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A/N: Glad y'all are enjoying this! Funny how people can read my minds.........


INT. EAGLEMEISTER - SPACE

PIOTR: The Eaglemeister is a Winnebago with wings. Kurt is eatink ice cream and dancink to music. He is a Fuzzelf. Loganstar is at the wheel, asleep. He is mildly drunk. He is a normal human, well, with extrordinary healing powers and adamantium claws. But besides that, normal. Right. Anyhow, "AUTOMATIC PILOT" is flashink. The phone starts ringink.

LOGANSTAR: =wakes up= Krap. Krap. Krap!

KURT: Huh?

LOGANSTAR: =off screen= Krap!

KURT: Alvays vhen I'm eating.

PIOTR: Kurt, er, Krap puts down the ice cream, and picks up some Gutbombs.

LOGANSTAR: Krap!

KURT: Vhat I can do for you, boss?

LOGANSTAR: Where ya been, bub?

KURT: Oh, just grabbin' myself a snack. You vant some? =offers a Gutbomb to Loganstar=

LOGANSTAR: No!

KURT: C'mon. .... Zey are very goot. =nods convincingly=

LOGANSTAR: Answer that for me. Will ya?

KURT: Ah, sure. =hits Logan with his tail as he turns around=

LOGANSTAR: Will you watch that thing?

KURT: Oh, sorry. I'll just put it on audio. Zat vay, zey von't see you. =hits the video switch= Guten Morgen.

PIOTR: Toad appears on the screen. He is half frog, half human.

TODD: Hello, Loganstar.

KURT: Sorry, wrong svitch.

LOGANSTAR: Hello, Toad, what do you want?

TODD: No, no, no, no, no. It's not what I want. It's what – he - wants.

KURT & LOGANSTAR: Blob...

PIOTR: Blob, is a REALY BIG human.

FREDDY: Well, if it isn't LOGANSTAR, and his side-kick, Poop.

KURT: That's Krap.

FREDDY: Krap, Poop, whatever. Where's my money?

LOGANSTAR: Don't worry, Blob. You'll have it by next week.

FREDDY: No, no. I gotta have it by tomorrow.

LOGANSTAR: A hundred thousand bucks, by tomorrow? Can I pay you in Canadian?

FREDDY: Ha, ha, ha. No way. You forgot late charges, which brings it up to, um, one million bucks. American.

LOGANSTAR: A million? In American? That's unfair.

FREDDY: Unfair to payer, but fair enough to payeee, and you're gonna pay it, or else.

KURT: Or else vhat?

FREDDY: Tell 'em Toad.

TODD: Or else Blob's gonna... sit... on you.

TODD & FREDDY: =laugh=

TODD: I'm not doin' the next line, yo.

PIETRO: I don't blame you.

RAVEN PAN: =taps foot, then sighs.= Alright. You don't have to.

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INT. STORM'S CAR - SPACE

PIOTR: Storm is listenink to music in headphones. Her headphones that look like Crème Puffs

MYSTIQUE: Can we talk? Okay, we all know Prince Forge is smelted, but you could've married him for your father's sake, and have a headache for the next 25 years.

STORM: =can't hear her.=

MYSTIQUE: Will you turn that thing off.

STORM: What? =takes off the headphones= What is it?

MYSTIQUE: I was saying, you do realize what you've done.

STORM: Yes, and I'm glad. Glad, glad, glad, glad, glad. =puts the headphones back on= =mumbles= how corney can these lines get? Next thing I know I'll be saying, 'good good, bad bad, good bad, bad good bad... good.' =sighs=

RAVEN PAN: No, that's not until I do the thumbwars spoof.

STORM: =sarcastic= Yay.

MYSTIQUE: =monotone= I wonder if she's glad. =stands up, grabs script and throws it down= that is IT. These are the DUMBEST lines I have ever had to read, and I will NOT do this any longer!

RAVEN PAN: =glowers=

MYSTIQUE: =transforms into RP's doppleganger= You don't scare me.

RAVEN PAN: =snaps fingers=

MYSTIQUE: =finds herself suddenly wearing the gaudiest, most hideous outfit imaginable. Bright yellow and red stripes going on in her pants, neon green and orange plaid shirt.= AAAAAAHHHH!!!!!! =runs off screen=

PIETRO: REVIEW! =winning grin=