A day in the life of Paul Starr
Chapter 5: More insanity!!
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Paul was sitting on a bench, when he happened to notice Bulldog walk by, whistling "Rule Britannia". ((Bulldog's one happy, happy Joe. You can tell he's happy because he whistles "Rule Britannia" when he's happy. Evidently, my advice helped and he got himself a dinner with Storm.)) He then noticed Lionheart follow her brother, getting on his case about formal clothes. He wasn't listening. ((Poor old Lionheart's in a tizzy because Bulldog hates wearing formal clothes. He doesn't even own a tux. She shouldn't complain. She's been known to moan and whine when she has to wear a dress. I hope it's a little informal dinner. In case you're wondering, the boys and I dropped off our instruments at the club, so they'll be there when we get on stage. One thing does worry me, though. It's Shipwreck. If he finds out about that dinner, he's not gonna be happy. I also have a bad feeling he's going to be badly wounded by the end of this. Also, I think Tabby got her paws on one of my shirts. I saw her with a Kiss t-shirt a moment ago.)) Multiple walked up to Paul, still dressed in his snazzy suit.
"Sorry Paul." He apologized. "I haven't been able to find you any gigs yet."
"Hey, it's cool." Paul shrugged. "We have a talent contest to worry about. Did Pietro get the gear ready?" ((About that. We have special stuff ready for the gig tonight. Pietro whipped up some special stage clothes for us before Lance pounded him into the ground. It's for the show.)) The sound of thunder crashed. "Huh?"
"YEEEEOOOOOWWWWW!!!!!" Shipwreck ran by, his rear end on fire, and a black thundercloud following him. Wanda pursued him, carrying a bucket of water.
"Will you hold still, Shipwreck?!?!" She snapped as she ran by.
"AHHHHHHHHHHH!" Jean ran by. Her bright red hair was brighter then usual, considering it was ablaze. "MY HAIR!!!" She screamed.
"WAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!!" Althea chased her, alongside a long Chinese-style dragon made of water. John pursued the two.
"You crazy red-haired Sheila! Get back here!" John waved his lighter. "I have to set you completely ablaze to get that ten bucks!"
"GET HIM AWAY FROM ME!!!" Jean screamed.
"I think we're all a little hyped up." Paul got up. He then noticed Blob and Xi carrying Remy and Ray as they passed by.
"Put Gambit down!!" Remy snapped.
"What'd we do?" Ray yelled. Paul sighed, shaking his head.
"Yep. I think everyone needs a vacation." Paul noted. Multiple let out a "HA!"
"A vacation?! Paul, these nuts need tranquilizers!" Multiple laughed.
"WHERE IS SHIPWRECK?!?!" An English-accented voice roared.
"Uh-oh." Paul and Multiple looked at each other.
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Pietro walked out of the Infirmary, feeling great.
"Thanks Lifeline." He said as he left. "Man, my bones are all back in place, my capillaries are repaired, my intestines are untangled back to normal, my spine isn't in anymore funny angles, and I can feel my hands and nose again. Man, I need to run." Quicksilver did a super-speed run around the Pit, with a happy laugh. "Man I feel good!! I love being able to run again WHOAOAOAOAOAOOHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" Pietro slipped on an oil puddle near the motor pool, causing him to careen towards a tank that was driving in. "OH GOD NO!!!!" Dusty was inside the tank.
"OH NO!!!" Dusty swerved the tank, causing it to topple over. "OWWWW!!!" Pietro safely slipped by. However, he knocked into an oil drum, taking it with him. He slipped and slid until………
"My Sargeant Snuffles is all clean." Beach Head proudly held his bear. Snuffles was freshly washed, and his fatigues and combat helmet were so shiny, Beach Head saw his face on them. "Nothing like that to make you feel better, huh?" He then saw a screaming, slipping Pietro slide towards him, oil drum in hand.
"OH NO!!!!" They both screamed. With a mighty CRASH!!!!, Pietro and Beach Head collided, sending oil all over the place.
"Uhhhhhnnn………" An oil-covered Pietro got up, holding his head. An enraged Beach Head threw the oil drum off him. He was growling, and his eyes glowed bright red. His teddy bear was covered in oil. "Mommy." Pietro whined meekly.
"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHH!!!!!" Beach Head roared.
"AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! HELLLLLLLLP MEEEEEEE!!!!" Pietro ran away, Beach Head after him. Quicksilver wondered how Beach Head could keep up with him.
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"Okay, here we go." Scott dumped the last of a slippery substance on the ground. There was a trail of the slippery stuff leading up the front path of the Xavier Institute. "Alright, fellas. Now that doofus Paul's gonna slip along this substance, and hit the walls hard. He's going to be too injured to play tonight."
"Remy hope dis works." Gambit sighed.
"It will! Nothing can screw this up!" Ray laughed.
"I agree. This plan will work." Peter smiled. The four X-Boys quickly hid in a nearby shrub. Unbeknownst to them, Multiple and Kurt were watching.
"Vhat's ze score so far?" Kurt asked.
"I lost count in the teens, but I do know it's Paul something, X-Boys zero." Multiple smirked.
"Should ve warn Paul?" Kurt asked Jamie.
"Nah. Paul's too lucky. This'll blow up in the guys' faces just like all the other ones. Watch." Multiple nodded at the door. Paul and Low Light walked through the gate.
"Thanks for helping me unload the instruments, Low Light." Paul grinned.
"No problem, Paul WHOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!" Low Light slipped and fell on the slippery path. "WAAAAAAAA!!!" He slid along the path into the front steps, head first! "OWWWWWW!!!!"
"Uh-oh." The X-Boys said meekly, their faces turning white.
"Low Light!!" Paul ran concernedly on the path to Low Light, not slipping once. He helped the sniper up.
"Ohhhhhh, my goggles are broken!" Low Light growled. "Someone's gonna die! That slipping was on purpose!"
"Uh-oh." The X-Boys chanted.
"Pssst!! Psst!!" Low Light saw Kurt and Jamie. They pointed to the bush the X-Boys were hiding in. A growling Low Light turned into metal, running into the bush.
"WAHHHHHHH!!!!!! OWWWWWWCH!!!!" The X-Boys screamed. Paul scratched his head.
"What was that all about?"
Hoo Boy! Another chapter of madness finally ends! Will the performance of the Superstars go without a hitch? Will Bulldog find anything nice to wear for his dinner? Will Multiple be able to score gigs for the band? Find out in the next chapter!!! Suggestions needed!!!
Chapter 5: More insanity!!
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Paul was sitting on a bench, when he happened to notice Bulldog walk by, whistling "Rule Britannia". ((Bulldog's one happy, happy Joe. You can tell he's happy because he whistles "Rule Britannia" when he's happy. Evidently, my advice helped and he got himself a dinner with Storm.)) He then noticed Lionheart follow her brother, getting on his case about formal clothes. He wasn't listening. ((Poor old Lionheart's in a tizzy because Bulldog hates wearing formal clothes. He doesn't even own a tux. She shouldn't complain. She's been known to moan and whine when she has to wear a dress. I hope it's a little informal dinner. In case you're wondering, the boys and I dropped off our instruments at the club, so they'll be there when we get on stage. One thing does worry me, though. It's Shipwreck. If he finds out about that dinner, he's not gonna be happy. I also have a bad feeling he's going to be badly wounded by the end of this. Also, I think Tabby got her paws on one of my shirts. I saw her with a Kiss t-shirt a moment ago.)) Multiple walked up to Paul, still dressed in his snazzy suit.
"Sorry Paul." He apologized. "I haven't been able to find you any gigs yet."
"Hey, it's cool." Paul shrugged. "We have a talent contest to worry about. Did Pietro get the gear ready?" ((About that. We have special stuff ready for the gig tonight. Pietro whipped up some special stage clothes for us before Lance pounded him into the ground. It's for the show.)) The sound of thunder crashed. "Huh?"
"YEEEEOOOOOWWWWW!!!!!" Shipwreck ran by, his rear end on fire, and a black thundercloud following him. Wanda pursued him, carrying a bucket of water.
"Will you hold still, Shipwreck?!?!" She snapped as she ran by.
"AHHHHHHHHHHH!" Jean ran by. Her bright red hair was brighter then usual, considering it was ablaze. "MY HAIR!!!" She screamed.
"WAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!!" Althea chased her, alongside a long Chinese-style dragon made of water. John pursued the two.
"You crazy red-haired Sheila! Get back here!" John waved his lighter. "I have to set you completely ablaze to get that ten bucks!"
"GET HIM AWAY FROM ME!!!" Jean screamed.
