Teacher Training
By Todd Fan
Disclaimer: "Candlelight...privacy...music. Can't think of a better place for hand-to-hand combat!"
*** Okay my dear reader, i shall be going on holiday from the 23rd to the 30th, so no fics from me after then. Hopefully, i'll get LOTS of inspiration while i'm away, and i'll take my minds with me to be sure ;)
Todd: The seaside the seaside, we're going to the seaside!!!!
Wanda:...It's two hours from the house, and they call it a holiday?
Remy: But it will be a week from de house..in a caravan!
Wanda:..oh joy
Oh the song Caliban sings is from Phantom of the Opera, for my good friend Shel. See, i promised he'd sing it ;).
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Chapter 19 - Ororo Munroe's unique perception of life
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"Lousy good for nothing...Jive Turkey".
Forge muttered to himself as he made his way back along the hotel hallway. Logan had finally escaped him by running into a pet shop, then making sure there was a cage-full of rabbits between Forge and himself. Forge had given up after a while, told Logan he would 'get him eventually' and left. Now all he needed to do was sit down and make a whole new arm....goodie. THIS is why his mother had told him to make a spare. But since when did offspring ever listen to their parents?. He had just turned into the hallway that led to everyone's rooms when he noticed a huge tiger sitting in the hall. Rabid glanced up at Forge and gave a snarl, before charging at him.
"Aggghhhhhh!!!".
Forge made a desperate leap into the nearest room, just as Rabid smacked against it, he closed the door. He turned around to see a pile of orange juice bottles in the middle of the floor. Suddenly, the bottles moved.
"Aggggghhhhh!!!".
The bottles shited again and Storm's head popped out from under them.
"Hello Forge", she said with a sad sigh.
Forge blinked, glancing around for a possible hidden camera.
"Ororo?", he said slowly, "are you...okay?".
"No, i broke up with Clint"
Forge supressed a happy dance. Instead he cleared his throat.
"Oh...that's..err...awful", he tried.
"I know you hated him", said Storm, matter-of-factly.
"Oh", said Forge, then pointed at the bottles and Storm's state, "Are you drunk again?".
"No, Mystique locked the liquor cabinet after the last...incident. I've been drinking this orange juice stuff", said Ororo, picking up a bottle of orangeade
"How many bottles?", asked Forge, gesturing to the mountain of empty bottles from whence Storm had crawled from under.
"I don't know....a MILLION!", said Ororo.
"Are you trying to make a anti-scurvy campaign or something?", asked Forge wide-eyed.
"No, i'm depressed!", said Storm, "and i hate men, men are pigs, pigs, pigs, PIGS!".
Forge backed away slowly, only to hear Rabid scratching at the door. He contemplated for a second taking his chances with the tiger, before sighing and sitting down, watching as Storm downed another bottle of orange juice.
*****
"Why are we here again?".
Warren gave Hank another glare.
"Because Wolverine said he had picked up Cookie's scent down here and he was going to help me find her", said Warren, "and you all said you'd help too".
"But a sewer?", said Magneto shuddering, "it's so...dirty".
Indeed, Hank, Mystique, Warren, Logan and Magneto were walking along the sewers. Logan had been more than happy to help Warren find Cookie. It meant he had a few hours away from the hotel..and thus a few hours to give Forge the chance of calming down...hopefully. Xavier had smugly got out of this little 'trip' pointing out he couldn't get his wheelchair into the sewers. Magneto had begun to point out he could float the chair in, when he suddenly got a huge migrane and forgot all about it until he had entered the sewers. Storm had locked herself in her room and refused to speak to anyone and..for some reason..a large tiger was sat outside Sabertooth's room. As both Sabertooth and Jason were missing, the others could only make vague guesses at where they were, ranging from being lost in a desert, to joining a traveling cabiret bar.
"This is RUINING my new shoes", said Mystique, sloshing around in the water
"Oh shut up", said Hank, "it'll take WEEKS to get this smell out of my fur".
"This way!", said Logan, pointing down a drainage system, "we're getting close".
