Teacher Training
By Todd Fan
Disclaimer: "Don't talk to me. You scare the hell out of me".
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Hellooo my reviewers. Right, i know i put Yuriko, he ha s a reason to be teary over her, but he wont reveal why, whoahahahhaa. Kurt-Ling, Graydon is Graydon Creed, Mystique and Sabertooth's son, he was in the comics. *Dances at the prospect of a Red Witch Parody* Whoooo!
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Chapter 8 - The customary abuse of alcohol
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Once again, another day drew to a close, giving way for evening. Hank had gone off, saying he was having dinner with Shannon and it was NOT a date. Forge had managed to avoid the 'Picnic with the Hellbeast' by hiding behind a statue for three hours. Ororo was moping around, as Clint had a nightclass to teach and so she wouldn't see him until morning.
"I know", said Mystique, smiling at her, "lets have a girls night in, just you and me".
"Oh..i don't know...", said Storm.
"Come on", said Mystique, "it'll be fun. We can watch movies on Warrens credit and moan about how usless men are".
Ororo considered this.
"Okay", she said cheerfully, what harm could it do?".
Famous. Last. Words.
*****
Warren smiled as he entered his room, carrying 'Cookie'. How DARE they try to take her from him!. He paused, seeing Cookie sitting on the bed, watching porn. He looked down at the egg in his hand.
"Oh", he said, before smiling, "Cookie, meet you new baby brother, Candy!".
With that, he placed both eggs into a shoe box filled with hotel towels (which incidentally he had stolen from all of his 'friends' bathrooms) and cooed at them for a while.
"Nice and safe in your nest", he said,tickling them.
Forge watched this for a second, blinking slowly. It took another moment of thought before he slowly and wisely backed out of the room, leaving Warren to brood over his eggs.
***
"The girls have been in there for a very very long time", said Magneto, looking at the girls' door a few hours later.
"Perhaps one of us better go inside and...see if they are ok", said Xavier, then saw everyone looking at him, "not ME! I mean we draw straws".
"No, no straws! The straws hate me", said Logan, shaking his head violently, "the straws had me stuck in that damn honeymoon suite with butt- face here".
"At least i don't sing Cher songs in my sleep", snapped Sabertooth.
"No, you PURR!", retorted Logan.
"Guys, lets just get this over with", said Warren, "i can't leave Cookie, Candy and the porn unattended for long".
Magneto muttered to himself, pulling the sacred decision making straws out of his pocket. Each guy plucked out a straw.
"Bummer", said Forge, looking at the tiny straw in his hand.
"The curse has been lifted and passed on!", said Logan, doing a happy dance, before patting Forge on the back, "God speed Gear-Head".
"Can i change my straw of choice?", asked Forge hopefully.
He was answered by being shoved backwards through the door of the girls room, the door slamming shut in front of him.
"Think he'll be okay?", asked Jason.
"If he isn't", said Sabertooth, "i have dibs on his mood ring".
***
Forge winced as the door slammed shut in front of him, trapping him with possibly two of the most dangerous women on the planet...lucky him. He turned around to find Mystique and Storm sitting on the floor, surrounded by little alcohol bottles....empty little alcohol bottles....LOTS of empty little alcohol bottles.
"This isn't what i though you meant when you said 'girls night in'", he said, looking at the mess.
"Hey look, it's Forge!", slurred Mystique waving at him from the floor, "hi Forge!".
"Would you like a drink?", asked Storm, crawling around on her hands and knees, sifting through the empty bottles, "i'm sure there's a full one here somewhere....".
"You know what?, i'm good", said Forge, "i think we better get you guys some coffee before Charles sees you. Man, did you drink your entire mini- bar?".
"No!", said Mystique, waving around her general area, "this isn't all our mini-bar".
"Oh...good", said Forge.
"We ran out of OUR mini-bar ages ago", said Ororo, "so we went across the hall and took all of Logan and Sabertooth's!".
"Oh", said Forge, "....not good".
He backed away slightly as Mystique got up and half-fell, half-walked over to him, throwing and arm around his shoulder. She got within inches of his face, close enough for Forge to realise that she had drunk the majority of the alcohol before she poked him on the nose.
"You have 'beu-tiif-lle brown eyes", she slurred.
"Err....thank you?".
Mystique laughed insanely, skipping around the room, then sitting on the bed and patting the side smiling suggestively.
"Come to bed, Forge", she cooed, then jerked her head to Ororo, "don't mind her, she likes to watch...maybe she'll join in..."
