Teacher Training
By Todd Fan
Disclaimer: "You can't sing show tunes and be depressed"
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Woooooo!! We have an answer to the greatest question of all time...well i think it is... Cuniculuphobia is the fear of Rabbits, Gods bless you Shel! *Gives Shel thousands of gallons of Todd Fan love* When trying to imagine Mrs Bitterman, try to imagine an older version of Mrs Montgomery from Dharma and Greg, and you have her ;)
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Chapter 16 - Money makes the world go round
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"Oh come on Warren, cheer up!", said Storm, giving him a poke, "this place is FULL of money. It's a Casino, you should feel right at home".
Warren gave a frustrated sigh. He didn't want to be here, he wanted to be looking for Cookie.
"I'm already a millionaire, what would i want to do in a casino? I could BUY this place!".
"Oh lucky you, heir to the Worthington fortune", quipped Logan, "where are ya gonna plant your next money tree?".
Magneto blinked.
"What DOES your father DO anyway?", he asked.
Warren paused, cocking his head ot the side.
"....I'd like to say it's something to do with cars....but i'm not sure..".
"Warren Kenneth Worthington, i haven't seen you since you were knee high to a grasshopper!".
Warren gave a noise that could be called a 'squeak'. He turned around to see an old rich lady, who promptly hugged him tightly, kissing his cheeks.
"Uuhhhh helllo Mrs Bitterman", said Warren with a nervous chuckle, "what are you doing here?".
"Having some time in this great casino!", said Bitterman, "my look how you've...grown".
The old womans eyes fell on Warren's wings. Warren cleared his throat and ruffled them nervously.
"Yes...those..erm..well...".
Bitterman reached out an old hand to touch one.
"My my my, how..interesting", she said, "wasn't sure if mutations coulld occur in such....regal blood".
Magneto looked just about ready to clop this woman across the head with something heavy, but instead chose to vent his frustrations by making a one- arm-bandit explode, showering money everywhere. Bitterman smiled at the remaning few stood behind Warren, lucky for them Hank, Mystique and Sabertooth had gone walkabouts. She offered them all a smile, then put her hand up to Forge, palm up.
"How", she said, then said very slowly, "are-you-enjoying-the-casi-no?. Make-shiney-mon-ey".
Warren groaned, slapping his face. Forge's eye twitched ever so slightly.
"Very-much-thank-you", he said back, equally as slowly, "i'm-an-invent-or. Make-good-in-come".
THAT confused Bitterman no end. She blinked several times, then decided she didn't know how to deal with Forge and flounced over to start a conversation with Xavier, who seemed ready to wheel away as fast as his chair could take him the second he noticed this.
"Sorry", said Warren, giving Forge his best 'i really am so very very sorry' smile, "she's old and...not really with the whole..new ideas thing...".
Forge stared at him for a long time.
"Your middle name is Kenneth?", he finally said.
Warren blinked, well, that was better than being on the buisness end of a hissy fit..
"Yes", said Warren, "yes it is. And you have no right to laugh Mr 'I don't have a Real name'".
"I have a real name", said Forge, crossing his arms, "i just choose not to let anyone know".
"Why?", asked Jason, walking over and rasiing an eyebrow, he has escaped Bitterman by being 'too monkey-looking'.
Forge breathed a long sigh.
"My parents decided to follow the 'trend' when i was born, it was the sixties, so they decided to give their one and only son a unique and different name, one that would make him stand out from the crowd", he paused, "i have NEVER forgiven them for that".
"What IS your real name?", asked Warren
"You will never, ever know", said Forge, "i refused to be assiociated with it from the moment i could logically think...i must have been about 4 months old".
"It's Susan, isn't it?", asked Logan a grin forming on his face, "oh please tell me it's Susan".
Forge gave him a deadpan look.
"No, it's not Susan".
"Is it Forest?", tried Logan again, only to have Forge roll his eyes at him and walk off, Logan following behind, "Peachblossom?, Sunflower?, Pochahontas?".
