Disclaimer: I don't own X-men, Grease, Cindy, Dr. Pepper or any diner that
happens to be called "Pig Out Diner"
Thank you Untamed-butterflyz, SSJ Tokya, Dee Saylors, and melissarxy1 for reviewing.
You complete me *tear*
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Cajun Spicing
~One week later~
The Hex Ladies are getting ready for school. The B-Hoods stand around the Cajun's beat up car, moping.
Todd- Ah man. There ain't no away this car's gonna win the drag race.
Remy- Cars are not Remy's style anyway. I will get a motorcycle instead.
Lance- You can't drag race with a motorcycle.
Peitro- Ok then. Hereswhatwedo. We put a cardboard box over me and paint it up to look like a car. Then I just run against Scott!
The other B-Hoods stare at Peitro.
Fred- I like it.
Lance- Look guys you just have to have faith in this little baby. With some paint, a couple of hair pins, and improvisation, well, this baby can purr like a kitten.
*Snicker snicker*
Lance turns around to see the other guys holding in laughter.
Lance- What?
Todd- Purr like a kitten?
Peitro- How about the engine can roar like a lion?
Lance- Shut up! I'm the middle of a monologue that leads in to the next song!
Todd- Whoops!
Peitro- Go on then. I'm sorry about that.
Lance- Quite alright.
Thunder comes from the writer's rage.
Writer- Get on with it!!!!!!!!
Lance- Ok so if we just put our heads together we can make this Automatic!
*Dun!*
Lance- Aromatic!
*Dun!!*
Lance- Uh. Laundry Mat-ic
*DUN!!!!*
Lance- Why it can be Grea-
Remy- Cajun Spicing!!!!!
Lance looks over at Remy confused.
Lance- Really?
Remy- Mais oui! I like that name.
Lance- OK.
*DUN!!!!!!!!!!!*
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Cajun Spicing
Lance jumps up on the hood for all to see.
Lance- We got a slacker Cajun cocker Who trashed his car through sex
Remy- *Looking embaressed*
Quit talkin', whoah Quit talkin'
Lance- And now we gotta fix it all because of a lady Hex
Remy- *getting pissed* That's ne pas funny, don't talk about my honey
Lance- With a stupid fact like that, well you'd think we'd lose down pact But now I have a way, we'll make this car roar all day
Cajun Spicing
B-hood- Go Go Go gogogogogogogo
Lance- Go Cajun Spicing you know we gotta win this race.
B-hoods- Go Spicing! Go Cajun Spicing!
Lance- Go Cajun Spicing you know we gotta spicy taste.
B-hoods- Go Spicing! Go Cajun Spicing!
Lance- We'll make you run.
B-Hoods- Go Go
Lance- Until we've won.
B-Hoods- Go Go
Lance- With Cajun Spicing
Now the entire B-hoods are dancing on the car. They'll start doing "Spanking the monkey"
Lance- We'll get some purple chewing gum and couple of bobby pins.
*They do the Robot*
Lance- A mini fan propeller and a colored contact lens
*Doing the running man*
Lance- With a little bit of twine We'll be really doin' fine Together we cam make, exactly what it takes for Cajun Spicing
Lance- Go Cajun Spicing you know we gotta win this race.
B-hoods- Go Spicing! Go Cajun Spicing!
Lance- Go Cajun Spicing you know we gotta spicy taste.
B-hoods- Go Spicing! Go Cajun Spicing!
Lance- We'll make you run.
B-Hoods- Go Go
Lance- Until we've won.
B-Hoods- Go Go
Lance- With Cajun Spicing
They continue dancing on top of the car till the car can't take their weight any longer.
Everyone- Spicing!!!!!!
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The car gives in and flattens underneath the B-Hoods causing them to fall and roll around on the ground.
They stand up and watch in silence as the car bursts into flames and explodes.
Peitro- Wow. Didn't see that one coming.
Fred- Yeah.
Silence.
Lance- Well Peitro you go over to the dealership and hotwire the fastest car your see.
Peitro- Ok. *Speeds off*
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~Later that afternoon~
Kurt and Kitty are walking home from Bayville High School.