Forge glanced between the two women....the two beautifull women offering a night of... He blinked, snapping himself out of the inner guy mind. No, one of them would end up regretting it....most probably him.
"I'm getting you both some coffee", he said, "stay here".
"Aye aye captain!", said Ororo with a over-done salute.
Mystique answered by making a strange snorting noise and falling off the bed with a thump....Forge made a mental note to remember this in detail and relay it to both telepaths for the duration of this terrible slip for relaity they dared call a 'trip'..
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Hank was enojoying his dinner with Shannon. The others were wrong, this wasn't a date. This was a meal between like-minded people who shared the same intrests. Yup, that was all...yup. So, she was stunningly beautifull, and had not run away screaming about the fact she was speaking to someone that looked like a cast extra for the Addams Family. It didn't make this a date...nope. A little friendly flirting was going on, but that didn't make it a date. This was perfectly inocent...yup.
~Hank~
Damn it. Interupting his date....DAMN IT! Not a date, not a date!
~Yes Charles?~
~Just to let you know, Forge escaped from the girls' room, they are quite..ahem..intoxicated~
Hank, nodded, trying to listen to both Shannon and 'speak' to Xavier at the same time, it wasn't easy.
~How drunk?~, he asked.
~You don't want to know the images i got from that poor Inventors head. Anyway, just keep a look out, and don't go near the room, let Forge handle it....i want to get him back for the time he 'fixed' the mansion secuirty~
Hank remembered that, they were locked out of their own home for three hours while burning vulture robots of death swopped around the grounds....it was not a happy day.
~You are quite evil, Charles~
~I know. Whoahahhahahahhahahahaha~
Hank blinked as the pysi-link broke, giving an invountary shudder, returning his mind back to the conversation he was having with Shannon.
"Your friends seem fascinating", continued Shannon, unaware of the other conversation Hank had just been in, "you'll have to introduce me to them".
Perish the thought.
"Yes...i will", Hank lied.
Suddenly, as if on cue, Forge ran past, not noticing either person. He skidded to a halt at a coffee machine and threw in about five dollars worth of loose change. He ran past again with at least seven cups of coffee in his arms, once again, not seeing them, he looked quite stressed. Hank felt a small twinge of sympathy, then remembered his burn marks and gave a small chuckle.
"Isn't that one of them?", asked Shannon, pointing at the retreating Forge.
"No", Hank lied again, "never seen him before in my life".
***
Forge re-entered the girls' rooom, carrying an armfull of styrofoam coffee cups.
"Okay, here we....are?"
He blinked, looking around the room Storm was trying to balance a spoon on her nose....but Mystique was nowhere to be found.
"Where did Mystique go?", he asked, making Storm lose her conentration, the spoon falling to the ground with a 'plink' sound.
Ororo blinked and cocked her head to the side, as if she was hearing the name for the first time.
"Mystique?".
"Yeah, you know, blue-skinned shapeshifter?", prompted Forge, "your drinking partner as of two hours ago?".
Storm walked forward and squinted at Forge.
"It that you Raven?".
"No, i'm Forge!".
"Suuuuurrre you are!", said Storm, giving him a wink, before clapping happily, "hey, lets go watch Warren's free porn!".
"I've got a better idea, lets drink lots of caffene and get sober!", said Forge, holding up a coffee cup.
"I am drunk not that drink", replied Storm, crossing her arms, before giggling and spinning around in circles, "this is fun".
~Chaarrrllles~, sent out Forge with a nervous chuckle, ~we have a problleeem~
~What? Did one of them pass out?~, sent back Xavier, a hint of hope in his..err..voice.
~No...it appears Mystique has kinda....booked outta here~
There was a telepathic sigh.
~You couldn't watch both women at the same time?~
~I'm sorry~, sent Forge back dryly, ~You must have me confused with Super Forge~
~Okay. Keep an eye on Ororo. I'll send the others to find Mystique. How we are going to find a shapeshifter is beyond me...~
Xavier broke the psyi-link, muttering as he went. Forge sighed, glancing at Ororo as she made little rain clouds around the room...this wasn't going to be fun.
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Another chapter down. There is a very good reason why Mystique is the one that escaped, i want to do something to her, something funny and cruel, though Mystique had orignally been the one to stay behind. *Shrugs* you'll understand why i changed it when the time comes....in the next chapter. Whoahahhahahaha!. Do review, until next time...
