Halloween Hijinks!
Author's Note: Wow! 30 reviews! I never got that many before! My old record was 26 for "X-Men, meet the Starr Brothers!"
To Red Witch: Glad you're back! We missed ya! How was vacation? (Kid Razor: Did she get that Bon Jovi shirt for the Kid of Rock?) Hope you had fun, and hope you got more stories for us!
To JCKIDSMART: HERE'S YOUR UPDATE!!!! ^_^
To RogueFanKC: If there's a way, I'll find it.
To Wizard1: Yeah, it's always funny until someone's butt gets shot, stabbed, blasted, or exploded. THEN IT'S HILARIOUS!!! (Duncan: I hate you.) I'm glad you like the chapter. Baby Avengers, huh? *evil smirk* Glad you liked my epilogue for "Halloween Hijinks!" I also got a new "Birth of a Juke Box Hero" chapter up! READ IT!!!
Chapter 8: Close Encounters of the X-Baby Kind!
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"OH MY GOD!!!" Kelly screamed as he ran down the street, Baby Wavedancer hot on his heels.
"WAKA WAKA WAKA!!!!" She screamed, swinging the mallet.
"HELP ME!!!" He screamed, passing by two guys. One had black hair, and wore a white t-shirt with a black cowboy jacket and blue jeans, and looked a little like Keanu Reeves. The other guy had blond hair, and wore a gray t- shirt and jeans.
"Hey Bill, that dude there is one crazy dude. For sure." The black haired guy said to the blond. The blond was watching the X-Mansion. Lights came from it, and loud noise.
"Hey Ted, that sounds like a party! You know what that means, dude." The blond grinned.
"Yeah." The black haired kid grinned.
"MAJOR BABE-BAGE!!! WYLD STALLYONS RULE!!!" The two crowed, then played some air guitar. In a flash of red and blue light, a phone booth appeared next to them.
"Aw man." The black-haired guy, named Ted, groaned. "We have to go to another time. That is totally uncool." The blond, named Bill, looked in the booth's phone book.
"Check it out!" He pointed to a number. "This one takes us to that dimension, Ted."
"You mean the babe with that red, white, and blue bathing suit?" Ted grinned widely. "Awesome! She totally wanted me!" The two boys closed the booth, and the booth disappeared in a flash of red and blue light.
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"The...X-Babies?" Cap raised an eyebrow in confusion. "I'm still trying to get past this Mojo person." He, the Avengers, the X-Men, and the Misfits were gathered in the Institute's Common Room.
"He ain't a person, he's a blob!" Pietro grumbled. "A big, slimy, yellow, disgusting blob."
"An evil TV executive from another dimension." Jennifer laughed. "Man, you X-Men get the weirdest bad guys!"
"And I thought I had some odd ones." Razor raised an eyebrow. "I got a mammoth-man, I got an evil demon, an immortal sorceress who's as hot as she is evil, a super-strong punk rocker, and a mentally unstable composer! And that's just for starters!" The Kid of Rock 'n' Roll laughed. Jubilee shuddered when Razor mentioned the sorceress. Jean detected some fright from her during those words.
{God, I hope we never have to face her again...} Jubilee mentally shuddered.
"Razor, you got some screwed-up bad guys." Scott groaned.
"You wanna talk about screwed-up, let's talk about you, nerd." Razor looked at Jean. "The Kid of Rock don't get it. What would a babe as totally hot as you see in a goofy-lookin, fun-hatin', egomaniacal little dork like him?" Scott seethed.
"I'm an egomaniac?! Coming from you, that's a real laugh!" Scott snapped. Razor jumped up to his feet.
"You want my hand to slap those lame shades off your retarded-looking face?!" Razor snapped, holding up his hand.
"Go ahead and try, you big-mouthed moron!" Scott jumped to his feet. The two got in each other's face, sharing trash-talk. Jean and Jubilee tried to pull them apart.
