Disclaimers:: Lance Alvers, aka Avalanche, is owned by the makers of XMen
Evolution. Damn!
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Okie so here is the interview with Lance. Oh poor Julia.....
Julia Cambell is once again making her way to the BrotherHood house. This time, she has gotten herself a huge bag of candy....just in case. She looks reluctant, but when she reaches the door she knocks on it loudly.
The door creaks open, and Todd peaks out. "Who are you?"
"I'm Julia Cambell. Here to interview your friend Lance Alvers." She blinks at the odd-looking boy.
"Oh Julia!! You're the Lollipop Lady! No fair you gave all those pops to Pietro, yo! I want some too!" He holds out his hands.
Julia only crunches her face and gives him a handful from her candybag.
"Lady, you're cool." He then hops away back inside, leaving the door ajar. Trying very hard to keep herself composed, Julia walks in and looks around for Lance, but she spots him quickly on the TV couch, watching some biker movie.
"Ah, Mr. Alvers?"
He turns around and eyes widen. A big grin spreads across his face. "Yes?"
"Good. I'm Julia, here for your interview." ::She takes a seat where she did the last time:: "Would you mind sitting across from me?"
"Not at all..." Lance gets up and in quite an exaggerated macho kind of manner only he is capable of, takes the seat across from her, propping his legs up on the table between them.
Julia smiled at him. "My first impression of you is a good one, Mr. Alvers."
He blinks at her a moment, then grins even wider.
"All right......so I will get my book here....." ::reaches into her bag and gets out her notebook and pencil:: "I start all interviews with some basics."
"Ask away, beautiful." ((Yes, Lance is just the King of Pick-Up lines, ain't he?))
".....yes, so, what is your codename, and what is your ability?"
Lance- ::stretches out slightly, then cracks his knuckles:: It's Avalanche, and I can rock anybody's world." ::more ridiculously large grins::
Julia- ::thinks to herself 'Great. Another hormonal teenager. How do all these boys survive together?' She quickly erases that thought from her head:: Uh, mind describing to me, scientifically, what it is you can do?
Lance- If I gotta. I can create sonic waves that can ya know, destroy stuff. It works especially well when aimed at the ground.
Julia- My....sounds destructive all right. But you don't use it in such a way, do you Mr. Alvers?
Lance- ::angel face:: Why never, Ms. Cambell.
Julia- Uh-huh. And how old are you?
Lance- How old are YOU?
Julia- I'm not the one being interviewed.
Lance- Yes, but, I was curious.
Julia- Do you want to skip that question, Mr. Alvers?
Lance- Geez.....women. No, I'll tell ya. Seventeen.
Julia- So I take it you're a senior?
Lance- Yep.
Julia- That's impressive. ::refrains from saying "For someone like you":: Do you like your High School.
Lance- No.
Julia- Why?
Lance- Cause everyone there is a bunch of dweebs and I have to deal with Shades Boy and his team of X-Geeks. ::pounds fists together::
Julia- Shades Boy...I'm not familiar with that mutant.
Lance- ::laughs:: Scott Summers. He's such a loser.
Julia- Oh! I interviewed him.......how ironic, his opinions of you were very similar.
Lance- ::growls::
Julia- Well, do you have a favorite class?
Lance- Gym.
Julia- Because?
Lance- ::smirks:: Three words for ya. Girls' Locker Room.
Julia- Right. Gotcha.
Julia- Least favorite class?
Lance- Uhh......that would have to be math.
Julia- Can't blame you. Math can be a tough subject to understand.
Lance- Oh it's not the subject itself.......it's Pietro. I mean the guy's like my best friend but he gets so bored in Math cause it's the last class before we get out.....and he starts to do things like tap incessantly on his desk so fast it sounds like a freaking tap dance convention.....and then the SPITBALLS, and the humming, and the paper planes, and the tying everyone's shoelaces together, and the......ARRRG!
Julia- Heh.......Pietro.....yes, well, I can believe that, Mr. Alvers.
Lance- Can you ditch the Mr. Alvers thing?
Julia- Oh sorry. What would you like to be called, just Lance?
Lance- Nah.
Julia- Lancelot then?
Lance- AAAAAAAH! NO!
Julia- ::grins with a chuckle::
Lance- I guess Lance will have to do.
Julia- ::goes to her next page:: How do you rate yourself on a scale of 1- 10?
Lance- ::thinks very hard on this:: I have a lot of scales.
Julia- What?
Lance- Scales. There's too many of them. Which are we talking about?
Julia- Uh....you're personality, you're over-all self.
