Day in the Life of the X-man
Scene 1: Kitchen 10 minutes later; Jean sitting at the middle table with a small note pad and everyone gathered around.
Jubilee: OREOS!!!!!!
Logan: Beer.
Rouge: *standing next to Piotr both; him down trying to fix a pipe and her still turning the faucets handles* Perhaps a plumber?
Bobby: *sticks his tongue out at Kitty and crunches another cracker* Icecream, man. Gotta get it.
Jean: *looks up, slightest chuckle* Anyone want any -real- healthy food???
*both girls' -Kitty and Jubilee- look up at Jean from the cupboard with these very fake lost expression and say at the same moment* What?
Ororo: Still not working, Rogue?
Wolverine: *laughs* I think she means tofu or bean sprouts or something along those other mythical foods that are 'healthy' and still considered 'real'.
Rogue: Nope. Not one drop of it in the whole house and ah still want mah shower.
Kitty: *wrinkles her nose in distaste* Ewwwww
Scott: *shrugs slightly as she gets up from leaning against a counter* Something big enough to feed all of us -and - all the guests coming. Turkey, lamb or something, Red.
Ororo: Well I'd give you a little rain cloud but I don't think you would like showering out in front of the world, Rogue.
Jubilee: You mean people actually eat 'that' stuff?
Remy: *looks up with an arrogant smirk* I'm sure de world wouldn't mind, Rogue. I wouldn't mind being a 'elp on dat small project, Stormy.
Bobby: *imitating a child's voice* Oh, Fearless Leader; Save us from the plights of dinner time!
Rogue: *grumbling* Wonderful, now I'll never get to my shower.
Jubilee: *jumps up suddenly grinning at Bobby's words* What'll his weapons be? A ladel and a frying pan?
Piotr: *coming back out from working under the sink* Don't worry, Rogue.
Ororo: that's right, Rogue. We'll call someone to fixit soon.
Scott: *looking at bobby seriously even through the sunglasses* Funny, Robert; real funny.
Kitty: *hands go dramatically to her heart* Oh, don't come after me, Mister Dinner Savior! I'm not a spaghetti, don't strain me!
*everyone was laughing; even Jean was trying to resist laughing at the whole scene*
Wolverine: Your right, Scotty, it is! *chuckles* That's my punkin!
Scene 1: Kitchen 10 minutes later; Jean sitting at the middle table with a small note pad and everyone gathered around.
Jubilee: OREOS!!!!!!
Logan: Beer.
Rouge: *standing next to Piotr both; him down trying to fix a pipe and her still turning the faucets handles* Perhaps a plumber?
Bobby: *sticks his tongue out at Kitty and crunches another cracker* Icecream, man. Gotta get it.
Jean: *looks up, slightest chuckle* Anyone want any -real- healthy food???
*both girls' -Kitty and Jubilee- look up at Jean from the cupboard with these very fake lost expression and say at the same moment* What?
Ororo: Still not working, Rogue?
Wolverine: *laughs* I think she means tofu or bean sprouts or something along those other mythical foods that are 'healthy' and still considered 'real'.
Rogue: Nope. Not one drop of it in the whole house and ah still want mah shower.
Kitty: *wrinkles her nose in distaste* Ewwwww
Scott: *shrugs slightly as she gets up from leaning against a counter* Something big enough to feed all of us -and - all the guests coming. Turkey, lamb or something, Red.
Ororo: Well I'd give you a little rain cloud but I don't think you would like showering out in front of the world, Rogue.
Jubilee: You mean people actually eat 'that' stuff?
Remy: *looks up with an arrogant smirk* I'm sure de world wouldn't mind, Rogue. I wouldn't mind being a 'elp on dat small project, Stormy.
Bobby: *imitating a child's voice* Oh, Fearless Leader; Save us from the plights of dinner time!
Rogue: *grumbling* Wonderful, now I'll never get to my shower.
Jubilee: *jumps up suddenly grinning at Bobby's words* What'll his weapons be? A ladel and a frying pan?
Piotr: *coming back out from working under the sink* Don't worry, Rogue.
Ororo: that's right, Rogue. We'll call someone to fixit soon.
Scott: *looking at bobby seriously even through the sunglasses* Funny, Robert; real funny.
Kitty: *hands go dramatically to her heart* Oh, don't come after me, Mister Dinner Savior! I'm not a spaghetti, don't strain me!
*everyone was laughing; even Jean was trying to resist laughing at the whole scene*
Wolverine: Your right, Scotty, it is! *chuckles* That's my punkin!