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A little while later and everyone had divided up. Ororo and Mystique had hit the one-arm-bandits, Magneto and Xavier had gone for the roulette wheel. Logan had got bored of quizzing Forge about his real name, and had decided to go and eat the '99 cents lobster meal' with Hank. Warren was still trapped with the rich old lady. Jason and Sabertooth, being the only Acolytes after Magneto 'ditched' them had decided to see a magic show. The star attraction was a huge snow tiger named Rabid. The poor thing had seen better days, and it was breaking Sabertooth's heart to see one of his fellow felines being made to do...ugh, tricks. Cats didn't preform, cats were..well, they were cats!
"Make a distraction", he said, turning to Jason, who looked about ready to fall asleep from sheer boredom, like Warren, he had enough money not to care about being in a casino, and this magic act was less to be desired.
"You know they wont let you keep it", he said, "if they wont let Warren keep a baby Aligator, they wont let you keep a 600 pound tiger".
"Who said i was gonna keep her?", said Sabertooth, "i'm gonna set her free".
"In the middle of town?"
"Yeah", said Sabertooth, "she'll find a home in the mountains and she can leap over my arm, like that whale did, as some guy sings 'Born Free'".
Jason blinked, several times.
"Have you been sniffing catnip again?".
Sabertooth gave a low growl.
"Just make with the hocus pocus, huh?".
Jason rolled his eyes. On stage, the Great Fantismo had just put Rabid into a box. He was waving his hands drimatically when the tiger suddenly appeared next to him. The look on the magicians face suggested that wasn't supposed to happen. Jason put his feet up on the back of his chair as the crowd screamed.
"Now THIS is a show".
As the crowd panicked, Sabertooth leapt, invisible to all, onto the stage, opened the box and freed Rabid. He slung the big cat over his shoulder and ran out. A few minutes later, the panicking crowd stopped panicking as the tiger they had been watching vanished into thin air.
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Magneto, despite Xavier's condoning look, was having GREAT fun stopping the roulette wheel exactly where he wanted it. Xavier had made a few comments about cheating running in the family, which Magneto had chosen to ignore.
"Come on black 13", he said, for the beifit of the crowd, "papa needs a new box-set of metal exective toys".
As the ball spun, Magneto simply made it slip into the right nook.
~Magnus, we are attracting security, lets move along, mmmm?~
Magneto sighed, he HATED when Xavier did that.
~Oh fine, spoil all my fun...big meanie~
As they turned away, heading to the Blackjack table, they noticed a very familar figure hunched over his hand of cards. Both men looked at each other, then at the figure. Magneto stepped forward and tapped the figure on the shoulder.
"Gambit?".
Remy gave a squeak of absolute terror throwing his cards in the air and falling off his stool. He blinked up, dazed, before he focused on Magneto and Xavier and stood up with the best amount of dignity he could muster.
"Bonjour".
Magneto blinked, several times.
"Remy...", he said slowly, "why are you here? You're supposed to be watching the kids".
Remy glanced around nervously.
"Remy was watching the kids", he said, "Remy just come for some fun is all...Remy leave John and Piotr in charge".
"You left Pyro in Xavier's house...with just Colossus to guard him?", said Magneto, "how has his lighter?!!!".
Remy fished into his pocket, pulling out a zippo lighter with a sharks head design on it (X-2, anyone?).
"Remy got it right here", he said, then added quietly, "not that he needs it".
"He's hiding something!", said Xavier, "but he's...blocking me".
"Yeah", said Magneto giving a nervous laugh, "i..kind of taught him that...never saw it backfiring on me".
"Really?", said Xavier dryly, "well, lets just see..".
They turned to see Gambit making a break for it.
"Oh NO you dont!"
Gambit hadn't seen Logan dive at him until it was too late. The much shorter mutant tackled him to the ground and sat on his legs.
"LET GAMBIT GO!!", hollered the Cajun.
"You're going to sit down with us all and have a little...chat", said Magneto with a smile.
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There we go. A slightly smaller chappie i know. But the next one will be fulla fun. Gambit won't be here for long, so enjoy him while you can ;) Do review. Until next time...
