Fast food and slow Bad guys
A great Big Thanx to all those who reviewed, Ryoken and Red Witch especially. I'm a big fan of your works and glad to see you like my stuff. To all who have yet to review, I say this: A hex on your first born child has been cast by my girlfriend. The only way to remove it is to review, so HA.
Disclaimer: Sorry I used the money for the disclaimer on cheap booze. It said I own nothing except the cloths on my back. Well technically I don't even own those, but screw semantics.
Summary: See chapter one foo.
Bayville, Outside a McDonald's Restaurant: 8:23 P.M
"You mean to tell me that Pietro went nuts trying to figure out how to solve a rubic cube?" Kitty asked in surprise.
"Yep. We had to duct tape him down to keep him from hurting himself." Lance stated as he continued to put a safe distance between them and The Wolverine. "I always knew that those thing were evil. We finally calmed him down after Toad found a bunch of really powerful tranquilizers."
"Where did he find those?" Kitty asked in amazement.
"Mystique's old room. I 'm still wondering what she used them for?"
"Huh. Who knows? Oh, Let's grab a bit to eat." Kitty said as she pointed to the McDonalds.
"Sure thing Pretty Kitty."
"Lance!!" Kitty said slightly annoyed. "You know I hate that name."
"Oops. I've been naughty. I may need to be disciplined." He leaned in closer and whispered seductively into her ear "We'll talk later." Kitty blushed furiously as she caught his meaning and the images ran through her innocent little head. "Hmmm." She said as she seriously thought about it. But those thoughts were cut short as they pulled into the McDonalds and Lance parked the Jeep.
They walked into the crowded Lair of fried food and found a table to sit at. Little did they notice the now-sober Shadowy Figure had crept into the back.
"What do you want Kitty?" Lance asked her as she thought for a moment.
"I'll just have a salad and a large diet coke, please." She responded as she tried to get the naughty images out of her head.
"No prob, Pretty Kitty. Oops, I did it again, didn't I? Now I'll need twice the punishment." He said seductively.
"La-ance!" She cried. "Quit it." She said as she playfully slapped his arm.
"Just kidding Kitty." He replied as he left to go grab the food. "Lets see I'll have a number 3 Super sized with coke and a salad with a large diet coke." Lance told the very pizza-faced teenager who worked behind the counter.
"A-HA!" Now I will put my plan into effect." The Shadowy Figure said to himself. He then spat on Lance's food without being seen. "Let's see how Mister Alvers likes his food. Mwahahaha!!"
"Hey you there! You can't be back here!" Came a gruff voice from behind the Figure. He turned slowly to see a very tall, very muscular, very bald, and probably very angry man dressed in a McDonalds uniform behind him pointing at him.
"Uh-oh. Crap" The shadowy Figure thought as the very angry man approached him. He tried to run but the man grabbed him and dragged him outside. Various sounds of a human being beaten savagely and bent into forms a man should not be place in were heard through out the restaurant as Lance grabbed the food and walked to the table were Kitty was humming to herself. The Big guy walked back into the store and handed a twenty-dollar bill to his colleague. "You were right Dave, a human can't be bent into a pretzel shape.
"Here you go Kitty." Lance said as he handed her, her food.
"Thanks Lance!" She said as she began to munch away. Lance just looked at her and then turned to his own order. He pulled the bun off to lay down some Ketchup, only to see a wad of spit sitting on the burger.
"That Pizza faced Basterd." Lance said as he showed Kitty the burger.
"Like, eww!" Kitty exclaimed as she pushed her own food away from her. "Like, let's leave."
"Good idea. Why don't you go wait in the jeep, Kitty. I need to take care of something." Lance said as he walked up to where the pizza faced kid was taking his break. Lance grabbed the kid and dragged him into the bathroom. Right after Kitty walked out of the Restaurant the people inside heard screams coming from the boy's bathroom, yet none dared to investigate. A few moments later Lance walked out wiping his hand while humming System of a Down's 'Toxicity.' He walked to the jeep were Kitty was waiting and smiled at her while he got in and drove off. Neither of them noticed the mangled body of the Shadowy Figure stuck inside a garbage can.
"Why... Me..." He said slowly before he passed out.
Bayville, Xaiver's Institute for the Gifted 8:34 P.M.
Bobby Drake smiled to himself as he looked at the Acme Jet Rocket Shuttle set he had ordered and built. The tracks led to the front doors of the mansion. He got in and strapped himself down and put on his helmet. He pushed the ignite button as he yelled, "YEE-HAA!" He sped toward the mansion only to have the car bounce of the tracks. "AHHHHHHHH!" he screamed as he went fling into the solid brick wall. He stumbled out of the large crater he had created, his cloths a mess. "Why??" He said weakly before he passed out.
To be continued... yet again
ME: Spiting on his food? That's the best you could come up with?
Shadowy Figure (In a body cast): Hey it's the best I could come up with on the spur of the moment.
ME: And you wonder why you never get a date. Oh, hi-ya folks. I'll do my part and get this dumb-ass ready for the next chapter and you can do your part by reviewing and sending in suggestions. Remember every little one counts and helps. Now for you (turn to the Figure and pulls out a very large saw) Let's get you up and running.