"Cyclops! Kid Razor! Stand down!" Cap ordered loudly. The mutant leader and mystically-powered musician glared at each other for what seemed like hours. It was kind of symbolic. Cyclops represented the status quo, order. Razor represented rebellion and chaos. The two sat back down, not keeping their eyes off each other. All Scott had to do was bring down his shades, and all Razor had to do was throw one punch. They ended their staredown, no winner. Everyone sighed in relief.
"Oh thank the Goddess. For a moment, I was worried some blood might be spilled." Ororo sighed.
"I like their spirit." Iron Man laughed. "They want to fight, lass." He then picked up something on his armor's radio. "Hey! We got those English babies!" He quickly turned to Ororo. "Grease me up, woman! We're headin' to battle!" The Armored Avenger ran out the door, Beast not far behind.
"FOR THE GLORY OF SCOTLAND!!!" They crowed as they ran off.
"Hey Eyeball Boy, maybe you should get drunk. You might actually be fun to be around." Razor smirked.
"Why don't you take that guitar of yours and stick it!" Scott snapped.
"I stuck your mother last night!" Razor quipped back.
"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!!!" Scott roared, lunging for Razor. The two of them started brawling.
"Stick a rocker in the same room with a stuck-up jerk. You think this wouldn't happen?" Lance snickered. Craig looked at Jubilee's hair. She had crimped it and sprayed it, making her hair look like a black lion's mane.
"Reminds me of Paul, only straight." Craig sighed. "Where is he?" He opened his telepathic link.
{CRAIG!!!! HELP!!!! VAMPIRE!!!!} Paul screamed in Craig's mind. Darkstar groaned and walked outside. "My goofy brother probably got spooked by his own shadow. I'll go check on him." Darkstar went outside.
"Okay, here's the plan..." Cap said.
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"I hope we don't run into any zombies." Tigra said with some worry. She had changed out of her Sailor Moon costume, and into her normal battle outfit, a black tankini-like costume. The Professor had assured her that her costume would be fine when she came back. After all, it took her three hours to make, and more hours of anime-watching to make sure she got it right. With her were Wanda, Scott, and Bobby. They were in an alley.
"I don't see the X-Babies anywhere. Not to mention Iron Man or Mr. McCoy." Scott groaned.
"I'm scared." Tigra shuddered. "I don't like zombies."
"Could be worse. We might have to face vampires." Bobby joked.
"Not helping, Frosty." Wanda grumbled.
"Look!" Scott pointed at a bunch of advancing zombies. Tigra leapt with a roar, using her catlike reflexes and agility to flip into the zombies, and her strength and claws to attack them. "Let's help her out!" Scott blasted a beach bum zombie with an optic attack.
"Whoa! Not cool, man!"
Wanda took down a Valley Girl zombie with a couple hexbolts and a smile. She hated Valley Girls, considering the fact her brother tended to act like one.
"Like, this energy totally clashes with my outfit! Fer shure!"
Bobby had iced up a pair of twin zombies with an ice bolt. "Whoo! Now THAT'S a twinsicle!" The other mutants rolled their eyes. Tigra was too busy throwing zombies around and slashing them. She slashed one's head off when she noticed something.
"Hey guys, look!" She dragged the body to Scott. "It's a robot! Like in Gundam, only without pilots!"
"Tigra, you really need to stop watching those weird cartoons." Iceman sighed, shaking his head. Greer stared at him in fascination. She gave his icy armor a poke. "Hey!"
"Is that real ice?" She asked, wide-eyed.
"If these zombies are mechanical, then that means Mojo is definitely behind this!" Scott growled. "I think we're in trouble!" A laser stopped near him. Scott, Wanda, Bobby, and Greer looked up. Standing on the roof above them were Baby Paul, Baby Pyro, Baby Beast, and Baby Storm. All of them had metal bands around their heads, and glowing red eyes.
"No kidding." Wanda added dryly.
Uh oh! Looks like our heroes are in big trouble now! What about the others? What about the Starr Brothers? What will happen to them? Find out in the next exciting chapter of "Halloween Hijinks!" Suggestions needed!