By Todd Fan
Disclaimer: "You can't sing show tunes and be depressed"
***
Woooooo!! We have an answer to the greatest question of all time...well i think it is... Cuniculuphobia is the fear of Rabbits, Gods bless you Shel! *Gives Shel thousands of gallons of Todd Fan love* When trying to imagine Mrs Bitterman, try to imagine an older version of Mrs Montgomery from Dharma and Greg, and you have her ;)
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Chapter 16 - Money makes the world go round
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"Oh come on Warren, cheer up!", said Storm, giving him a poke, "this place is FULL of money. It's a Casino, you should feel right at home".
Warren gave a frustrated sigh. He didn't want to be here, he wanted to be looking for Cookie.
"I'm already a millionaire, what would i want to do in a casino? I could BUY this place!".
"Oh lucky you, heir to the Worthington fortune", quipped Logan, "where are ya gonna plant your next money tree?".
Magneto blinked.
"What DOES your father DO anyway?", he asked.
Warren paused, cocking his head ot the side.
"....I'd like to say it's something to do with cars....but i'm not sure..".
"Warren Kenneth Worthington, i haven't seen you since you were knee high to a grasshopper!".
Warren gave a noise that could be called a 'squeak'. He turned around to see an old rich lady, who promptly hugged him tightly, kissing his cheeks.
"Uuhhhh helllo Mrs Bitterman", said Warren with a nervous chuckle, "what are you doing here?".
"Having some time in this great casino!", said Bitterman, "my look how you've...grown".
The old womans eyes fell on Warren's wings. Warren cleared his throat and ruffled them nervously.
"Yes...those..erm..well...".
Bitterman reached out an old hand to touch one.
"My my my, how..interesting", she said, "wasn't sure if mutations coulld occur in such....regal blood".
Magneto looked just about ready to clop this woman across the head with something heavy, but instead chose to vent his frustrations by making a one- arm-bandit explode, showering money everywhere. Bitterman smiled at the remaning few stood behind Warren, lucky for them Hank, Mystique and Sabertooth had gone walkabouts. She offered them all a smile, then put her hand up to Forge, palm up.
"How", she said, then said very slowly, "are-you-enjoying-the-casi-no?. Make-shiney-mon-ey".
Warren groaned, slapping his face. Forge's eye twitched ever so slightly.
"Very-much-thank-you", he said back, equally as slowly, "i'm-an-invent-or. Make-good-in-come".
THAT confused Bitterman no end. She blinked several times, then decided she didn't know how to deal with Forge and flounced over to start a conversation with Xavier, who seemed ready to wheel away as fast as his chair could take him the second he noticed this.
"Sorry", said Warren, giving Forge his best 'i really am so very very sorry' smile, "she's old and...not really with the whole..new ideas thing...".
Forge stared at him for a long time.
"Your middle name is Kenneth?", he finally said.
Warren blinked, well, that was better than being on the buisness end of a hissy fit..
"Yes", said Warren, "yes it is. And you have no right to laugh Mr 'I don't have a Real name'".
"I have a real name", said Forge, crossing his arms, "i just choose not to let anyone know".
"Why?", asked Jason, walking over and rasiing an eyebrow, he has escaped Bitterman by being 'too monkey-looking'.
Forge breathed a long sigh.
"My parents decided to follow the 'trend' when i was born, it was the sixties, so they decided to give their one and only son a unique and different name, one that would make him stand out from the crowd", he paused, "i have NEVER forgiven them for that".
"What IS your real name?", asked Warren
"You will never, ever know", said Forge, "i refused to be assiociated with it from the moment i could logically think...i must have been about 4 months old".
"It's Susan, isn't it?", asked Logan a grin forming on his face, "oh please tell me it's Susan".
Forge gave him a deadpan look.
"No, it's not Susan".
"Is it Forest?", tried Logan again, only to have Forge roll his eyes at him and walk off, Logan following behind, "Peachblossom?, Sunflower?, Pochahontas?".