Kurt- *Stops for a moment* Vy are vee walking home from school, Keety? Shouldn't vee be riding home vith Scott?
Kitty- No. That cheese ball is too busy with a drag race.
Kurt-Drag race? Since veen have we been in the 1950's?
Kitty- That's like so not important. The real question is why are we walking when you could teleport us?
Kurt- Good idea!
Kurt grabs onto Kitty till Kitty sees something. Just as he teleports Kitty phases through his hand and remains on the sidewalk.
*Poof out!*
Kitty sees across the street Lance entering the Pig Out Diner.
Kitty- What's he up to?
*Poof in!*
Kurt comes back looking scared.
Kurt- Not funny, Keety. I thought I dropped you in anozer dimension.
Kitty- Change of plans. *Grabs Kurt and drags him across the street full of speeding cars.*
Kurt- Keety! Cars! Street! Cars!
Kitty- Don't freak, Kurt! I can phase us through them.
*Squeal* Cars start swerving out of the way and crash around Kurt and Kitty.
Kurt- I don't think zey know zat.
They walk into the diner. Lance and the B-hoods are sitting at a table. Lance sees Kitty.
Kitty automatically puts her arm around Kurt's.
Kitty- I'm starved Kurt. Want to grab something to eat here?
Kurt- *Looks at his watch* Ok but vee'll have to make it quick. I promised to meet up vith Amanda later.
Kitty sees Lance's reaction of her holding onto Kurt. She starts to laugh and squeeze Kurt's arm.
Kitty- Oh Kurt. You are so silly!
Kurt stares at her for a second.
Kurt- Keety? Are you ok?
Kitty laughs harder and louder. Dragging him to a table where Lance has a good view of them.
Kitty- Oh Kurt stop it! You're KILLING me!!!!!!
Kurt sinks into his seat frightened.
Kitty- Can I have some money for the jukebox?
Kurt- Come on Keety. I'm already paying for zee food. I'm running out of money for Amanda's and my date.
Kitty- Please Kurt? *On with the pouting*
Kurt- *sigh* Fine.
Kitty strolls over to the jukebox. Like she'd expected Lance comes over.
Lance- Uh hey kitty.
Kitty- Oh Lance. Didn't see you there.
Kitty continues to flip through the song list.
Kitty- So you guys decided not to race?
Lance- Summers cancelled on us. Said he had an eye appointment.
Kitty- Eye appointment?
Lance- Yeah.. So what song you picking?
Kitty pressed the numbers right then. Pink's "You Make Me Sick" Blared through out the diner.
Lance- Nice choice?
Kitty- I felt inspired. *Death Glare*
Lance- Uh.so why are you hanging out with that fruitcake?
Kitty- Because unlike some people I've met here, Kurt is a gentleman.
They both look over at Kurt. Kurt is slouched in his seat looking bored with a straw stuck up his nose.
Lance looks back at Kitty, skeptical.
Lance- Gentleman?
Kitty- Well he wouldn't try to kill my family if that's what you're asking!
Lance- Look. I'm sorry ok? I thought about it for a whole week and I guess it was wrong to try to kill your parents.
Kitty- You guess?
Lance- Come on Kitty. So are you and Kurt together now?
Kitty- *shrugs* Maybe?
Kitty looks up at Kurt he looks at her. Kitty waves all cute like.
Kurt shrinks back in fear.
Lance looks at Kitty, skeptical again.
Kitty- He's shy.
Kurt then walks over to them.
Kurt- You needed something?
Kitty- No silly. Just waving.
Kurt- Oh. *clears throat* Uh.Keety vee need to hurry up here. I have a date vith Amanda remember?
Kitty smacks her forehead in frustration.
Lance- *Grabs Kurt in anger* You two timing Kitty?!
Kurt- *Immense fear* Uh what? No I'm not with Kitty. Heh Heh.
Kitty smacks her forehead again.
Lance- So she's not good enough for you?! Is that it sausage packer??!!!!
Kurt- Uh Kitty?...Help!
Kitty- Hold on. I've got a head ache from smacking myself too much.
Kurt grabs Kitty and teleports so Lance is only holding Kurt's shirt.
