Disclaimer: I don't own any of the following, a working alarm clock, x men
evo, the 5th harry potter book (when is it coming out god dang it!) or my
own email account (gotta share with my family, SNAP!)
Note: STILL NOT ON BOATS!!!! God I'm starting to hack myself of here. Erg, I have a sun burn and am feeling grumpy, so I'm sorry if it isn't as funny as the other chapters. I hate jean, if you didn't know that you're inexplicable and odd to. Here we go, fasten your seatbelts ladies and gents
"hey, um can any of you guys like, play an instrument?" asked kitty, trying to break the eerie silence.
"oui"
"yup"
"ah can"
"yeah, let me show you," said jean. She then ran out of the room to get her violin. "I'll be right back," she called over her shoulder.
"oh," said rogue, "this'll be good," she then laid back down on the floor. (remy moved) a second later jean ran back in carrying a beautiful violin. She stood tall, healed her head high, and struck up a tune.
"blimy!"
"it's great jean"
"the heck are you high on Scott?!?" yelled bobby.
"yeah, it sucks yo," said Todd.
"uh, you obviously don't have any taste for classical music!" said jean indignantly. The rest of the kids just starred after her, the way she played it sounded like a musical saw.
"erg, the way she played it sounded like a musical saw," cried Sam still with his hands clapped over his ears. Scott didn't want to take it so he ran after jean like a lovesick puppy.
"ok" said tabby, "there is no way in heck that I am gunna listen to that eeeevvvvvviiiiiilllllllll thing the whole trip." She paused, stood up and stood before all of them like a general, "I saw we rally together and hunt down that daemon possessed thing, then set it ablaze so we KNOW it will never pried off of innocent children's ears again."
"way to go tabby," said Todd, "now lets burn that sucker!"
"arg!" cried the whole room, along with some other way cries.
"whoopee"
"lets do this"
"grab your torch and pitch fork!" cried another.
"wait up, what's a pitch-fork? A fork for pitchers?" asked Evan, a blank look on his face.
"new plan," said rogue, "half hunt down the instrument of evil, the other, pound Evan into the dirt!" yelled rogue. Filled with adrenaline they split up. Evan screamed like a girl and ran around the room. The violin didn't stand a chance. The poor thing now lies in a heap of ashes on the 2nd stair from the top.
"c'mon kids!" yelled storm, "time to go to the airport, now ray, put down Evan, and john could you put out those little fire dogs running around. One of them bit Logan and he'll kill you if you don't. They all piled into the car. Bobby slipped rogue something.
"huh"
"it's a walky-talky. I want to know what happens on your boat, and I could use some ideas on the torture of Scott," he replied smiling. This could be a cool trip. They were one of the last to get into the 3 vans.
"thank ya cube."
"no prob stripes."
How was that? I know it was short, but it hurts my sunburn to be typing. Just to say, this is not, repeat IS NOT!! A bobby/rogue story, but they are going to be best friends and partners in crime. The next chapter will be about the plane riding and why exactly rogue is so pissed at jean and Scott. (well, we all know she hates jean, but she DID like Scott), oh and thank you to all of the below: TurtleClarinet amber-goddess liltrick89 Me Persephone Thomasina G-Stars Pelepele (k_pelepele@yahoo.com) star of darkness
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Sarah Coldheart and of coarse, todd fan
Note: STILL NOT ON BOATS!!!! God I'm starting to hack myself of here. Erg, I have a sun burn and am feeling grumpy, so I'm sorry if it isn't as funny as the other chapters. I hate jean, if you didn't know that you're inexplicable and odd to. Here we go, fasten your seatbelts ladies and gents
"hey, um can any of you guys like, play an instrument?" asked kitty, trying to break the eerie silence.
"oui"
"yup"
"ah can"
"yeah, let me show you," said jean. She then ran out of the room to get her violin. "I'll be right back," she called over her shoulder.
"oh," said rogue, "this'll be good," she then laid back down on the floor. (remy moved) a second later jean ran back in carrying a beautiful violin. She stood tall, healed her head high, and struck up a tune.
"blimy!"
"it's great jean"
"the heck are you high on Scott?!?" yelled bobby.
"yeah, it sucks yo," said Todd.
"uh, you obviously don't have any taste for classical music!" said jean indignantly. The rest of the kids just starred after her, the way she played it sounded like a musical saw.
"erg, the way she played it sounded like a musical saw," cried Sam still with his hands clapped over his ears. Scott didn't want to take it so he ran after jean like a lovesick puppy.
"ok" said tabby, "there is no way in heck that I am gunna listen to that eeeevvvvvviiiiiilllllllll thing the whole trip." She paused, stood up and stood before all of them like a general, "I saw we rally together and hunt down that daemon possessed thing, then set it ablaze so we KNOW it will never pried off of innocent children's ears again."
"way to go tabby," said Todd, "now lets burn that sucker!"
"arg!" cried the whole room, along with some other way cries.
"whoopee"
"lets do this"
"grab your torch and pitch fork!" cried another.
"wait up, what's a pitch-fork? A fork for pitchers?" asked Evan, a blank look on his face.
"new plan," said rogue, "half hunt down the instrument of evil, the other, pound Evan into the dirt!" yelled rogue. Filled with adrenaline they split up. Evan screamed like a girl and ran around the room. The violin didn't stand a chance. The poor thing now lies in a heap of ashes on the 2nd stair from the top.
"c'mon kids!" yelled storm, "time to go to the airport, now ray, put down Evan, and john could you put out those little fire dogs running around. One of them bit Logan and he'll kill you if you don't. They all piled into the car. Bobby slipped rogue something.
"huh"
"it's a walky-talky. I want to know what happens on your boat, and I could use some ideas on the torture of Scott," he replied smiling. This could be a cool trip. They were one of the last to get into the 3 vans.
"thank ya cube."
"no prob stripes."
How was that? I know it was short, but it hurts my sunburn to be typing. Just to say, this is not, repeat IS NOT!! A bobby/rogue story, but they are going to be best friends and partners in crime. The next chapter will be about the plane riding and why exactly rogue is so pissed at jean and Scott. (well, we all know she hates jean, but she DID like Scott), oh and thank you to all of the below: TurtleClarinet amber-goddess liltrick89 Me Persephone Thomasina G-Stars Pelepele (k_pelepele@yahoo.com) star of darkness
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Sarah Coldheart and of coarse, todd fan