Author's Note: Wow! 30 reviews! I never got that many before! My old record was 26 for "X-Men, meet the Starr Brothers!"
To Red Witch: Glad you're back! We missed ya! How was vacation? (Kid Razor: Did she get that Bon Jovi shirt for the Kid of Rock?) Hope you had fun, and hope you got more stories for us!
To JCKIDSMART: HERE'S YOUR UPDATE!!!! ^_^
To RogueFanKC: If there's a way, I'll find it.
To Wizard1: Yeah, it's always funny until someone's butt gets shot, stabbed, blasted, or exploded. THEN IT'S HILARIOUS!!! (Duncan: I hate you.) I'm glad you like the chapter. Baby Avengers, huh? *evil smirk* Glad you liked my epilogue for "Halloween Hijinks!" I also got a new "Birth of a Juke Box Hero" chapter up! READ IT!!!
Chapter 8: Close Encounters of the X-Baby Kind!
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"OH MY GOD!!!" Kelly screamed as he ran down the street, Baby Wavedancer hot on his heels.
"WAKA WAKA WAKA!!!!" She screamed, swinging the mallet.
"HELP ME!!!" He screamed, passing by two guys. One had black hair, and wore a white t-shirt with a black cowboy jacket and blue jeans, and looked a little like Keanu Reeves. The other guy had blond hair, and wore a gray t- shirt and jeans.
"Hey Bill, that dude there is one crazy dude. For sure." The black haired guy said to the blond. The blond was watching the X-Mansion. Lights came from it, and loud noise.
"Hey Ted, that sounds like a party! You know what that means, dude." The blond grinned.
"Yeah." The black haired kid grinned.
"MAJOR BABE-BAGE!!! WYLD STALLYONS RULE!!!" The two crowed, then played some air guitar. In a flash of red and blue light, a phone booth appeared next to them.
"Aw man." The black-haired guy, named Ted, groaned. "We have to go to another time. That is totally uncool." The blond, named Bill, looked in the booth's phone book.
"Check it out!" He pointed to a number. "This one takes us to that dimension, Ted."
"You mean the babe with that red, white, and blue bathing suit?" Ted grinned widely. "Awesome! She totally wanted me!" The two boys closed the booth, and the booth disappeared in a flash of red and blue light.
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"The...X-Babies?" Cap raised an eyebrow in confusion. "I'm still trying to get past this Mojo person." He, the Avengers, the X-Men, and the Misfits were gathered in the Institute's Common Room.
"He ain't a person, he's a blob!" Pietro grumbled. "A big, slimy, yellow, disgusting blob."
"An evil TV executive from another dimension." Jennifer laughed. "Man, you X-Men get the weirdest bad guys!"
"And I thought I had some odd ones." Razor raised an eyebrow. "I got a mammoth-man, I got an evil demon, an immortal sorceress who's as hot as she is evil, a super-strong punk rocker, and a mentally unstable composer! And that's just for starters!" The Kid of Rock 'n' Roll laughed. Jubilee shuddered when Razor mentioned the sorceress. Jean detected some fright from her during those words.
{God, I hope we never have to face her again...} Jubilee mentally shuddered.
"Razor, you got some screwed-up bad guys." Scott groaned.
"You wanna talk about screwed-up, let's talk about you, nerd." Razor looked at Jean. "The Kid of Rock don't get it. What would a babe as totally hot as you see in a goofy-lookin, fun-hatin', egomaniacal little dork like him?" Scott seethed.
"I'm an egomaniac?! Coming from you, that's a real laugh!" Scott snapped. Razor jumped up to his feet.
"You want my hand to slap those lame shades off your retarded-looking face?!" Razor snapped, holding up his hand.
"Go ahead and try, you big-mouthed moron!" Scott jumped to his feet. The two got in each other's face, sharing trash-talk. Jean and Jubilee tried to pull them apart.
