X-Men, meet the Starr Brothers!
Chapter 5: Party in Bayville!!!!
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"My goodness." Storm looked at Jamie's new look. "You look like a glam rocker!"
"Another Paul. Just what the world needs." Craig cheered sarcastically. "Kid, you messed up bad."
"You're just jealous." Jamie smirked. Ray, Sam and Bobby's jaws dropped at the TV.
"Lord, how'd they do it?" Bobby asked.
"Paul Starr single-handedly turned boring ol' Bayville into Cancun II! How'd he do it? HOW?!" Ray yelled.
"Maybe we should take a closer look." Sam grinned.
"How'd I turn Bayville into Partyville? Easy." Paul grinned. "I just reminded these people to not take themselves so seriously. That they should have some fun occasionally. That they should say 'Forget the pressures of life' and go out and party for a little while." The TV showed a whole bunch of people singing at the camera, singing along to a song.
"YOU GOTTA FIGHT FOR YOUR RIGHT TO PAAAAAAAAAAAARTY!!!!!!" They all sang loudly. Some of the X-Men, Misfits, and the Joes laughed.
"Man, we should go down to Bayville and party!" Recondo laughed.
"I'm with you!" Cover Girl cackled. A knock was heard at the mansion door.
"What the--?" Paul opened the door. A bunch of football players danced in, hooting and hollering, and playing with noisemakers. "Flamin' Frehley's Comet!" The hooting football players grabbed Xavier and carried him, wheelchair and all, over their heads and out of the mansion.
"What in the world?" Xavier wondered out loud. One football player put a crown on his head.
"We knight thee King of Mardi Gras!" The football player said. They carried the bewildered professor off.
"What was THAT?!" Wolverine scratched his head. Toad laughed.
"King of Mardi Gras! Now that stuff is funny, yo!"
"Flamin' Frehley's Comet!" Paul looked out the window. "They're takin' him to town!"
"Think we should help him?" Shipwreck asked. Everyone looked at each other for a second.
"Why not?" They all said. The mutants all went to Bayville, and they found craziness. People were dancing and singing, music was playing, noise was being made. One guy jumped in front of the X-Van and scrunched his face on the windshield.
"I love you..." He slurred as he slid off, obviously either drunk as a skunk or stoned out of his mind.
"WHOO!!!" Paul and Jamie jumped out. The Misfits and Joes teleported in. A whole bunch of Bayville High cheerleaders gathered around Paul. Jamie was being chased by a bunch of girls around his age.
"HEY!!! PAUL'S MINE!!!" The X-Girls started going after the cheerleaders.
"Rock 'n' Roll!" Jamie ran by, fist in the air, girls still after him.
"I have a feeling the typical craziness is gonna happen." Forge said. Duncan Matthews came by, holding a crowbar.
"That purple star kid..." He growled to himself, ignoring the mutants. "He's got Karen after him. I'll bash his brains in!"
"WAHOO!!!" Another football player ran by, his pants on his head. "I am a pretty lady!"
"Xi, please tell me you got that!" Lance laughed.
"I did." Xi had a camera. "Why would he wear his pants on his head?"
"Maybe he thinks it's a new fashion." Pietro shrugged.
"What did Paul do?" Craig asked in shock.
"Let's go to the pizza place." Todd suggested.
"PARTYYYYY!!!!" Someone screamed.
"HOOOOORSE!!!!" Someone else shouted.
"FIIIIIIISHHHHH!!!!!"
"Why do I get the feeling that we forgot something?" Wanda asked.
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Baby Beak found a mound of dirt with some worms crawling around in and out of it. He was fascinated by the little crawly things. He stared and pecked at them. Claudius crawled up to him.
"What doing?" Little C asked.
"Crawly thingy." Beak grinned, pointing at the worms. Claudius stared at them and looked around.
"Where sis?" Claudie looked around. Beak seemed to not notice.
"Wormy." Beak picked up a worm. He noticed Claudius crawl away. "Go?"
"Sis." Claudie responded, looking around. Claudius was looking around for his sisters.
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"JAMIE IS OURS!!!" Trinity angrily went after the girls that were chasing Jamie. Meanwhile, the X-Girls and the Bayville High Cheerleaders were arguing over Paul. Storm couldn't believe it.
"All this over two boys." Storm sighed. Shipwreck walked up.
"Maybe you and I should go get something to eat somewhere more...private." Shipwreck grinned, wiggling his eyebrows.
"Do the words 'Give it up' mean anything to you?" Storm groaned.
"Take his suggestion." Althea grinned. "You can shock him to death and no one will find him for hours." Shipwreck crossed his arms.
