The Scott Summers Show
Genre: Humor
Rating: K+
Characters: Cyclops/Scott S. and Rogue/Anna Marie
Cyclops transforms the X-Mansion's living room into a TV studio, making the X-Men's daily missions into a sitcom version. Talk about taking TV business to the next level!
"What the…?" Rogue asked as she, Kurt, Bobby, Piotr, Logan, Ororo and Kitty entered the X-Mansion's living room, which was somehow transformed into a makeshift TV studio. "Ladies and gentlemen, live from Salem Center, New York, it's the Scott Summers Show!" Warren announced on the intercom. "And here's the man of the hour, Scott Summers!" "Ok, why am I thinking we're being recorded?" Kitty asked. "Because we already are." Logan grumbled as a camera crew was monitoring them. Then Scott himself entered the area, dressed in a stylish Armani suit. "Oh honey, I'm home!" Scott called humorously. "Well, this goes beyond crazy, don't you agree Jean? Jean? Where are…oh no, not you too." Bobby groaned as Jean stood by Scott dressed in her housewife costume. "Darling! How was business at work? I've got your favorite tonight: Crab wontons! Doesn't it look delicious, darling? I made them myself." Jean said seductively. Scott laughed in delight and said "Well now, isn't that a special dinner! By the way, I had to take our dog to the vet again. He's got TB again." Scott said as Jean gave the camera a surprised look after hearing the comment. "Tuberculosis, dear?" Jean asked worriedly. "No dear. T-bone disease." Scott joked. "Did I just hear audience laughter?" Bobby asked. "Oh Scott, you always know how to make me laugh. Care to do the Salsa?" Jean asked. "OK, but only if I lead, senorita." Scott said in a manly voice. "Cue castanet music." Jean hollered. "Hey, this is actually kinda funny." Bobby laughed, while munching popcorn. "Where the heck did you get that?!" Kitty asked. "The food booth." Bobby answered, pointing to the food counter stand right by the kitchen. "Jean, my dear, you never stop to amaze me. I am already mesmerized by your Salsa techniques." Scott said dreamily. "How about this one? I call it 'the Enchilada.'" Jean purred. "The what?" Rogue asked. Then all of a sudden, Italian music started playing, and Scott and Jean were dancing on a makeshift bridge over Venice, Italy. "You are a manly man, Scott. I want you. I need you. I must marry you. We are…entwined by…by…lasagna." Jean said dreamily as she was massaging Scott's shoulders. "Ok, now this is getting way too sitcomlike." Bobby moaned. "Sit down and zip it. This is entertainment." Logan barked. "If the X-Men can try a sitcom comedy, anyone can!" Rogue proclaimed, giving the camera a wink.
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