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Authors Note: okie dokes peoples, here it is, my part to the story. BWHAHAHAHAHA. I apologise now for the ghastly content that shall now plague fanfiction as I am the current author.
SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG *hangs head in shame*
Another Author's Note: GO YOU BIG RED FIRE ENGINE
Dedication: I have chosen to dedicate my part of the story to Twiggy, Love ya darl
Scott entered the orphanage and was greeted with gasps and disgusted stares. As he walked over to the sign in desk everyone cringed away from him, it wasn't only because of his attire, a frilly pink tutu he had accumulated in his wanderings, but also the horrific ugly band around his eyes. The ugly stick laughed gleefully as it saw this happening as the `Scotty Wotty' everyone had loved, was now spat at and alienated.
After a few years at the orphanage and watching Scott preform in Phantom of the Opera, as none other than the phantom, of course in a pink tutu, the ugly stick finally decided to finish his original task. He peeked through the grass with his little beady eyes at Scott wanting to play basketball with everyone and getting the ball thrown at his face and acquiring a few fist marks all over his face.
"Please let me plaaaaaaaaaaaaaay" whined Scott
"Mutie, mutie, mutie" replied the intelligent boys with an extremely wide vocabulary
"What's a mutie?" inquired the pathetically dumb Scott
The other children ignored him, so Scott went and watched TV to find out.
Meanwhile...the ugly stick watched, until he believed it was raining. The ugly stick turned as to see where the moisture was coming from, and met with the legs of a dog.
"DAMN. Not again. Shoo doggy. Get away from me. Why is it that dogs see an unhealthy need to continuously `relieve' themselves on me?" complained the ugly stick, who I shall now affectionately name Twiggy.
Twiggy continued to complain, when suddenly he was picked up.
"WHAT THE...? I demand you release me at ONCE!"
However the burly man who had captured Twiggy could not hear him.
"Hey Jim, I found a GREAT piece of fire wood"
"Fire wood..." gulped Twiggy
Twiggy desperately; tried to escape from the two men who appear to have been making a fire... in the middle of American suburbia? Anyhoe, Twiggy's desperate attempts of whacking the two families, who incidentally were camping... in the middle of American suburbia? failed and Twiggy ended up as extremely sexy charcoal. Before he died though he bashed the two families and the became hideously ugly and went and lived in the sewers, and after much incest which made the children even uglier, the Morlocks were made/established whatever.
DO NOT FEAR, TWIGGY MAY BE DEAD YET HE IS NOW SEXY CHARCOAL LIKE HE ALWAYS WANTED... AND... THE STORY IS NOT OVER!
After finding out what mutants were Scott came up with a great idea * picture of Scott with a glowing lightbulb over his head can be seen *
"I shall be the Tutu Avenger. I will make a mask out of pink frills and tie it around my face and then everyone will love me for I shall fight for the rights of miss worn tutu's all over the world! No more shall socks be shoved down men's tights to make their... uhh... EQUIPMENT look bigger, but they shall show their small packages for what they truly are, SMALL. And I shall be known as PACKAGE MAN THE TUTU AVENGER!"
However much to Scott's dismay this plan failed because people labelled him gay and threw rocks at him as he kept shoving his hands down guys pants trying to `remove the socks'.
So in the end Scott settled on plan B...
"I'll buy a pair of glasses and some red laser beams and I'll pretend I have kinetic red beams or whatever coming out of my eyes * grumble grumble * I really wanted to be Package Man the Tutu Avenger * grumble grumble *.
And so Scott left the orphanage when Professor X went and kidnapped him to be his play thing... I mean his student.
Now you may be asking yourselves. "Thats a load of dooblysnogglewash (or something like that) how come stuff explodes when he fires his lasers?
THAT can be explained. You see Scott is a VERY flatulent person and the excreting of air from his arse explodes things due to the shear power behind it.
And if I must explain the smell... Scott blames it on Nightcrawler and says it's from Nightcrawler * BAMF *ing, either that or he blames it on the dog, like everyone else, so Jean gets the blame quite a bit. *g*
SCOTT JUST HAS A FINAL WORD TO SAY
"I'm a mutie and i'm ok. I sleep all night and I terrorise all day. I shoot out lasers, I wear high heels, suspenders and a bra, I put on women's clothing and hang around in bars" sings Scott
"Scott stop singing and come give me some LUUUUUUUURVIN'"
"Yes professor"
So there you have it peoples, the real reason Scott wears glasses and the mystery behind it all.
REST IN PEACE TWIGGY!
Sorry if I just ruined ya story rach :P
PLEASE REVIEW, EVEN IF YOU DO FLAME ME, JUST PLEASE REVIEW AND REVIEW TO VIPER.
