Teacher Training
By Todd Fan
Disclaimer: "We're scared like rats...with no hair, and one leg".
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Hi ho my reviewers. Astriea, don't worry, i haven't forgotten Forge sleep inventing, it will happen soon, only not for this 'night', but the next one, ooooh yeah!. Thanks to jacksgurl for helping me out when i couldn't figure out a conversation that Hank and Mags could have :)
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Chapter 9 - Of assasins and alcohol
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Sabertooth had been sitting in the bar, pondering on ways he could stop Logan singing in his sleep. He'd chosen to ignore Charles telepathic message completely, putting up a mental block before the man had finished 'speaking' his name.
"Heellllllllloooooo Viccy!!!!".
He blinked, then looked down at the glass in his hands, voices? he hadn't drunk THAT much. Suddenly, something latched onto his back. He gave a snarl and instinctively went to spin off the threat, holding a claw to...Mystique's thoat! What the hell?
"Hi Viccy!", said Mystique, moving the clawed finger and giving Sabertooth a hug, "remember when we were together? Wasn't that fun?".
"No, it was a living hell", said Sabertooth, cocking his head to the side and sniffing, "Raven, have you been drinking?".
"A teensy, winnsy, itsy, bitsy, tiny, little bit!", said Mystique, pinching her thumb and forefinger together and squinting at the gap she had made.
"Oh...boy", he said, "ya know ya shouldn't have any alcohol, Raven, it messes ya up".
Mystique looked at him and sighed, ignoring his comment and resting her head on his shoulder.
"Do you remember when you said you loved me?", she asked, twirling a finger around in his hair.
Sabertooth stared at her as if she had grown an extra eyeball on her forehead.
"Do you remember when you tried ta steam my face with an iron?", he replied.
Mystique giggled at this, snuggling up to him.
"Fun times", she sighed, ignoring the fact that Sabertooth was trying to pry himself from her grasp, "Join me for a *hic* drink, Vic?".
Sabertooth glanced at his arm, the only was he was going to get out of this was to chew it off. As tempted as he was to do that, his healing factor would seal it up before he finished...that could have messy side effects. He gave a sigh, he was stuck.
"Oh, what the hell, what could it hurt?".
****
Forge wasn't having much luck with Storm, either. She had been skipping around happily for the past hour, and was showing no signs of settling down. She stopped when she noticed the rooms phone.
"I KNOW!", she said happily, "Let's call home!".
Before Forge could respond, she picked up the phone and dailed a number, and waited until it was picked up.
"Hello?", came the voice of John on the other end.
Storm stiffled a giggle.
"Hello John, i am WATCHING you!", she said into the phone.
There was a pause.
"....Who's watching me?".
Storm waited for a few seconds for effect.
"It is ME, John", she said, her voice taking on one that you would expect from Norman Bates.
"Oh my God!. I KNEW you'd find me!!".
It was then that the sound of scuffling could be heard and a Cajun voice took the place of the Austrailian one.
"Remy don't know who you are dat keeps calling dis number, but you can just stop it now!".
With that, the phone was slammed down, causing Storm to burst into laughter.
"I know!", she said, "lets call the police!".
"NO!", said Forge, taking the phone away from her, "i don't want to be arrested today, thank you".
Storm pouted.
"Awwww you're no fun, you big, old meanie!!!", she said.
"I'm not old, i'm not big and i'm not a meanie", said Forge calmly.
"You are older than me", put in Storm
"By THREE years!".
"Older is older, so HAH!", said Storm, sticking out her tounge.
"So, doesn't mean i'm old", said Forge, he was starting to get a headache.
"Name four characters of Happy Days", said Storm, raising an eyebrow.
"Fonzie, Chachie, Joanie and Richie....hey, that wasn't fair!", Forge crossed his arms, "jive turkey".
Storm blew a rasberry before prancing over to the TV.
"I'm going to order Titanic!", she said, pleased with herself, "have you ever seen that?"
"No", said Forge, dryly, "unfortunately, Middleverse didn't have a Miultiplex Odeon".
****
"So, you pick her up yet?".
Jason sighed as Logan broke his conentration...again.
"I'm not as good a telepath as Xavier", he said, "i do the whole illusion thing, your nose would be better use".
"She's too inhanced for my nose", muttered Logan, "....we're not going to find her...are we?".
"Would it be a big loss?", asked Warren, walking between them.
"She would make us regret leaving her....believe me", said Logan, shuddering, he paused, lifting his head up, "i hear her"
He, Jason and Warren raced off in the direction of the sound. They stopped dead when they found the room where her voice was coming from. It was the kareoke room. Logan turned to Warren.
"What do you see?"
Warren squinted, glancing on the stage.
"Mystqiue and Sabertooth preforming a rather terrible rendition of 'Endless Love'?".
Sure enough, they were both singing at each other, for those in the room not intoxicated, this was quite a disturbing sight. Logan patted Warren on the shoulder, glad he wasn't seeing things.
"Good boy".
"I vote we walk away and pretend we never saw this", said Jason.
"I second that", said Logan.
"Third", replied Warren.
