Deemma_4w: Powerpuff girls rule and don't you just love there matching eye
shadow?
Queen of Random: Not really. I much prefer listening to Freddy sing about the 'Brotherhood Guys'!
Chapter Seven: No one else would eat them
"Kitty, truth or dare?" repeated Gambit, when Kitty did not reply.
"Dare," she whispered.
"No!" shouted Lance. "You don't know what they'll make you do!"
"Dare," Kitty repeated her voice firmer this time. "Name it, and, like, I'll do it."
"I dare you to make some oatmeal-bran-chocolate-raisin muffins."
"Yay! That's not too bad!" chorused Kitty.
"Then you have to eat one."
"Oh. Is that, like, meant to be, like, a bad thing?"
"Kitty!" cried Lance, his face pale. "You don't have to do this. I'll eat the muffin!"
"Oh no you don't, lover-boy," ordered Rogue, grabbing his shirt and pulling him back. "It's not worth it."
"Like, hey!"
As Kitty poured the mixture in the muffin tray, Lance watched her, his lower lip quivering ever so slightly.
"Like, now what do I do? There's no oven!"
"If anyone is hungry, feel free to use the kitchen upstairs," called the bus driver. "It's got anything you'd need to bake."
"NO!" shouted Lance.
"FOOD!" shouted Freddy, running up the stairs that, before now, none of them had even noticed.
"Did you see that?" Colossus asked Pietro.
"No. it was too fast."
After a short while, Kitty came down the stairs, a batch of muffins in her arms. Freddy followed his arms full of food. As he ate, he burped, and from his stomach came the music from 'Blue's Clues'. He burped again, and the music stopped. "Sorry."
Then Kitty sat down in her seat, and picked up a muffin. Slowly, she moved it to her mouth.
"KITTY!" cried lance, and he jumped up and started running towards Kitty. "NO!"
Unfortunately, a big, fleshy, food-carrying arm was in his way.
CRASH!
"Ugh," groaned Lance, as he fell to the floor unconscious.
"We'd better tie him down," said Pietro, "otherwise he'll try and save her again. Anyone got anything to tie him down?"
"I've got handcuffs!" called Amanda.
Everyone turned to look at her. "What?"
"Why do you. . . never mind," said Rogue. "Just hand them over here."
Once one of the handcuffs was around Lance's wrist, Rogue looked around for something to handcuff him to. She grinned wickedly.
And snapped the other end around Scott's wrist.
Scott was pretty happy with himself. He had not been dared for a while, and neither had Jean. Everyone probably had forgotten about the whole karaoke ordeal.
And then Rogue had to go and do that.
Handcuff LANCE ALVERS to HIM! Of all people, why him? Wait, Rogue knew why, as she had seen in his mind, but still, WHY HIM? "NO FAIR, ROGUE!" he shouted.
Unfortunately, that woke Lance up. He realised that Kitty had taken a bite of her muffin, and tried to stop her from eating any more. However, when he tried to get up, he found he fell down. Then he saw he was handcuffed to Scott, and began yelling at him.
"What the?! How the hell did this happen?! Why am I handcuffed to SCOTT SUMMERS?!" Then he did the unspeakable. He grabbed Scott's head, moving it close to the handcuffs, and tried to pull off Scott's glasses.
"LANCE!" shouted Kitty.
"SCOTT!" shouted Jean.
"HA HA!" shouted Pietro.
"FOOD!" shouted Freddy.
"WANDA!" yelled out a voice from the bathroom.
"GROSS!" yelled everyone else.
"DANCING MONKEYS!" yelled Kurt, still asleep.
"Hey, hey!" called the bus driver. "Keep it down back there!"
"Well, excuuuuse me! You try keeping quiet when it's YOUR sister in the bathroom with some guy!"
"Not some guy!" called Pyro. "Todd!"
"You're not helping!"
"Who's not helping?" asked a voice. Everyone turned to see Todd and Wanda standing there, holding hands. "Well?" asked Wanda.
"No one's helping Kitty!" called Lance, dragging Scott along to the table, where Kitty had just fainted. Lance tried to pick her up, but she phased through his hands. "No!"
"No need to worry, son," said the bus driver, getting up. "I'll have you know that I am a qualified first-aider, and I know exactly how to deal with these sorts of problems. I'll just use my handy-dandy evil-muffin antidote." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small vial. "Just give her this," he said, before returning to his seat.
"Did you see that?" asked Jean.
"He got up while we were still going, but the bus drove by itself!" replied Gambit.
There was a scream from Todd (you know what one I'm talking about. The girly one!) and he ducked behind Wanda, yelling, "It's a ghost bus!"
"It's all right, my big man," cooed Wanda. "It's just got an auto-pilot system."
"Big man?" asked Rogue, but Wanda didn't answer because of what Pietro was doing.
He was dancing around, fingers in his ears, singing, "La la la la! I'm not listening! La la la la! I'm not listening!"
"SHUT UP, PIETRO!"