"Love you too, sweetheart." The sailor said sarcastically.
"That might not be such a bad idea." Ororo joked.
"Oh ha ha. That was so funny I forgot to laugh."
"Paul, where are you?" Craig yelled, looking around. "Oh, I give up. Trying to find Paul in a party is like looking for a needle in a stupid haystack! He won't call me telepathically!"
"Try the clubs." Shipwreck suggested. "He might be in one of them." Craig ran off, muttering about his brother.
"Anyway Shipwreck, you seriously need to quit hitting on meeEEE!!" A guy grabbed Ororo and started twirling her around. Shipwreck tapped his shoulder.
"She's mine, pal!" Shipwreck growled.
"Well, she don't seem to like you." The guy mocked.
"I don't exactly like you either." Ororo said to the man.
"You heard her! Back off! She's mine!" Shipwreck snapped.
"Mine!" The guy said.
"Mine!"
"MINE!!"
"MIINE!!!"
"I had my way with your mother!" The man snapped. Shipwreck got steamed.
"THAT'S IT!!! NEVER MAKE FUN OF A NAVY MAN'S MOTHER!!!" Shipwreck and the man started trading punches. Ororo sighed.
"You both are dopes! I'm outta here." She said, walking off. Althea burst out laughing as she went to the pizza place to join her friends. Meanwhile, the X-Girls split up, searching for Paul.
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Later on, The Misfits, minus Paul and Craig, were in the pizza place, eating pizza. They were discussing something.
"Okay, let's go over the list." Pietro read off a list. "We need a grappling hook, rope, tacks, motor oil, rubber chicken, toy truck, a herring, hockey mask, toilet paper, eggs, African tribal mask..." Pietro stopped. "Where are we gonna get an African mask? We can't ask Storm. She'd fry us!"
"That's optional." Lance reminded. Pietro looked at the list.
"Oh, okay." Pietro nodded. "Alright, we also need a banana peel, a tarantula, Metallica record..."
"It doesn't have to be a Metallica record. It can be any hard rock group." Wanda added. "Paul and Craig have a whole mess of CDs."
"Okay. Megaphone, shurikens, balloons, fake vomit..." Pietro looked up at Todd. "Moose head?"
"We need it. I can go to the old place and grab it." Toad shrugged.
"Riiiiiiiiiiigh-t." Pietro said like Dr. Evil. He shook his head and went back to the list. "Stereo with big speakers, amplifiers, a jet plane." Pietro's eyes widened. "A Jet Plane?!"
"That's optional." Xi reminded.
"Oh yeah." Pietro went back to the list. "Firecrackers, old t-shirt, forks, Scott's wallet. Where can we get Scott's wallet?"
"Craig might have an idea. He's a very good pickpocket." Althea shrugged.
"Okay. Beer bottles, wheelbarrows, paint, weedwhacker." Blob started snickering.
"You said 'whacker'. Huh huh huh huh." Fred stared snickering like Beavis and Butthead. Quicksilver glared at him.
"Pietro, put away those reading glasses." Xi sighed. "You have no need for them."
"Yeah. They make you look like an old fart." Lance snickered. Pietro glared.
"I think they make me look distinguished." Quicksilver went back to the list. "Okay um, chainsaw, hammer, power drill, lumber, beach ball, lobsters, blowtorch, propane, submarine sandwiches."
"That's all the stuff we need." Wanda grinned. (A/N: Don't ask me. They told me what to write, and I just write it.)
"What're the sub sandwiches for?" Todd scratched his head.
"To eat, slimebrain." Pietro sighed. Althea bopped him on the head.
"Don't call my Toddles a slimebrain." She ordered.
"Al..." A blushing Todd whined. A lady walked up with pizza.
"Here you go." She looked over at Xi. "Nice costume. Halloween's in a couple months, buddy."
"I'm trying it out." Xi explained. He didn't mind making up stuff about his looks.
"What's he supposed to be?" She asked the kids.
"A lizard warrior." Todd grinned. The lady gave them the pizza.
"Thank you." They all said. Xi examined his slice.
"I never had pizza before." The snake-like mutant said. A smiling Fred put his hand on Xi's shoulder.
"Trust me." Blob said. "There's a first time for everything."
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At one of the clubs in Bayville, Paul Starr sat at a table, watching the pretty girls dance, blowing the occasional kiss, giving them the occasional wink and red rose. The girls blushed and giggled. He held a Kiss LP in his hands. He quickly got up and went to the DJ booth.
"Hey you can't come in here!" The DJ said.
"It's ok." Paul's right eye flashed purple. The DJ's eyes glowed purple. He was under Paul's power. Paul put the LP in the DJ's hands.
