Ch. 3- Ducan Matthews' Party, or How many times has the punch been spiked?
Evan: Don't look at me, man! I didn't do nothin'!
Author: Moron…
I didn't write a disclaimer because only an idiot, or someone who hasn't seen the show would need to know that I don't own the story. And then, neither one of them would even be in this section in the first place.
Anyways…! On with the show!
There are numbers next to each time the punch was spiked!
***
"WHAT!!!!" Todd screeched in his (loveable) high-pitched yell.
"You aren't serious… are you?" Lance moaned.
"Yes. I am." Super Slut announced, hands on hips. "We are going to… DUNCAN MATTHEWS' PARTY!!!!!"
"Um…" Freddy put in, "Todd's a freshman… he can't go."
A random 'Thank God' was heard in the background. Super Slut looked perplexed.
"So… we're freshman also…" Angel said, motioning towards Mecha. "Its not that hard to get in…"
"Yeahright," Pietro zipped (A/N: For lack of better word). "Whatmakesyouthink-"
"SLOW DOWN!!" six voices in unison said.
"That it'll work." Pietro finished.
"Bribes!" Mecha exclaimed, presenting a case of Budweiser.
"Bud.."
"Todd…" Lance warned.
"Weis…"
"TODD…" Lance warned again.
"…"
"Good."
"…ERRRRRR!!!!"
"ERRRRGGGHHHHH!"
"Oh, my, now that is odd…" Mecha commented on the scene.
"Wasn't Mystique in that commercial too?" Angel asked.
"Who cares!" Mecha said, "Lets go."
***
Minutes after they first tried to get through the door, Toad was completely beat up and lying on the ground next to Angel and Mecha who. The rest of the Brotherhood was inside.
"Okay, so maybe trying to bribe them to get in was a
bad idea," Angel said.
"Yeah, no shit," said Mecha.
Over her usual outfit (minus the helmet) she was wearing a large trench coat. "Okay Angel go to plan B."
"Oh dear God, what's plan B," said Todd.
Of course it was muffled so it came out as "Oh dee, Gaud waffs flmph Fee?"
***
"I don't get it Duncan," Paul said, "Why did you put out punch if you have beer out?"
"You don't get the beauty of it Paul!" Duncan yelled, "People are obviously gonna ruin the beer by pouring some vinegar or some shit like that into the beer, but if I put punch out, people will spike it. Therefore it'll be better than beer!"
"Oh!" Another one of Duncan's random friends said.
In the background Kurt could be seen snickering and pouring a small bottle of clear liquid into the punch bowl. (1)
"See what I mean," Duncan said, "It's already starting.
"Hey check it out," Paul yelled pointing, "That Sari whore showed up!"
***
"Come on," Angel said pointing to some trees in the background. As they followed her she (for the second time today) turned into a female Nightcrawler and BAMFED them inside. Toad groans.
"Why couldn't you have just done that in the first place?"
Angel shrugs.
"I didn't think of it until a few seconds ago."
As they were about to go their separate ways, they were stopped by Duncan and his crowd of friends.
"You three again!?!" he yelled, "Paul, beat Todd up again, and show the other two little girls to the door. Toad sighs and waits to be beat up again. Angel steps in between Paul and Todd.
"Wait Duncan, what if we offered you something,"
"We already have enough Budweiser," he said.
"Bud…" Toad began before Mecha whacked him on the head.
"But what if we could give you something better?" Angel said motioning to Mecha.
Mecha opened her trench coat to reveal all the pockets filled with various different bottles of alcohol.
Duncan's eyes widen.
"Holy shit, dude!" he yelled, "You guys must have, like, a whole bar in there!"
"And we'll split the prices of everything we sell with you." Mecha said.
"So you'll split it 50/50…50…50….50?" he asked counting the number of people standing around him.
"Gee, somebody has to catch up with their remedial math," Mecha mumbled.
"Uh… something like that," Angel replied holding out her hand, "Have we got a deal?"
"Alright Elyse," he said shaking her hand, "It's a deal."
