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Time To Train with the Misfits!
In all his life Steve Rodgers had never had training like this. Oh sure he could handle the exercises, the obstacle courses with live laser fire, the electrified barbed wire, the running for several miles with over forty pounds of weights on his arms, legs and back. That was no problem for him. His retraining of his senses by a man calling himself the Blind Master was going well too. He even picked up a few tricks on how to fight when blindfolded. Yes his muscles were sore after decades of being in stasis but he was regaining his strength back quickly. And his reflexes as well. Well who wouldn't improve their reflexes if they weren't constantly tested by female ninjas with throwing stars and cross bows?
He was also doing rather well familiarizing with modern technology. Well the weapons and vehicles anyway. This was thanks to his teacher; a woman named Cover Girl. Being as he was one of only a handful of males in a family mostly populated by aunts, grandaunts and sisters he had very little trouble taking orders from a woman. It beat taking orders from his old drill sergeants any day.
The really hard part was going to history class. He felt ridiculous going to class in his uniform with teenagers. He was convinced that he looked like a total fool sitting there at the desk like he was back in high school surrounded by kids in equally weird costumes.
The first day wasn't so bad. He was asked to tell the kids stories about WWII and other news events from the forties. They seemed actually interested, especially the stories where he fought the Nazis. And the gorier the better.
It was the second day when he really felt his ego deflate. He was now sitting in front of a computer trying to figure out how the heck he was going to surf the net without crashing the computer. Again. "Now why is this thing flashing?" He groaned.
"That's just an ad," Todd told him. "Ignore it."
"But it says I should push this button."
"They all say that," Fred walked over munching on a bag of chips. "Just ignore it."
"Okay so I push this here…" Steve tried to move the mouse and point.
"Not that one! That one!" Todd said.
"Move it over there!" Lance told him as he joined the spectacle. "Where is says print."
"Where does it say print?" Steve looked at the screen.
"Up there!" Todd pointed "Left hand corner yo! No left hand!"
"This?" Steve clicked.
"Not that one! That's the shut off button!" Lance told him as the computer shut down.
"Boy you really stink at this don't you?" Fred asked.
"AGGGHHH!" Steve pounded on the computer. "I hate computers! I hate computers! I hate computers!!!"
"Suddenly I feel a whole lot smarter!" Fred smiled.
"Why can't I just pick up a book and read about history instead of doing this stupid thing?" Steve groaned.
"Because you need to familiarize yourself with today's technology," Pietro zipped up to him. "You gotta know your way around a computer. That's part of today's lesson. A lesson which even Blob here finished before you."
"I can't believe I'm in school again," Steve groaned.
"Man you must be the oldest senior ever," Fred said. "And I thought I was held back a long time!"
"How old are you?" Steve asked Fred.
"Well I'm seventeen but I only completed up to fifth grade due to um…some mishaps," Fred twiddled his thumbs. "When I was first recruited by Mystique she just stuck me in the senior class because of my age and she said something about most seniors having the maturity of middle school kids anyway."
"Okay now Mystique was your former leader right?" Steve asked.
"Emphasis on former," Lance spat. "That blue witch treated us like crap!"
"Don't swear like that!" Steve admonished him.
"Well she did!" Lance said. "Besides there are a lot worse words I could have used!"
"Well you shouldn't swear, especially around the girls!" Steve told him.
"Please," Lance waved. "They know worse words than we do!"
"GET OUTTA HERE YOU STUPID #$%&@@**^&^ BIRD!" Althea shouted.
"See?" Lance pointed.
Polly flew in squawking. Althea and Wanda were chasing him. "You are gonna die bird!" Althea shouted.
"What did it do this time?" Todd asked as Polly flew around.
"I was merely expressing my opinion on what I thought of her love note!" Polly cackled. "Freedom of Speech! Freedom of Speech!"
"Yeah and now I'm gonna express that right to bare arms against a certain wise guy parrot!" Althea shouted. Polly shrieked and flew out the window. "That's right! You can run but you can't hide you $(#*#*###&###((&## BIRD!"
Steve winced. "You know in my day girls didn't talk like that."
"In your day women weren't allowed to work outside the home and certain people weren't allowed to vote in some places because of the color of their skin," Althea pointed out. "I won't criticize your time if you don't criticize mine!"
"Just cut down on the swearing Honeybunch?" Todd asked.
"Well what do you expect? My dad is a sailor!" Althea snapped.
"Good point," Steve groaned. "By the way, where is your father? I thought it was his turn to teach class today?"
"Oh he snuck out the back when he thought we weren't looking," Wanda waved. "I don't know why he bothered. We don't care if he leaves us unsupervised!"
"That's not exactly comforting," Steve gulped.
"Don't worry," Pietro waved. "I promise we won't make any more holes in the walls."
"Yeah it's a free period! Cool!" Lance turned on a nearby tape player.
Steve winced at the music that came out. "What is that? It sounds like an aircraft carrier or something?"
"It's rock and roll dude!" Fred danced. "Hey let's get our groove thing on!"
"Let's not and say we did!" Steve shut the tape off. "How about a movie or something?"
"Great idea!" Pietro zipped out. "I'll get the popcorn!"
"MOVIE TIME!" Fred called out. "STAR WARS! I WANNA SEE STAR WARS!"
"I thought Star Wars was some kind of weapons program?" Steve asked.
"It is," Pietro said zipping back. "Reagan named it after the movie or something."
"Who?"
"Ronald Reagan. He was president in the 80's," Althea said.
"That sounds like the name of an actor I knew," Steve scratched his head.
"It probably was," Althea showed him a picture from a nearby history book.
"My god! That is him! Let me get this straight, Ronald Reagan…the actor…became president of the United States of America?" Steve's jaw dropped.
"For two terms," Althea told him.
"Well no wonder the world is so screwed up," Steve groaned.
"Actually he wasn't that bad," Althea shrugged.
"Yeah, he picked good people to do the work so he could take naps and stuff," Todd nodded.
"Come on! Let's go to the movies!" Pietro cried out. Everyone went into the classroom. Pietro turned on the VCR and soon the movie started.
"We should really be watching something educational," Steve said as the movie started.
"This is educational," Pietro said. "It is a defining moment in cinematic history!"
"I still say that was ET," Fred told him.
"And I say that your brain has permanently turned to mush," Pietro dumped his popcorn on Fred.
"HEY!" Fred angrily brushed the popcorn off. "Come back here Pietro!"
"Oh yeah like you're gonna catch me!" Pietro laughed as he zipped around.
"Knock it off Pietro!" Wanda snapped. "Or maybe I'll zap you into the wall again!"
"Maybe you all should shut up!" Lance threw some popcorn at her.
"Maybe you should make me!" She shouted as she started throwing popcorn back. Soon all the Misfits were throwing popcorn at each other.
"Maybe I was better off frozen," Steve groaned as the popcorn rained down on him.
Silly yes, but the next chapter will have more fun and action, more Cobras and another villain shows up! Oh my!