Summary: Ever wonder what happens after Hank spends hours of researching? Is he hallucinating or have a couple of the X-Men gone nutty?
Author Note: This story kind of makes sense and kind of doesn't, so bear with me. Don't think about it just read it. Always good advise. I've got the word for this story! It's art. Ha ha! You know, art makes sense and doesn't all at the same time! Reposted because I thought my original idea with Xavier and Ororo in it sucked! I like mocking Logan and Scott it's fun. I like both characters so I'm not quite bashing them.
Disclaimer: Don't own them, don't have any permission to use them, and I sure as hell don't make any profit from this.
Here you have it……….
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A Late Night Stroll
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Henry McCoy walked through the hallway. He had just pulled an all nighter research and was pretty exhausted as he headed up towards his room.
Suddenly Logan appeared in front of him. "Hello Logan," he greeted.
Logan just stared at him.
"Uh, Logan, is there something wrong?" Hank asked.
Again Logan stared at him. Then a small noise vibrated from his throat. At first Hank wasn't sure he had heard it right. Considering he was tired and…and he was…tired he might have heard the noise wrong or simply imagined it. But then again the sound repeated itself. This time it was loud and clear.
"MEOW," Logan shrieked and ran down the hall meowing.
Hank stood there, jaw wide, eyes wide, and he stood. He couldn't pull himself to moving another step. The thought of Logan, meowing? That was just absurd.
Really now what is this world coming to? he thought. Then returned to his journey to his room. His nice, warm, cozy bed. A smile spread across his face.
Then Scott, seemingly out of nowhere appeared. He held a little toy gun that resembled some sort of outer space laser type gun.
"Zzz…zap," he said, pointing the gun at Hank. Scott repeated the word with a noted lisp and laughed. Hank was in no mood for this delay any longer.
He took the gun from Scott and broke it into dozens of pieces and threw it back at Scott. Offended Scott ran off down the hall, wrist bent in a rather GAY fashion, he ran.
After those two rather odd encounters, Hank decided it might be best just to try and slip back to his lab. Which was a lot closer to where he was now. Hoping this would all just be a nightmare.
Several feet down the hall he ran into Logan again. He stopped, thinking this was a bad idea.
"Hey, bub," Logan greeted.
Sort of relieved Hank said hi.
"Hey have you ever seen this cat before?" Logan asked, holding the cat up for Hank to see. The cat meowed.
"No. Sorry can't say that I have," Hank answered, smiling.
"Alright," Logan left carrying the cat down the hall.
Pondering, Hank stood there. Footsteps came down the hall towards him. Hank waited, there Scott stood. "Hey Hank. Have you ever seen one of these?" Scott asked, holding up a outer space laser type gun. Hank inhaled expecting the same thing to happen. This time Scott pulled the trigger the gun lighted up. "It's from one of those old space movies," Scott declared.
"Really?" Hank said.
"I'm going to go show Jean," he said, and ran down the hall. His wrist out and bent as he ran. Fortunately Hank wasn't watching him.
He reached his lab without any further distractions. He sat in his chair rubbing his eyes. Thinking about what had just occurred. A puzzled look covered his face. "What the hell just happened?" he asked allowed.
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Alright then. The scene with Scott and the toy gun with the whole zap thing. That was a scene, line, what have you from the Simpson's. So it's not mine.
Anyways, let me know what you thought.
Author Note: This story kind of makes sense and kind of doesn't, so bear with me. Don't think about it just read it. Always good advise. I've got the word for this story! It's art. Ha ha! You know, art makes sense and doesn't all at the same time! Reposted because I thought my original idea with Xavier and Ororo in it sucked! I like mocking Logan and Scott it's fun. I like both characters so I'm not quite bashing them.
Disclaimer: Don't own them, don't have any permission to use them, and I sure as hell don't make any profit from this.
Here you have it……….
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A Late Night Stroll
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Henry McCoy walked through the hallway. He had just pulled an all nighter research and was pretty exhausted as he headed up towards his room.
Suddenly Logan appeared in front of him. "Hello Logan," he greeted.
Logan just stared at him.
"Uh, Logan, is there something wrong?" Hank asked.
Again Logan stared at him. Then a small noise vibrated from his throat. At first Hank wasn't sure he had heard it right. Considering he was tired and…and he was…tired he might have heard the noise wrong or simply imagined it. But then again the sound repeated itself. This time it was loud and clear.
"MEOW," Logan shrieked and ran down the hall meowing.
Hank stood there, jaw wide, eyes wide, and he stood. He couldn't pull himself to moving another step. The thought of Logan, meowing? That was just absurd.
Really now what is this world coming to? he thought. Then returned to his journey to his room. His nice, warm, cozy bed. A smile spread across his face.
Then Scott, seemingly out of nowhere appeared. He held a little toy gun that resembled some sort of outer space laser type gun.
"Zzz…zap," he said, pointing the gun at Hank. Scott repeated the word with a noted lisp and laughed. Hank was in no mood for this delay any longer.
He took the gun from Scott and broke it into dozens of pieces and threw it back at Scott. Offended Scott ran off down the hall, wrist bent in a rather GAY fashion, he ran.
After those two rather odd encounters, Hank decided it might be best just to try and slip back to his lab. Which was a lot closer to where he was now. Hoping this would all just be a nightmare.
Several feet down the hall he ran into Logan again. He stopped, thinking this was a bad idea.
"Hey, bub," Logan greeted.
Sort of relieved Hank said hi.
"Hey have you ever seen this cat before?" Logan asked, holding the cat up for Hank to see. The cat meowed.
"No. Sorry can't say that I have," Hank answered, smiling.
"Alright," Logan left carrying the cat down the hall.
Pondering, Hank stood there. Footsteps came down the hall towards him. Hank waited, there Scott stood. "Hey Hank. Have you ever seen one of these?" Scott asked, holding up a outer space laser type gun. Hank inhaled expecting the same thing to happen. This time Scott pulled the trigger the gun lighted up. "It's from one of those old space movies," Scott declared.
"Really?" Hank said.
"I'm going to go show Jean," he said, and ran down the hall. His wrist out and bent as he ran. Fortunately Hank wasn't watching him.
He reached his lab without any further distractions. He sat in his chair rubbing his eyes. Thinking about what had just occurred. A puzzled look covered his face. "What the hell just happened?" he asked allowed.
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Alright then. The scene with Scott and the toy gun with the whole zap thing. That was a scene, line, what have you from the Simpson's. So it's not mine.
Anyways, let me know what you thought.