Yay! Chapter 5 is finished! (grumbling is heard from the corner of the room) I look over to my muse, who I've managed to bind and gag. What's wrong with you? I ask. He gives me a searing gaze. Aaaaaanyways, on with the insanity!!!

DIRECTOR: Alright everybody, get ready to film the skeedoo scene.

CYCLOPS: Skeedoo scene? What's the skeedoo scene?

DIRECTOR (pounding his forehead with his clipboard): Will someone PLEASE explain to this idiot what the skeedoo scene is?! I can't take this anymore!!!

There is a bit of time out as Jean and Hank explain to Scott just what skeedooing is all about. Finally, I wave my magic wand and PooF! we're at the skeedoo scene!

CYCLOPS: Blue skeedoed we can....wait a minute.

DIRECTOR (the arms of his chair are splintering where he's grasping them): NOW what?

CYCLOPS: Let me get this straight. I'm supposed to magically jump into this picture simply by saying a stupid little rhyme?

BEAST (whispering): No, you simpleton! All you have to do is make the motion of jumping toward the picture. The computer animators will take care of the rest!

CYCLOPS: Oh, okay.

DIRECTOR (sucking down Pepto Bismol): Alright, try again.

Beast twirls around in a little circle and jumps toward the picture frame.

BEAST: See? That's all you have to do, Scott.

CYCLOPS: Okay. Blue skeedoed, we can too!

Scott jumps toward the picture, smacks into the wall and drops to the floor, unconscious.

ENTIRE CREW: Moron!!!

Another short break is taken as we wait for Cyclops to regain consciousness. In the next scene, we are in that picture they supposedly skeedoed into.

CYCLOPS: Gee! I wonder where we are, Blue....oooomph!!!

Scott is knocked to the ground and looks up to see Jubilee sitting on his chest, wearing cat ears.

CYCLOPS: Just what the heck do you think you're doing?!

Jubilee gets up onto her feet and starts jumping up and down insanely on his chest.

JUBILEE: I'm not Jubilee! I'm Perriwinkle! Wanna play a game, huh? Huh? HUH?

CYCLOPS: Ow! OW! OWWWW! @#$%&%@##!!!!!

KIDS: GASP!!!

JUBILEE: Aw, you're no fun.

DIRECTOR: CUT! CUT!!! WE DON'T USE THAT TYPE OF LANGUAGE ON A KIDS SHOW!!

Jubilee hops off Scott's chest and bounces over to Hank.

JUBILEE: Wanna play a game? Huh? HUH?

BEAST: Er...what exactly has gotten into you, my dear?

JUBILEE: Aw, you're no fun, either.

DIRECTOR: I SAID CUT!!!

Jubilee proceeds to bounce allover the stage, making little fireworks displays while 'oooing' and 'aweing' about the 'pretty colours'.

DIRECTOR: What the heck is wrong with her?!!!

ROGUE (sheepishly): Ah think it's mah fault...

DIRECTOR (nearly foaming at the mouth): HOW?!

ROGUE: Well, Jubes wasn't sure she was hyper enough to play Perriwinkle, so...

DIRECTOR (suddenly eerily calm): Yeeeeeesss, go on.

ROGUE: So I kinda gave her a cup o' coffee, ya know, to give her a little boost o' energy.

DIRECTOR (rubbing his temples): And where did you get this coffee?

ROGUE: That coffee pot over on the table.

DIRECTOR: The one labelled 'director only'?

ROGUE (even more sheephishly): Yeah.

DIRECTOR: The pot labelled 'director only' which is filled with extra-strong, mocha-chino latte with a double shot of sugar?

ROGUE: Yeah......uh oh.

JUBILEE: Woo-hoo!!! Woo-hoo!!! Woo-hoo!

BEAST: I fear we may have to sedate her...

DIRECTOR: Will somebody catch her, please?!

CYCLOPS: Hey! I'M the leader around here...oooommmphh!!

Scott is once again knocked to the ground as Jubilee flies past, arms spread out and making airplane noises.

Twenty minutes lapse as the X-Men try to pin her down. Hank even goes so far as to try and use the tablecloth as a net, but is unsuccessful. Finally, Bobby is forced to freeze her solid and they prop her up in the corner to thaw out.

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Sorry for taking so long to get this chapter written. I made a rather useful discovery: do not attempt to write a sillific and a serious story at the same time (A Tail of Two Beasts). It just knocks the insanity right outta ya. Anyways, at least I've got my muse under control (I look over to the corner and see some rope and a gag lying on the floor) Aw, crap! Excuse me, folks! I got a little huntin' to do, and I ain't lookin' for wabbits!