"When I snap my fingers, you will play the LP in your hands. You will not remember anything that happened under this trance. Understand?" Paul asked. The DJ nodded. Paul snapped his fingers.
"Huh?" The DJ snapped out of it. "What? You're not allowed in here, kid."
"I was just wondering what you were gonna play next." Paul asked. The DJ held the LP.
"Kiss Alive. Why?" He asked. Paul shrugged innocently.
"Just curious. Good choice."
"Just get outta the booth, kid." The DJ said. After Paul did so, he turned back to the mike. "Okay, we're taking somethin' out of the vaults tonight. The hottest band in the world, Gene, Paul, Ace, and Peter, KIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSS!!!!!" He played the LP. The kids went wild at the sound of Ace Frehley's guitar and Peter Criss's drums.
"Alriiiiiiight! Whoo!" Paul screamed. "Rock 'n' roll all night and party every day, baby!!!" All the girls in the club gathered around Paul as he jumped on the stage and grabbed a mike stand with a mike on it, and a nearby guitar. The superstar started playing along.
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"Okay, here we are." Scott and Peter stood outside the club. "You got the stuff, Colossus?" Piotr held up a bottle of a liquid.
"Da." Peter grinned. "We convince Paul to get a drink, and we slip this stuff in."
"We'll humiliate Paul so badly, that good-for-nothing glam rocker will never wanna show his face in Bayville for as long as he lives." Scott grinned evilly. "That BA's coffee will hype Paul up so much, he'll embarrass himself so badly." Peter put the bottle in his back pocket. They entered the club. What they didn't notice was that Jean and Kitty found the club.
"I sensed him. He's here!" Jean giggled excitedly.
"Like, I'm gonna dance with Paul all night!" Kitty squealed.
"Nuh uh." Jean thought. "Paul is mine and mine alone. Good thing I cooked up a plan to get Kitty out of here and have that gorgeous rocker all to myself."
"Let's go!" Kitty tugged Jean's arm.
"Right!" Jean and Kitty ran in.
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"Paul! How ya doin'?" Scott patted Paul's back. Starchild was sitting at the bar, about to order a soda.
"Hey Scott! Peter!" Paul smiled. "How you guys doin'? Man, this club is awesome! Jamie wasn't kidding at all! Kiss on the speakers, pretty girls everywhere, I love it! Hey, sodas for all three! Hey, dude!" Paul called the bartender. "One Diet Coke and..." Paul turned to Cyclops and Colossus.
"Diet Coke." Scott shrugged.
"Water." Peter said.
"Two Diet Cokes and water. Okay."
"Hi boys." Paul, Peter, and Scott turned around to see Jean and Kitty. All three guys smiled.
"Hey girls." Paul grinned, turning to the bartender. "Sorry to bother you, but we got two more. The girls'll have..."
"Water's fine." Jean ordered.
"Like, a Sprite." Kitty said. The girls moved through. They got seats next to Paul. Scott and Peter sat next to the girls.
"Like, tell us about yourself." Kitty sighed.
"Mmm. I'm dying to know." Jean said. Paul talked to the girls about stuff he did as a rich kid, in his typical kind, considerate manner. Jean and Kitty got more and more fascinated with every word, and Cyclops and Colossus got more and more jealous. The bartender arrived with their drinks.
"On me." Paul smiled, happy to oblige his friends.
"Aww, you're sweet." Jean cooed, stroking Paul's hair.
"Like, thanks." Kitty took her glass of Sprite. Scott nodded at Peter, and Colossus spiked a glass of Diet Coke. Paul noticed only Kitty had her drink.
"Oh, I'm sorry!" Paul took the glasses. "I didn't know they were here. Water for Jean and Peter, and Diet Coke for me and Scotty." Paul pushed the drinks, and the others thanked him.
"Paul, you ain't such a bad guy after all." Peter smirked.
"Like, told ya." Kitty grinned.
"I can't help it. I was raised that way." Paul smiled.
"He's gorgeous, sweet, considerate, romantic...He's perfect!" Jean thought. "And he's going to be mine, all mine."
"How about we go dance?" Paul got up.
"No thanks. I'm not very good at dancing." Peter said.
"I'll help ya." Paul grabbed Peter. "When I'm through with you, you'll make Michael Jackson look like an amateur." Kitty eagerly followed.
"Want to dance, Scott?" Jean asked.
"No thanks." Scott blushed. He then started twitching.
