Divine inspiration
By Todd fan
Disclaimer: You know what i own. I don't own X-men:Evolution or its characters. I don't own the twighlight zone. I definately don't own the songs 'Always look on the bright side of life', 'The lumberjack song", or 'The meaning of life' their all from Monty Python.
Its that time again. Lets praise and adore my reviewers.
Pixiechick - Yep, glad you like it, finally i'm getting some inspiration for THIS fic (touch wood).
Eileen - Thanks :). Yep, they are in trouble, tee hee.
Red witch - Yep, read PL, its great. I bet she wishes she never stepped foot out of the other realm now :)
Christina - Glad it makes you laugh, i aim to please.
Miah tolensky - Well....there is still Lancity going on, only toned down a little. My main focus in this fic, romantic wise, is on poor Roguey. Yes, well don't forget about your story, i love it. I can't wait for the next chapter!.
Happy birthday to me!. Well, this chapters a little...mad, but hey it's REALLY hot over here, i'm sweltering.
Chapter 11 - Engine trouble.
Bastet frowned at Logan through the window of the Blackbird. He was looking at the engine, scratching his head from time to time. He looked contempletive for a second before swearing and kicking the wheel of the jet. Bastet sighed and walked to the back. Pietro was still squirming, begging to be let loose. Todd was still unconcious and as for Sabertooth...He was rocking back and fourth on his seat, hugging his knees.
"My life is over", he muttered.
"Oh for god's sake cheer up!", shouted Bastet, "he's just a teenager! It can't be that bad!".
"Some things in life are bad
They can really make you mad
Other things just make you swear and curse".
Everyone turned to see a singing Pietro, rocking his head from side to side and grinning like someone who had just escaped from a phsyco ward.
"When your chewing on life's gristle
Don't grumble, give a whistle
And this'll help things turn out for the best...and....
ALWAYS LOOK ON THE BRIGHT SIDE OF LIFE".
Everyone winced as Pietro hit a new octave, then began to whistle in- between verses.
"Always look on the right side of life
If life seems jolly rotten
There's something you've forgoten
And that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing".
Everyone was looking at Pietro as if he had lost it, which he probably had. At least it had stopped Sabertooth from moaning.
"And always look on the bright side of life
Come on, sing along, you know the words!".
Everyone found themselves joining in, even if they didn't mean to. The only exceptions being Todd, who couldn't sing if he wanted to, and Bastet who felt as if she'd been dropped into the twighlight zone. .
"Always look on the bright side of life
Always look on the light side of life".
Bastet sighed, this was getting irritating.
"Always look on the bright side of death
Just before you draw your terminal breath
Life's a piece of........".
"THAT'S ENOUGH!", snarled Bastet, causing Pietro to come to an abrupt stop, "i can't take it anymore, i'm going to see Logan".
With that, Bastet stormed out of the Blackbird. As she left, she could hear Pietro starting to sing 'the lumberjack song'. She walked voer to where Logan was staring at the engine of the Balckbird, as if he could frighten it into working.
"What's wrong with it?", she asked, walking up slowly behind him.
"There's sand in the engine", said Logan with a growl, "unless we can get it out, we ain't goin' anywhere".
"Well how do we gat it out?", asked Bastet, crossing her arms.
"We have ta try and sieve it out", said Logan, "any ideas?".
Bastet looked thoughtfull, the smiled.
"I have a plan", she said, heading back to the jet.
"Right everyone", she said as she entered the Blackbird, "we need to sieve out the sand that's clogging the engine or were staying here".
She pointed at Kitty.
"Your going to phase the bottom of the Blackbird", she said.
"But if i phase through a machine....", started Kitty.
"I KNOW", said Bastet, "but all i want you to do is make sure the bottom of the jet is intangable. Lance, can you create a small tremor, you know, just enough to shake the sand loose?".
"Sure...i guess", said Lance with a shrug.
"Godd", she said,then turned to Pietro "you, singing boy. If i let you go, will you get the sand away quickly from the bottom of the jet?".
Pietro nodded furiously.
"And you won't run away?", added Bastet.
Pietro's face fell.
"Well.... okay", he said, "but i'm alowed to sing?".
"Yes", said Bastet with a sigh of defeat, "you can sing".
"Yay!", said PIetro as he was let loose from his spike prison.
"Now are you better Mr Happy?", asked Bastet, turning to Sabertooth.
"Yep", said Sabertooth with a grin, "it's amazing what British comedy can do fer ya".
"Good", said Bastet, "i want you to go and get ready to start the engine when i give the signal. See if we can flush the sand out".
"Vhat about me and Evan?", asked Kurt.