Lance- That's too general.
Julia- ::closes eyes for a moment:: Ok well just pick a number from 1- 10 then.
Lance- But none of those are my favorite numbers!
Julia- -.- Well.......what IS your favorite number then?
Lance- 53.
Julia- Why 53? ::blinks::
Lance- ::grinning:: That was the number of times I punched a certain individual after one too many paper planes...
Julia- .....I thought Mr. Maximoff was your friend.
Lance- He is. But he just needs to be pounded now and then. Everyone does. ::wicked grin::
Julia- ::looking scared now:: I certainly hope that wouldn't include me!
Lance- ::blinking in shock for a second and puts a hand to his chest:: No way! I don't hit girls.....but...uhm....I'd give you 53 of something else....::grins VERY mischievously::
Julia- ::sweatdrops:: ON to the next question......
Lance- Heard you had lollipops.
Julia- ::sighs:: Word gets around I take it.
Lance- Uh, yeah, when you have someone around like Pietro, word gets around. In 1.5 seconds.
Julia- Yes. I. See. Well here....knock yourself out. ::hands him the candy bag::
Lance- All right!! ::then he frowns::
Julia- What's wrong?
Lance- Eh.....I owe Todd 5 bucks now.
Julia- I won't ask why. So shall we move on? Tell me about your family.
Lance- This IS my family. ::he unwraps a lollipop and starts to suck on it rather intently::
Julia- Well yes, but, I mean blood lines, you know, REAL family. ::arching a brow at him::
Lance- I don't give a damn about my family. What's the next question?
Julia- Hm, I see. ::flips page:: Whose your best friend? And whose your worst enemy?
Lance- Best friend is Pietro.......worst enemy is Shades Boy. Geez. This ain't Rocket Science, ya know.
Julia- ::purses her lips:: It's one of the questions.
Lance- ::seemingly very purposefully licking that lollipop in a sensuous manner:: Any interesting questions?
Julia- ::looks through her book:: Well there IS love life questions.....::watching him go at that lollipop and unintentionally staring::
Lance- Bin-go!
Julia- All right......first question is, who was your first girlfriend?
Lance- ::stops and pouts:: Can we skip this question?
Julia- ::gives him a wry smile:: If you'd like.....next is, when was your first intimate experience?
Lance- ::blink, pout:: Next question?
Julia- ::smiling almost evilly:: Third is, you're most memorable sexual experience?
Lance- .........next......question? ::looking as if he'd shrink into a little ball::
Julia- ::chuckling to herself:: Ever been attracted to the same sex?
Lance- ::eyes go wide and is silent for a long moment::
Julia- Weeeeell?
Lance- Next please. ::coff::
Julia- All right......ever been unfaithful?
Lance- Uhhh....
Julia- Had multiple orgasms?
Lance- ..........
Julia- ::grinning slyly:: Ever got ditched on a blind date?
Lance- Okay okay!!!! ::sighs, then pouts:: Let's just skip this section....
Julia- Aw. But I thought you were all up for it.
Lance- ::scowling at her:: You made your point.
Julia- Heh heh heh.....good. Because I'm a professional interviewer and I don't want to go off course on my interviews, do we understand, Mr. Alvers?
Lance- ::pouting:: Loud and clear.
-- ::just at that moment, Pietro dashes in and sits next to Lance:: --
Pietro- Hi Interview Lady!
Julia- Mr. Maximoff, you've had your interview. And it's Ms. Cambell.
Pietro- I know. But I was so glad you decided to show your pretty self again. Can I have another lollipop? I know I said I was gonna have one for each day but I got a huge craving and ate them all last night.
Julia- ::trying not to let the affect of his flattery show through, though her cheeks become a slight tint of pink:: Yes, of course, if you promise to let me finish this interview here with Lance.
Pietro- ::Winks:: You got it, Julia.
Julia- Ms. Cambell.
Pietro- ::shrugs:: Cambell, right.
Julia- ::hands him the pop:: All right, Lance, onto the next section.
Lance- Thank God.....
Pietro- Oh ! Heh heh heh. The love life section, aye Lance? ::pats him on the shoulder:: Poor boy. It will be all right.
Lance- ::eyes shoot daggers at Pietro as he leans onto his knees::
Julia- ::failing to stifle a giggle:: The question is, what's your favorite color?
Pietro- HEY! I didn't get asked that! I wanna answer, lemme answer! Pickmepickmepickme! ::waves hand about wildly::
Lance- .......
Julia- ::cradles her face in her hands:: Go on, Pietro.
