interLOAFERS: Same Difference

By THE Xenomorph (aka Xenomorph666)

Disclaimer: I own only Perfection and Wraith.

DigitalMan and K2 are © My close friend.

Everything else is copyrighted to their correct owner.

Universe: Spliced-Verse (Misfit-Verse, Evil Dead, The Mask, TMNT, Captain Planet, Beast Wars, Jurassic Park)

Black Hole Brew

"Wait... the Gargoyles?" Pietro asked. It had been a day since Mal's escape from death. "As in stone by day..."

"Yup." Perfection said "It's going to finalize in a few hours and your world will never know they weren't here."

"Wow..." Pietro smiled. "Some more help at least."

"Yes and no..." Perfection said.

"Huh?" Pietro looked confused.

"You're gonna be able to see them as an extra help, but the rest of the world well only see them as the normal way of things." Perfection pointed out.

"Man, Wanda's going to flip." Pietro smiled.

"No, she's not." Perfection said.

"Why not?" Pietro gave Perfection an odd look.

"I'm only blocking the change on you, Tim and Linka." Perfection said with a smile.

"What?" Pietro was definitely confused.

"You'll understand in time." Perfection said.

Pietro looked down and thought for a moment. He had a few ideas, but did not want to think about them. He sighed for a moment and decided he would let time reveal all. "Can we go home now?"

"Awww, you don't like fishing with your sister's boyfriend?" Perfection asked, a slightly hurt look on his face.

"Meh... they aren't biting anyways." Pietro sighed as he found himself back in the Misfit Manor. A strange scent seemed to fill the air and he found himself walking towards the kitchen, an odd thing for him to do given his speed.

Once in the kitchen though he was slightly confused, shocked and all at once not surprised to find DM wearing a caustic chemical suit while pouring a drink for Stanley. When he read the side of the containment unit for the drink he couldn't help but laugh.

"What's 'Black Hole Brew'?" Pietro giggled.

DM warped back to his normal clothes and handed Stanley a box of green Pocky. "It's a special brew of tea. P was the first to make it..."

"Who's making BHB..." Astral suddenly appeared with the look of a crack addict splashed across his face.

"BHB?" Clotho popped out of a toaster nearby.

"The BREW!" Ragnis even forced himself out of the fridge.

"What is this stuff?" Peitro asked.

"You know how you guys love BA's coffee?" Perfection appeared. "And believe me I can't fault you for it, well BHB is like that for Scions."

"It's our Ambrosia..." Ragnis sniffed in the aroma from the containment unit.

"Well can I try some?" Pietro asked.

The Scion's shifted nervously, all except for Perfection who dipped in a ladle and poured a liquid that seemed to absorb the light in the room, into a small cup and handed it to Pietro. "Sip it slowly." He said with a smile.

"This should be interesting." Astral blinked as he downed a shot glass with BHB and bourbon.

Pietro cautiously sipped at the drink while he watched Stanley down an entire cup, flare up in multiple colors and melt into a puddle. It was at that point the almost re-thought taking the sip, but it was to late and the drink had already gone down his throat and quickly entered his system.

"Well how do you feel?" DM asked as he looked at his stopwatch.

"Fine..." Pietro said. "What's with the watch?"

"Last mortal without exemplary supernatural powers that tried this ended up thinking he was Batman." Ragnis said with a smile. "Then he imploded." Pietro's eyes went wide as he tried to make himself throw up.

"Ragnis..." DM growled. "Go away."

"Oh, come on..." Ragnis smiled as he slapped the coughing Pietro on the back.

"Go... now..." Perfection said with a stern edge to his voice. Ragnis did not argue, but grumbled as he left through the fridge once more.

"Well..." Pietro spoke, but almost as quickly as he did he found himself in China, then Thailand, Japan, Hawaii, California and many other states before he was back at the Pit continuing a long and inane rant that had the Scions backed into a corner. "...AND THAT IS WHY... Why am I back?"

"Back?" DM blinked. "Wow, that has to be the weirdest combo of effects ever..."

"Out of body travel and insanity..." Perfection laughed. "Only with a Misfit."

"I bet Scott would become a Goth temporarily." Astral smiled.

"I bet Rogue would wear bright colors." Clotho smiled.

"Yeah and Wolverine would be in the infamous yellow spandex." Perfection said with a dismissive wave. "Thats why we don't let them try it, remember."

"But you let me try it." Pietro said. "And now I want more..." He reached for the cup and his hands passed right through it. "AHHHHHH! I'M DEAD!"