"I think we're all a little hyped up." Paul got up. He then noticed Blob and Xi carrying Remy and Ray as they passed by.
"Put Gambit down!!" Remy snapped.
"What'd we do?" Ray yelled. Paul sighed, shaking his head.
"Yep. I think everyone needs a vacation." Paul noted. Multiple let out a "HA!"
"A vacation?! Paul, these nuts need tranquilizers!" Multiple laughed.
"WHERE IS SHIPWRECK?!?!" An English-accented voice roared.
"Uh-oh." Paul and Multiple looked at each other.
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Pietro walked out of the Infirmary, feeling great.
"Thanks Lifeline." He said as he left. "Man, my bones are all back in place, my capillaries are repaired, my intestines are untangled back to normal, my spine isn't in anymore funny angles, and I can feel my hands and nose again. Man, I need to run." Quicksilver did a super-speed run around the Pit, with a happy laugh. "Man I feel good!! I love being able to run again WHOAOAOAOAOAOOHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" Pietro slipped on an oil puddle near the motor pool, causing him to careen towards a tank that was driving in. "OH GOD NO!!!!" Dusty was inside the tank.
"OH NO!!!" Dusty swerved the tank, causing it to topple over. "OWWWW!!!" Pietro safely slipped by. However, he knocked into an oil drum, taking it with him. He slipped and slid until………
"My Sargeant Snuffles is all clean." Beach Head proudly held his bear. Snuffles was freshly washed, and his fatigues and combat helmet were so shiny, Beach Head saw his face on them. "Nothing like that to make you feel better, huh?" He then saw a screaming, slipping Pietro slide towards him, oil drum in hand.
"OH NO!!!!" They both screamed. With a mighty CRASH!!!!, Pietro and Beach Head collided, sending oil all over the place.
"Uhhhhhnnn………" An oil-covered Pietro got up, holding his head. An enraged Beach Head threw the oil drum off him. He was growling, and his eyes glowed bright red. His teddy bear was covered in oil. "Mommy." Pietro whined meekly.
"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHH!!!!!" Beach Head roared.
"AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! HELLLLLLLLP MEEEEEEE!!!!" Pietro ran away, Beach Head after him. Quicksilver wondered how Beach Head could keep up with him.
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"Okay, here we go." Scott dumped the last of a slippery substance on the ground. There was a trail of the slippery stuff leading up the front path of the Xavier Institute. "Alright, fellas. Now that doofus Paul's gonna slip along this substance, and hit the walls hard. He's going to be too injured to play tonight."
"Remy hope dis works." Gambit sighed.
"It will! Nothing can screw this up!" Ray laughed.
"I agree. This plan will work." Peter smiled. The four X-Boys quickly hid in a nearby shrub. Unbeknownst to them, Multiple and Kurt were watching.
"Vhat's ze score so far?" Kurt asked.
"I lost count in the teens, but I do know it's Paul something, X-Boys zero." Multiple smirked.
"Should ve warn Paul?" Kurt asked Jamie.
"Nah. Paul's too lucky. This'll blow up in the guys' faces just like all the other ones. Watch." Multiple nodded at the door. Paul and Low Light walked through the gate.
"Thanks for helping me unload the instruments, Low Light." Paul grinned.
"No problem, Paul WHOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!" Low Light slipped and fell on the slippery path. "WAAAAAAAA!!!" He slid along the path into the front steps, head first! "OWWWWWW!!!!"
"Uh-oh." The X-Boys said meekly, their faces turning white.
"Low Light!!" Paul ran concernedly on the path to Low Light, not slipping once. He helped the sniper up.
"Ohhhhhh, my goggles are broken!" Low Light growled. "Someone's gonna die! That slipping was on purpose!"
"Uh-oh." The X-Boys chanted.
"Pssst!! Psst!!" Low Light saw Kurt and Jamie. They pointed to the bush the X-Boys were hiding in. A growling Low Light turned into metal, running into the bush.
"WAHHHHHHH!!!!!! OWWWWWWCH!!!!" The X-Boys screamed. Paul scratched his head.
"What was that all about?"
Hoo Boy! Another chapter of madness finally ends! Will the performance of the Superstars go without a hitch? Will Bulldog find anything nice to wear for his dinner? Will Multiple be able to score gigs for the band? Find out in the next chapter!!! Suggestions needed!!!