Meanwhile in the background Jean pours her beer into the punch (2), pours some into a cup, and walks over to Scott with it.
"I got you the punch you asked me for," she said smiling evilly.
***
"But why do I have to go?" Wolverine asked Professor X.
"Because Storm's out tonight," Professor X said.
"But Chuck, why do you think they need me at that stupid party. And on a Saturday night! I could be out doing something right now!"
"Logan, you've been doing nothing for the past few Saturday nights but getting drunk and starting fights with complete strangers. Be happy I don't ground you."
"Ground me? How old do you think I am, Chuck, 15?"
"I was kidding, Logan. Anyway, I have a feeling trouble might be starting at that party. At least go in the see if everything's okay."
Wolverine walked out of the mansion grumbling about unfair treatment. As he walked out, Professor X turned to Cerebro.
"About time he left," Cerebro said.
"Yes," Professor X said getting out a deck of cards from his pocket, "So, what do you want to play tonight?"
"How about Hearts," Cerebro said reaching out a robotic arm.
"With only two people?" Professor X answered back raising an eyebrow.
***
Spyke had been dancing his best, which wasn't very good at all (hey, it can't be worse than the way Angel dances) which was why people were giving him funny glances. After they turned away he danced by the punch bowl and accidentally popped a Spike into it (3?).
***
"I don't know Elyse," Mecha said to her partner in crime, "It smells like it's already been spiked quite a few times."
"Well, we're not just gonna spike it Erin," Angel said pointing to the punch bowl, "By the time we're done with it, it won't be punch anymore. No, It'll be Mark Twain Cocktail Punch!" (NOTE: If anyone wants the recipe for this, ask for it in the review and Angel will write it in the beginning of the next chapter. Just as a warning to you though, neither Angel, Mecha nor Super Slut have ever made it before so we have no idea how it'll taste).
And with that, Angel poured a whole quart of brandy into the punch bowl along with other various ingredients (4,5,6).
***
Since this is Warner Brothers, we need not to come up with any explanation on how Logan got into Duncan Matthews's party. As he was walking around trying to ignore people and glare at anyone who stared at him, he passed by the punch bowl. Smelling it he smiled.
"Hmmm, they've spiked the punch," he said.
And with that, he scooped some into a cup and downed it in one gulp.
"Mmm. Mark Twain Cocktail Punch. Needs more brandy." Logan poured a bit more brandy (which he had conveniently picked up at the nearest liquor store on the way to Duncan Matthew's house) into the punch bowl (7). After that he began to drink more and more cups of Mark Twain Cocktail Punch.
***
Angel and Mecha were having a blast at the party. So far they had made nearly $75 selling various sorts of liquor to the stupid kids at Duncan Matthew's party. Todd was helping them out of lack of anything to do. Fred was most raiding Duncan's kitchen. Pietro and Lance, after getting very drunk, had gone upstairs with Super Slut and a couple of other various friends of Duncan's. Wolverine was lying unconscious on the floor, Jean and Scott had disappeared upstairs, and the rest of the X-Men were playing on Duncan's PS2.
Police Sirens could be heard outside, so Angel, Mecha, and Toad decided it was time to BAMF out of there. They were later followed by Super Slut carrying a very unconscious (but happy) Pietro and Lance (or what was left of them). Fred some how made it out of there and they all walked back to the Brotherhood house. They would have driven Lance's car back, but Pietro and
Lance were neither sober nor conscious enough to do it, neither Angel, Mecha, nor Toad knew how to drive, and they just plain didn't trust Fred. Besides, if it wasn't destroyed by tomorrow, it'd still be there for them. After they got back home, Angel and Mecha turned to Super Slut.
"So how much did you make?" Mecha asked her.
"$150," she answered back showing them the money, and you?"
"$110." They both answered back.
"Cool." Super Slut said.
"Well, I better go to bed," Angel said, "I got work tomorrow."
Next chapter: Sucking on the Brotherhood, or Why Are the Green Ones Longer Than the Purple Ones Anyway?