Lance looks around confused.
Lance- Well I think that went well.
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Thank you Untamed-butterflyz, SSJ Tokya, Dee Saylors, and melissarxy1 for reviewing.
You complete me *tear*
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Cajun Spicing
~One week later~
The Hex Ladies are getting ready for school. The B-Hoods stand around the Cajun's beat up car, moping.
Todd- Ah man. There ain't no away this car's gonna win the drag race.
Remy- Cars are not Remy's style anyway. I will get a motorcycle instead.
Lance- You can't drag race with a motorcycle.
Peitro- Ok then. Hereswhatwedo. We put a cardboard box over me and paint it up to look like a car. Then I just run against Scott!
The other B-Hoods stare at Peitro.
Fred- I like it.
Lance- Look guys you just have to have faith in this little baby. With some paint, a couple of hair pins, and improvisation, well, this baby can purr like a kitten.
*Snicker snicker*
Lance turns around to see the other guys holding in laughter.
Lance- What?
Todd- Purr like a kitten?
Peitro- How about the engine can roar like a lion?
Lance- Shut up! I'm the middle of a monologue that leads in to the next song!
Todd- Whoops!
Peitro- Go on then. I'm sorry about that.
Lance- Quite alright.
Thunder comes from the writer's rage.
Writer- Get on with it!!!!!!!!
Lance- Ok so if we just put our heads together we can make this Automatic!
*Dun!*
Lance- Aromatic!
*Dun!!*
Lance- Uh. Laundry Mat-ic
*DUN!!!!*
Lance- Why it can be Grea-
Remy- Cajun Spicing!!!!!
Lance looks over at Remy confused.
Lance- Really?
Remy- Mais oui! I like that name.
Lance- OK.
*DUN!!!!!!!!!!!*
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Cajun Spicing
Lance jumps up on the hood for all to see.
Lance- We got a slacker Cajun cocker Who trashed his car through sex
Remy- *Looking embaressed*
Quit talkin', whoah Quit talkin'
Lance- And now we gotta fix it all because of a lady Hex
Remy- *getting pissed* That's ne pas funny, don't talk about my honey
Lance- With a stupid fact like that, well you'd think we'd lose down pact But now I have a way, we'll make this car roar all day
Cajun Spicing
B-hood- Go Go Go gogogogogogogo
Lance- Go Cajun Spicing you know we gotta win this race.
B-hoods- Go Spicing! Go Cajun Spicing!
Lance- Go Cajun Spicing you know we gotta spicy taste.
B-hoods- Go Spicing! Go Cajun Spicing!
Lance- We'll make you run.
B-Hoods- Go Go
Lance- Until we've won.
B-Hoods- Go Go
Lance- With Cajun Spicing
Now the entire B-hoods are dancing on the car. They'll start doing "Spanking the monkey"
Lance- We'll get some purple chewing gum and couple of bobby pins.
*They do the Robot*
Lance- A mini fan propeller and a colored contact lens
*Doing the running man*
Lance- With a little bit of twine We'll be really doin' fine Together we cam make, exactly what it takes for Cajun Spicing
Lance- Go Cajun Spicing you know we gotta win this race.
B-hoods- Go Spicing! Go Cajun Spicing!
Lance- Go Cajun Spicing you know we gotta spicy taste.
B-hoods- Go Spicing! Go Cajun Spicing!
Lance- We'll make you run.
B-Hoods- Go Go
Lance- Until we've won.
B-Hoods- Go Go
Lance- With Cajun Spicing
They continue dancing on top of the car till the car can't take their weight any longer.
Everyone- Spicing!!!!!!
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The car gives in and flattens underneath the B-Hoods causing them to fall and roll around on the ground.
They stand up and watch in silence as the car bursts into flames and explodes.
Peitro- Wow. Didn't see that one coming.
Fred- Yeah.
Silence.
Lance- Well Peitro you go over to the dealership and hotwire the fastest car your see.
Peitro- Ok. *Speeds off*
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~Later that afternoon~
Kurt and Kitty are walking home from Bayville High School.
Kurt- *Stops for a moment* Vy are vee walking home from school, Keety? Shouldn't vee be riding home vith Scott?