Without another word, the three made an about turn and walked off.
*****
Hank sighed happily. He'd had a fun not-a-date with Shannon, yeah, they were going to have another not-a-date the next night. He dreamily walked off towards his room, right into Magneto on the way.
"Where have YOU been?!".
Hank blinked.
"Eating exquisite cuisine with a pretty lady", replied Hank simply.
"Well, you SHOULD be looking for Mystique with everyone else", he said, "Warren went to bed, i can hear him singing lullabys to the eggs".
"That boy is...disturbed", said Hank, blinking.
"So, you get to first base with her?", asked Magneto, a wry smile on his face.
Hank glared at him.
"None of your buisness!", he said, crossing his arms, "and besides it WAS NOT a date!".
"Uh huh", said Magneto, "and one day my son will pass a mirror and not look at himself in it".
*****
"DON'T LET GO ROSE!!!!!".
Forge blinked as he watched Storm grab onto the front of the TV screen screaming at the film. He had sat through this thing for what seemed like an eternity. He couldn't feel his legs and he was struggling to stay awake. This was worse than when his 70's time girlfriend had dragged him to watch 'Grease'. Ororo sniffled and turned off the TV, sighing, well, she certainally hadn't sobered up any, it made him wonder exactly how much alohol the girls had consumed.
"Love's a funny thing, isn't it?", she said, gesturing to the screen, "they were soulmates, beat the odds then POOF, ship sinks, guy drowns, end of relationship! How sad".
"My girlfriend was a crying sobbing mess for her remaining two years of high school after i....vanished", said Forge, then sighed, "...i miss her".
"Thats nice, Forge", said Storm, patting him on the head before skipping around the room, "now, lets order pizza!".
Humming happily, she called room service.
"Yeah, a guy bears his soul, you buy pizza", muttered Forge, "God, i miss the seventies".
*****
Logan sighed, walking up to his room. He had not seen Mystique or Sabertooth again, and that was a good thing. He stopped dead outside his room, his hand on the door handle. He sniffed.....that didn't smell right. A giggle emulating from the room made him make an about turn, going straight into Angel and Forge's room. Warren was in his bed, snoring, the eggs in their tissue box crib on the dresser next to him.
"I'm stealin' a bed", said Logan, flopping down on Forge's bed, "not like he'll be usin' it".
"Grilled Cheese", replied Warren, sleepily.
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Whaohahahahahahhahahahha!!!!! Such evilness, no? Giggling? Oh boy oh boy! Would you call this a cliffhanger? I don't know, but there you go. Do review. Until next time.....
By Todd Fan
Disclaimer: "We're scared like rats...with no hair, and one leg".
***
Hi ho my reviewers. Astriea, don't worry, i haven't forgotten Forge sleep inventing, it will happen soon, only not for this 'night', but the next one, ooooh yeah!. Thanks to jacksgurl for helping me out when i couldn't figure out a conversation that Hank and Mags could have :)
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Chapter 9 - Of assasins and alcohol
***
Sabertooth had been sitting in the bar, pondering on ways he could stop Logan singing in his sleep. He'd chosen to ignore Charles telepathic message completely, putting up a mental block before the man had finished 'speaking' his name.
"Heellllllllloooooo Viccy!!!!".
He blinked, then looked down at the glass in his hands, voices? he hadn't drunk THAT much. Suddenly, something latched onto his back. He gave a snarl and instinctively went to spin off the threat, holding a claw to...Mystique's thoat! What the hell?
"Hi Viccy!", said Mystique, moving the clawed finger and giving Sabertooth a hug, "remember when we were together? Wasn't that fun?".
"No, it was a living hell", said Sabertooth, cocking his head to the side and sniffing, "Raven, have you been drinking?".
"A teensy, winnsy, itsy, bitsy, tiny, little bit!", said Mystique, pinching her thumb and forefinger together and squinting at the gap she had made.
"Oh...boy", he said, "ya know ya shouldn't have any alcohol, Raven, it messes ya up".
Mystique looked at him and sighed, ignoring his comment and resting her head on his shoulder.
"Do you remember when you said you loved me?", she asked, twirling a finger around in his hair.
Sabertooth stared at her as if she had grown an extra eyeball on her forehead.
"Do you remember when you tried ta steam my face with an iron?", he replied.
Mystique giggled at this, snuggling up to him.
"Fun times", she sighed, ignoring the fact that Sabertooth was trying to pry himself from her grasp, "Join me for a *hic* drink, Vic?".
Sabertooth glanced at his arm, the only was he was going to get out of this was to chew it off. As tempted as he was to do that, his healing factor would seal it up before he finished...that could have messy side effects. He gave a sigh, he was stuck.
"Oh, what the hell, what could it hurt?".
****
Forge wasn't having much luck with Storm, either. She had been skipping around happily for the past hour, and was showing no signs of settling down. She stopped when she noticed the rooms phone.
"I KNOW!", she said happily, "Let's call home!".
Before Forge could respond, she picked up the phone and dailed a number, and waited until it was picked up.
"Hello?", came the voice of John on the other end.