Shadowy Figure: NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
A great Big Thanx to all those who reviewed, Ryoken and Red Witch especially. I'm a big fan of your works and glad to see you like my stuff. To all who have yet to review, I say this: A hex on your first born child has been cast by my girlfriend. The only way to remove it is to review, so HA.
Disclaimer: Sorry I used the money for the disclaimer on cheap booze. It said I own nothing except the cloths on my back. Well technically I don't even own those, but screw semantics.
Summary: See chapter one foo.
Bayville, Outside a McDonald's Restaurant: 8:23 P.M
"You mean to tell me that Pietro went nuts trying to figure out how to solve a rubic cube?" Kitty asked in surprise.
"Yep. We had to duct tape him down to keep him from hurting himself." Lance stated as he continued to put a safe distance between them and The Wolverine. "I always knew that those thing were evil. We finally calmed him down after Toad found a bunch of really powerful tranquilizers."
"Where did he find those?" Kitty asked in amazement.
"Mystique's old room. I 'm still wondering what she used them for?"
"Huh. Who knows? Oh, Let's grab a bit to eat." Kitty said as she pointed to the McDonalds.
"Sure thing Pretty Kitty."
"Lance!!" Kitty said slightly annoyed. "You know I hate that name."
"Oops. I've been naughty. I may need to be disciplined." He leaned in closer and whispered seductively into her ear "We'll talk later." Kitty blushed furiously as she caught his meaning and the images ran through her innocent little head. "Hmmm." She said as she seriously thought about it. But those thoughts were cut short as they pulled into the McDonalds and Lance parked the Jeep.
They walked into the crowded Lair of fried food and found a table to sit at. Little did they notice the now-sober Shadowy Figure had crept into the back.
"What do you want Kitty?" Lance asked her as she thought for a moment.
"I'll just have a salad and a large diet coke, please." She responded as she tried to get the naughty images out of her head.
"No prob, Pretty Kitty. Oops, I did it again, didn't I? Now I'll need twice the punishment." He said seductively.
"La-ance!" She cried. "Quit it." She said as she playfully slapped his arm.
"Just kidding Kitty." He replied as he left to go grab the food. "Lets see I'll have a number 3 Super sized with coke and a salad with a large diet coke." Lance told the very pizza-faced teenager who worked behind the counter.
"A-HA!" Now I will put my plan into effect." The Shadowy Figure said to himself. He then spat on Lance's food without being seen. "Let's see how Mister Alvers likes his food. Mwahahaha!!"
"Hey you there! You can't be back here!" Came a gruff voice from behind the Figure. He turned slowly to see a very tall, very muscular, very bald, and probably very angry man dressed in a McDonalds uniform behind him pointing at him.
"Uh-oh. Crap" The shadowy Figure thought as the very angry man approached him. He tried to run but the man grabbed him and dragged him outside. Various sounds of a human being beaten savagely and bent into forms a man should not be place in were heard through out the restaurant as Lance grabbed the food and walked to the table were Kitty was humming to herself. The Big guy walked back into the store and handed a twenty-dollar bill to his colleague. "You were right Dave, a human can't be bent into a pretzel shape.
"Here you go Kitty." Lance said as he handed her, her food.
"Thanks Lance!" She said as she began to munch away. Lance just looked at her and then turned to his own order. He pulled the bun off to lay down some Ketchup, only to see a wad of spit sitting on the burger.
"That Pizza faced Basterd." Lance said as he showed Kitty the burger.
"Like, eww!" Kitty exclaimed as she pushed her own food away from her. "Like, let's leave."
"Good idea. Why don't you go wait in the jeep, Kitty. I need to take care of something." Lance said as he walked up to where the pizza faced kid was taking his break. Lance grabbed the kid and dragged him into the bathroom. Right after Kitty walked out of the Restaurant the people inside heard screams coming from the boy's bathroom, yet none dared to investigate. A few moments later Lance walked out wiping his hand while humming System of a Down's 'Toxicity.' He walked to the jeep were Kitty was waiting and smiled at her while he got in and drove off. Neither of them noticed the mangled body of the Shadowy Figure stuck inside a garbage can.
"Why... Me..." He said slowly before he passed out.
Bayville, Xaiver's Institute for the Gifted 8:34 P.M.
Bobby Drake smiled to himself as he looked at the Acme Jet Rocket Shuttle set he had ordered and built. The tracks led to the front doors of the mansion. He got in and strapped himself down and put on his helmet. He pushed the ignite button as he yelled, "YEE-HAA!" He sped toward the mansion only to have the car bounce of the tracks. "AHHHHHHHH!" he screamed as he went fling into the solid brick wall. He stumbled out of the large crater he had created, his cloths a mess. "Why??" He said weakly before he passed out.
To be continued... yet again
ME: Spiting on his food? That's the best you could come up with?
Shadowy Figure (In a body cast): Hey it's the best I could come up with on the spur of the moment.
ME: And you wonder why you never get a date. Oh, hi-ya folks. I'll do my part and get this dumb-ass ready for the next chapter and you can do your part by reviewing and sending in suggestions. Remember every little one counts and helps. Now for you (turn to the Figure and pulls out a very large saw) Let's get you up and running.
Shadowy Figure: NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!