"Kurt, you can help Pietro move the sand. Spikey-boy here can look after sleepy", she said, indicating to Todd.
"Awww man", said Evan, "what did i do to deserve that?".
"Nothing at all", said Bastet, "your the only one among the group thats useless in the mission. Besides, i need SOMEONE to watch him".
"Fine", said Evan sulkily, "but it's not fair".
"My heart bleeds for you kid", said Bastet with a shrug, "come on guys, i want out of this desert".
The small group left the jet. Evan sighed and sat down, crossing his arms. Sabertooth walked into the cokcpit and sat down, ready to start the engine when he was told. Outside, everyone took their positions. Kitty put her hand through the bottom of the Blackbird. Lance reached up and placed his hand on the side of the engine. He narrowed his eyes and concentrated. The engine started to rumble, underneath, sand began to trickle out from where kitty had made it intangible. Pietro and Kurt started to clear up the sand underneath before it collected under the jet and swamped them in. It wasn't long before Pietro started to sing again.
"Why are we here, what's life all about?
Is God really real, or is there some doubt?
Well tonight we're going to sort it all out
For tonight is the meaning of life".
Logan looked at the singing mutant, then turned to Bastet.
"What is he doing?", he asked.
"Singing", said Bastet with a sigh, "don't mock it. It's cured Sabertooth of his depression and it's giving Mr Sunstroke something to do".
"Fair enough", said Logan with a shrug, letting Pietro keep on with his song.
It didn't take long for them to clear the engine. Logan sighed.
"Its now or never", he said.
Bastet waved her hand at Sbaertooth, who nodded and pressed the starter. The engine made a spluttering sound.
"Damm", said Bastet, she motioned for Sabertooth to start again.
Sabertooth growled and tried again, nothing happened. He gave a snarl and punched the dashboard ( A/N is that the right word to use for a jet?. Oh well...). Suddenl;y the engine roared into life.
"Whoooo!", said Pietro, dancing around happily.
"The magic touch", said Sabertooth smugly.
"Right", said Bastet, "now lets get into the jet before anything else happens".
The others nodded and jumped into the jet. As the Blackbird took off into the sky Logan turned to Bastet.
"I think YOU'D better do the navigating", he said with a chuckle.
"For once, i agree with you", said Bastet, as the jet headed towards their destination.
Well?. What do you think?. Remember to review people :)
By Todd fan
Disclaimer: You know what i own. I don't own X-men:Evolution or its characters. I don't own the twighlight zone. I definately don't own the songs 'Always look on the bright side of life', 'The lumberjack song", or 'The meaning of life' their all from Monty Python.
Its that time again. Lets praise and adore my reviewers.
Pixiechick - Yep, glad you like it, finally i'm getting some inspiration for THIS fic (touch wood).
Eileen - Thanks :). Yep, they are in trouble, tee hee.
Red witch - Yep, read PL, its great. I bet she wishes she never stepped foot out of the other realm now :)
Christina - Glad it makes you laugh, i aim to please.
Miah tolensky - Well....there is still Lancity going on, only toned down a little. My main focus in this fic, romantic wise, is on poor Roguey. Yes, well don't forget about your story, i love it. I can't wait for the next chapter!.
Happy birthday to me!. Well, this chapters a little...mad, but hey it's REALLY hot over here, i'm sweltering.
Chapter 11 - Engine trouble.
Bastet frowned at Logan through the window of the Blackbird. He was looking at the engine, scratching his head from time to time. He looked contempletive for a second before swearing and kicking the wheel of the jet. Bastet sighed and walked to the back. Pietro was still squirming, begging to be let loose. Todd was still unconcious and as for Sabertooth...He was rocking back and fourth on his seat, hugging his knees.
"My life is over", he muttered.
"Oh for god's sake cheer up!", shouted Bastet, "he's just a teenager! It can't be that bad!".
"Some things in life are bad
They can really make you mad
Other things just make you swear and curse".
Everyone turned to see a singing Pietro, rocking his head from side to side and grinning like someone who had just escaped from a phsyco ward.
"When your chewing on life's gristle
Don't grumble, give a whistle
And this'll help things turn out for the best...and....
ALWAYS LOOK ON THE BRIGHT SIDE OF LIFE".
Everyone winced as Pietro hit a new octave, then began to whistle in- between verses.
"Always look on the right side of life
If life seems jolly rotten
There's something you've forgoten
And that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing".
Everyone was looking at Pietro as if he had lost it, which he probably had. At least it had stopped Sabertooth from moaning.
"And always look on the bright side of life
Come on, sing along, you know the words!".