"I'm coming Cookie!", shouted Warren.
"Can anyone else hear singing?", asked Magneto, blinking.
"Silently the senses, Abandon their defenses, Helpless to resist the notes I write, For I compose the music of the night".
Logan turnned a corer where Caliban was happily singing to himself. Caliban gave a squeak of terror.
"Okay, my powerssss are sssstarting to REALLY ssssslip!", he said moodily.
Warren, however, was glaring at Scaleface as she snuggled close to Cookie.
"Give me back my aligator!".
"YOUR aligator?!!!", said Scaleface, "Fluffy is MY aligator!".
"Her name is COOKIE!!!", said Warren.
Hank paused, cocking his head as he watched Scaleface and Warren stare each other down.
"You know...i have a solution to this problem....".
*****
Meanwhile, Forge had given up on escaping from the girls' room. Rabid had decided to sleep right in front of the door, so he had eneded up watching the 'Back to the Future' Tilogy. This, of course, had come on the condition that Forge was not to get ANY ideas from it, at all. Though Ororo had pondered if a hoverboard would bribe Evan home. Forge winced as the Doc Brown put some very odd looking contraption on his head, claming he could read Marty's thoughts with it.
"Why do geniuses always have to follow the deranged manic stereotype?", he asked, "I mean...I'm not like that.....am i?".
Storm pondered this, before giving her honest opinion.
"I feel you should have an underground lair".
"Oh..gee...thanks", said Forge dryly, absent-mindedly scratching the thin air that WOULD have been his arm.
This made Ororo sit up grinning.
"Oooooh, you suffer from Phantom pains, spoooookiiiieee!", she said.
Forge blinked, looked at his arm and groaned.
"Awww man, you'd think i'd have stopped that now!", he said.
"What's it like?", said Ororo, looking like a school-kid, "is it freaky?".
"Yes, very", said Forge, "now stop making me think about it".
"Sorry", said Ororo, "Hey, if Giliagan and the Professor could make a movie theatre, why couldn't they just make a boat and get off the island?".
Forge blinked at this completely random question. He hadn't seen Ororo drink any more orange juice all night....he was starting to worry about her.
"...Errr...because Gilligan's an idiot?", he tried.
"Mmmm..must be", said Ororo.
She then made an odd snorting sound before passing out against Forge's shoulder.
"Err..'Ro?", said Forge giving her a poke.
Ororo mumbeled something incoherent and started to snore. Forge sighed, scooping her up with his one good arm to lie her on the bed. He put a blanket over and sighed as she settled into sleep. Forge shook his head in amusement before sitting down on the floor at the foot of the bed, continuing to watch the movie.
*****
Down in the Morlock tunnels, quite a crowd had gathered. Warren and Scaleface stood on either side of a long tunnel, Cookie place between them.
"Okay", said Hank with a grin, proud of his briliant idea, "Are you both clear on the rules?".
"Yeah", said Warren, "i call the Gator..and she calls the Gator, and we see who COOKIE goes to".
"Well, FLUFFY will obviously come to me", said Scaleface, "i'm more of her kind than bird-boy".
"I hatched her!", said Warren, "you just found her and stole her".
"At least I didn't flush her down the toilet!", snapped Scaleface.
"I DIDN'T!!", said Warren, "Sabertooth did!".
"Excuses, excuses", shot back Scaleface, "face it, you're a bad parent!".
"Take that back!".
"NO!".
SCRRRRREEEEEEECCCCHHHHHHH
Both mutants fell silent and winced as Logan scraped his claws along the side of a sewer wall.
"Lets just get this over with, huh?", he said, "i'm hungry".
Warren and Scaleface stared at each other, before each begining to call the aligator between them.
"Here Cookie, come back to Warren, i love you".
"I love you MORE Fluffy, come to me!".
Fluffy/Cookie glanced from one to the other. She paused, pondering her options, before making her choice.
****
Whaohahahahahhahahhahahahha. And that's all you get until i return in a week!!!!! Neh, just pulling your legs, i'm not THAT cruel. Click on to the next and *sniff* final chapter.