"And now he's hallucinating!" DM smiled.

"I'm not dead?" Pietro asked as he looked at the cup in his hand. "OK..."

"Don't worry you've got about a dosage of caffeine running through your body that could kill a blue whale..." Astral smiled as he turned purple, at least to Pietro anyway. Of course as soon as Astral said that Pietro fainted.

"Wraith?" Perfection asked.

"No more feeding mortals the BHB..." Wraith grumbled as he ran an ethereal comb through Pietro's body.

After a few seconds Pietro groaned and came too. He sat up, coughed and then looked at the Scions. "I think I'll stick to BA's coffee." He said as he wobbly made his way up to his room.

"Well at least we know he's already been made a representative..." DM said as he glanced at Perfection.

"The kid's got charisma, what can I say." Perfection sipped down his own cup of tea.

"You made your choice Wraith?" Astral asked.

"Yes." Wraith said.

"Let me guess..." Clotho smiled, but Wraith simply vanished. "Boy he likes his secrets..."

"Mmhmm." Perfection said as he imitated the main character of Sling Blade.

"Are you trying to offend someone?" Clotho coughed.

"What's offensive about Sling Blade?" Perfection asked. "Anyway, you got the special mix?" Perfection's hair grew into devil horns.

"Hmmm, Laxatives?" DM grinned evilly.

"Nope." Perfection kept smiling.

"Hallucinogens?" Astral asked.

"No..." Perfection's horns grew.

"It's an aphrodisiac." Clotho said.

"Hey, they would have never guessed!" Perfection pouted.

"Hm..." DM sipped his tea. "Blue Balls Brew."

For a few seconds the room was silent and then the Scions descended into a fit of laughter akin to that of a fourth grade class room hearing a teacher's name that sounded close to a body function or name.

"And now I shall see you all later." Perfection giggled as he crept up the stairs.

"Hmmm..." Clotho sipped her tea then gripped her head in agony. "I'm gonna fix those there lunatics!"

"Lancittor?" DM asked.

"WHO ELSE?" Clotho groaned.

"Those three are gonna drive her..." Astral tried to search for a word. "well crazy is all that comes to mind."

"Pfffft." DM rolled his eyes. "We're all past crazy."

Upstairs in Wanda's room Perfection was bust setting up a series of snack cakes and tea cup and even poured himself another cup of the BHB and spiked it with Clotho's aphrodisiac. An hour later Wanda came back from her martial arts practice and smiled at the welcome surprise and even at the fact that her boyfriend was already sipping his tea in a fancy recliner near a fabricated fire place.

"Tea madame?" Perfection asked as he adjusted a toy monocle over his eye.

"Why of course." Wanda giggled as she took a cup and sat down. "Trying something other than insanity?"

"Yup!" Perfection smiled just as an alarm went off in the base.

"Hold the thoughts!" Wanda jumped up and ran out of the room.

"Well, it shouldn't take too long." Perfection said as he downed the last of his spike BHB. "Whoa... the room is changing colors and it's in my mind..." Perfection smiled to himself. "Cool..."

Five hours later however Perfection was in Lifeline's office with perhaps the most embarrassing medical condition any male can ever have; an...

"YOU WILL NOT SPEAK!" Perfection interrupted the narrator, his face red was as red as his shirt and his...

"NO SPEAKY!" Perfection once again interrupted the narrator, intent on keeping his condition a secret.

A few minutes later however the Misfits piled into the Infirmary with a few cuts and bruises. Toad immediately noticed Perfection hiding in the corner.

"You are an evil being..." Perfection groaned as he stopped addressing the narrator and barely covered himself up as Toad rounded the corner.

"Hey, Perfection guess what we just blew up!" Toad smiled.

"What?" Perfection asked.

"Old Faithful." Toad smiled.

"You killed Old Faithful?" Perfection gasped.

"Well technically we blew up another COBRA base, but it was directly under it." Toad said. "Hey why are you here, yo?"

"I have my reasons." Perfection said defensively.

"Ok..." Toad said, a bit of curiosity peeked in the back if his mind as he went back to talking with the others.

"That's it I'm going back to the Verge, at least then I can wait this out in peace..." Perfection said as he vanished and accidentally left behind his shorts.

"Hey..." Wanda noticed the shorts as she walked over to the corner to talk with Perfection. "Lifeline, why was my boyfriend here without his pants on?" At this several Misfits burst out laughing and Pietro rammed his head in to a wall.