Authors Note: okie dokes peoples, here it is, my part to the story. BWHAHAHAHAHA. I apologise now for the ghastly content that shall now plague fanfiction as I am the current author.
SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG *hangs head in shame*
Another Author's Note: GO YOU BIG RED FIRE ENGINE
Dedication: I have chosen to dedicate my part of the story to Twiggy, Love ya darl
Scott entered the orphanage and was greeted with gasps and disgusted stares. As he walked over to the sign in desk everyone cringed away from him, it wasn't only because of his attire, a frilly pink tutu he had accumulated in his wanderings, but also the horrific ugly band around his eyes. The ugly stick laughed gleefully as it saw this happening as the `Scotty Wotty' everyone had loved, was now spat at and alienated.
After a few years at the orphanage and watching Scott preform in Phantom of the Opera, as none other than the phantom, of course in a pink tutu, the ugly stick finally decided to finish his original task. He peeked through the grass with his little beady eyes at Scott wanting to play basketball with everyone and getting the ball thrown at his face and acquiring a few fist marks all over his face.
"Please let me plaaaaaaaaaaaaaay" whined Scott
"Mutie, mutie, mutie" replied the intelligent boys with an extremely wide vocabulary
"What's a mutie?" inquired the pathetically dumb Scott
The other children ignored him, so Scott went and watched TV to find out.
Meanwhile...the ugly stick watched, until he believed it was raining. The ugly stick turned as to see where the moisture was coming from, and met with the legs of a dog.
"DAMN. Not again. Shoo doggy. Get away from me. Why is it that dogs see an unhealthy need to continuously `relieve' themselves on me?" complained the ugly stick, who I shall now affectionately name Twiggy.
Twiggy continued to complain, when suddenly he was picked up.
"WHAT THE...? I demand you release me at ONCE!"
However the burly man who had captured Twiggy could not hear him.
"Hey Jim, I found a GREAT piece of fire wood"
"Fire wood..." gulped Twiggy
Twiggy desperately; tried to escape from the two men who appear to have been making a fire... in the middle of American suburbia? Anyhoe, Twiggy's desperate attempts of whacking the two families, who incidentally were camping... in the middle of American suburbia? failed and Twiggy ended up as extremely sexy charcoal. Before he died though he bashed the two families and the became hideously ugly and went and lived in the sewers, and after much incest which made the children even uglier, the Morlocks were made/established whatever.
DO NOT FEAR, TWIGGY MAY BE DEAD YET HE IS NOW SEXY CHARCOAL LIKE HE ALWAYS WANTED... AND... THE STORY IS NOT OVER!
After finding out what mutants were Scott came up with a great idea * picture of Scott with a glowing lightbulb over his head can be seen *
"I shall be the Tutu Avenger. I will make a mask out of pink frills and tie it around my face and then everyone will love me for I shall fight for the rights of miss worn tutu's all over the world! No more shall socks be shoved down men's tights to make their... uhh... EQUIPMENT look bigger, but they shall show their small packages for what they truly are, SMALL. And I shall be known as PACKAGE MAN THE TUTU AVENGER!"
However much to Scott's dismay this plan failed because people labelled him gay and threw rocks at him as he kept shoving his hands down guys pants trying to `remove the socks'.
So in the end Scott settled on plan B...
"I'll buy a pair of glasses and some red laser beams and I'll pretend I have kinetic red beams or whatever coming out of my eyes * grumble grumble * I really wanted to be Package Man the Tutu Avenger * grumble grumble *.
And so Scott left the orphanage when Professor X went and kidnapped him to be his play thing... I mean his student.
Now you may be asking yourselves. "Thats a load of dooblysnogglewash (or something like that) how come stuff explodes when he fires his lasers?
THAT can be explained. You see Scott is a VERY flatulent person and the excreting of air from his arse explodes things due to the shear power behind it.
And if I must explain the smell... Scott blames it on Nightcrawler and says it's from Nightcrawler * BAMF *ing, either that or he blames it on the dog, like everyone else, so Jean gets the blame quite a bit. *g*
SCOTT JUST HAS A FINAL WORD TO SAY
"I'm a mutie and i'm ok. I sleep all night and I terrorise all day. I shoot out lasers, I wear high heels, suspenders and a bra, I put on women's clothing and hang around in bars" sings Scott
"Scott stop singing and come give me some LUUUUUUUURVIN'"
"Yes professor"
So there you have it peoples, the real reason Scott wears glasses and the mystery behind it all.
REST IN PEACE TWIGGY!
Sorry if I just ruined ya story rach :P
PLEASE REVIEW, EVEN IF YOU DO FLAME ME, JUST PLEASE REVIEW AND REVIEW TO VIPER.