By Todd Fan
Disclaimer: "Candlelight...privacy...music. Can't think of a better place for hand-to-hand combat!"
*** Okay my dear reader, i shall be going on holiday from the 23rd to the 30th, so no fics from me after then. Hopefully, i'll get LOTS of inspiration while i'm away, and i'll take my minds with me to be sure ;)
Todd: The seaside the seaside, we're going to the seaside!!!!
Wanda:...It's two hours from the house, and they call it a holiday?
Remy: But it will be a week from de house..in a caravan!
Wanda:..oh joy
Oh the song Caliban sings is from Phantom of the Opera, for my good friend Shel. See, i promised he'd sing it ;).
****
Chapter 19 - Ororo Munroe's unique perception of life
****
"Lousy good for nothing...Jive Turkey".
Forge muttered to himself as he made his way back along the hotel hallway. Logan had finally escaped him by running into a pet shop, then making sure there was a cage-full of rabbits between Forge and himself. Forge had given up after a while, told Logan he would 'get him eventually' and left. Now all he needed to do was sit down and make a whole new arm....goodie. THIS is why his mother had told him to make a spare. But since when did offspring ever listen to their parents?. He had just turned into the hallway that led to everyone's rooms when he noticed a huge tiger sitting in the hall. Rabid glanced up at Forge and gave a snarl, before charging at him.
"Aggghhhhhh!!!".
Forge made a desperate leap into the nearest room, just as Rabid smacked against it, he closed the door. He turned around to see a pile of orange juice bottles in the middle of the floor. Suddenly, the bottles moved.
"Aggggghhhhh!!!".
The bottles shited again and Storm's head popped out from under them.
"Hello Forge", she said with a sad sigh.
Forge blinked, glancing around for a possible hidden camera.
"Ororo?", he said slowly, "are you...okay?".
"No, i broke up with Clint"
Forge supressed a happy dance. Instead he cleared his throat.
"Oh...that's..err...awful", he tried.
"I know you hated him", said Storm, matter-of-factly.
"Oh", said Forge, then pointed at the bottles and Storm's state, "Are you drunk again?".
"No, Mystique locked the liquor cabinet after the last...incident. I've been drinking this orange juice stuff", said Ororo, picking up a bottle of orangeade
"How many bottles?", asked Forge, gesturing to the mountain of empty bottles from whence Storm had crawled from under.
"I don't know....a MILLION!", said Ororo.
"Are you trying to make a anti-scurvy campaign or something?", asked Forge wide-eyed.
"No, i'm depressed!", said Storm, "and i hate men, men are pigs, pigs, pigs, PIGS!".
Forge backed away slowly, only to hear Rabid scratching at the door. He contemplated for a second taking his chances with the tiger, before sighing and sitting down, watching as Storm downed another bottle of orange juice.
*****
"Why are we here again?".
Warren gave Hank another glare.
"Because Wolverine said he had picked up Cookie's scent down here and he was going to help me find her", said Warren, "and you all said you'd help too".
"But a sewer?", said Magneto shuddering, "it's so...dirty".
Indeed, Hank, Mystique, Warren, Logan and Magneto were walking along the sewers. Logan had been more than happy to help Warren find Cookie. It meant he had a few hours away from the hotel..and thus a few hours to give Forge the chance of calming down...hopefully. Xavier had smugly got out of this little 'trip' pointing out he couldn't get his wheelchair into the sewers. Magneto had begun to point out he could float the chair in, when he suddenly got a huge migrane and forgot all about it until he had entered the sewers. Storm had locked herself in her room and refused to speak to anyone and..for some reason..a large tiger was sat outside Sabertooth's room. As both Sabertooth and Jason were missing, the others could only make vague guesses at where they were, ranging from being lost in a desert, to joining a traveling cabiret bar.
"This is RUINING my new shoes", said Mystique, sloshing around in the water
"Oh shut up", said Hank, "it'll take WEEKS to get this smell out of my fur".
"This way!", said Logan, pointing down a drainage system, "we're getting close".
