Day
4:
Yes,
we're back again! Pressure is rising and patience is sinking. I'm going to
predict our next killing…uh…I mean, leaving of one of the mutants. Nobody likes
Rogue and her phony Southern accent, so something will most likely happen on
account of that. Also I suspect—Wait! It's about to happen now!
Jean
Grey: Ah…no sheets to wash this morning.
Toad
(thinking to himself): Bloody Americans…Bloody Americans…BLOODY AMERICANS!
Jean
Grey: Would you stop thinking so loud, Toad?
Toad:
(at this point, poor Toad has been driven over the edge; he's so overwhelmed by
all the stupid Americans that he's finally snapped; he is insane, you
know.) AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
(Toad
jumps from the ceiling, landing squarely on Jean's shoulders, flattening her;
he continues to go through the floor and lands in Professor X's wheelchair,
which goes through the floor again; and so, Toad flattened Jean Grey and
the wheelchair and tons of plaster end up in the basement.)
Mystique:
He's soooo anti-American.
Sabretooth:
What? Because he killed one? You should have seen what we did to the Statue of
Liberty!
That's
it! We're down to three people! Jean Grey is…well…you know…, but don't worry,
Toad's fine. He's on his way back to Britain on a first class luxury cruise,
sharing a room with Abi, and is enjoying himself very much. Let's see what
everyone's up to, before we say good night:
Mystique
and Sabretooth are enjoying a Martini at the bar, now that Wolverine isn't
hogging all the alcohol. Oh, did I forget to mention there was a bar? Oh, I
guess I forgot to add enough detail.
Rogue
is crying in a corner.
See
ya next time!