Evan: Don't look at me, man! I didn't do nothin'!
Author: Moron…
I didn't write a disclaimer because only an idiot, or someone who hasn't seen the show would need to know that I don't own the story. And then, neither one of them would even be in this section in the first place.
Anyways…! On with the show!
There are numbers next to each time the punch was spiked!
***
"WHAT!!!!" Todd screeched in his (loveable) high-pitched yell.
"You aren't serious… are you?" Lance moaned.
"Yes. I am." Super Slut announced, hands on hips. "We are going to… DUNCAN MATTHEWS' PARTY!!!!!"
"Um…" Freddy put in, "Todd's a freshman… he can't go."
A random 'Thank God' was heard in the background. Super Slut looked perplexed.
"So… we're freshman also…" Angel said, motioning towards Mecha. "Its not that hard to get in…"
"Yeahright," Pietro zipped (A/N: For lack of better word). "Whatmakesyouthink-"
"SLOW DOWN!!" six voices in unison said.
"That it'll work." Pietro finished.
"Bribes!" Mecha exclaimed, presenting a case of Budweiser.
"Bud.."
"Todd…" Lance warned.
"Weis…"
"TODD…" Lance warned again.
"…"
"Good."
"…ERRRRRR!!!!"
"ERRRRGGGHHHHH!"
"Oh, my, now that is odd…" Mecha commented on the scene.
"Wasn't Mystique in that commercial too?" Angel asked.
"Who cares!" Mecha said, "Lets go."
***
Minutes after they first tried to get through the door, Toad was completely beat up and lying on the ground next to Angel and Mecha who. The rest of the Brotherhood was inside.
"Okay, so maybe trying to bribe them to get in was a
bad idea," Angel said.
"Yeah, no shit," said Mecha.
Over her usual outfit (minus the helmet) she was wearing a large trench coat. "Okay Angel go to plan B."
"Oh dear God, what's plan B," said Todd.
Of course it was muffled so it came out as "Oh dee, Gaud waffs flmph Fee?"
***
"I don't get it Duncan," Paul said, "Why did you put out punch if you have beer out?"
"You don't get the beauty of it Paul!" Duncan yelled, "People are obviously gonna ruin the beer by pouring some vinegar or some shit like that into the beer, but if I put punch out, people will spike it. Therefore it'll be better than beer!"
"Oh!" Another one of Duncan's random friends said.
In the background Kurt could be seen snickering and pouring a small bottle of clear liquid into the punch bowl. (1)
"See what I mean," Duncan said, "It's already starting.
"Hey check it out," Paul yelled pointing, "That Sari whore showed up!"
***
"Come on," Angel said pointing to some trees in the background. As they followed her she (for the second time today) turned into a female Nightcrawler and BAMFED them inside. Toad groans.
"Why couldn't you have just done that in the first place?"
Angel shrugs.
"I didn't think of it until a few seconds ago."
As they were about to go their separate ways, they were stopped by Duncan and his crowd of friends.
"You three again!?!" he yelled, "Paul, beat Todd up again, and show the other two little girls to the door. Toad sighs and waits to be beat up again. Angel steps in between Paul and Todd.
"Wait Duncan, what if we offered you something,"
"We already have enough Budweiser," he said.
"Bud…" Toad began before Mecha whacked him on the head.
"But what if we could give you something better?" Angel said motioning to Mecha.
Mecha opened her trench coat to reveal all the pockets filled with various different bottles of alcohol.
Duncan's eyes widen.
"Holy shit, dude!" he yelled, "You guys must have, like, a whole bar in there!"
"And we'll split the prices of everything we sell with you." Mecha said.
"So you'll split it 50/50…50…50….50?" he asked counting the number of people standing around him.
"Gee, somebody has to catch up with their remedial math," Mecha mumbled.
"Uh… something like that," Angel replied holding out her hand, "Have we got a deal?"
"Alright Elyse," he said shaking her hand, "It's a deal."
