Authors Note: Heh, I needed a good laugh so I wondered 'Why not have little kids running around in X-Men Evoultion! YAY!!' but then my dog ran away from me. Oh well, read the story! Oh, and I don't own X-Men: Evolution or it's characters but I DO own this fanfict and the little kids in it...The song playing at the end is called "The Bum Bum Song" by Tom Green. Yeah, I know that song is stupid, but hey...this is a stupid fanfict. -runs around like a psycho maniac-
"So, F-friday after s-school..." Scott stammered nervously, digging his hands deeper in his pockets.
"Sure," Jean replied in her usual tone, although her heart was about to burst with joy.
Scott and Jean, the most talked about couple at the Institute, were walking side by side down one of the hallways in the Institute. No one was in sight except for those two.
"So, Jean...I was wondering- WHOA!" Scott yelped.
"Huh?" Jean gave him a puzzled look and followed his gaze to the bunch of children sprawled out on the floor before them.
"P-Professor?!" Scott called out, nervously eyeing the little kids.
"Yes, Scott...Jean..." Professor Xavier greeted as he came over to his aid.
"Did you um...let a few kids in here...?" Jean asked, not taking her eyes off the kids who were giggling and crawling on the floor.
"No...who are-" the professor started until he was inturrupted by a short red haired girl. Goofy pigtails tied with bright pink ribbons sprung out of her head, her brown eyes glared at Professor Xavier, and her small hands were planted her hips. It was clear she was trying to look as serious she could.
"Hey! I am not a kid. I'm a thpecial (special) young lady!" The red-haired girl spat out, she had a lisp...it was completely obvious.
"And we all know you are...tell me, do you know how you got here?" Professor Xavier kindly asked.
"Yah, me and my friendths (friends) were playing in a thandbox (sandbox) and dumb Kyle stole my Wedding Barbie doll! Right when thhe (she) wath (was) about to marry Ken! Then we Ugh, boyths... (boys...) They have cootieths...(cooties)..." The red head answered jerking her tiny thumb towards a green, small, fuzzy, elf.
"Hey! Ztop eet Katrina...Me dun got cooties!" Kyle was just about ready to cry, his pointed ears wilted and his yellow eyes closed shut, causing tears to stream down his fuzzy face.
"Kyle is cryyyinnng...Kyle is crryyyyinnng..." sang a brown eyed brunette girl, sticking her tongue out at the elf, making him cry even harder.
"Stop it, Jenna..." Kyle cried, whiping away his tears with his small fist.
"Let's all play the quiet game!" Jean suggested cheerfully, trying to have everyone shut up.
"No! Tha's a dumb game..." A girl with red and black eyes and braided brown and white hair glared at Jean angrilly.
"Oooh...I'm telling on you, Veronica! You said 'dumb'!" jeered a little boy in overalls, his jet black hair tangled, his eyes dark brown with an innocent and evil twist in them.
"Don't make me break your hot wheels car, Ryan!" Veronica focused her red and black eyes on Ryan, causing him to shrink back, whimpering.
"Alright! All of you be quiet, or I'll put you all in a time-out!" Scott threatened.
The group of kids scrambled to line up next to eachother, staring up at Scott with hopeful eyes. Scott smirked at the power he had over the little kids. Jean gave Scott and Professor Xavier a worried look. What were they going to do about these kids? Who are they anyway?
"It's best we just bring them downstairs...we'll see if Ororo and Hank can say anything about this..." Professor Xavier said as he started to head towards the stairs.
Jean and Scott followed while the little kids scrambled forward, fighting over who should be first in line. The kids all made it downstairs before Jean, Scott, or Charles could even step on the first step.
"ARRGGHHH!! WHO LET THESE KIDS IN? WHO ARE THESE KIDS? THEY'RE MESSING WITH MY BOOM BOX!" Jamie screeched, a horrified tone was in his voice.
"Oh no..." Jean gave a shocked look at Scott, her mouth agate as well as her eyes.
"Be afraid, be very afraid..." Scott nodded sadly.
"Oh, I do believe Jamie is known for awful taste in songs in the Institute, but I'm sure they can not be that bad," Professor Xavier smiled warmly.
Jean and Scott exchanged worried glances. The song from the boom box could be heard from all parts of the Institute. The song that was flowing out was probably the worst song ever...
"My bum is on the rail, my bum is on the rail. Look at me, my bum is on the rail." The radio played.
The song was just starting. The Professor's eyes widened and his mouth fell open.
"My bum is on the step...my bum is on the step, don't fall down the step you might hurt your bum...Ahahahaaa..." The boom box blared out.
This line of the song was followed by silence, then hysterical childish laughter, then "DURN ZE SONG BACK ON!!" from Kyle. The Professor could tell...today was going to be a rough day...
