Well, hello everyone…I'm baaaaaacccckkkk!!! Soooo, this is the last chapter (no cheering please, sniveling only!) of this particular fic, but if I get enough good reviews, I will write a sequel, maybe with afew new characters in it or something. And I have also been inspired by fuzzyblue to finally get myself a muse, I mean everybody has one and I'm starting to fell really left out, so I guess I should write a short fic about that too (I still haven't picked one, in case you were wondering) and I have some ideas for some other fics too. Anyway onto the last chapter, it's been fun!!
DAY 7!!!!!!!!!
*wolvie walks in*
*looks at calender*
*looks closer at calender*
wolvie: hey, blue. What day is it?
Hank: why I believe it's…Thursday. Why do you ask?
Wolvie: Thursday the 17th??!!!
Hank: yes…
Wolvie: Thursday "the girls are coming home today" the 17th???!!!!
Hank: *gasp* yes!!
Wolvie: quick! Get the kids and bring 'em out here!!!
(afew seconds later in the living room)
gambit: okay what's dis all about?
Hank: it's Thursday the 17th!!!
Bobby:…
Gambit:…
Sam:…
Wolvie: thursday "the girls are commin home today" the 17th? Ring any bells?
Bobby: AAAAAHHHHHH!!! IT CAN'T BE TODAY!!! IT JUST CAN'T!!!!
Gambit: NNNOOOOOOO!!!!!!!WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO??!!
Sam: AH'M TO YOUNG TO DIE!!!!!
Wolvie: okay calm down!! We just gotta get this place cleaned up before 6:30 tonight.
Bobby: WHAT?! LOOK AT THIS PLACE!!
Gambit: IT'S HOPELESS!! WE'RE DOOMED!!!
Sam: WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!!!!
Hank: well it's 1:00 now…if we work in teams we may be able to accomplish this impossible task.
Wolvie: I call the hayseed!!
Hank: I call the Cajun!!!
Bobby: where do I go?
Hank:…um…you can stand watch, incase the girls come home early.
Bobby: okay!!
(prof's study)
sam: but, it's clean in here!!!
Logan: not quite
*points to a green mess on the floor*
sam: what in gods name is that?
Logan: you remember that freakin' stick too the wall lizard bobby had the first day?
Sam: no…ah don't remember any o' the first day.
Logan: long story short, it got melted onto the carpet, an we gotta get it off.
Sam: oh.
(living room)
hank: I must admit, you are quite talented at hiding messes. Just look at that pizza box furnature!!! And hiding it all in the closet…brilliant!!!
Gambit: and always remember de philosophy…what dey call a mess, I prefer t' call modern art!
Hank: shall we start on the kitchen?
Gambit: jus' wait till I show you how t' hide dat mess!!
(bobby)
man this is boring. The girls probably won't be back for awile, so I'm gonna do something else, but what?
(the study)
logan: okay, I'll start slicin' through the carpet , you grab hold of it and star blastin'
sam: why do ah have t' be the one t' touch it?
Logan: cause you got a force field! Now go!!
*snikt*
*blast*
*cut*
*crash*
logan: good news is we got that green crap off the carpet…
sam: bad news, the professah needs a new door…
logan: and don't forget there's a big gaping hole in the floor
sam: how could ah forget the hole?!!
Logan: move on to the war room?
Sam: yeah
(bobby)
wow! Pizza box furnature!! Cool!!
(rec room)
hank: and we are finished!!
Gambit: and we didn' have to clean up!!
Hank: perhaps we should see, how team 2 is doing?
Gambit: MON DIEU!! It never occurred t' me, dey could actually be ….*GASP*… CLEANING!!!
Hank: stars and garters!!! We need to move fast!!!
(bobby)
holy crap on a stick, what happened to the professors study?!
(war room)
logan: good enough…
sam: ah'll say
*beast and gambit run in*
hank: we…*gasp*…came as…*wheeze*…fast as we possibly…*wheeze*…could!!
Logan: is the rest of the mansion presentable?
Gambit: s'good enough…*wheeze*
Logan: okay, then we got a little situation concerning chucks study….
(study)
gambit: wow!
Hank: what do we do?
Bobby: somebody help!!
Hank: bobby? Where are you?
Sam: uh…he's down there…
*points to the hole in the floor*
*pulls bobby up*
gambit: aren't you supposed t' be watchin' for the girls?
Bobby: um….no?
Logan: it's not important right now…what do we do about this?
Gambit: okay, I got a plan!
(several hours later)
jean: so did you guys do okay without us?
Bobby: of coarse jean! We are grown ups!!!…mostly…
Rogue: jean…ya better come look at this
*all walk into the house*
storm: BY THE GODDESS!!!
Logan: it's not that bad!
Jean: pizza box furnature?
Rogue: and there's a pile of old food in the back yard.
Hank: it's not just "a pile of old food", it's our new compost heap!
Rogue: but there's cardboard and glass in it!!
Storm: what in heavens is THAT?
Gambit and hank: modern art…
Jean: well the study seems to be intact…exept for that towel on the floor…
x-men: DON'T TOUCH IT!!!!
Jean: why not?
*steps on it*
*falls through floor*
jean: that's it!!! We're never leaving them alone again!!!!!
THE END!!!!!!
Wow!! It's over!!!! Can you believe it?! Again I will consider writing a sequel…if I get enough people asking for it…so until next time…I am sensor girl and this was…THE X-MEN'S ADVENTURE!!!