By Todd Fan
Disclaimer: "Don't talk to me. You scare the hell out of me".
***
Hellooo my reviewers. Right, i know i put Yuriko, he ha s a reason to be teary over her, but he wont reveal why, whoahahahhaa. Kurt-Ling, Graydon is Graydon Creed, Mystique and Sabertooth's son, he was in the comics. *Dances at the prospect of a Red Witch Parody* Whoooo!
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Chapter 8 - The customary abuse of alcohol
****
Once again, another day drew to a close, giving way for evening. Hank had gone off, saying he was having dinner with Shannon and it was NOT a date. Forge had managed to avoid the 'Picnic with the Hellbeast' by hiding behind a statue for three hours. Ororo was moping around, as Clint had a nightclass to teach and so she wouldn't see him until morning.
"I know", said Mystique, smiling at her, "lets have a girls night in, just you and me".
"Oh..i don't know...", said Storm.
"Come on", said Mystique, "it'll be fun. We can watch movies on Warrens credit and moan about how usless men are".
Ororo considered this.
"Okay", she said cheerfully, what harm could it do?".
Famous. Last. Words.
*****
Warren smiled as he entered his room, carrying 'Cookie'. How DARE they try to take her from him!. He paused, seeing Cookie sitting on the bed, watching porn. He looked down at the egg in his hand.
"Oh", he said, before smiling, "Cookie, meet you new baby brother, Candy!".
With that, he placed both eggs into a shoe box filled with hotel towels (which incidentally he had stolen from all of his 'friends' bathrooms) and cooed at them for a while.
"Nice and safe in your nest", he said,tickling them.
Forge watched this for a second, blinking slowly. It took another moment of thought before he slowly and wisely backed out of the room, leaving Warren to brood over his eggs.
***
"The girls have been in there for a very very long time", said Magneto, looking at the girls' door a few hours later.
"Perhaps one of us better go inside and...see if they are ok", said Xavier, then saw everyone looking at him, "not ME! I mean we draw straws".
"No, no straws! The straws hate me", said Logan, shaking his head violently, "the straws had me stuck in that damn honeymoon suite with butt- face here".
"At least i don't sing Cher songs in my sleep", snapped Sabertooth.
"No, you PURR!", retorted Logan.
"Guys, lets just get this over with", said Warren, "i can't leave Cookie, Candy and the porn unattended for long".
Magneto muttered to himself, pulling the sacred decision making straws out of his pocket. Each guy plucked out a straw.
"Bummer", said Forge, looking at the tiny straw in his hand.
"The curse has been lifted and passed on!", said Logan, doing a happy dance, before patting Forge on the back, "God speed Gear-Head".
"Can i change my straw of choice?", asked Forge hopefully.
He was answered by being shoved backwards through the door of the girls room, the door slamming shut in front of him.
"Think he'll be okay?", asked Jason.
"If he isn't", said Sabertooth, "i have dibs on his mood ring".
***
Forge winced as the door slammed shut in front of him, trapping him with possibly two of the most dangerous women on the planet...lucky him. He turned around to find Mystique and Storm sitting on the floor, surrounded by little alcohol bottles....empty little alcohol bottles....LOTS of empty little alcohol bottles.
"This isn't what i though you meant when you said 'girls night in'", he said, looking at the mess.
"Hey look, it's Forge!", slurred Mystique waving at him from the floor, "hi Forge!".
"Would you like a drink?", asked Storm, crawling around on her hands and knees, sifting through the empty bottles, "i'm sure there's a full one here somewhere....".
"You know what?, i'm good", said Forge, "i think we better get you guys some coffee before Charles sees you. Man, did you drink your entire mini- bar?".
"No!", said Mystique, waving around her general area, "this isn't all our mini-bar".
"Oh...good", said Forge.
"We ran out of OUR mini-bar ages ago", said Ororo, "so we went across the hall and took all of Logan and Sabertooth's!".
"Oh", said Forge, "....not good".
He backed away slightly as Mystique got up and half-fell, half-walked over to him, throwing and arm around his shoulder. She got within inches of his face, close enough for Forge to realise that she had drunk the majority of the alcohol before she poked him on the nose.
"You have 'beu-tiif-lle brown eyes", she slurred.
"Err....thank you?".
Mystique laughed insanely, skipping around the room, then sitting on the bed and patting the side smiling suggestively.
"Come to bed, Forge", she cooed, then jerked her head to Ororo, "don't mind her, she likes to watch...maybe she'll join in..."
