tired mother, babysitter, or any of the small children racing about.
Pyro calmly walked over to Gambit, who was contently swinging back and forth. "I thought you said I'd find a muse here. I don't see any!" Gambit slowed down and looked Pyro in the eyes.
"Gambit never said he would find you a muse. He said he would find you amusement, like you asked for."
"Like I asked for?" Pyro thought about this for a moment. Was it possible that Gambit had misunderstood him? "Well, now you know I'm looking for a muse. Do you know where I could possibly find one?"
"How about you hold auditions as the mall," the Cajun suggested. "There are many pretty girls there."
"I suppose. Hey Colossus! We're leaving!" The massive Russian quickly returned to Pyro without complaint.
"Where are we going now," Colossus asked as they began to make their way further and further from the sandbox and swings.
"The mall," Pyro replied. Colossus stopped dead in his tracks. "What's the matter," Pyro asked.
"I don't want to go yet."
"Why not? You've already played in the sandbox, gotten sand stuck between your toes, what else is there to be done?"
Colossus straightened himself up to his full height before replying "I have yet to go down the slide."
"What slide," Gambit asked.
"That one." Colossus pointed to a tall spiral slide covered on the top half.
"Gambit does not want to go on that slide."
"Colossus, if I let you go on the slide can we leave," Pyro asked. Colossus nodded. "Fine," Pyro waved him off and Colossus began to skip and run to get on the slide.
"I haven't been on a slide since I was seven," Colossus reminisced.
" I can only guess why," Pyro stated after catching Colossus's comment. "Don't go," he heard Gambit yell. The large mutant began to climb the ladder leading to the top and Pyro started to doubt the Russian's ability to fit in the slide and started to laugh to himself. There was no way Colossus would continue once he saw there was no possible way for him to fit.
Colossus reached the top, put himself feet first, grabbed the bar hanging above his head, and pushed off. Pyro stared in wonder as Colossus disappeared down the slide. "What do you know? He fit." But his joy was soon interrupted by a sudden cry of "HELP!"
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What happened to Piotr? Will John find his muse? All these questions and more shall be revealed in the next chapter. Please review and tell me what you think ok? With any luck I'll have another chapter out soon. See ya!
Before continuing be aware that there are many occasions in this story where the characters will be acting out of character for the fun of the story. You have been warned.
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John sat idly at his computer desktop. Crumpled papers lay all around the trash bin. He sighed as he leaned back in his chair, staring at the still blank screen.
Gambit sauntered into the room, "What's wrong mon ami?"
"Writer's block," John sighed. " I need a muse, mate."
Gambit let this phrase percolate in his brain for a while as he tried to make out what his Australian friend had just said. A. Muse. Mate. Did he mean amusement? "Amusement," Gambit asked. "Oui, Gambit knows exactly where you can find it."
"You do?" John nearly fell out of his chair in surprise. It seemed unlikely to him that Gambit really knew what he was talking about but it was best not to shatter the Cajun's hopes of helping out.
"Oui, the new park. Follow Gambit, he'll show you." He grabbed John by the arm and pulled him out of the depressing workroom. As they passed Piotr in the hallway he stared at them and yelled, " Where are you going?"
"We are in search of amusement," Gambit said.
"Yes, but where are you going?"
"The park," John told him.
"And you think you'll find some there?"
"All I need is one, mate. There could be hundreds of muses out there but there is only one for me."
Figuring it was just some language barrier thing Piotr just shrugged his shoulders. "Can I come along?"
"Oui, now let's go. Gambit wants to make sure he gets a good seat on the swings."
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Upon arriving at the park Gambit immediately ran towards the swings and fought a small four-year-old for one shaped like a horse, eventually coming out victorious with the small child sitting in the sand crying. Colossus scanned the playground until he found what he was looking for, one of those sand scooping things with the levers, and contently began building a tall hill. Pyro on the other hand was not enjoying himself as much as his comrades were. Looking around for a muse he was soon sure that there were none to be found at this location, unless they were disguised as a tired mother, babysitter, or any of the small children racing about.
Pyro calmly walked over to Gambit, who was contently swinging back and forth. "I thought you said I'd find a muse here. I don't see any!" Gambit slowed down and looked Pyro in the eyes.
"Gambit never said he would find you a muse. He said he would find you amusement, like you asked for."
"Like I asked for?" Pyro thought about this for a moment. Was it possible that Gambit had misunderstood him? "Well, now you know I'm looking for a muse. Do you know where I could possibly find one?"
"How about you hold auditions as the mall," the Cajun suggested. "There are many pretty girls there."
"I suppose. Hey Colossus! We're leaving!" The massive Russian quickly returned to Pyro without complaint.
"Where are we going now," Colossus asked as they began to make their way further and further from the sandbox and swings.
"The mall," Pyro replied. Colossus stopped dead in his tracks. "What's the matter," Pyro asked.
"I don't want to go yet."
"Why not? You've already played in the sandbox, gotten sand stuck between your toes, what else is there to be done?"
Colossus straightened himself up to his full height before replying "I have yet to go down the slide."
"What slide," Gambit asked.
"That one." Colossus pointed to a tall spiral slide covered on the top half.
"Gambit does not want to go on that slide."
"Colossus, if I let you go on the slide can we leave," Pyro asked. Colossus nodded. "Fine," Pyro waved him off and Colossus began to skip and run to get on the slide.
"I haven't been on a slide since I was seven," Colossus reminisced.
" I can only guess why," Pyro stated after catching Colossus's comment. "Don't go," he heard Gambit yell. The large mutant began to climb the ladder leading to the top and Pyro started to doubt the Russian's ability to fit in the slide and started to laugh to himself. There was no way Colossus would continue once he saw there was no possible way for him to fit.
Colossus reached the top, put himself feet first, grabbed the bar hanging above his head, and pushed off. Pyro stared in wonder as Colossus disappeared down the slide. "What do you know? He fit." But his joy was soon interrupted by a sudden cry of "HELP!"
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What happened to Piotr? Will John find his muse? All these questions and more shall be revealed in the next chapter. Please review and tell me what you think ok? With any luck I'll have another chapter out soon. See ya!