Everyone found themselves joining in, even if they didn't mean to. The only exceptions being Todd, who couldn't sing if he wanted to, and Bastet who felt as if she'd been dropped into the twighlight zone. .
"Always look on the bright side of life
Always look on the light side of life".
Bastet sighed, this was getting irritating.
"Always look on the bright side of death
Just before you draw your terminal breath
Life's a piece of........".
"THAT'S ENOUGH!", snarled Bastet, causing Pietro to come to an abrupt stop, "i can't take it anymore, i'm going to see Logan".
With that, Bastet stormed out of the Blackbird. As she left, she could hear Pietro starting to sing 'the lumberjack song'. She walked voer to where Logan was staring at the engine of the Balckbird, as if he could frighten it into working.
"What's wrong with it?", she asked, walking up slowly behind him.
"There's sand in the engine", said Logan with a growl, "unless we can get it out, we ain't goin' anywhere".
"Well how do we gat it out?", asked Bastet, crossing her arms.
"We have ta try and sieve it out", said Logan, "any ideas?".
Bastet looked thoughtfull, the smiled.
"I have a plan", she said, heading back to the jet.
"Right everyone", she said as she entered the Blackbird, "we need to sieve out the sand that's clogging the engine or were staying here".
She pointed at Kitty.
"Your going to phase the bottom of the Blackbird", she said.
"But if i phase through a machine....", started Kitty.
"I KNOW", said Bastet, "but all i want you to do is make sure the bottom of the jet is intangable. Lance, can you create a small tremor, you know, just enough to shake the sand loose?".
"Sure...i guess", said Lance with a shrug.
"Godd", she said,then turned to Pietro "you, singing boy. If i let you go, will you get the sand away quickly from the bottom of the jet?".
Pietro nodded furiously.
"And you won't run away?", added Bastet.
Pietro's face fell.
"Well.... okay", he said, "but i'm alowed to sing?".
"Yes", said Bastet with a sigh of defeat, "you can sing".
"Yay!", said PIetro as he was let loose from his spike prison.
"Now are you better Mr Happy?", asked Bastet, turning to Sabertooth.
"Yep", said Sabertooth with a grin, "it's amazing what British comedy can do fer ya".
"Good", said Bastet, "i want you to go and get ready to start the engine when i give the signal. See if we can flush the sand out".
"Vhat about me and Evan?", asked Kurt.
"Kurt, you can help Pietro move the sand. Spikey-boy here can look after sleepy", she said, indicating to Todd.
"Awww man", said Evan, "what did i do to deserve that?".
"Nothing at all", said Bastet, "your the only one among the group thats useless in the mission. Besides, i need SOMEONE to watch him".
"Fine", said Evan sulkily, "but it's not fair".
"My heart bleeds for you kid", said Bastet with a shrug, "come on guys, i want out of this desert".
The small group left the jet. Evan sighed and sat down, crossing his arms. Sabertooth walked into the cokcpit and sat down, ready to start the engine when he was told. Outside, everyone took their positions. Kitty put her hand through the bottom of the Blackbird. Lance reached up and placed his hand on the side of the engine. He narrowed his eyes and concentrated. The engine started to rumble, underneath, sand began to trickle out from where kitty had made it intangible. Pietro and Kurt started to clear up the sand underneath before it collected under the jet and swamped them in. It wasn't long before Pietro started to sing again.
"Why are we here, what's life all about?
Is God really real, or is there some doubt?
Well tonight we're going to sort it all out
For tonight is the meaning of life".
Logan looked at the singing mutant, then turned to Bastet.
"What is he doing?", he asked.
"Singing", said Bastet with a sigh, "don't mock it. It's cured Sabertooth of his depression and it's giving Mr Sunstroke something to do".
"Fair enough", said Logan with a shrug, letting Pietro keep on with his song.
It didn't take long for them to clear the engine. Logan sighed.
"Its now or never", he said.
Bastet waved her hand at Sbaertooth, who nodded and pressed the starter. The engine made a spluttering sound.
"Damm", said Bastet, she motioned for Sabertooth to start again.
Sabertooth growled and tried again, nothing happened. He gave a snarl and punched the dashboard ( A/N is that the right word to use for a jet?. Oh well...). Suddenl;y the engine roared into life.
"Whoooo!", said Pietro, dancing around happily.
"The magic touch", said Sabertooth smugly.
"Right", said Bastet, "now lets get into the jet before anything else happens".
The others nodded and jumped into the jet. As the Blackbird took off into the sky Logan turned to Bastet.
"I think YOU'D better do the navigating", he said with a chuckle.
"For once, i agree with you", said Bastet, as the jet headed towards their destination.
Well?. What do you think?. Remember to review people :)