"What...oh no!" Scott realized. "I thought that drink was rather weird- tasting! I drank the one with BA's coffee in it!" The next thing out of his mouth was complete gibberish: "WAHBLAHBOOLARIDNERRRWEEGOOOOOFHWATHPBTHTHTH!!!!!!!!!!" Scott started jumping on the bar, screaming, hooting and hollering. "WAHHHOOOOO!!! I'M THE KING OF THE WOOOOORLD!!! YEAH!!! YEAH!! YEAH!!!" He started playing air guitar. Jean looked on in shock.
"Scott, get down from there!" She said, trying to calm him down.
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Craig stayed in an alley, watching the partying. Growing sick of it, Darkstar decided to walk away. He walked down the alley until he saw a cop. The first instinct of the ex-street thug was to hide. He did so behind a dumpster.
"Ahh...prey." Craig smirked. In his world, cops were gazelle and he was the lion. Craig thought about how he would attack: "Paul said I should practice more with my hypnotic power. He's used it quite a bit more than I have." Craig didn't like using his ability to hypnotize people. He believed it took the fun out of some things. But he had no choice for what he planned to do. He rose and waved. "Officer! Officer!" The cop turned around.
"What is it, kid?" He asked. The shadows and Craig's hair covered Darkstar's right eye, keeping his birthmark hidden.
"I saw something over there! It looked like someone with a gun!" Darkstar pointed behind him. "He was over there." The unknowing cop passed by. "Oh..." Craig turned the cop to him, so their eyes met. "Have a good night." Craig's eye flashed, hypnotizing the poor guy to follow Craig's orders. The cop's eyes glowed purple.
"You will hand over your pants." Craig ordered. The cop did so. Craig had a plan to make Bayville's police force look really stupid.
"You will march around town, acting like a retarded chicken. Do you understand?" Craig said.
"Yes." The cop answered in a monotone.
"Go." Craig ordered, pointing to the street. The cop started clucking like a retarded chicken, waddling into the street. Craig smirked as he held on to the pants.
"Time to hit the police station." Craig fired his laser at the pants, watching them burn.
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"Is Scott alright?" Paul asked Jean. The five mutants were leaving the club. Scott was twitching and acting nuts.
"I AM THE KING OF THE WORLD!!!!!!" Scott screamed, running around the building. Jean grumbled at the sight.
"He completely embarrassed me!" Jean sighed.
"Maybe he just isn't feeling good." Kitty scratched her head. Scott kept running.
"I'll calm him down." Paul turned to Jean. "Use your telepathy to hold him, babe."
"No problem, cutie." Jean used her powers to hold Scott in place.
"Okay, Scotty." Paul walked up to the X-Men's leader. "Just relax." Paul's eye flashed, hypnotizing Scott. "Okay. Now calm down. You are in your happy place. Everything is calm and even." Starchild snapped his fingers. Scott snapped out, cured of BA's crazy coffee.
"Uhhhnhhhh..." Scott moaned, holding his head. "What'd I drink?"
"That is really weird." Paul scratched his head in utter confusion. "I've seen people get a little hyper from Diet Coke, but never THAT hyper. Maybe you're allergic to caffeine." Paul said. "Oh! I just remembered! I loaned one of my Kiss albums to the club DJ! I'll be right back, I just gotta get it." Paul ran back into the club.
"Why does everything seem to go Paul's way? WHY?" Scott groaned in his head. "Peter and I planned it out perfectly! The BA Coffee spike was supposed to hit Paul, not me! How does this stuff happen? Ray and Gambit got backfired! What the heck went wrong?" What poor old Cyclops never realized was that he was accidentally transmitting those thoughts to Jean. The redhead was not very happy to hear it.
"You what?" Jean growled in his mind. Cyclops felt like he shrank to three inches tall.
"Oops." Scott said in a very small voice. "Uh, I can explain...Don't hurt me."
"Kitty, can I tell you something?" Jean asked through gritted teeth.
"What?" Jean whispered something into Kitty's ear. The look Shadowcat gave Colossus made the big Russian turn into a small worm.
"Uh, we were only joking...Don't hurt me." Peter begged. Two seconds later, Scott and Peter's screams of horror were heard outside the club. Paul walked out, LP in hand, and shirts tattered by girls trying to tear it off.
"Man, those girls are grabby." Paul looked down at himself. "Good thing I got six more of those shirts." He noticed Scott and Peter were gone. "Where's Scotty and Pete?"
"They had to...take care of something." Jean and Kitty said together. They looked down at Paul's nearly bared chest, and they started drooling.
"What?" Paul scratched his head. "Are you two okay?"
"Yesssss..." Jean said in a monotone. She sent Kitty flying with her telepathy. The redhead then jumped on top of a shocked Paul.
Man, Paul really can get the girls? Where's the Professor? Where's Scott and Peter? What do the Misfits plan to do with all that stuff? Find out in the next chapter!!!
