Hey All!
This chapter is unbelievably short. I have to draw this out though. I haven't gotten very far with planning my next fic, and may need to plan a new way of writing. I'm hoping it'll be the later, which is more time consuming, but is by and large easier. All I need really is more computer paper, and well. . .that's a problem., But it doesn't really affect you. Just know there may be a shift in how things are done. I hope the next part will be the last in the SoUS, so I can move on to other things. I love the SoUS, but it has no natural end. I'll resolve everything, and make a new series. Maybe centered around the BoM. I dunno.
Reviews
Freeverse- Oh yes, the irony. Hmm, I'll have to read it. bye!
J. Dax- I'll live, and I have a good memory. Glad you like pyro an' mystique! bye!
Miranda- I'm glad you like it! I can imagine it'd be hard to think about covalent atoms and the difference between the different alcohols for too long. You poor dear. An english paper? Ouch. I think I'll live through thits senseless tragedy. Thanks for the suport!
Disclaimer
I don't own the macarena, Blessid Union, or anything else. I have a special surprise toward the end, hope y'all like it!
***
A Blessid Uninon of Souls song was playing. It was almost over.
"Sing along
Lift your head up high cause there is nothing wrong
It's a wonder you survived it here this long
Living life as if it were a sing-along
Sing along"
Remy and Rogue stood in the doorway for a second. John was still in the stolen chair, and Tabitha had chairjacked Remy's seat (AN: Chairjacked. hmm, I'll have to re-use that.)
The cat was still in John's lap. John was rubbing Mystique behind the ears, and she was purring. Unitl Mystique saw Remy with Rogue. She tried to remedy this, and John clamped down on her back, and rubbed her the wrong way again. Tabitha protested, claiming she had to stick up for a fellow Tabby.
"Gotta learn to keep those ghosts away
Buy'em all a one way ticket on a flight to Neverland
God'll help you keep those ghosts away"
Rogue listened to the song, while watching everbody else dance. It was the most solidarity the institute had ever seen. Even Jamie was dubbed old enough to participate in this dance.
"Took a little while but I'm free again
Need a little time til I'm free again"
The D.J. pulled out another C.D. "I'd like to play a dong I think you'll all recognize."
A very familiar beat poured out of the large speakers, rattling plastic cups and chip bowls. Teh song actually got to the part where Los Del Rios sing before the D.J. was forced to change the C.D.
For whatever reason, Kurt got an idea then, and Told the D.J. to play a certain song. Next, Kurt said something to Bobby, who smiled. Kurt then left to go get something.
Bobby hopped up on the now empty silly string table, and began to sing, sing, sing!
"I'm a lumberjack, and I'm okay.
I sleep all night and I work all day"
The entire rec. room, who saw where this was going (minus Scott and Jean) responded. . .
"He's a lumberjack, and he's okay.
He sleeps all night and he works all day. "
Kurt 'ported back in with Logan, wholooked arond, obviously hoping for something to shred.
"I cut down trees. I eat my lunch.
I go to the lavatory.
On Wednesdays I go shoppin'
And have buttered scones for tea. "
Logan watched Bobby dance on the table, and listened to the others singing along.
"He cuts down trees. He eats his lunch.
He goes to the lavatory.
On Wednesdays he goes shoppin'
And has buttered scones for tea.
He's/I'm a lumberjack, and he's/I'm okay.
He/I sleep/s all night and he/I work/s all day."
Logan looked at Kurt, who was, after all, the reason he was there. Kurt smiled and hid behind Rogue, who was laughing at a combination of something Remy had said, and the idiocy of everone around her. The enitre Brotherhood was getting intot he song, but all of the institute kids, save Bobby and Tabitha, backed away from the table. They stillw atched, but now there was the added effect of almost every kid in the institute trying to look innocent. All failing in varying degrees, from Jean's 'just barely too nice' smile, to Rogue's 'not even trying all that hard' half smile.
"I cut down trees. I skip and jump.
I like to press wild flowers.
I put on women's clothing
And hang around in bars."
John, Jamie, Todd, Fred, Tabitha, and Lance came in with the response. Wanda was apathetically holding Logan back from killing them all.
"He cuts down trees. He skips and jumps.
He likes to press wild flowers.
He puts on women's clothing
And hangs around in bars?!
He's/I'm a lumberjack, and he's/I'm okay.
He/I sleep/s all night and he/I work/s all day."
A lot of people laughed at the look on Logan's face. It vaguely resembled a bad actor looking surprisd. He then looked like he'd gut the next person to laugh.
Unheard by all, Mystique was meowing the chorus with everyone else, and quite enjoying her self. [Irene was wrong. I'm actually having fun.]
"I cut down trees. I wear high heels,
Suspendies, and a bra.
I wish I'd been a girlie,
Just like my dear Papa. "
"He cuts down trees. He wears high heels,
Suspendies, and a bra?! "
The mock gossiping began. Tehre were several calls of "What's this? Wants to be a girlie?! " Oh, My!"
"I thought you were so rugged!" and my personal favorite, "Poofter!"
Logan stomred out, to go and drink his anger away. After he slammed the door, the entire rec. room, including Scott and Jean, was jopined in song. BoM and X-men, former enemies, now all friends, for the moment.
"He's a lumberjack, and he's okay.
He sleeps all night and he works all day.
He's a lumberjack, and he's okaaaaay.
He sleeps all night and he works all day."
***
Tell me what you think!
Review!
