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Chapter three
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Remy was munching on some buttered toast that had just popped up from the silver toaster when Chris walked in.
"Hey Remy, Have a nice sleep?" he said sleepily.
"Woke up at six, it's eleven now. Y' sure are one heavy sleeper." Remy replied.
"Hey, you got a mutant name?"
"Yeah, Gambit."
"Why have you got that red-on-black thing on your eyes?"
"Y' sure are trivial, too!"
"What?"
"TRIVIAL! I t'ought bats heard well."
"Pardon?"
"Useless Cre'in" Gambit whisered. Chris pulled a bottle of coca cola vanilla out of the fridge and used the bottle opener to open its metal lid. He gulped it all down in one mouthful. Bobby came through the kitchen door and looked at the empty bottle. He had a hilarious idea
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The bottle span madly, and stopped with the lid facing Woverine.
"Hey! It landed on... What's your bloody name?" Chris said nicely, which wasn't usual for that language.
"Woverine. Ok, now, I have to say Dare. What do I do?" Said the embarrased Wolvie.
A wide grin spread over Bobby's face. "Ballet!"
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Wolverine was dancing around in a pink tu-tu that Bobby had saved for this day. His cheeks were bright red, luckily being covered by his sideburns.
"Damn, why did I ask Dare? I hate myself." Wolverine said to himself.
"SMILE!" Bobby said as he took a photo of Wolverine doing a Demi-plie. That was a moment Logan was not going to forget in a hurry. Bobby was rolling insanely on the floor. He was having fun.
//Oh nuts,// Thought Logan, //I got myself in deep crap now.//
Chapter three
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Remy was munching on some buttered toast that had just popped up from the silver toaster when Chris walked in.
"Hey Remy, Have a nice sleep?" he said sleepily.
"Woke up at six, it's eleven now. Y' sure are one heavy sleeper." Remy replied.
"Hey, you got a mutant name?"
"Yeah, Gambit."
"Why have you got that red-on-black thing on your eyes?"
"Y' sure are trivial, too!"
"What?"
"TRIVIAL! I t'ought bats heard well."
"Pardon?"
"Useless Cre'in" Gambit whisered. Chris pulled a bottle of coca cola vanilla out of the fridge and used the bottle opener to open its metal lid. He gulped it all down in one mouthful. Bobby came through the kitchen door and looked at the empty bottle. He had a hilarious idea
--00----()----00--
The bottle span madly, and stopped with the lid facing Woverine.
"Hey! It landed on... What's your bloody name?" Chris said nicely, which wasn't usual for that language.
"Woverine. Ok, now, I have to say Dare. What do I do?" Said the embarrased Wolvie.
A wide grin spread over Bobby's face. "Ballet!"
--00----()----00--
Wolverine was dancing around in a pink tu-tu that Bobby had saved for this day. His cheeks were bright red, luckily being covered by his sideburns.
"Damn, why did I ask Dare? I hate myself." Wolverine said to himself.
"SMILE!" Bobby said as he took a photo of Wolverine doing a Demi-plie. That was a moment Logan was not going to forget in a hurry. Bobby was rolling insanely on the floor. He was having fun.
//Oh nuts,// Thought Logan, //I got myself in deep crap now.//
