This update has been a while in coming, mainly due to rubbish. Yup, this is
about version 5 of this chapter, and hopefully, it's better than versions 1-
4. I also wrote a movie story, which I'm still trying to decide whether to
put up or not. Oh well, ONWARDS MIGHTY STALLIONS!
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The X-Men were reclining in an upright position on Beach Squeaky. The few scattered plastic spoons and scraps of piñata were all that was left of their epic battle, finished only moments ago. Nearly every member of the motley crew was stuffing their faces with SWEETS! (Or candy, whatever you prefer!) A nearby dentist was tutting in their general direction and waving his mirror-on-a-stick thingy at them.
"Ah! What a perfect ending to my birthday!" said Kurt.
"You know what would make it even more perfect, er, an ending," said Scott sllllyly, "THE VILLAGE PEOPLE!"
And with that, the Village People leapt out from their crafty hideout under a rock and started to sing that classic ditty, 'YMCA'. Of course, the X-Men joined in. Of course they were dressed up as the Village People. And they had all grown dodgy moustaches. Even the girls. Cos that's what they do. Wear odd clothes. Yay.
"Young man!" started Charles shaking his hips in his chair of wheels and sweeping his finger that was in a pointing pose around the beach.
"There's no need to feel down!" continued Hank. He was the Red Indian.
"I said young man!" sang Charles, still rotating slightly, his biker jacket flapping in the wind.
"Pick yourself off the ground!" sang Logan. He was swaying from side to side and jumping up and down doing a weird shaky pointy thingy with his fingers.
"I said young man!" repeated Charles who was now holding his hands behind his shiny head and belly dancing.
"Cause you're new in a town!" joined in Bobby, shaking his whole body to the beat, his cowboy hat nestled snugly on his head.
"There's no need"
"To be," added Scott and Jean Jean, the policeman and other dude.
"UNHAPPY!" chorused the whole gang.
"Young man," sang Charles, this time peering through his little eyes and clawing at the air whilst growling. Trying to be sexy I think.
"There's a place you can go!" sang Logan the builder, who found a hammer on his tool belt and was swinging it round his head as he did that wavy thing with his arms.
"I said young man," the biker Charles said, going back to the belly dancing.
"When you're short of your dough," sang Scott, doing the train impression thing with his arms and chicken neck.
"You can stay there," trilled Hank doing a pirouette so his feathery hat thing fluttered in the wind.
"And I'm sure you will find," sand Jean Jean, who with the aid of her MIND powers was doing little loop the loops in the air.
"Many ways to have," started Bobby.
"A GOOD TIME!" shouted everyone.
"It's fun to stay at the," this time sung by the real Village People.
"YMCA!" yelled the Village X-Men, leaning in from the left and right, before promptly going again.
"It's fun to stay at the," sang the Village People again.
"YMCA!"
"They have everything for young men to enjoy!" sang the Real Village People, hereon known as the RVP.
"You can hang out with all the boys!" finished Charles, doing wild movements with his eyebrows.
"ABRIDGED VERSION!" yelled Hank. So they did an abridged version and skipped some of it.
"Young man!" Charles sang.
"I was once in your shoes!" sang Jean Jean, hands on hips and rotating slowly.
"I said I was down and out with the blues!" sang Logan off key.
As the song continued in the background Scott muttered to Bobby,
"Do you actually know this bit?"
"Nope. I only know the chorus, woah!"
"It's fun to stay at the," sang RVP.
"YMCA!"
"It's fun to stay at the,"
"YMCA!"
"FREESTYLE!" roared Charles at the top of his little bald lungs even though he had no idea what that meant. And so the Village X-Men teamed up with the Village People versions of themselves and sang whatever they wanted.
"YMCA! YMCA! YMCA! YMCA!" repeated Jean Jean and Hank, who were really getting into it, although they got the dance moves mixed up with the macarena.
"Young man!" shouted Charles very high pitched-ly. He also started indicating at various young men who were also on the beach. They were afraid. Very afraid.
Bobby and Logan stood around rotating and doing graceful arm movements. The Village People continued to sing.
"Hey Kurt, whaddya think?" asked Scott whilst still boogieing.
"I, it's, I'm sorry I'm just so emotional!" wailed Kurt, tears in his little yellow eyes.
"Anything for you little blue buddy!" said Scott, spreading his arms wide.
"Vell, vhere did you find zhem?" asked Kurt, "zhey must be so popular, vhen did you meet zhem, how did you get zhere number? Oh I'm so excited!"
"Weeeell, remember that time I kind of got stranded in the middle of a desert in Mexico, who knows in what craaaaaazy way I got there, but there you go, there were some very vicious racoon wolves, that were badly animated, well, after I fell down the cliff of doom, after trudging through a desert and attacking the racoon wolves, but I was still bright and perky, these very suspect looking so called 'oil rig workers' came and went, 'hey! Let's take this guy to our secret love lair!' and it turned out they were actually the Village People and they wrote their phone number on a piece of their ripped shirts and gave it to me so I phoned them and booked them for your birthday!"
"Zhat is such an emotional story mein freund!" sobbed Kurt, now nearly in hysterics, "I LOVE YA BIG GUY!"
"Er, yeah."
Charles laughed evilly and hovered away.
And so the party ended. And everyone was happy. But the X-Men cleaned up their rubbish, for they care for the environment! So they got in their van and drove off, to who knows what kind of adventure awaited them. Tune in next time folks!
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Yay! I like this version of this chapter! I couldn't resist the X-Men jiving to the Village People. And those people in the desert really do remind me of the Village People. When I first saw that episode I kept humming YMCA. Ja. So um, yeah. If you read chapter 1 you will see where I was setting this up, but I forgot. Aw. But then I remembered. Yay! And now, I bid you adieu.