"Cyclops! Kid Razor! Stand down!" Cap ordered loudly. The mutant leader and mystically-powered musician glared at each other for what seemed like hours. It was kind of symbolic. Cyclops represented the status quo, order. Razor represented rebellion and chaos. The two sat back down, not keeping their eyes off each other. All Scott had to do was bring down his shades, and all Razor had to do was throw one punch. They ended their staredown, no winner. Everyone sighed in relief.
"Oh thank the Goddess. For a moment, I was worried some blood might be spilled." Ororo sighed.
"I like their spirit." Iron Man laughed. "They want to fight, lass." He then picked up something on his armor's radio. "Hey! We got those English babies!" He quickly turned to Ororo. "Grease me up, woman! We're headin' to battle!" The Armored Avenger ran out the door, Beast not far behind.
"FOR THE GLORY OF SCOTLAND!!!" They crowed as they ran off.
"Hey Eyeball Boy, maybe you should get drunk. You might actually be fun to be around." Razor smirked.
"Why don't you take that guitar of yours and stick it!" Scott snapped.
"I stuck your mother last night!" Razor quipped back.
"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!!!" Scott roared, lunging for Razor. The two of them started brawling.
"Stick a rocker in the same room with a stuck-up jerk. You think this wouldn't happen?" Lance snickered. Craig looked at Jubilee's hair. She had crimped it and sprayed it, making her hair look like a black lion's mane.
"Reminds me of Paul, only straight." Craig sighed. "Where is he?" He opened his telepathic link.
{CRAIG!!!! HELP!!!! VAMPIRE!!!!} Paul screamed in Craig's mind. Darkstar groaned and walked outside. "My goofy brother probably got spooked by his own shadow. I'll go check on him." Darkstar went outside.
"Okay, here's the plan..." Cap said.
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"I hope we don't run into any zombies." Tigra said with some worry. She had changed out of her Sailor Moon costume, and into her normal battle outfit, a black tankini-like costume. The Professor had assured her that her costume would be fine when she came back. After all, it took her three hours to make, and more hours of anime-watching to make sure she got it right. With her were Wanda, Scott, and Bobby. They were in an alley.
"I don't see the X-Babies anywhere. Not to mention Iron Man or Mr. McCoy." Scott groaned.
"I'm scared." Tigra shuddered. "I don't like zombies."
"Could be worse. We might have to face vampires." Bobby joked.
"Not helping, Frosty." Wanda grumbled.
"Look!" Scott pointed at a bunch of advancing zombies. Tigra leapt with a roar, using her catlike reflexes and agility to flip into the zombies, and her strength and claws to attack them. "Let's help her out!" Scott blasted a beach bum zombie with an optic attack.
"Whoa! Not cool, man!"
Wanda took down a Valley Girl zombie with a couple hexbolts and a smile. She hated Valley Girls, considering the fact her brother tended to act like one.
"Like, this energy totally clashes with my outfit! Fer shure!"
Bobby had iced up a pair of twin zombies with an ice bolt. "Whoo! Now THAT'S a twinsicle!" The other mutants rolled their eyes. Tigra was too busy throwing zombies around and slashing them. She slashed one's head off when she noticed something.
"Hey guys, look!" She dragged the body to Scott. "It's a robot! Like in Gundam, only without pilots!"
"Tigra, you really need to stop watching those weird cartoons." Iceman sighed, shaking his head. Greer stared at him in fascination. She gave his icy armor a poke. "Hey!"
"Is that real ice?" She asked, wide-eyed.
"If these zombies are mechanical, then that means Mojo is definitely behind this!" Scott growled. "I think we're in trouble!" A laser stopped near him. Scott, Wanda, Bobby, and Greer looked up. Standing on the roof above them were Baby Paul, Baby Pyro, Baby Beast, and Baby Storm. All of them had metal bands around their heads, and glowing red eyes.
"No kidding." Wanda added dryly.
Uh oh! Looks like our heroes are in big trouble now! What about the others? What about the Starr Brothers? What will happen to them? Find out in the next exciting chapter of "Halloween Hijinks!" Suggestions needed!