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" Ah-CHOO!*POOF* DANG IT!"
It was spring at the Acolytes base, and everyone knows that with spring, there are always springtime allergies. The Acolytes were not spared from its pollen-y wrath. Well, some were.
"What is wrong, Victoria?" Piotr asked as he lumbered up.
"*Snif* Hi Petey.I'm just in the middle of the springtime curse. Ah-CHOO!*POOF* Aw crud."
the Russian giant was obviously trying to stifle his laughter. Victoria looked at him, annoyed.
"I am sorry," he said. "It is just that you look pretty funny with your fur all fluffy like that."
Piotr said that because every time Victoria sneezed, her fur stuck out, making her look like one of those fuzzy pom-poms you find in craft stores.
As they were smoothing her fur down, the two heard this sound: " Ah- CHOO! Ah-CHOO! Ah-CHOO!*SCREECH* Aw, come ON!"
"C'mon, Petey. Let's go see what the heck that was," Victoria said, then sneezed again.
"Whoa."
"Yeah, whoa..."
that was heir reaction to the newley damaged kitchen.
The stove and oven were embedded in the wall, the toaster was on the ceiling, the fridge was stuck in the other wall, and in the center of it all, Magneto was blowing his nose.
"Sorry," the Master of Magnetism apologized. "Sprigtibe allergies. Ah-CHOO!"
When he sneezed, the toaster fell from the ceiling and barely missed Victoria's poofy body.
"Well, that makes two of us. Piotr, can you go and get some Zyrtec and hair gel?" the cat-girl said.
The tall metal-man nodded and walked out.
as he was going out, Sabertooth(Victoria's dad) came in.
The man was a giant blond puff. Magneto began laughing.
"Oh, sorry," he said. "It's just that you two- especially you, Sabertooth- look really funny1"
At that moment, pyro waltzed by, snapping a picture with his cell phone of the blond and brown fuzzballs.
"I bet that wolverine bloke'll pay a lot for this shot of you and Victoria, Sabes!"
"ROOAAARRRRRRR! You ain't showin' that ta anyone outside of this base! Gimme the phone!"
Sabertooth began to chase Pyro around. Victoria soon joined in.
No doubt about it, Remy thought. Spring is in the air, as is trouble. He sneezed and blew up his Kleenex.
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