Ribbetfrog-now you know! The ice-cream selling businesses appealed to him, don't ask me why!
WormmonABC I would but the links I got didn't work!
Bri-Yami-neko I'll see what I can do, I had a feeling gravity was hiding something from me, naughty gravity!
Nightcrawling Elf, I couldn't agree more. But it was a TERRIBLE accident that stopped this, the poor lifeguard…
And that's just the responding-to-reviews-section! Thanks everyone, nice to know some people are reading it! Well anyway, this section took longer to write cos it involved board meetings with members of the board. Yeah. Ok, I'm getting inspiration from my friends through e-mail, which is a kind of board meeting. Kind of.
"The Jean Genie lives on his back The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks He's outrageous, he screams and he bawls Jean Genie let yourself go!" sang Jean Jean.
(It's on the radio now, in the words of Charles, 'I couldn't resist it')
"Ok Jean, thank you," gibbered BEAST, "but if I want to hear I'll turn on the radio sugar!"
"I, just love that song though cos it has my name in HANK," she replied fluttering her eyelids behind her Elton John glasses.
"I'm driving I chose the song," said BEAST, "and I want to hear a song about STOATS!"
"Hmm," thought Charles, "I'll see what I can do."
(I LOVE STOATS! STOATS ARE COOL! GO STOAT GO!)
"OH NO!" said a shocked Charles.
"VAT VAT VAT!" pleaded Kurt. (He want's a vat)
"THERE ARE NO SONGS ANYWHERE ABOUT STOATS!"
And everyone cried.
"I shall sing a song I wrote myself," announced Scott, "ahem;
Pickled eggs, from pickled chickens,
Taste so nice, specially with Charles Dickens,
I love salad cream and tommy sauce,
Let's go and dress a horse!
We are so great, we love the fox,
The fat fox, rox my sox!
La la la doo doo lah.
Beebody dah!
Let's kill cheese with large brooms of fudge,
And let's throw beans at elefunts.
The sky is bright and sunny,
Ha ha that's so funny!
A few hours later-
"So, Beastie, what stops us all flying around?" asked Bobby.
"Well, many people want you to believe it's just gravity, but I think I can prove it that actually, a veeeeeery thin layer of honey butter."*
"Wow, that's like, so deep!"
"I know my child, use this knowledge wisely."
"Aren't we there yet?" asked Scott, "cos after that handy time leap in the last chapter, weren't we 'nearing the beach'? Cos we've been going for ages!"
"Yes, that is a puzzling thought," muttered Jean Jean.
"Oh well, as long as we get there in the end! I'm so excited! EEEE!" squealed Logan.
"Companions, turn your gaze to 70 degrees north, you shall see an uplifting sight!" boomed Rogue.
"There you go again!" wailed Jean Jean, "WHY WHY WHY!"
Nevertheless they looked in the aforementioned direction. There was the door to the beach! THE DOOR TO THE BEACH!
"wow." Said Charles completely gob smacked.
"Sorry," apologised BEAST, "the wind blew my hand in you face!"
"Yeah right!"
"SILENCE! NO ARGUING!" shouted Charles.
"He started it!" protested Kurt.
"Silence!"
"I-"
"Shush!"
And the van neared the doors to the beach.
"Children, children, children, 'tis time for us to sing the great X-Men-At-The-Beach-Song!" announced Charles taking his wheelchair/hovercraft onto the roof of the van.
"Hang on," said Scott.
"WHAT NOW?"
"Er, well, wasn't Kurt Spanish? We seem to have forgotten that, can we just, clear that up?" when he said that he kind of went up and down with his finger to emphasise his point. EMPHASISE!
"Oh yeah, thanks for reminding me! Kurt, are you Spanish?"
"Vell, I thought zat because I seemed to learn Eenglish really fast, I mean I'm near perfect and no vun else speaks anozer language, zat I may az vell learn Spanish." And he shrugged. Shoulders go, up down.
"Hmmm, you're traces-of-an-accent are going into weirder areas you know," commented Logan.
"Vell so vud yurs if you ver as vunderberg as ve! I have suzh a huve brain so zat I am fluent in ezery langvidge under ze sun zat my accent got confused."
"O-KAY! Now let's sing the song eh?" interrupted Charles.
"If you say so," mumbled everyone.
(I will not say a specific person, just everyone.)
"Ahem, this is the great X-Men-At-The-Beach-Song!" shouted Charles at the top of his little bald lungs, "and may The Force be with you!)
The X-Men arranged themselves in a suitable manner doing the correct poses which were to pinch the top of their noses and point their toes, point, point.
"LET US SING," bellowed Rogue.
And they did, for 15 hours, here's the abridged version:
"BOOOM! BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOOM!" started BEAST.
"We are happy, we are good,
We're from a classy neighbourhood,
We've come to the beach to have some fun,
To enjoy the sand, the sea and sun!" they started in kind of unison.
Logan then stepped forward with a long, white flowing robe on and sung in a high pitched, but graceful voice,
"The beach, the beach,
Eat a peach, eat a peach,
We are the X-Men at the beach,
The X-Men at THE BEACH!"
Towards the end his voice grew in strength, volume and highness. Kurt and Scott tap-danced in from the side with straw hats perched on their heads at jaunty angles and holding canes out in front of them with both hands.
"Weeeaeeell, let's make a sand-hole!
Fill it with water!
Dunk fish in!
Start kissin'!
Cooooooooooos!
We are the X-Men!
The X-Men at the beach!
Singing a song,
A song like this!
Scott then slid forward on his knees,
"Siiiiiiiiiiiingiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnggggggg-"
Then Kurt joined him,
"A SOOOOOOOOOOOOONNGGGGGGG!"
Jean Jean and Rogue were doing some kind of ballet moves, at least, I think it was ballet."
"La. LA. LAAAAAA.
We are graceful,
Sand is good.
WE love THE beach."
And then they went off. Yeah. There's was very short cos they were very naughty and didn't spend much time on their section. Finally, Charles and BEAST kind of 'jived' into the designated dancing/singing space.
"Yo, yo!" started Beast.
"Yo I'm the bald Prof,
The smart man bof,
Me chair has wheels,
Me legs no feels,
And I wicked,
Wi-wi-wi-wi-wicked!"
BEAST did a little drummy thing impression whilst Charles proceeded to break dance. Then, he stepped forward whilst Charles wiped the sand off his shiny forehead.
"I'm big,
And blue,
Big-big and blue!
Big,
And blue,
Big-big and blue!"
They then stood and sat back to wheelchair.
"Peace out dude!"
Here endeth the X-Men-At-The-Beach-Song.
"Wow, how was Charles break dancing?" asked a confused looking Jean Jean.
"The power of the Exploding Christmas Pudding," explained Rogue.
And they were ready to explore the delights of the beach. Wa-hey! Wow, two songs in one chapter, what an achievement!
"Is everything tickety-boo chaps?"
Oh the suspense! It's killing me, literally! Ack! Uh, splat. (Don't worry I'm not really dead!)
And in true reality TV style, you can now vote in who you want to feature in the next chapter! (Note: I won't take them seriously whoever they are)
1)Storm 2)Gambit 3)Talking Houseplant 4)Ernest the superduck 5)Talking house plant 6)JAMIE