Pietro- Silver! ::smiles proudly::
Julia- Thank you. I am absolutely stunned to hear it. Silver? Never could of guessed. ::she looks to Lance:: Well?
Lance- Red.
Julia- Hm, red? And why is that?
Pietro- Red? Ewwwwww, red is a gross, ugly color. Red is like......Jean Grey. Mystique. A big "F" on your school paper.
Lance- Red is the color of which one implies when the word "bloody" is used, which is gonna be a certain white-haired boy's face..... ::makes a fist::
Julia- Now now boys.
Pietro- Ooooooo! I'm so scared! Look at me! I'm shaking! Lancie-pancie is gonna beat me up! ::gets up, sticking his tongue at him::
Lance- ::twitching::
Pietro- Hey Interview Lady, bet Lance didn't say how he liked Miss Kitty- Kat. And how he REALLY likes red cause that's the color of her favorite flower, roses. And that he couldn't score with her with a ten-foot pole---
Lance- YOU ARE SO DEAD! ::leaps from his chair and attempts to tackle Pietro, but he dodges easily and our boy crashes onto his face::
Julia- Ow. That's gotta hurt.
Pietro- I'd say! ::laughing hysterically::
Lance- ::dazed:: Ooo.....lookie at the Kitty stars.......
Julia- ::blinks:: I suppose this interview is over.....
Pietro- No it isn't! I wanna be asked more questions! ::plops down where Lance had been sitting, stepping over him::
Julia- I finished you though!
Pietro- Ohhhh no you didn't! Ask me what my favorite stuff is! I love it when people talk about me.
Julia- Yes, I am quite aware of that.
Lance- ::slowly gets up:: You are gonna die, Pietro......::puts his hands forward::
Pietro- :: starting to feel a slight rumble:: Uh-oh..........
Julia- o.o
Lance- DIE DIE DIE!!!!!! ::the whole house shakes violently::
Pietro- Eeeep! I'm oughtta here! ::zips out::
Julia- HEY! What about------AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! ::gets buried underneath a pile of rubble::
~End.~
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Hee hee :) Next up is Todd! Will Julia be able to climb her way out of the rubble for her next interview, find out next time on "Howabout an Interview? Howabout Not..."
:P ::writer cackles and skips away::
~Ami~
First I'd like to thank everyone for their great reviews. :) It's my only reason for ever posting to Fanfiction.net. The authors here all rule :) (Well maybe not ALL of them....o.o)
Okie so here is the interview with Lance. Oh poor Julia.....
Julia Cambell is once again making her way to the BrotherHood house. This time, she has gotten herself a huge bag of candy....just in case. She looks reluctant, but when she reaches the door she knocks on it loudly.
The door creaks open, and Todd peaks out. "Who are you?"
"I'm Julia Cambell. Here to interview your friend Lance Alvers." She blinks at the odd-looking boy.
"Oh Julia!! You're the Lollipop Lady! No fair you gave all those pops to Pietro, yo! I want some too!" He holds out his hands.
Julia only crunches her face and gives him a handful from her candybag.
"Lady, you're cool." He then hops away back inside, leaving the door ajar. Trying very hard to keep herself composed, Julia walks in and looks around for Lance, but she spots him quickly on the TV couch, watching some biker movie.
"Ah, Mr. Alvers?"
He turns around and eyes widen. A big grin spreads across his face. "Yes?"
"Good. I'm Julia, here for your interview." ::She takes a seat where she did the last time:: "Would you mind sitting across from me?"
"Not at all..." Lance gets up and in quite an exaggerated macho kind of manner only he is capable of, takes the seat across from her, propping his legs up on the table between them.
Julia smiled at him. "My first impression of you is a good one, Mr. Alvers."
He blinks at her a moment, then grins even wider.
"All right......so I will get my book here....." ::reaches into her bag and gets out her notebook and pencil:: "I start all interviews with some basics."
"Ask away, beautiful." ((Yes, Lance is just the King of Pick-Up lines, ain't he?))
".....yes, so, what is your codename, and what is your ability?"
Lance- ::stretches out slightly, then cracks his knuckles:: It's Avalanche, and I can rock anybody's world." ::more ridiculously large grins::
Julia- ::thinks to herself 'Great. Another hormonal teenager. How do all these boys survive together?' She quickly erases that thought from her head:: Uh, mind describing to me, scientifically, what it is you can do?
Lance- If I gotta. I can create sonic waves that can ya know, destroy stuff. It works especially well when aimed at the ground.
Julia- My....sounds destructive all right. But you don't use it in such a way, do you Mr. Alvers?