Chapter 5: Party in Bayville!!!!
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"My goodness." Storm looked at Jamie's new look. "You look like a glam rocker!"
"Another Paul. Just what the world needs." Craig cheered sarcastically. "Kid, you messed up bad."
"You're just jealous." Jamie smirked. Ray, Sam and Bobby's jaws dropped at the TV.
"Lord, how'd they do it?" Bobby asked.
"Paul Starr single-handedly turned boring ol' Bayville into Cancun II! How'd he do it? HOW?!" Ray yelled.
"Maybe we should take a closer look." Sam grinned.
"How'd I turn Bayville into Partyville? Easy." Paul grinned. "I just reminded these people to not take themselves so seriously. That they should have some fun occasionally. That they should say 'Forget the pressures of life' and go out and party for a little while." The TV showed a whole bunch of people singing at the camera, singing along to a song.
"YOU GOTTA FIGHT FOR YOUR RIGHT TO PAAAAAAAAAAAARTY!!!!!!" They all sang loudly. Some of the X-Men, Misfits, and the Joes laughed.
"Man, we should go down to Bayville and party!" Recondo laughed.
"I'm with you!" Cover Girl cackled. A knock was heard at the mansion door.
"What the--?" Paul opened the door. A bunch of football players danced in, hooting and hollering, and playing with noisemakers. "Flamin' Frehley's Comet!" The hooting football players grabbed Xavier and carried him, wheelchair and all, over their heads and out of the mansion.
"What in the world?" Xavier wondered out loud. One football player put a crown on his head.
"We knight thee King of Mardi Gras!" The football player said. They carried the bewildered professor off.
"What was THAT?!" Wolverine scratched his head. Toad laughed.
"King of Mardi Gras! Now that stuff is funny, yo!"
"Flamin' Frehley's Comet!" Paul looked out the window. "They're takin' him to town!"
"Think we should help him?" Shipwreck asked. Everyone looked at each other for a second.
"Why not?" They all said. The mutants all went to Bayville, and they found craziness. People were dancing and singing, music was playing, noise was being made. One guy jumped in front of the X-Van and scrunched his face on the windshield.
"I love you..." He slurred as he slid off, obviously either drunk as a skunk or stoned out of his mind.
"WHOO!!!" Paul and Jamie jumped out. The Misfits and Joes teleported in. A whole bunch of Bayville High cheerleaders gathered around Paul. Jamie was being chased by a bunch of girls around his age.
"HEY!!! PAUL'S MINE!!!" The X-Girls started going after the cheerleaders.
"Rock 'n' Roll!" Jamie ran by, fist in the air, girls still after him.
"I have a feeling the typical craziness is gonna happen." Forge said. Duncan Matthews came by, holding a crowbar.
"That purple star kid..." He growled to himself, ignoring the mutants. "He's got Karen after him. I'll bash his brains in!"
"WAHOO!!!" Another football player ran by, his pants on his head. "I am a pretty lady!"
"Xi, please tell me you got that!" Lance laughed.
"I did." Xi had a camera. "Why would he wear his pants on his head?"
"Maybe he thinks it's a new fashion." Pietro shrugged.
"What did Paul do?" Craig asked in shock.
"Let's go to the pizza place." Todd suggested.
"PARTYYYYY!!!!" Someone screamed.
"HOOOOORSE!!!!" Someone else shouted.
"FIIIIIIISHHHHH!!!!!"
"Why do I get the feeling that we forgot something?" Wanda asked.
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Baby Beak found a mound of dirt with some worms crawling around in and out of it. He was fascinated by the little crawly things. He stared and pecked at them. Claudius crawled up to him.
"What doing?" Little C asked.
"Crawly thingy." Beak grinned, pointing at the worms. Claudius stared at them and looked around.
"Where sis?" Claudie looked around. Beak seemed to not notice.
"Wormy." Beak picked up a worm. He noticed Claudius crawl away. "Go?"
"Sis." Claudie responded, looking around. Claudius was looking around for his sisters.
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"JAMIE IS OURS!!!" Trinity angrily went after the girls that were chasing Jamie. Meanwhile, the X-Girls and the Bayville High Cheerleaders were arguing over Paul. Storm couldn't believe it.
"All this over two boys." Storm sighed. Shipwreck walked up.
"Maybe you and I should go get something to eat somewhere more...private." Shipwreck grinned, wiggling his eyebrows.
"Do the words 'Give it up' mean anything to you?" Storm groaned.
"Take his suggestion." Althea grinned. "You can shock him to death and no one will find him for hours." Shipwreck crossed his arms.
"Love you too, sweetheart." The sailor said sarcastically.
