Disclaimer: oh yeah, their all mine *cough*
in my dreams *cough*
"jean are you sure about
this? Ah mean… it could be dangerous!"
"I agree with rogue. Perhaps
one of us should stay behind"
"don't worry about it, I'm
sure your over exaggerating!"
"ah still don't know about
this."
"oh come on, it's not like
we left a time bomb in the living room"
"didn't we?"
"okay listen, it's not that
bad! All we did was leave some of the male team members at home!"
"not just any male team members!
You left bobby, remy, logan, hank and sam!!
Alone for a week, without supervision!!"
"well….it can't be that
bad. Right storm?"
"…."
(the mansion)
"okay, since cyke left me in
charge I guess I'm gonna have ta schedual some kinda danger room practice.
Anybody want any time in particular?"
"how 'bout after he gets
back"
"I like it! We'll do that!"
"logan?"
"what is it this time,
hank?"
"what if, say magneto
decides to attack us again?"
"…. Let the fantastic four
handle it."
"so what are we gonna do for
a week?"
" whatever we want I guess."
( gambit and cannonball)
"so what do you wanna do?"
"I don' know. What do you
wanna do?"
"ah don't know. Whatever
ya'll wanna do."
"how 'bout we play a drinkin
game?"
"it's only three"
"ya know somethin' better t'
do?
"… drinkin' sounds good."
(bobby)
man I'm bored. Maybe
there's something to do in the professors study?
guess no—wait a minute!
Isn't that one of those gummy-stick-to-the-wall-lizards?! I don't
think he'll miss this too much. But he will notice if I stick it to a
wall. I'll just throw it on the celing instead!!
*splat*
*scerrrr*
*drop*
…
(gambit and cannonball)
"kay, ya got all de rules?"
"ah think so. Tell me again
why were playing a 'old seventies episodes of the fantastic four cartoon'
drinkin' game?"
"two reasons. 1) bobby has
dem all on tape 2) de only ot'er thing that might work is levern and shirly"
"point taken, lets go!"
(bobby)
*splat*
*scerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr*
*drop*
*splat*
*scerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr*
*drop*
*splat*
*sce--*
*……..*
"dammit!!"
(beast and wolvie)
"oh yeah. This is the life"
"I would have to agree with
you."
"got anything else to burn?"
"hhmmmm. Ah! I have reason
to believe there are some leftovers in the refrigorator."
"nah. Got any paper?"
"plenty"
"hand it over"
*crinkle*
*scrape*
*woosh*
*crakle*
"this is the life. Look at
that paper burn!"
"hey guys?"
"Robert? What seems to be
the trouble?"
"…um…well…"
(gambit and cannonball)
"holy crap! Ah never *hic*
thought that sue *hic* Richards talked so much!"
"and who t'ought dat dat
little annoying mini-sentinal saved dere asses six times in one episode!! Can't
dey t'ink for demselves!!"
"ah guess not. Look! Is that
a pretzel on the floor?" *eat* *spit*
"nope. Was somethin' else!"
" oh! Dey got captured
again! Drink!"
(bobby, hank and logan)
"run this by me again"
"okay, you see, I was kinda
board and well, I kinda went looking for something to do."
"aaannnnnddddd"
"and I kinda found that
sticky lizard thing, and I figured I couldn't throw it at a wall cause it might
leave a mark, so I trew it on the celing instead, and it…um… kinda never came
down. Please help me."
"alright, but you owe us"
(gambit and cannonball)
"so anyway, de bartender
says…"
"sue talked! Drink!"
(bobby, hank and logan)
" I can't reach it with the
broom!!!"
"hand me the broom."
"what ya got in mind hank"
"one moment please" *bang*
*crash* querrrr* boom* pop* querrr* slam* "perfection!"
"it's a broom with a hanger
taped to it."
"the hanger will act as a
hook. Basically we hook the lizard and pull it off the celing."
"okay lets do it."
*scrape* scrape* bang*
querrrrrr*
"um…hank?"
"yes?"
"the hanger came off."
"alright, hand it to me so I
can reattach it."
"um.. you see. I did manage
to hook the lizard before it came off the broom."
"so"
"so it's still kinda hooked
to the lizrd. On the celing.
(gambit and cannonball)
"so dats how de story goes"
"what story?"
"ya told a story?"
"ah think so"
"ahem, excuse me, but could
I borrow remy for just a minute?"
"sure, henri"
(bobby, hank, logan and
remy)
"okay so do you think you
can handle that?"
"handle what, mon ami?"
"heating the celing, so the
lizard will melt off?"
"……"
"listen closely. We. Want.
You. Remy. To. Charge. The. Celing."
"okay" *charge* crackle*
scerrrrrrr* drop* squish*
"okay remy stop charging"
"can I go now?"
"yes"
"thank god that's over."
"uh…guys. We got another
problem."
"what now!"
"the lizard kinda melted
onto the carpet."
"….let the fantastic four
handle it. It's late. I spent a whole flamin' day getting a flaimin' lizard of
a flaming celing! I'm goin' ta bed!"