Meanwhile in the background Jean pours her beer into the punch (2), pours some into a cup, and walks over to Scott with it.
"I got you the punch you asked me for," she said smiling evilly.
***
"But why do I have to go?" Wolverine asked Professor X.
"Because Storm's out tonight," Professor X said.
"But Chuck, why do you think they need me at that stupid party. And on a Saturday night! I could be out doing something right now!"
"Logan, you've been doing nothing for the past few Saturday nights but getting drunk and starting fights with complete strangers. Be happy I don't ground you."
"Ground me? How old do you think I am, Chuck, 15?"
"I was kidding, Logan. Anyway, I have a feeling trouble might be starting at that party. At least go in the see if everything's okay."
Wolverine walked out of the mansion grumbling about unfair treatment. As he walked out, Professor X turned to Cerebro.
"About time he left," Cerebro said.
"Yes," Professor X said getting out a deck of cards from his pocket, "So, what do you want to play tonight?"
"How about Hearts," Cerebro said reaching out a robotic arm.
"With only two people?" Professor X answered back raising an eyebrow.
***
Spyke had been dancing his best, which wasn't very good at all (hey, it can't be worse than the way Angel dances) which was why people were giving him funny glances. After they turned away he danced by the punch bowl and accidentally popped a Spike into it (3?).
***
"I don't know Elyse," Mecha said to her partner in crime, "It smells like it's already been spiked quite a few times."
"Well, we're not just gonna spike it Erin," Angel said pointing to the punch bowl, "By the time we're done with it, it won't be punch anymore. No, It'll be Mark Twain Cocktail Punch!" (NOTE: If anyone wants the recipe for this, ask for it in the review and Angel will write it in the beginning of the next chapter. Just as a warning to you though, neither Angel, Mecha nor Super Slut have ever made it before so we have no idea how it'll taste).
And with that, Angel poured a whole quart of brandy into the punch bowl along with other various ingredients (4,5,6).
***
Since this is Warner Brothers, we need not to come up with any explanation on how Logan got into Duncan Matthews's party. As he was walking around trying to ignore people and glare at anyone who stared at him, he passed by the punch bowl. Smelling it he smiled.
"Hmmm, they've spiked the punch," he said.
And with that, he scooped some into a cup and downed it in one gulp.
"Mmm. Mark Twain Cocktail Punch. Needs more brandy." Logan poured a bit more brandy (which he had conveniently picked up at the nearest liquor store on the way to Duncan Matthew's house) into the punch bowl (7). After that he began to drink more and more cups of Mark Twain Cocktail Punch.
***
Angel and Mecha were having a blast at the party. So far they had made nearly $75 selling various sorts of liquor to the stupid kids at Duncan Matthew's party. Todd was helping them out of lack of anything to do. Fred was most raiding Duncan's kitchen. Pietro and Lance, after getting very drunk, had gone upstairs with Super Slut and a couple of other various friends of Duncan's. Wolverine was lying unconscious on the floor, Jean and Scott had disappeared upstairs, and the rest of the X-Men were playing on Duncan's PS2.
Police Sirens could be heard outside, so Angel, Mecha, and Toad decided it was time to BAMF out of there. They were later followed by Super Slut carrying a very unconscious (but happy) Pietro and Lance (or what was left of them). Fred some how made it out of there and they all walked back to the Brotherhood house. They would have driven Lance's car back, but Pietro and
Lance were neither sober nor conscious enough to do it, neither Angel, Mecha, nor Toad knew how to drive, and they just plain didn't trust Fred. Besides, if it wasn't destroyed by tomorrow, it'd still be there for them. After they got back home, Angel and Mecha turned to Super Slut.
"So how much did you make?" Mecha asked her.
"$150," she answered back showing them the money, and you?"
"$110." They both answered back.
"Cool." Super Slut said.
"Well, I better go to bed," Angel said, "I got work tomorrow."
Next chapter: Sucking on the Brotherhood, or Why Are the Green Ones Longer Than the Purple Ones Anyway?