"That might not be such a bad idea." Ororo joked.
"Oh ha ha. That was so funny I forgot to laugh."
"Paul, where are you?" Craig yelled, looking around. "Oh, I give up. Trying to find Paul in a party is like looking for a needle in a stupid haystack! He won't call me telepathically!"
"Try the clubs." Shipwreck suggested. "He might be in one of them." Craig ran off, muttering about his brother.
"Anyway Shipwreck, you seriously need to quit hitting on meeEEE!!" A guy grabbed Ororo and started twirling her around. Shipwreck tapped his shoulder.
"She's mine, pal!" Shipwreck growled.
"Well, she don't seem to like you." The guy mocked.
"I don't exactly like you either." Ororo said to the man.
"You heard her! Back off! She's mine!" Shipwreck snapped.
"Mine!" The guy said.
"Mine!"
"MINE!!"
"MIINE!!!"
"I had my way with your mother!" The man snapped. Shipwreck got steamed.
"THAT'S IT!!! NEVER MAKE FUN OF A NAVY MAN'S MOTHER!!!" Shipwreck and the man started trading punches. Ororo sighed.
"You both are dopes! I'm outta here." She said, walking off. Althea burst out laughing as she went to the pizza place to join her friends. Meanwhile, the X-Girls split up, searching for Paul.
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Later on, The Misfits, minus Paul and Craig, were in the pizza place, eating pizza. They were discussing something.
"Okay, let's go over the list." Pietro read off a list. "We need a grappling hook, rope, tacks, motor oil, rubber chicken, toy truck, a herring, hockey mask, toilet paper, eggs, African tribal mask..." Pietro stopped. "Where are we gonna get an African mask? We can't ask Storm. She'd fry us!"
"That's optional." Lance reminded. Pietro looked at the list.
"Oh, okay." Pietro nodded. "Alright, we also need a banana peel, a tarantula, Metallica record..."
"It doesn't have to be a Metallica record. It can be any hard rock group." Wanda added. "Paul and Craig have a whole mess of CDs."
"Okay. Megaphone, shurikens, balloons, fake vomit..." Pietro looked up at Todd. "Moose head?"
"We need it. I can go to the old place and grab it." Toad shrugged.
"Riiiiiiiiiiigh-t." Pietro said like Dr. Evil. He shook his head and went back to the list. "Stereo with big speakers, amplifiers, a jet plane." Pietro's eyes widened. "A Jet Plane?!"
"That's optional." Xi reminded.
"Oh yeah." Pietro went back to the list. "Firecrackers, old t-shirt, forks, Scott's wallet. Where can we get Scott's wallet?"
"Craig might have an idea. He's a very good pickpocket." Althea shrugged.
"Okay. Beer bottles, wheelbarrows, paint, weedwhacker." Blob started snickering.
"You said 'whacker'. Huh huh huh huh." Fred stared snickering like Beavis and Butthead. Quicksilver glared at him.
"Pietro, put away those reading glasses." Xi sighed. "You have no need for them."
"Yeah. They make you look like an old fart." Lance snickered. Pietro glared.
"I think they make me look distinguished." Quicksilver went back to the list. "Okay um, chainsaw, hammer, power drill, lumber, beach ball, lobsters, blowtorch, propane, submarine sandwiches."
"That's all the stuff we need." Wanda grinned. (A/N: Don't ask me. They told me what to write, and I just write it.)
"What're the sub sandwiches for?" Todd scratched his head.
"To eat, slimebrain." Pietro sighed. Althea bopped him on the head.
"Don't call my Toddles a slimebrain." She ordered.
"Al..." A blushing Todd whined. A lady walked up with pizza.
"Here you go." She looked over at Xi. "Nice costume. Halloween's in a couple months, buddy."
"I'm trying it out." Xi explained. He didn't mind making up stuff about his looks.
"What's he supposed to be?" She asked the kids.
"A lizard warrior." Todd grinned. The lady gave them the pizza.
"Thank you." They all said. Xi examined his slice.
"I never had pizza before." The snake-like mutant said. A smiling Fred put his hand on Xi's shoulder.
"Trust me." Blob said. "There's a first time for everything."
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At one of the clubs in Bayville, Paul Starr sat at a table, watching the pretty girls dance, blowing the occasional kiss, giving them the occasional wink and red rose. The girls blushed and giggled. He held a Kiss LP in his hands. He quickly got up and went to the DJ booth.
"Hey you can't come in here!" The DJ said.
"It's ok." Paul's right eye flashed purple. The DJ's eyes glowed purple. He was under Paul's power. Paul put the LP in the DJ's hands.