Lance- ::angel face:: Why never, Ms. Cambell.
Julia- Uh-huh. And how old are you?
Lance- How old are YOU?
Julia- I'm not the one being interviewed.
Lance- Yes, but, I was curious.
Julia- Do you want to skip that question, Mr. Alvers?
Lance- Geez.....women. No, I'll tell ya. Seventeen.
Julia- So I take it you're a senior?
Lance- Yep.
Julia- That's impressive. ::refrains from saying "For someone like you":: Do you like your High School.
Lance- No.
Julia- Why?
Lance- Cause everyone there is a bunch of dweebs and I have to deal with Shades Boy and his team of X-Geeks. ::pounds fists together::
Julia- Shades Boy...I'm not familiar with that mutant.
Lance- ::laughs:: Scott Summers. He's such a loser.
Julia- Oh! I interviewed him.......how ironic, his opinions of you were very similar.
Lance- ::growls::
Julia- Well, do you have a favorite class?
Lance- Gym.
Julia- Because?
Lance- ::smirks:: Three words for ya. Girls' Locker Room.
Julia- Right. Gotcha.
Julia- Least favorite class?
Lance- Uhh......that would have to be math.
Julia- Can't blame you. Math can be a tough subject to understand.
Lance- Oh it's not the subject itself.......it's Pietro. I mean the guy's like my best friend but he gets so bored in Math cause it's the last class before we get out.....and he starts to do things like tap incessantly on his desk so fast it sounds like a freaking tap dance convention.....and then the SPITBALLS, and the humming, and the paper planes, and the tying everyone's shoelaces together, and the......ARRRG!
Julia- Heh.......Pietro.....yes, well, I can believe that, Mr. Alvers.
Lance- Can you ditch the Mr. Alvers thing?
Julia- Oh sorry. What would you like to be called, just Lance?
Lance- Nah.
Julia- Lancelot then?
Lance- AAAAAAAH! NO!
Julia- ::grins with a chuckle::
Lance- I guess Lance will have to do.
Julia- ::goes to her next page:: How do you rate yourself on a scale of 1- 10?
Lance- ::thinks very hard on this:: I have a lot of scales.
Julia- What?
Lance- Scales. There's too many of them. Which are we talking about?
Julia- Uh....you're personality, you're over-all self.
Lance- That's too general.
Julia- ::closes eyes for a moment:: Ok well just pick a number from 1- 10 then.
Lance- But none of those are my favorite numbers!
Julia- -.- Well.......what IS your favorite number then?
Lance- 53.
Julia- Why 53? ::blinks::
Lance- ::grinning:: That was the number of times I punched a certain individual after one too many paper planes...
Julia- .....I thought Mr. Maximoff was your friend.
Lance- He is. But he just needs to be pounded now and then. Everyone does. ::wicked grin::
Julia- ::looking scared now:: I certainly hope that wouldn't include me!
Lance- ::blinking in shock for a second and puts a hand to his chest:: No way! I don't hit girls.....but...uhm....I'd give you 53 of something else....::grins VERY mischievously::
Julia- ::sweatdrops:: ON to the next question......
Lance- Heard you had lollipops.
Julia- ::sighs:: Word gets around I take it.
Lance- Uh, yeah, when you have someone around like Pietro, word gets around. In 1.5 seconds.
Julia- Yes. I. See. Well here....knock yourself out. ::hands him the candy bag::
Lance- All right!! ::then he frowns::
Julia- What's wrong?
Lance- Eh.....I owe Todd 5 bucks now.
Julia- I won't ask why. So shall we move on? Tell me about your family.
Lance- This IS my family. ::he unwraps a lollipop and starts to suck on it rather intently::
Julia- Well yes, but, I mean blood lines, you know, REAL family. ::arching a brow at him::
Lance- I don't give a damn about my family. What's the next question?
Julia- Hm, I see. ::flips page:: Whose your best friend? And whose your worst enemy?
Lance- Best friend is Pietro.......worst enemy is Shades Boy. Geez. This ain't Rocket Science, ya know.
Julia- ::purses her lips:: It's one of the questions.
Lance- ::seemingly very purposefully licking that lollipop in a sensuous manner:: Any interesting questions?
Julia- ::looks through her book:: Well there IS love life questions.....::watching him go at that lollipop and unintentionally staring::
Lance- Bin-go!
Julia- All right......first question is, who was your first girlfriend?
Lance- ::stops and pouts:: Can we skip this question?
Julia- ::gives him a wry smile:: If you'd like.....next is, when was your first intimate experience?