"I'm coming Cookie!", shouted Warren.
"Can anyone else hear singing?", asked Magneto, blinking.
"Silently the senses, Abandon their defenses, Helpless to resist the notes I write, For I compose the music of the night".
Logan turnned a corer where Caliban was happily singing to himself. Caliban gave a squeak of terror.
"Okay, my powerssss are sssstarting to REALLY ssssslip!", he said moodily.
Warren, however, was glaring at Scaleface as she snuggled close to Cookie.
"Give me back my aligator!".
"YOUR aligator?!!!", said Scaleface, "Fluffy is MY aligator!".
"Her name is COOKIE!!!", said Warren.
Hank paused, cocking his head as he watched Scaleface and Warren stare each other down.
"You know...i have a solution to this problem....".
*****
Meanwhile, Forge had given up on escaping from the girls' room. Rabid had decided to sleep right in front of the door, so he had eneded up watching the 'Back to the Future' Tilogy. This, of course, had come on the condition that Forge was not to get ANY ideas from it, at all. Though Ororo had pondered if a hoverboard would bribe Evan home. Forge winced as the Doc Brown put some very odd looking contraption on his head, claming he could read Marty's thoughts with it.
"Why do geniuses always have to follow the deranged manic stereotype?", he asked, "I mean...I'm not like that.....am i?".
Storm pondered this, before giving her honest opinion.
"I feel you should have an underground lair".
"Oh..gee...thanks", said Forge dryly, absent-mindedly scratching the thin air that WOULD have been his arm.
This made Ororo sit up grinning.
"Oooooh, you suffer from Phantom pains, spoooookiiiieee!", she said.
Forge blinked, looked at his arm and groaned.
"Awww man, you'd think i'd have stopped that now!", he said.
"What's it like?", said Ororo, looking like a school-kid, "is it freaky?".
"Yes, very", said Forge, "now stop making me think about it".
"Sorry", said Ororo, "Hey, if Giliagan and the Professor could make a movie theatre, why couldn't they just make a boat and get off the island?".
Forge blinked at this completely random question. He hadn't seen Ororo drink any more orange juice all night....he was starting to worry about her.
"...Errr...because Gilligan's an idiot?", he tried.
"Mmmm..must be", said Ororo.
She then made an odd snorting sound before passing out against Forge's shoulder.
"Err..'Ro?", said Forge giving her a poke.
Ororo mumbeled something incoherent and started to snore. Forge sighed, scooping her up with his one good arm to lie her on the bed. He put a blanket over and sighed as she settled into sleep. Forge shook his head in amusement before sitting down on the floor at the foot of the bed, continuing to watch the movie.
*****
Down in the Morlock tunnels, quite a crowd had gathered. Warren and Scaleface stood on either side of a long tunnel, Cookie place between them.
"Okay", said Hank with a grin, proud of his briliant idea, "Are you both clear on the rules?".
"Yeah", said Warren, "i call the Gator..and she calls the Gator, and we see who COOKIE goes to".
"Well, FLUFFY will obviously come to me", said Scaleface, "i'm more of her kind than bird-boy".
"I hatched her!", said Warren, "you just found her and stole her".
"At least I didn't flush her down the toilet!", snapped Scaleface.
"I DIDN'T!!", said Warren, "Sabertooth did!".
"Excuses, excuses", shot back Scaleface, "face it, you're a bad parent!".
"Take that back!".
"NO!".
SCRRRRREEEEEEECCCCHHHHHHH
Both mutants fell silent and winced as Logan scraped his claws along the side of a sewer wall.
"Lets just get this over with, huh?", he said, "i'm hungry".
Warren and Scaleface stared at each other, before each begining to call the aligator between them.
"Here Cookie, come back to Warren, i love you".
"I love you MORE Fluffy, come to me!".
Fluffy/Cookie glanced from one to the other. She paused, pondering her options, before making her choice.
****
Whaohahahahahhahahhahahahha. And that's all you get until i return in a week!!!!! Neh, just pulling your legs, i'm not THAT cruel. Click on to the next and *sniff* final chapter.