Storm stiffled a giggle.
"Hello John, i am WATCHING you!", she said into the phone.
There was a pause.
"....Who's watching me?".
Storm waited for a few seconds for effect.
"It is ME, John", she said, her voice taking on one that you would expect from Norman Bates.
"Oh my God!. I KNEW you'd find me!!".
It was then that the sound of scuffling could be heard and a Cajun voice took the place of the Austrailian one.
"Remy don't know who you are dat keeps calling dis number, but you can just stop it now!".
With that, the phone was slammed down, causing Storm to burst into laughter.
"I know!", she said, "lets call the police!".
"NO!", said Forge, taking the phone away from her, "i don't want to be arrested today, thank you".
Storm pouted.
"Awwww you're no fun, you big, old meanie!!!", she said.
"I'm not old, i'm not big and i'm not a meanie", said Forge calmly.
"You are older than me", put in Storm
"By THREE years!".
"Older is older, so HAH!", said Storm, sticking out her tounge.
"So, doesn't mean i'm old", said Forge, he was starting to get a headache.
"Name four characters of Happy Days", said Storm, raising an eyebrow.
"Fonzie, Chachie, Joanie and Richie....hey, that wasn't fair!", Forge crossed his arms, "jive turkey".
Storm blew a rasberry before prancing over to the TV.
"I'm going to order Titanic!", she said, pleased with herself, "have you ever seen that?"
"No", said Forge, dryly, "unfortunately, Middleverse didn't have a Miultiplex Odeon".
****
"So, you pick her up yet?".
Jason sighed as Logan broke his conentration...again.
"I'm not as good a telepath as Xavier", he said, "i do the whole illusion thing, your nose would be better use".
"She's too inhanced for my nose", muttered Logan, "....we're not going to find her...are we?".
"Would it be a big loss?", asked Warren, walking between them.
"She would make us regret leaving her....believe me", said Logan, shuddering, he paused, lifting his head up, "i hear her"
He, Jason and Warren raced off in the direction of the sound. They stopped dead when they found the room where her voice was coming from. It was the kareoke room. Logan turned to Warren.
"What do you see?"
Warren squinted, glancing on the stage.
"Mystqiue and Sabertooth preforming a rather terrible rendition of 'Endless Love'?".
Sure enough, they were both singing at each other, for those in the room not intoxicated, this was quite a disturbing sight. Logan patted Warren on the shoulder, glad he wasn't seeing things.
"Good boy".
"I vote we walk away and pretend we never saw this", said Jason.
"I second that", said Logan.
"Third", replied Warren.
Without another word, the three made an about turn and walked off.
*****
Hank sighed happily. He'd had a fun not-a-date with Shannon, yeah, they were going to have another not-a-date the next night. He dreamily walked off towards his room, right into Magneto on the way.
"Where have YOU been?!".
Hank blinked.
"Eating exquisite cuisine with a pretty lady", replied Hank simply.
"Well, you SHOULD be looking for Mystique with everyone else", he said, "Warren went to bed, i can hear him singing lullabys to the eggs".
"That boy is...disturbed", said Hank, blinking.
"So, you get to first base with her?", asked Magneto, a wry smile on his face.
Hank glared at him.
"None of your buisness!", he said, crossing his arms, "and besides it WAS NOT a date!".
"Uh huh", said Magneto, "and one day my son will pass a mirror and not look at himself in it".
*****
"DON'T LET GO ROSE!!!!!".
Forge blinked as he watched Storm grab onto the front of the TV screen screaming at the film. He had sat through this thing for what seemed like an eternity. He couldn't feel his legs and he was struggling to stay awake. This was worse than when his 70's time girlfriend had dragged him to watch 'Grease'. Ororo sniffled and turned off the TV, sighing, well, she certainally hadn't sobered up any, it made him wonder exactly how much alohol the girls had consumed.
"Love's a funny thing, isn't it?", she said, gesturing to the screen, "they were soulmates, beat the odds then POOF, ship sinks, guy drowns, end of relationship! How sad".
"My girlfriend was a crying sobbing mess for her remaining two years of high school after i....vanished", said Forge, then sighed, "...i miss her".
"Thats nice, Forge", said Storm, patting him on the head before skipping around the room, "now, lets order pizza!".
Humming happily, she called room service.
"Yeah, a guy bears his soul, you buy pizza", muttered Forge, "God, i miss the seventies".
*****
Logan sighed, walking up to his room. He had not seen Mystique or Sabertooth again, and that was a good thing. He stopped dead outside his room, his hand on the door handle. He sniffed.....that didn't smell right. A giggle emulating from the room made him make an about turn, going straight into Angel and Forge's room. Warren was in his bed, snoring, the eggs in their tissue box crib on the dresser next to him.
"I'm stealin' a bed", said Logan, flopping down on Forge's bed, "not like he'll be usin' it".
"Grilled Cheese", replied Warren, sleepily.
******
Whaohahahahahahhahahahha!!!!! Such evilness, no? Giggling? Oh boy oh boy! Would you call this a cliffhanger? I don't know, but there you go. Do review. Until next time.....