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A little while later and everyone had divided up. Ororo and Mystique had hit the one-arm-bandits, Magneto and Xavier had gone for the roulette wheel. Logan had got bored of quizzing Forge about his real name, and had decided to go and eat the '99 cents lobster meal' with Hank. Warren was still trapped with the rich old lady. Jason and Sabertooth, being the only Acolytes after Magneto 'ditched' them had decided to see a magic show. The star attraction was a huge snow tiger named Rabid. The poor thing had seen better days, and it was breaking Sabertooth's heart to see one of his fellow felines being made to do...ugh, tricks. Cats didn't preform, cats were..well, they were cats!
"Make a distraction", he said, turning to Jason, who looked about ready to fall asleep from sheer boredom, like Warren, he had enough money not to care about being in a casino, and this magic act was less to be desired.
"You know they wont let you keep it", he said, "if they wont let Warren keep a baby Aligator, they wont let you keep a 600 pound tiger".
"Who said i was gonna keep her?", said Sabertooth, "i'm gonna set her free".
"In the middle of town?"
"Yeah", said Sabertooth, "she'll find a home in the mountains and she can leap over my arm, like that whale did, as some guy sings 'Born Free'".
Jason blinked, several times.
"Have you been sniffing catnip again?".
Sabertooth gave a low growl.
"Just make with the hocus pocus, huh?".
Jason rolled his eyes. On stage, the Great Fantismo had just put Rabid into a box. He was waving his hands drimatically when the tiger suddenly appeared next to him. The look on the magicians face suggested that wasn't supposed to happen. Jason put his feet up on the back of his chair as the crowd screamed.
"Now THIS is a show".
As the crowd panicked, Sabertooth leapt, invisible to all, onto the stage, opened the box and freed Rabid. He slung the big cat over his shoulder and ran out. A few minutes later, the panicking crowd stopped panicking as the tiger they had been watching vanished into thin air.
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Magneto, despite Xavier's condoning look, was having GREAT fun stopping the roulette wheel exactly where he wanted it. Xavier had made a few comments about cheating running in the family, which Magneto had chosen to ignore.
"Come on black 13", he said, for the beifit of the crowd, "papa needs a new box-set of metal exective toys".
As the ball spun, Magneto simply made it slip into the right nook.
~Magnus, we are attracting security, lets move along, mmmm?~
Magneto sighed, he HATED when Xavier did that.
~Oh fine, spoil all my fun...big meanie~
As they turned away, heading to the Blackjack table, they noticed a very familar figure hunched over his hand of cards. Both men looked at each other, then at the figure. Magneto stepped forward and tapped the figure on the shoulder.
"Gambit?".
Remy gave a squeak of absolute terror throwing his cards in the air and falling off his stool. He blinked up, dazed, before he focused on Magneto and Xavier and stood up with the best amount of dignity he could muster.
"Bonjour".
Magneto blinked, several times.
"Remy...", he said slowly, "why are you here? You're supposed to be watching the kids".
Remy glanced around nervously.
"Remy was watching the kids", he said, "Remy just come for some fun is all...Remy leave John and Piotr in charge".
"You left Pyro in Xavier's house...with just Colossus to guard him?", said Magneto, "how has his lighter?!!!".
Remy fished into his pocket, pulling out a zippo lighter with a sharks head design on it (X-2, anyone?).
"Remy got it right here", he said, then added quietly, "not that he needs it".
"He's hiding something!", said Xavier, "but he's...blocking me".
"Yeah", said Magneto giving a nervous laugh, "i..kind of taught him that...never saw it backfiring on me".
"Really?", said Xavier dryly, "well, lets just see..".
They turned to see Gambit making a break for it.
"Oh NO you dont!"
Gambit hadn't seen Logan dive at him until it was too late. The much shorter mutant tackled him to the ground and sat on his legs.
"LET GAMBIT GO!!", hollered the Cajun.
"You're going to sit down with us all and have a little...chat", said Magneto with a smile.
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There we go. A slightly smaller chappie i know. But the next one will be fulla fun. Gambit won't be here for long, so enjoy him while you can ;) Do review. Until next time...