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The X-Men were reclining in an upright position on Beach Squeaky. The few scattered plastic spoons and scraps of piñata were all that was left of their epic battle, finished only moments ago. Nearly every member of the motley crew was stuffing their faces with SWEETS! (Or candy, whatever you prefer!) A nearby dentist was tutting in their general direction and waving his mirror-on-a-stick thingy at them.
"Ah! What a perfect ending to my birthday!" said Kurt.
"You know what would make it even more perfect, er, an ending," said Scott sllllyly, "THE VILLAGE PEOPLE!"
And with that, the Village People leapt out from their crafty hideout under a rock and started to sing that classic ditty, 'YMCA'. Of course, the X-Men joined in. Of course they were dressed up as the Village People. And they had all grown dodgy moustaches. Even the girls. Cos that's what they do. Wear odd clothes. Yay.
"Young man!" started Charles shaking his hips in his chair of wheels and sweeping his finger that was in a pointing pose around the beach.
"There's no need to feel down!" continued Hank. He was the Red Indian.
"I said young man!" sang Charles, still rotating slightly, his biker jacket flapping in the wind.
"Pick yourself off the ground!" sang Logan. He was swaying from side to side and jumping up and down doing a weird shaky pointy thingy with his fingers.
"I said young man!" repeated Charles who was now holding his hands behind his shiny head and belly dancing.
"Cause you're new in a town!" joined in Bobby, shaking his whole body to the beat, his cowboy hat nestled snugly on his head.
"There's no need"
"To be," added Scott and Jean Jean, the policeman and other dude.
"UNHAPPY!" chorused the whole gang.
"Young man," sang Charles, this time peering through his little eyes and clawing at the air whilst growling. Trying to be sexy I think.
"There's a place you can go!" sang Logan the builder, who found a hammer on his tool belt and was swinging it round his head as he did that wavy thing with his arms.
"I said young man," the biker Charles said, going back to the belly dancing.
"When you're short of your dough," sang Scott, doing the train impression thing with his arms and chicken neck.
"You can stay there," trilled Hank doing a pirouette so his feathery hat thing fluttered in the wind.
"And I'm sure you will find," sand Jean Jean, who with the aid of her MIND powers was doing little loop the loops in the air.
"Many ways to have," started Bobby.
"A GOOD TIME!" shouted everyone.
"It's fun to stay at the," this time sung by the real Village People.
"YMCA!" yelled the Village X-Men, leaning in from the left and right, before promptly going again.
"It's fun to stay at the," sang the Village People again.
"YMCA!"
"They have everything for young men to enjoy!" sang the Real Village People, hereon known as the RVP.
"You can hang out with all the boys!" finished Charles, doing wild movements with his eyebrows.
"ABRIDGED VERSION!" yelled Hank. So they did an abridged version and skipped some of it.
"Young man!" Charles sang.
"I was once in your shoes!" sang Jean Jean, hands on hips and rotating slowly.
"I said I was down and out with the blues!" sang Logan off key.
As the song continued in the background Scott muttered to Bobby,
"Do you actually know this bit?"
"Nope. I only know the chorus, woah!"
"It's fun to stay at the," sang RVP.
"YMCA!"
"It's fun to stay at the,"
"YMCA!"
"FREESTYLE!" roared Charles at the top of his little bald lungs even though he had no idea what that meant. And so the Village X-Men teamed up with the Village People versions of themselves and sang whatever they wanted.
"YMCA! YMCA! YMCA! YMCA!" repeated Jean Jean and Hank, who were really getting into it, although they got the dance moves mixed up with the macarena.
"Young man!" shouted Charles very high pitched-ly. He also started indicating at various young men who were also on the beach. They were afraid. Very afraid.
Bobby and Logan stood around rotating and doing graceful arm movements. The Village People continued to sing.
"Hey Kurt, whaddya think?" asked Scott whilst still boogieing.
"I, it's, I'm sorry I'm just so emotional!" wailed Kurt, tears in his little yellow eyes.
"Anything for you little blue buddy!" said Scott, spreading his arms wide.
"Vell, vhere did you find zhem?" asked Kurt, "zhey must be so popular, vhen did you meet zhem, how did you get zhere number? Oh I'm so excited!"
"Weeeell, remember that time I kind of got stranded in the middle of a desert in Mexico, who knows in what craaaaaazy way I got there, but there you go, there were some very vicious racoon wolves, that were badly animated, well, after I fell down the cliff of doom, after trudging through a desert and attacking the racoon wolves, but I was still bright and perky, these very suspect looking so called 'oil rig workers' came and went, 'hey! Let's take this guy to our secret love lair!' and it turned out they were actually the Village People and they wrote their phone number on a piece of their ripped shirts and gave it to me so I phoned them and booked them for your birthday!"
"Zhat is such an emotional story mein freund!" sobbed Kurt, now nearly in hysterics, "I LOVE YA BIG GUY!"
"Er, yeah."
Charles laughed evilly and hovered away.
And so the party ended. And everyone was happy. But the X-Men cleaned up their rubbish, for they care for the environment! So they got in their van and drove off, to who knows what kind of adventure awaited them. Tune in next time folks!
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Yay! I like this version of this chapter! I couldn't resist the X-Men jiving to the Village People. And those people in the desert really do remind me of the Village People. When I first saw that episode I kept humming YMCA. Ja. So um, yeah. If you read chapter 1 you will see where I was setting this up, but I forgot. Aw. But then I remembered. Yay! And now, I bid you adieu.