"When I snap my fingers, you will play the LP in your hands. You will not remember anything that happened under this trance. Understand?" Paul asked. The DJ nodded. Paul snapped his fingers.
"Huh?" The DJ snapped out of it. "What? You're not allowed in here, kid."
"I was just wondering what you were gonna play next." Paul asked. The DJ held the LP.
"Kiss Alive. Why?" He asked. Paul shrugged innocently.
"Just curious. Good choice."
"Just get outta the booth, kid." The DJ said. After Paul did so, he turned back to the mike. "Okay, we're taking somethin' out of the vaults tonight. The hottest band in the world, Gene, Paul, Ace, and Peter, KIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSS!!!!!" He played the LP. The kids went wild at the sound of Ace Frehley's guitar and Peter Criss's drums.
"Alriiiiiiight! Whoo!" Paul screamed. "Rock 'n' roll all night and party every day, baby!!!" All the girls in the club gathered around Paul as he jumped on the stage and grabbed a mike stand with a mike on it, and a nearby guitar. The superstar started playing along.
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"Okay, here we are." Scott and Peter stood outside the club. "You got the stuff, Colossus?" Piotr held up a bottle of a liquid.
"Da." Peter grinned. "We convince Paul to get a drink, and we slip this stuff in."
"We'll humiliate Paul so badly, that good-for-nothing glam rocker will never wanna show his face in Bayville for as long as he lives." Scott grinned evilly. "That BA's coffee will hype Paul up so much, he'll embarrass himself so badly." Peter put the bottle in his back pocket. They entered the club. What they didn't notice was that Jean and Kitty found the club.
"I sensed him. He's here!" Jean giggled excitedly.
"Like, I'm gonna dance with Paul all night!" Kitty squealed.
"Nuh uh." Jean thought. "Paul is mine and mine alone. Good thing I cooked up a plan to get Kitty out of here and have that gorgeous rocker all to myself."
"Let's go!" Kitty tugged Jean's arm.
"Right!" Jean and Kitty ran in.
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"Paul! How ya doin'?" Scott patted Paul's back. Starchild was sitting at the bar, about to order a soda.
"Hey Scott! Peter!" Paul smiled. "How you guys doin'? Man, this club is awesome! Jamie wasn't kidding at all! Kiss on the speakers, pretty girls everywhere, I love it! Hey, sodas for all three! Hey, dude!" Paul called the bartender. "One Diet Coke and..." Paul turned to Cyclops and Colossus.
"Diet Coke." Scott shrugged.
"Water." Peter said.
"Two Diet Cokes and water. Okay."
"Hi boys." Paul, Peter, and Scott turned around to see Jean and Kitty. All three guys smiled.
"Hey girls." Paul grinned, turning to the bartender. "Sorry to bother you, but we got two more. The girls'll have..."
"Water's fine." Jean ordered.
"Like, a Sprite." Kitty said. The girls moved through. They got seats next to Paul. Scott and Peter sat next to the girls.
"Like, tell us about yourself." Kitty sighed.
"Mmm. I'm dying to know." Jean said. Paul talked to the girls about stuff he did as a rich kid, in his typical kind, considerate manner. Jean and Kitty got more and more fascinated with every word, and Cyclops and Colossus got more and more jealous. The bartender arrived with their drinks.
"On me." Paul smiled, happy to oblige his friends.
"Aww, you're sweet." Jean cooed, stroking Paul's hair.
"Like, thanks." Kitty took her glass of Sprite. Scott nodded at Peter, and Colossus spiked a glass of Diet Coke. Paul noticed only Kitty had her drink.
"Oh, I'm sorry!" Paul took the glasses. "I didn't know they were here. Water for Jean and Peter, and Diet Coke for me and Scotty." Paul pushed the drinks, and the others thanked him.
"Paul, you ain't such a bad guy after all." Peter smirked.
"Like, told ya." Kitty grinned.
"I can't help it. I was raised that way." Paul smiled.
"He's gorgeous, sweet, considerate, romantic...He's perfect!" Jean thought. "And he's going to be mine, all mine."
"How about we go dance?" Paul got up.
"No thanks. I'm not very good at dancing." Peter said.
"I'll help ya." Paul grabbed Peter. "When I'm through with you, you'll make Michael Jackson look like an amateur." Kitty eagerly followed.
"Want to dance, Scott?" Jean asked.
"No thanks." Scott blushed. He then started twitching.