Lance- ::blink, pout:: Next question?
Julia- ::smiling almost evilly:: Third is, you're most memorable sexual experience?
Lance- .........next......question? ::looking as if he'd shrink into a little ball::
Julia- ::chuckling to herself:: Ever been attracted to the same sex?
Lance- ::eyes go wide and is silent for a long moment::
Julia- Weeeeell?
Lance- Next please. ::coff::
Julia- All right......ever been unfaithful?
Lance- Uhhh....
Julia- Had multiple orgasms?
Lance- ..........
Julia- ::grinning slyly:: Ever got ditched on a blind date?
Lance- Okay okay!!!! ::sighs, then pouts:: Let's just skip this section....
Julia- Aw. But I thought you were all up for it.
Lance- ::scowling at her:: You made your point.
Julia- Heh heh heh.....good. Because I'm a professional interviewer and I don't want to go off course on my interviews, do we understand, Mr. Alvers?
Lance- ::pouting:: Loud and clear.
-- ::just at that moment, Pietro dashes in and sits next to Lance:: --
Pietro- Hi Interview Lady!
Julia- Mr. Maximoff, you've had your interview. And it's Ms. Cambell.
Pietro- I know. But I was so glad you decided to show your pretty self again. Can I have another lollipop? I know I said I was gonna have one for each day but I got a huge craving and ate them all last night.
Julia- ::trying not to let the affect of his flattery show through, though her cheeks become a slight tint of pink:: Yes, of course, if you promise to let me finish this interview here with Lance.
Pietro- ::Winks:: You got it, Julia.
Julia- Ms. Cambell.
Pietro- ::shrugs:: Cambell, right.
Julia- ::hands him the pop:: All right, Lance, onto the next section.
Lance- Thank God.....
Pietro- Oh ! Heh heh heh. The love life section, aye Lance? ::pats him on the shoulder:: Poor boy. It will be all right.
Lance- ::eyes shoot daggers at Pietro as he leans onto his knees::
Julia- ::failing to stifle a giggle:: The question is, what's your favorite color?
Pietro- HEY! I didn't get asked that! I wanna answer, lemme answer! Pickmepickmepickme! ::waves hand about wildly::
Lance- .......
Julia- ::cradles her face in her hands:: Go on, Pietro.
Pietro- Silver! ::smiles proudly::
Julia- Thank you. I am absolutely stunned to hear it. Silver? Never could of guessed. ::she looks to Lance:: Well?
Lance- Red.
Julia- Hm, red? And why is that?
Pietro- Red? Ewwwwww, red is a gross, ugly color. Red is like......Jean Grey. Mystique. A big "F" on your school paper.
Lance- Red is the color of which one implies when the word "bloody" is used, which is gonna be a certain white-haired boy's face..... ::makes a fist::
Julia- Now now boys.
Pietro- Ooooooo! I'm so scared! Look at me! I'm shaking! Lancie-pancie is gonna beat me up! ::gets up, sticking his tongue at him::
Lance- ::twitching::
Pietro- Hey Interview Lady, bet Lance didn't say how he liked Miss Kitty- Kat. And how he REALLY likes red cause that's the color of her favorite flower, roses. And that he couldn't score with her with a ten-foot pole---
Lance- YOU ARE SO DEAD! ::leaps from his chair and attempts to tackle Pietro, but he dodges easily and our boy crashes onto his face::
Julia- Ow. That's gotta hurt.
Pietro- I'd say! ::laughing hysterically::
Lance- ::dazed:: Ooo.....lookie at the Kitty stars.......
Julia- ::blinks:: I suppose this interview is over.....
Pietro- No it isn't! I wanna be asked more questions! ::plops down where Lance had been sitting, stepping over him::
Julia- I finished you though!
Pietro- Ohhhh no you didn't! Ask me what my favorite stuff is! I love it when people talk about me.
Julia- Yes, I am quite aware of that.
Lance- ::slowly gets up:: You are gonna die, Pietro......::puts his hands forward::
Pietro- :: starting to feel a slight rumble:: Uh-oh..........
Julia- o.o
Lance- DIE DIE DIE!!!!!! ::the whole house shakes violently::
Pietro- Eeeep! I'm oughtta here! ::zips out::
Julia- HEY! What about------AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! ::gets buried underneath a pile of rubble::
~End.~
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Hee hee :) Next up is Todd! Will Julia be able to climb her way out of the rubble for her next interview, find out next time on "Howabout an Interview? Howabout Not..."
:P ::writer cackles and skips away::
~Ami~