Forge glanced between the two women....the two beautifull women offering a night of... He blinked, snapping himself out of the inner guy mind. No, one of them would end up regretting it....most probably him.
"I'm getting you both some coffee", he said, "stay here".
"Aye aye captain!", said Ororo with a over-done salute.
Mystique answered by making a strange snorting noise and falling off the bed with a thump....Forge made a mental note to remember this in detail and relay it to both telepaths for the duration of this terrible slip for relaity they dared call a 'trip'..
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Hank was enojoying his dinner with Shannon. The others were wrong, this wasn't a date. This was a meal between like-minded people who shared the same intrests. Yup, that was all...yup. So, she was stunningly beautifull, and had not run away screaming about the fact she was speaking to someone that looked like a cast extra for the Addams Family. It didn't make this a date...nope. A little friendly flirting was going on, but that didn't make it a date. This was perfectly inocent...yup.
~Hank~
Damn it. Interupting his date....DAMN IT! Not a date, not a date!
~Yes Charles?~
~Just to let you know, Forge escaped from the girls' room, they are quite..ahem..intoxicated~
Hank, nodded, trying to listen to both Shannon and 'speak' to Xavier at the same time, it wasn't easy.
~How drunk?~, he asked.
~You don't want to know the images i got from that poor Inventors head. Anyway, just keep a look out, and don't go near the room, let Forge handle it....i want to get him back for the time he 'fixed' the mansion secuirty~
Hank remembered that, they were locked out of their own home for three hours while burning vulture robots of death swopped around the grounds....it was not a happy day.
~You are quite evil, Charles~
~I know. Whoahahhahahahhahahahaha~
Hank blinked as the pysi-link broke, giving an invountary shudder, returning his mind back to the conversation he was having with Shannon.
"Your friends seem fascinating", continued Shannon, unaware of the other conversation Hank had just been in, "you'll have to introduce me to them".
Perish the thought.
"Yes...i will", Hank lied.
Suddenly, as if on cue, Forge ran past, not noticing either person. He skidded to a halt at a coffee machine and threw in about five dollars worth of loose change. He ran past again with at least seven cups of coffee in his arms, once again, not seeing them, he looked quite stressed. Hank felt a small twinge of sympathy, then remembered his burn marks and gave a small chuckle.
"Isn't that one of them?", asked Shannon, pointing at the retreating Forge.
"No", Hank lied again, "never seen him before in my life".
***
Forge re-entered the girls' rooom, carrying an armfull of styrofoam coffee cups.
"Okay, here we....are?"
He blinked, looking around the room Storm was trying to balance a spoon on her nose....but Mystique was nowhere to be found.
"Where did Mystique go?", he asked, making Storm lose her conentration, the spoon falling to the ground with a 'plink' sound.
Ororo blinked and cocked her head to the side, as if she was hearing the name for the first time.
"Mystique?".
"Yeah, you know, blue-skinned shapeshifter?", prompted Forge, "your drinking partner as of two hours ago?".
Storm walked forward and squinted at Forge.
"It that you Raven?".
"No, i'm Forge!".
"Suuuuurrre you are!", said Storm, giving him a wink, before clapping happily, "hey, lets go watch Warren's free porn!".
"I've got a better idea, lets drink lots of caffene and get sober!", said Forge, holding up a coffee cup.
"I am drunk not that drink", replied Storm, crossing her arms, before giggling and spinning around in circles, "this is fun".
~Chaarrrllles~, sent out Forge with a nervous chuckle, ~we have a problleeem~
~What? Did one of them pass out?~, sent back Xavier, a hint of hope in his..err..voice.
~No...it appears Mystique has kinda....booked outta here~
There was a telepathic sigh.
~You couldn't watch both women at the same time?~
~I'm sorry~, sent Forge back dryly, ~You must have me confused with Super Forge~
~Okay. Keep an eye on Ororo. I'll send the others to find Mystique. How we are going to find a shapeshifter is beyond me...~
Xavier broke the psyi-link, muttering as he went. Forge sighed, glancing at Ororo as she made little rain clouds around the room...this wasn't going to be fun.
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Another chapter down. There is a very good reason why Mystique is the one that escaped, i want to do something to her, something funny and cruel, though Mystique had orignally been the one to stay behind. *Shrugs* you'll understand why i changed it when the time comes....in the next chapter. Whoahahhahahaha!. Do review, until next time...