Pietro pulled the fingers from his ears. "Who's next?"
Queen of Random: Not really. I much prefer listening to Freddy sing about the 'Brotherhood Guys'!
Chapter Seven: No one else would eat them
"Kitty, truth or dare?" repeated Gambit, when Kitty did not reply.
"Dare," she whispered.
"No!" shouted Lance. "You don't know what they'll make you do!"
"Dare," Kitty repeated her voice firmer this time. "Name it, and, like, I'll do it."
"I dare you to make some oatmeal-bran-chocolate-raisin muffins."
"Yay! That's not too bad!" chorused Kitty.
"Then you have to eat one."
"Oh. Is that, like, meant to be, like, a bad thing?"
"Kitty!" cried Lance, his face pale. "You don't have to do this. I'll eat the muffin!"
"Oh no you don't, lover-boy," ordered Rogue, grabbing his shirt and pulling him back. "It's not worth it."
"Like, hey!"
As Kitty poured the mixture in the muffin tray, Lance watched her, his lower lip quivering ever so slightly.
"Like, now what do I do? There's no oven!"
"If anyone is hungry, feel free to use the kitchen upstairs," called the bus driver. "It's got anything you'd need to bake."
"NO!" shouted Lance.
"FOOD!" shouted Freddy, running up the stairs that, before now, none of them had even noticed.
"Did you see that?" Colossus asked Pietro.
"No. it was too fast."
After a short while, Kitty came down the stairs, a batch of muffins in her arms. Freddy followed his arms full of food. As he ate, he burped, and from his stomach came the music from 'Blue's Clues'. He burped again, and the music stopped. "Sorry."
Then Kitty sat down in her seat, and picked up a muffin. Slowly, she moved it to her mouth.
"KITTY!" cried lance, and he jumped up and started running towards Kitty. "NO!"
Unfortunately, a big, fleshy, food-carrying arm was in his way.
CRASH!
"Ugh," groaned Lance, as he fell to the floor unconscious.
"We'd better tie him down," said Pietro, "otherwise he'll try and save her again. Anyone got anything to tie him down?"
"I've got handcuffs!" called Amanda.
Everyone turned to look at her. "What?"
"Why do you. . . never mind," said Rogue. "Just hand them over here."
Once one of the handcuffs was around Lance's wrist, Rogue looked around for something to handcuff him to. She grinned wickedly.
And snapped the other end around Scott's wrist.
Scott was pretty happy with himself. He had not been dared for a while, and neither had Jean. Everyone probably had forgotten about the whole karaoke ordeal.
And then Rogue had to go and do that.
Handcuff LANCE ALVERS to HIM! Of all people, why him? Wait, Rogue knew why, as she had seen in his mind, but still, WHY HIM? "NO FAIR, ROGUE!" he shouted.
Unfortunately, that woke Lance up. He realised that Kitty had taken a bite of her muffin, and tried to stop her from eating any more. However, when he tried to get up, he found he fell down. Then he saw he was handcuffed to Scott, and began yelling at him.
"What the?! How the hell did this happen?! Why am I handcuffed to SCOTT SUMMERS?!" Then he did the unspeakable. He grabbed Scott's head, moving it close to the handcuffs, and tried to pull off Scott's glasses.
"LANCE!" shouted Kitty.
"SCOTT!" shouted Jean.
"HA HA!" shouted Pietro.
"FOOD!" shouted Freddy.
"WANDA!" yelled out a voice from the bathroom.
"GROSS!" yelled everyone else.
"DANCING MONKEYS!" yelled Kurt, still asleep.
"Hey, hey!" called the bus driver. "Keep it down back there!"
"Well, excuuuuse me! You try keeping quiet when it's YOUR sister in the bathroom with some guy!"
"Not some guy!" called Pyro. "Todd!"
"You're not helping!"
"Who's not helping?" asked a voice. Everyone turned to see Todd and Wanda standing there, holding hands. "Well?" asked Wanda.
"No one's helping Kitty!" called Lance, dragging Scott along to the table, where Kitty had just fainted. Lance tried to pick her up, but she phased through his hands. "No!"
"No need to worry, son," said the bus driver, getting up. "I'll have you know that I am a qualified first-aider, and I know exactly how to deal with these sorts of problems. I'll just use my handy-dandy evil-muffin antidote." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small vial. "Just give her this," he said, before returning to his seat.
"Did you see that?" asked Jean.
"He got up while we were still going, but the bus drove by itself!" replied Gambit.
There was a scream from Todd (you know what one I'm talking about. The girly one!) and he ducked behind Wanda, yelling, "It's a ghost bus!"
"It's all right, my big man," cooed Wanda. "It's just got an auto-pilot system."
"Big man?" asked Rogue, but Wanda didn't answer because of what Pietro was doing.
He was dancing around, fingers in his ears, singing, "La la la la! I'm not listening! La la la la! I'm not listening!"
"SHUT UP, PIETRO!"
Pietro pulled the fingers from his ears. "Who's next?"