Disclamer: I do not own The Song Alburquerque or X-Men Evolution. If anyone reading this owns or co-owns any of these things, Please don't sue!.
Here's the story!(this is my first fic I'm so excited!)
Prof.X: Everyone! I know your all bored so I thought I'd tell you a story!
Evan:We're not babys. we don't wanna here a story.
Prof(I'm just gonna use prof from now on. Why? I'm Lazy): No. I think you'll like this story. Logan, The Door.
Everyone: aaaww maaan....
Kitty: Wait a minute...
Prof:Unless you want to be grounded for a month.
Kitty:DAMN!
Prof: Okay, Here it goes. Way back when I was just a itty bitty boy. Living in a box under the stairs of the basment of the house half a block down the street from Jerry's Bait Shop. You know the place.
Kurt: No we don't.
Prof: Pretend you do.Well anything life was going swell and everything was juuuussst PEACHY! Except for the fact that every single morning my mother would make me a big
bowl of Sourkraut for breakfest.(mind you this was before I had to get my wheelchair.) Well I asked my mom "What's up with all the sourkraut?". And my dear sweet mother just looked at me like a cow looks at an oncoming train. And she said "IT'S GOOD FOR YOU!" Then she tied me to the wall and force fed me sourkraut till I was 16 and a half years old. Well I dreamed I would move to a place where the sun is always shinining and the air smelled like warm root beer...Or maybe it was coka cola? No I think it was root beer. No no it was Coke...
Scott:Just make up your mind!
Prof: okay okay. Let's say it was coke. Well the very next day my dream came true. A local radio station was having a contest to guess how many molocuels made up lenord Nemoys butt. Now I found out about my mutant power around then and read the announcers mind. Now my powers were just developing so I was off by 3. But I still won the grand prize! A first class, 1-Way ticket to Alburquerque!
Jean and Kitty together:Albuquerque?
Prof:Yes Albuquerque.
Rogue: This is so stupid.
Prof:(pointing to Rogue) Your Grounded for a week!
Rogue:Why!?!?
Prof: Because I can.
Rogue:****
Prof. Two weeks!
That's all for now! Send me reveiws please!
Here's the story!(this is my first fic I'm so excited!)
Prof.X: Everyone! I know your all bored so I thought I'd tell you a story!
Evan:We're not babys. we don't wanna here a story.
Prof(I'm just gonna use prof from now on. Why? I'm Lazy): No. I think you'll like this story. Logan, The Door.
Everyone: aaaww maaan....
Kitty: Wait a minute...
Prof:Unless you want to be grounded for a month.
Kitty:DAMN!
Prof: Okay, Here it goes. Way back when I was just a itty bitty boy. Living in a box under the stairs of the basment of the house half a block down the street from Jerry's Bait Shop. You know the place.
Kurt: No we don't.
Prof: Pretend you do.Well anything life was going swell and everything was juuuussst PEACHY! Except for the fact that every single morning my mother would make me a big
bowl of Sourkraut for breakfest.(mind you this was before I had to get my wheelchair.) Well I asked my mom "What's up with all the sourkraut?". And my dear sweet mother just looked at me like a cow looks at an oncoming train. And she said "IT'S GOOD FOR YOU!" Then she tied me to the wall and force fed me sourkraut till I was 16 and a half years old. Well I dreamed I would move to a place where the sun is always shinining and the air smelled like warm root beer...Or maybe it was coka cola? No I think it was root beer. No no it was Coke...
Scott:Just make up your mind!
Prof: okay okay. Let's say it was coke. Well the very next day my dream came true. A local radio station was having a contest to guess how many molocuels made up lenord Nemoys butt. Now I found out about my mutant power around then and read the announcers mind. Now my powers were just developing so I was off by 3. But I still won the grand prize! A first class, 1-Way ticket to Alburquerque!
Jean and Kitty together:Albuquerque?
Prof:Yes Albuquerque.
Rogue: This is so stupid.
Prof:(pointing to Rogue) Your Grounded for a week!
Rogue:Why!?!?
Prof: Because I can.
Rogue:****
Prof. Two weeks!
That's all for now! Send me reveiws please!