"What...oh no!" Scott realized. "I thought that drink was rather weird- tasting! I drank the one with BA's coffee in it!" The next thing out of his mouth was complete gibberish: "WAHBLAHBOOLARIDNERRRWEEGOOOOOFHWATHPBTHTHTH!!!!!!!!!!" Scott started jumping on the bar, screaming, hooting and hollering. "WAHHHOOOOO!!! I'M THE KING OF THE WOOOOORLD!!! YEAH!!! YEAH!! YEAH!!!" He started playing air guitar. Jean looked on in shock.
"Scott, get down from there!" She said, trying to calm him down.
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Craig stayed in an alley, watching the partying. Growing sick of it, Darkstar decided to walk away. He walked down the alley until he saw a cop. The first instinct of the ex-street thug was to hide. He did so behind a dumpster.
"Ahh...prey." Craig smirked. In his world, cops were gazelle and he was the lion. Craig thought about how he would attack: "Paul said I should practice more with my hypnotic power. He's used it quite a bit more than I have." Craig didn't like using his ability to hypnotize people. He believed it took the fun out of some things. But he had no choice for what he planned to do. He rose and waved. "Officer! Officer!" The cop turned around.
"What is it, kid?" He asked. The shadows and Craig's hair covered Darkstar's right eye, keeping his birthmark hidden.
"I saw something over there! It looked like someone with a gun!" Darkstar pointed behind him. "He was over there." The unknowing cop passed by. "Oh..." Craig turned the cop to him, so their eyes met. "Have a good night." Craig's eye flashed, hypnotizing the poor guy to follow Craig's orders. The cop's eyes glowed purple.
"You will hand over your pants." Craig ordered. The cop did so. Craig had a plan to make Bayville's police force look really stupid.
"You will march around town, acting like a retarded chicken. Do you understand?" Craig said.
"Yes." The cop answered in a monotone.
"Go." Craig ordered, pointing to the street. The cop started clucking like a retarded chicken, waddling into the street. Craig smirked as he held on to the pants.
"Time to hit the police station." Craig fired his laser at the pants, watching them burn.
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"Is Scott alright?" Paul asked Jean. The five mutants were leaving the club. Scott was twitching and acting nuts.
"I AM THE KING OF THE WORLD!!!!!!" Scott screamed, running around the building. Jean grumbled at the sight.
"He completely embarrassed me!" Jean sighed.
"Maybe he just isn't feeling good." Kitty scratched her head. Scott kept running.
"I'll calm him down." Paul turned to Jean. "Use your telepathy to hold him, babe."
"No problem, cutie." Jean used her powers to hold Scott in place.
"Okay, Scotty." Paul walked up to the X-Men's leader. "Just relax." Paul's eye flashed, hypnotizing Scott. "Okay. Now calm down. You are in your happy place. Everything is calm and even." Starchild snapped his fingers. Scott snapped out, cured of BA's crazy coffee.
"Uhhhnhhhh..." Scott moaned, holding his head. "What'd I drink?"
"That is really weird." Paul scratched his head in utter confusion. "I've seen people get a little hyper from Diet Coke, but never THAT hyper. Maybe you're allergic to caffeine." Paul said. "Oh! I just remembered! I loaned one of my Kiss albums to the club DJ! I'll be right back, I just gotta get it." Paul ran back into the club.
"Why does everything seem to go Paul's way? WHY?" Scott groaned in his head. "Peter and I planned it out perfectly! The BA Coffee spike was supposed to hit Paul, not me! How does this stuff happen? Ray and Gambit got backfired! What the heck went wrong?" What poor old Cyclops never realized was that he was accidentally transmitting those thoughts to Jean. The redhead was not very happy to hear it.
"You what?" Jean growled in his mind. Cyclops felt like he shrank to three inches tall.
"Oops." Scott said in a very small voice. "Uh, I can explain...Don't hurt me."
"Kitty, can I tell you something?" Jean asked through gritted teeth.
"What?" Jean whispered something into Kitty's ear. The look Shadowcat gave Colossus made the big Russian turn into a small worm.
"Uh, we were only joking...Don't hurt me." Peter begged. Two seconds later, Scott and Peter's screams of horror were heard outside the club. Paul walked out, LP in hand, and shirts tattered by girls trying to tear it off.
"Man, those girls are grabby." Paul looked down at himself. "Good thing I got six more of those shirts." He noticed Scott and Peter were gone. "Where's Scotty and Pete?"
"They had to...take care of something." Jean and Kitty said together. They looked down at Paul's nearly bared chest, and they started drooling.
"What?" Paul scratched his head. "Are you two okay?"
"Yesssss..." Jean said in a monotone. She sent Kitty flying with her telepathy. The redhead then jumped on top of a shocked Paul.
Man, Paul really can get the girls? Where's the Professor? Where's Scott and Peter? What do the Misfits plan to do with all that stuff? Find out in the next chapter!!!