Peace and Love,
Panther Nesmith
This chapter is unbelievably short. I have to draw this out though. I haven't gotten very far with planning my next fic, and may need to plan a new way of writing. I'm hoping it'll be the later, which is more time consuming, but is by and large easier. All I need really is more computer paper, and well. . .that's a problem., But it doesn't really affect you. Just know there may be a shift in how things are done. I hope the next part will be the last in the SoUS, so I can move on to other things. I love the SoUS, but it has no natural end. I'll resolve everything, and make a new series. Maybe centered around the BoM. I dunno.
Reviews
Freeverse- Oh yes, the irony. Hmm, I'll have to read it. bye!
J. Dax- I'll live, and I have a good memory. Glad you like pyro an' mystique! bye!
Miranda- I'm glad you like it! I can imagine it'd be hard to think about covalent atoms and the difference between the different alcohols for too long. You poor dear. An english paper? Ouch. I think I'll live through thits senseless tragedy. Thanks for the suport!
Disclaimer
I don't own the macarena, Blessid Union, or anything else. I have a special surprise toward the end, hope y'all like it!
***
A Blessid Uninon of Souls song was playing. It was almost over.
"Sing along
Lift your head up high cause there is nothing wrong
It's a wonder you survived it here this long
Living life as if it were a sing-along
Sing along"
Remy and Rogue stood in the doorway for a second. John was still in the stolen chair, and Tabitha had chairjacked Remy's seat (AN: Chairjacked. hmm, I'll have to re-use that.)
The cat was still in John's lap. John was rubbing Mystique behind the ears, and she was purring. Unitl Mystique saw Remy with Rogue. She tried to remedy this, and John clamped down on her back, and rubbed her the wrong way again. Tabitha protested, claiming she had to stick up for a fellow Tabby.
"Gotta learn to keep those ghosts away
Buy'em all a one way ticket on a flight to Neverland
God'll help you keep those ghosts away"
Rogue listened to the song, while watching everbody else dance. It was the most solidarity the institute had ever seen. Even Jamie was dubbed old enough to participate in this dance.
"Took a little while but I'm free again
Need a little time til I'm free again"
The D.J. pulled out another C.D. "I'd like to play a dong I think you'll all recognize."
A very familiar beat poured out of the large speakers, rattling plastic cups and chip bowls. Teh song actually got to the part where Los Del Rios sing before the D.J. was forced to change the C.D.
For whatever reason, Kurt got an idea then, and Told the D.J. to play a certain song. Next, Kurt said something to Bobby, who smiled. Kurt then left to go get something.
Bobby hopped up on the now empty silly string table, and began to sing, sing, sing!
"I'm a lumberjack, and I'm okay.
I sleep all night and I work all day"
The entire rec. room, who saw where this was going (minus Scott and Jean) responded. . .
"He's a lumberjack, and he's okay.
He sleeps all night and he works all day. "
Kurt 'ported back in with Logan, wholooked arond, obviously hoping for something to shred.
"I cut down trees. I eat my lunch.
I go to the lavatory.
On Wednesdays I go shoppin'
And have buttered scones for tea. "
Logan watched Bobby dance on the table, and listened to the others singing along.
"He cuts down trees. He eats his lunch.
He goes to the lavatory.
On Wednesdays he goes shoppin'
And has buttered scones for tea.
He's/I'm a lumberjack, and he's/I'm okay.
He/I sleep/s all night and he/I work/s all day."
Logan looked at Kurt, who was, after all, the reason he was there. Kurt smiled and hid behind Rogue, who was laughing at a combination of something Remy had said, and the idiocy of everone around her. The enitre Brotherhood was getting intot he song, but all of the institute kids, save Bobby and Tabitha, backed away from the table. They stillw atched, but now there was the added effect of almost every kid in the institute trying to look innocent. All failing in varying degrees, from Jean's 'just barely too nice' smile, to Rogue's 'not even trying all that hard' half smile.
"I cut down trees. I skip and jump.
I like to press wild flowers.
I put on women's clothing
And hang around in bars."
John, Jamie, Todd, Fred, Tabitha, and Lance came in with the response. Wanda was apathetically holding Logan back from killing them all.
"He cuts down trees. He skips and jumps.
He likes to press wild flowers.
He puts on women's clothing
And hangs around in bars?!
He's/I'm a lumberjack, and he's/I'm okay.
He/I sleep/s all night and he/I work/s all day."
A lot of people laughed at the look on Logan's face. It vaguely resembled a bad actor looking surprisd. He then looked like he'd gut the next person to laugh.
Unheard by all, Mystique was meowing the chorus with everyone else, and quite enjoying her self. [Irene was wrong. I'm actually having fun.]
"I cut down trees. I wear high heels,
Suspendies, and a bra.
I wish I'd been a girlie,
Just like my dear Papa. "
"He cuts down trees. He wears high heels,
Suspendies, and a bra?! "
The mock gossiping began. Tehre were several calls of "What's this? Wants to be a girlie?! " Oh, My!"
"I thought you were so rugged!" and my personal favorite, "Poofter!"
Logan stomred out, to go and drink his anger away. After he slammed the door, the entire rec. room, including Scott and Jean, was jopined in song. BoM and X-men, former enemies, now all friends, for the moment.
"He's a lumberjack, and he's okay.
He sleeps all night and he works all day.
He's a lumberjack, and he's okaaaaay.
He sleeps all night and he works all day."
***
Tell me what you think!
Review!
Peace and Love,
Panther Nesmith