What'cha think? Let me know in the reviews, but don't say how much you hate it. If you hated it, just say things like "I think you could improve..." I hate hate mail. DIE!! -grabs a pitchfork and stabs hate mail- X_X
"So, F-friday after s-school..." Scott stammered nervously, digging his hands deeper in his pockets.
"Sure," Jean replied in her usual tone, although her heart was about to burst with joy.
Scott and Jean, the most talked about couple at the Institute, were walking side by side down one of the hallways in the Institute. No one was in sight except for those two.
"So, Jean...I was wondering- WHOA!" Scott yelped.
"Huh?" Jean gave him a puzzled look and followed his gaze to the bunch of children sprawled out on the floor before them.
"P-Professor?!" Scott called out, nervously eyeing the little kids.
"Yes, Scott...Jean..." Professor Xavier greeted as he came over to his aid.
"Did you um...let a few kids in here...?" Jean asked, not taking her eyes off the kids who were giggling and crawling on the floor.
"No...who are-" the professor started until he was inturrupted by a short red haired girl. Goofy pigtails tied with bright pink ribbons sprung out of her head, her brown eyes glared at Professor Xavier, and her small hands were planted her hips. It was clear she was trying to look as serious she could.
"Hey! I am not a kid. I'm a thpecial (special) young lady!" The red-haired girl spat out, she had a lisp...it was completely obvious.
"And we all know you are...tell me, do you know how you got here?" Professor Xavier kindly asked.
"Yah, me and my friendths (friends) were playing in a thandbox (sandbox) and dumb Kyle stole my Wedding Barbie doll! Right when thhe (she) wath (was) about to marry Ken! Then we Ugh, boyths... (boys...) They have cootieths...(cooties)..." The red head answered jerking her tiny thumb towards a green, small, fuzzy, elf.
"Hey! Ztop eet Katrina...Me dun got cooties!" Kyle was just about ready to cry, his pointed ears wilted and his yellow eyes closed shut, causing tears to stream down his fuzzy face.
"Kyle is cryyyinnng...Kyle is crryyyyinnng..." sang a brown eyed brunette girl, sticking her tongue out at the elf, making him cry even harder.
"Stop it, Jenna..." Kyle cried, whiping away his tears with his small fist.
"Let's all play the quiet game!" Jean suggested cheerfully, trying to have everyone shut up.
"No! Tha's a dumb game..." A girl with red and black eyes and braided brown and white hair glared at Jean angrilly.
"Oooh...I'm telling on you, Veronica! You said 'dumb'!" jeered a little boy in overalls, his jet black hair tangled, his eyes dark brown with an innocent and evil twist in them.
"Don't make me break your hot wheels car, Ryan!" Veronica focused her red and black eyes on Ryan, causing him to shrink back, whimpering.
"Alright! All of you be quiet, or I'll put you all in a time-out!" Scott threatened.
The group of kids scrambled to line up next to eachother, staring up at Scott with hopeful eyes. Scott smirked at the power he had over the little kids. Jean gave Scott and Professor Xavier a worried look. What were they going to do about these kids? Who are they anyway?
"It's best we just bring them downstairs...we'll see if Ororo and Hank can say anything about this..." Professor Xavier said as he started to head towards the stairs.
Jean and Scott followed while the little kids scrambled forward, fighting over who should be first in line. The kids all made it downstairs before Jean, Scott, or Charles could even step on the first step.
"ARRGGHHH!! WHO LET THESE KIDS IN? WHO ARE THESE KIDS? THEY'RE MESSING WITH MY BOOM BOX!" Jamie screeched, a horrified tone was in his voice.
"Oh no..." Jean gave a shocked look at Scott, her mouth agate as well as her eyes.
"Be afraid, be very afraid..." Scott nodded sadly.
"Oh, I do believe Jamie is known for awful taste in songs in the Institute, but I'm sure they can not be that bad," Professor Xavier smiled warmly.
Jean and Scott exchanged worried glances. The song from the boom box could be heard from all parts of the Institute. The song that was flowing out was probably the worst song ever...
"My bum is on the rail, my bum is on the rail. Look at me, my bum is on the rail." The radio played.
The song was just starting. The Professor's eyes widened and his mouth fell open.
"My bum is on the step...my bum is on the step, don't fall down the step you might hurt your bum...Ahahahaaa..." The boom box blared out.
This line of the song was followed by silence, then hysterical childish laughter, then "DURN ZE SONG BACK ON!!" from Kyle. The Professor could tell...today was going to be a rough day...
What'cha think? Let me know in the reviews, but don't say how much you hate it. If you hated it, just say things like "I think you could improve..." I hate hate mail. DIE!! -grabs a pitchfork and stabs hate mail- X_X