Kitty- No. That cheese ball is too busy with a drag race.
Kurt-Drag race? Since veen have we been in the 1950's?
Kitty- That's like so not important. The real question is why are we walking when you could teleport us?
Kurt- Good idea!
Kurt grabs onto Kitty till Kitty sees something. Just as he teleports Kitty phases through his hand and remains on the sidewalk.
*Poof out!*
Kitty sees across the street Lance entering the Pig Out Diner.
Kitty- What's he up to?
*Poof in!*
Kurt comes back looking scared.
Kurt- Not funny, Keety. I thought I dropped you in anozer dimension.
Kitty- Change of plans. *Grabs Kurt and drags him across the street full of speeding cars.*
Kurt- Keety! Cars! Street! Cars!
Kitty- Don't freak, Kurt! I can phase us through them.
*Squeal* Cars start swerving out of the way and crash around Kurt and Kitty.
Kurt- I don't think zey know zat.
They walk into the diner. Lance and the B-hoods are sitting at a table. Lance sees Kitty.
Kitty automatically puts her arm around Kurt's.
Kitty- I'm starved Kurt. Want to grab something to eat here?
Kurt- *Looks at his watch* Ok but vee'll have to make it quick. I promised to meet up vith Amanda later.
Kitty sees Lance's reaction of her holding onto Kurt. She starts to laugh and squeeze Kurt's arm.
Kitty- Oh Kurt. You are so silly!
Kurt stares at her for a second.
Kurt- Keety? Are you ok?
Kitty laughs harder and louder. Dragging him to a table where Lance has a good view of them.
Kitty- Oh Kurt stop it! You're KILLING me!!!!!!
Kurt sinks into his seat frightened.
Kitty- Can I have some money for the jukebox?
Kurt- Come on Keety. I'm already paying for zee food. I'm running out of money for Amanda's and my date.
Kitty- Please Kurt? *On with the pouting*
Kurt- *sigh* Fine.
Kitty strolls over to the jukebox. Like she'd expected Lance comes over.
Lance- Uh hey kitty.
Kitty- Oh Lance. Didn't see you there.
Kitty continues to flip through the song list.
Kitty- So you guys decided not to race?
Lance- Summers cancelled on us. Said he had an eye appointment.
Kitty- Eye appointment?
Lance- Yeah.. So what song you picking?
Kitty pressed the numbers right then. Pink's "You Make Me Sick" Blared through out the diner.
Lance- Nice choice?
Kitty- I felt inspired. *Death Glare*
Lance- Uh.so why are you hanging out with that fruitcake?
Kitty- Because unlike some people I've met here, Kurt is a gentleman.
They both look over at Kurt. Kurt is slouched in his seat looking bored with a straw stuck up his nose.
Lance looks back at Kitty, skeptical.
Lance- Gentleman?
Kitty- Well he wouldn't try to kill my family if that's what you're asking!
Lance- Look. I'm sorry ok? I thought about it for a whole week and I guess it was wrong to try to kill your parents.
Kitty- You guess?
Lance- Come on Kitty. So are you and Kurt together now?
Kitty- *shrugs* Maybe?
Kitty looks up at Kurt he looks at her. Kitty waves all cute like.
Kurt shrinks back in fear.
Lance looks at Kitty, skeptical again.
Kitty- He's shy.
Kurt then walks over to them.
Kurt- You needed something?
Kitty- No silly. Just waving.
Kurt- Oh. *clears throat* Uh.Keety vee need to hurry up here. I have a date vith Amanda remember?
Kitty smacks her forehead in frustration.
Lance- *Grabs Kurt in anger* You two timing Kitty?!
Kurt- *Immense fear* Uh what? No I'm not with Kitty. Heh Heh.
Kitty smacks her forehead again.
Lance- So she's not good enough for you?! Is that it sausage packer??!!!!
Kurt- Uh Kitty?...Help!
Kitty- Hold on. I've got a head ache from smacking myself too much.
Kurt grabs Kitty and teleports so Lance is only holding Kurt's shirt.
Lance looks around confused.
Lance- Well I think that went well.
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