A/N: Thank you all for reviewing. I'm gonna write the next chapter later today. I didn't mean to make Fred act like Duncan but I was in a really bad mood when I wrote it and I guess it made my writing really bad. I think I made it a little better so Please read and review!!!

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Mutant Road Trip of Remembrance

Chapter 4

"I had a great childhood. I wasn't this big then, I wasn't skinny either. I'm ashamed to say, I was one of the people who picked on the kids who were different. It was better than getting picked on yourself. I'm sure everyone knows how it feels. You know, either join in teasing or be teased. I didn't like to pick on other kids. The popular crowd didn't really care what I did. I wasn't a threat to them. I didn't like them much either. I got along with my parents and they didn't fight or nothin' so life was good. I had some friends so even goin' to school was ok. Anyway, I did have a problem. By them time I was in fifth grade there was a feud between the boys in my class. It was a dispute between which was better, Pokémon or Digimon. It seems stupid now but back then it was a way of life. I was on the side of Digimon. So were my friends. At first the teachers thought the feud was just a childish spat, but then it exploded in to an all out war. There were fights in music, at recess, in gym, and even before school and on the bus. Everyday there was a new insult from them. We always retaliated. Then we found a new target. Sky Rodrigus, the smart kid. He had a quick temper and a huge imagination. Pokémon was as real to him as life itself. He was the perfect target. We would say something, such as Pokémon sucks and he would go crazy. We loved getting him in trouble.

"Now Sky had a sister, her name was Kassy. She was smart, too. One of my best friends Sven Hedrick, had an older brother who was crazy bout Kassy. He told Sven that he wanted to get on Kassy's good side and figured that if their little brother's were friends, maybe she would like him. I was sad to see Sven go and help Sky and his pals. Actually I was furious. All through fifth and sixth grades I hated them, all of them. Everyone who was on Sky's side was an enemy.

"About this time, I began gettin' into trouble. My parents were furious. They sent me to live with my grandma. She still lived in the school district so I could still se my friends at school. Lately, I'd been getting hungrier and hungrier. My grandma was one of those ladies who always had food sitting out and didn't mind how much you ate. I got huge during the summer. Then came seventh grade.

"Have you ever noticed how the kids that pick on other kids make fun of their own friends when they don't fit in with them anymore? That's what happened to me. When they saw how huge I was, I became the object of torture. My mom used to say that if I made fun if other kids, one day I might see what it felt like. Of course I didn't believe her at the time. I do now though. The Pokémon vs. Digimon feud ended and I realized I was the only one who lost. The rest became like old pals. They still made fun of me though. Not all of them. Back in fifth grade, I'm sure that if this happened, Sky and his friends would have tortured me with insults. I guess years of being insulted finally did something to Sky. His sister had always said that he didn't like being the person being insulted, and no matter what I said, he never made fun of me. Neither did Sven. I think that Sven's brother didn't what to get on Kassy's bad side so he made all of his siblings follow what everyone called 'Kassy's code.' Well, I couldn't take the insults so I ran away. I went to stay with my uncle. He owned a Monster truck show and business was great then.

"That was before I got my powers. I was about thirteen. That's when things started to get worse. My parents got in a car crash and died on their way to come see me. My grandma got cancer and died. I stared eating more and more. I hated my life. I wanted to be the popular kid who made fun of people, not the 'fat kid' who was the one of being made fun of. Over the two years that I lived with my uncle I realized how hopeless I was. My uncle didn't help.

" 'You fat tub of lard! Ho come you just sit there mopin' `round the house. You are the most useless kid in the world. Any real man would' `a just punched, `em. I would have! You're a sissy!' That's what he'd always say when he was drunk. He got drunk a lot too. Not just at night, either. At all hours of the day he'd have his six pack of beer at his side. I hated my life there. I basically lost all my ego while I lived with my uncle. And he didn't have room to speak! He was just as huge as me, plus he had a beer belly!

I hated him, I still do now." At this point in his narrative, Fred hit the table he was sitting at and it broke.

"Oops. Sorry."

"It's okay, we'll just have to buy a new one when we get to town." said Logan as he shredded the table into smaller pieces.

"Well, anyway, it was at about this time that my super-strength began to surface. I tried to hide it from my uncle because he'd just use it as another excuse to tear down what little self esteem I still had. Well, it didn't work too well. One day, after he'd yelled at me for being 'a clumsy fool' I went outside and hit a Monster Truck parked by a tree. The truck went flying through the tree and crashed into a sign by the road. My uncle saw it.

" 'Sweet mother of pearl! I think I've found a use for you at last!' That's when I started my 'career' of being an attraction in my uncle's show. It went on for about a month. Then you came and got me. You know the rest," Fred was obviously out of breath.

"That's just as sad as those two's stories," declared a teary eyed Tabby.

"Well whose going next?" asked Rogue.

"Well since you suggested it, you can go," said Kurt.

"Ok, but it ain't gonna be that interesting ," and Rogue got ready to begin her story.

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