Okey Dokey, appologies for not being on in ages. I got grounded. Oops. Anyway, I'll never get grounded again, just for Anything but Ordinary and co. and The Four Minds, who are really cool.
Karla: So who are my next victims?
Kurt: Don't you mean patients?
Karla: Um... sure. Eheheheheh.
Kurt: You're evil aren't you?
Karla: No but my next pair is.
Kurt: Apocolypse and Sinister? Why do they need group therapy?
Karla: You'll see.
Apocolypse: See? She mentioned me first! I'm better.
Sinister: You're only trying to steal my glory!
Apocolypse: What glory? I'm immortal.
Sinister: Oh you are not! The thing on your neck is your weak point. Hear that X-Man?!
Kurt: Okaaaaaay...
Sinister: Now he knows! Bwahahahaha!
Apocolypse: That's my evil laugh! Give it back!
Karla: Office. Now.
Both: *trudge grudgingly into the office*
*in the office (simply because I like repeating myself)*
Karla: Now, you boys seem to have a serious problem with each other. Why is that?
Apocolypse: He keeps stealing my thunder. I mean, I'm the end of the world and all and I'm immortal and I'm brilliant and he just keeps harping in on my action!
Karla: I'm sure you have differences.
Apocolypse: We don't!
Karla: Subtle differences.
Sinister: Like what?
Karla: You're a Darwinist and he's not.
Apocolypse: See? Even you have to compare him to me!
Karla: I'm scared of you.
Apocolypse: Really?
Karla: Yes really! You're a scary @$$ mutant! I used to be afraid you ate children or something.
Sinister: They're quite good with a pinch of salt and some biological agents for flavour.
Karla: O_O
Apocolypse: How dare you eat little children! They deserve life!
Karla: O_O
Apocolypse: Ruled by me of course.
Karla: That's better.
Apocolypse: Just keeping you on your toes.
Sinister: Or trying to give her a heart attack so we can get out of here...
Karla: Enough boys. You're stuck until I either can't help you or you work out your differences.
Sinister: Problem solved!
Karla: What?
Sinister: I found a difference. He's older than me.
Apocolypse: And I created you.
Sinister: Daddy!
Both: *hug*
Apocolypse: Let's go play ball son.
Karla: Aw! A happy ending.
*reception room*
Kurt: That was odd.
Karla: Wait'll you see Wolverine and Sabertooth.
Kurt: Isn't that a bit over done?
Karla: Logan left didn't he?
Kurt: Well...
Karla: You let him didn't you?
Kurt: ... You would too with claws at your throat!
Karla: No I wouldn't.
Kurt: You've got author powers.
Karla: Good point. Who's taking his place?
Kurt: *stares open-mouthed*
Karla: *takes the note pad* Mystique! Oh joy!
Okey dokey! Mystique is for The Four Minds. Aren't you guys proud?
Karla: So who are my next victims?
Kurt: Don't you mean patients?
Karla: Um... sure. Eheheheheh.
Kurt: You're evil aren't you?
Karla: No but my next pair is.
Kurt: Apocolypse and Sinister? Why do they need group therapy?
Karla: You'll see.
Apocolypse: See? She mentioned me first! I'm better.
Sinister: You're only trying to steal my glory!
Apocolypse: What glory? I'm immortal.
Sinister: Oh you are not! The thing on your neck is your weak point. Hear that X-Man?!
Kurt: Okaaaaaay...
Sinister: Now he knows! Bwahahahaha!
Apocolypse: That's my evil laugh! Give it back!
Karla: Office. Now.
Both: *trudge grudgingly into the office*
*in the office (simply because I like repeating myself)*
Karla: Now, you boys seem to have a serious problem with each other. Why is that?
Apocolypse: He keeps stealing my thunder. I mean, I'm the end of the world and all and I'm immortal and I'm brilliant and he just keeps harping in on my action!
Karla: I'm sure you have differences.
Apocolypse: We don't!
Karla: Subtle differences.
Sinister: Like what?
Karla: You're a Darwinist and he's not.
Apocolypse: See? Even you have to compare him to me!
Karla: I'm scared of you.
Apocolypse: Really?
Karla: Yes really! You're a scary @$$ mutant! I used to be afraid you ate children or something.
Sinister: They're quite good with a pinch of salt and some biological agents for flavour.
Karla: O_O
Apocolypse: How dare you eat little children! They deserve life!
Karla: O_O
Apocolypse: Ruled by me of course.
Karla: That's better.
Apocolypse: Just keeping you on your toes.
Sinister: Or trying to give her a heart attack so we can get out of here...
Karla: Enough boys. You're stuck until I either can't help you or you work out your differences.
Sinister: Problem solved!
Karla: What?
Sinister: I found a difference. He's older than me.
Apocolypse: And I created you.
Sinister: Daddy!
Both: *hug*
Apocolypse: Let's go play ball son.
Karla: Aw! A happy ending.
*reception room*
Kurt: That was odd.
Karla: Wait'll you see Wolverine and Sabertooth.
Kurt: Isn't that a bit over done?
Karla: Logan left didn't he?
Kurt: Well...
Karla: You let him didn't you?
Kurt: ... You would too with claws at your throat!
Karla: No I wouldn't.
Kurt: You've got author powers.
Karla: Good point. Who's taking his place?
Kurt: *stares open-mouthed*
Karla: *takes the note pad* Mystique! Oh joy!
Okey dokey! Mystique is for The Four Minds. Aren't you guys proud?