Queen of Random: Oh, an IQ test! I never did like those things. They are
always biased against me!
Deemma_4w: So what did you get? You can tell me how low you got.
Queen of Random: Only 126.
Deemma_4w: O-kay. Wonder what the mutants will get?
Chapter Twelve: And the Results are in!
Pyro stared in dismay at the first question on the sheet of paper the cop had given him. "This is so unfair," he muttered. "Why did the first question have to be so hard? And what does my being Australian have to do with anything?"
"Shhh!" hissed Jean.
"What do you care, Jean? You can cheat!" said Tabitha.
"No I can't," answered Jean crossly. "I checked. No one knows the answers! Well, Pyro knows the answer to question two: Are you Australian?"
"Well, at least you can see what colours the pictures are," added Rogue.
"I know," said Kitty. "He's really annoying Lance, too."
And he was. From their section of the bus, this conversation could be heard.
"Stop moving your arm so much, goggle boy!"
"Well, I'm sorry, shake-down, but my right hand is the one hand-cuffed to you, and I just happen to right with that hand!"
"So? And I'm left handed!"
"Yeah, well, you scratching your butt with that hand is not a great experience!"
"Well, you did it first!"
"JEAN!"
"KITTY!"
"Stop shaking the bus!" shouted Colossus. Like Kurt, he was struggling with some of the English in the test.
There was a small BANG! (okay, maybe a big bang!) and Gambit raised a hand like an obedient school boy. "May I have another pencil?"
"Why?" asked the cop.
"I got frustrated, and it blew up."
"Isn't that what happened to your pants?"
"Yes. And your point is?"
"Here," said the cop, digging through his pockets. "Have one of mine. But this is the last one, you hear me? You've already had five others!"
"Are you finished, son?" asked the cop.
Freddy nodded. "Yes, sir."
The cop raised an eyebrow. He was surprised that Freddy was the only one finished.
"I'm, like, finished too!" piped up a voice.
"And me!" called Tabitha.
"I've been finished for ages!" called Pietro.
"Then why didn't you mention it earlier?" asked Rogue.
"I didn't want to look like a show-off."
"And since when do you not look like a show-off?"
"I believe that our friend Pietro is ostentatious all the time," said Freddy. When he saw that everyone was staring at him, he responded with, "What? I'm allowed to use big words, aren't I?"
Five minutes later. . .
"Attention, everyone," announced the cop. "we have the results. Here is the list of all of you on this bus, excluding the driver. Please note that this is from the person with the least intelligence, to the person with the most intelligence.
John Allerdyce a.k.a Pyro Todd Tolenksy a.ka. Toad Piotr Rasputin a.k.a Colossus Pietro Maximoff a.k.a Quicksilver Scott Summers a.k.a Cyclops AND Lance Alvers a.k.a Avalanche Kurt Wagner a.k.a Nightcrawler Amanda Sefton Wanda Maximoff a.k.a the Scarlet Witch Tabitha Smith a.k.a Boom Boom Jean Grey Rogue Remy Lebeau a.k.a Gambit Katherine 'Kitty' Pryde a.k.a Shadowcat Frederick J. Dukes a.k.a the Blob
"Hey!" said Freddy, after the list was read out. "Who is this Frederick guy, and where was I?"
"Um, Freddy?" said Todd. "You are 'Frederick J. Dukes a.k.a the Blob', yo!"
"Really? Oh, man! I'm at the bottom of the list!"
"That's a good thing. That means you're the smartest of us all!"
"No way!" shouted Jean. "There is just no way that I am dumber than Freddy, let alone Rogue!"
"Hey!"
"I demand a retest!" yelled Scott. "There is no way that I am equal to this. . . to this. . . to this. . . oh, forget it. Insert insult here!"
"Nice comeback, shades!"
"Oh yeah, rock-boy? Why don't you try me, and I'll release us from these handcuffs, and I'll do it by blasting off your hand!"
"Go ahead, make my day!" he shouted, but did not say anything more, as both he and Scott were once again forced apart (although, it was for a very short distance, mind you) by Jean and Kitty.
"Sorry to have to interrupt here, folks," said the cop. "I regret to inform you that there was a mistake made by one of my fellow IQ officers. It concerns this young man's result," he finished, indicating Freddy.
"Oh, good. He didn't get the top score!" said Jean, relieved.
"No, ma'am. We were off by his score by another twenty points. It was higher than the mark we originally gave him."
"No!" shouted Jean. And then she fainted.
Pyro, ignoring Jean, asked, "Well, why did I get the lowest mark?!"
"Do you remember question two?"
"Yes. I marked that one as a yes."
"And there is your answer. That is an automatic fifty points deduction from your score."
"WHAT?!"
"You're an Australian, son. DEAL WITH IT!" With that, the cop tipped his hat, and got off the bus. And the bus continued on its merry mutant way.
Deemma_4w: So what did you get? You can tell me how low you got.
Queen of Random: Only 126.
Deemma_4w: O-kay. Wonder what the mutants will get?
Chapter Twelve: And the Results are in!
Pyro stared in dismay at the first question on the sheet of paper the cop had given him. "This is so unfair," he muttered. "Why did the first question have to be so hard? And what does my being Australian have to do with anything?"
"Shhh!" hissed Jean.
"What do you care, Jean? You can cheat!" said Tabitha.
"No I can't," answered Jean crossly. "I checked. No one knows the answers! Well, Pyro knows the answer to question two: Are you Australian?"
"Well, at least you can see what colours the pictures are," added Rogue.
"I know," said Kitty. "He's really annoying Lance, too."
And he was. From their section of the bus, this conversation could be heard.
"Stop moving your arm so much, goggle boy!"
"Well, I'm sorry, shake-down, but my right hand is the one hand-cuffed to you, and I just happen to right with that hand!"
"So? And I'm left handed!"
"Yeah, well, you scratching your butt with that hand is not a great experience!"
"Well, you did it first!"
"JEAN!"
"KITTY!"
"Stop shaking the bus!" shouted Colossus. Like Kurt, he was struggling with some of the English in the test.
There was a small BANG! (okay, maybe a big bang!) and Gambit raised a hand like an obedient school boy. "May I have another pencil?"
"Why?" asked the cop.
"I got frustrated, and it blew up."
"Isn't that what happened to your pants?"
"Yes. And your point is?"
"Here," said the cop, digging through his pockets. "Have one of mine. But this is the last one, you hear me? You've already had five others!"
"Are you finished, son?" asked the cop.
Freddy nodded. "Yes, sir."
The cop raised an eyebrow. He was surprised that Freddy was the only one finished.
"I'm, like, finished too!" piped up a voice.
"And me!" called Tabitha.
"I've been finished for ages!" called Pietro.
"Then why didn't you mention it earlier?" asked Rogue.
"I didn't want to look like a show-off."
"And since when do you not look like a show-off?"
"I believe that our friend Pietro is ostentatious all the time," said Freddy. When he saw that everyone was staring at him, he responded with, "What? I'm allowed to use big words, aren't I?"
Five minutes later. . .
"Attention, everyone," announced the cop. "we have the results. Here is the list of all of you on this bus, excluding the driver. Please note that this is from the person with the least intelligence, to the person with the most intelligence.
John Allerdyce a.k.a Pyro Todd Tolenksy a.ka. Toad Piotr Rasputin a.k.a Colossus Pietro Maximoff a.k.a Quicksilver Scott Summers a.k.a Cyclops AND Lance Alvers a.k.a Avalanche Kurt Wagner a.k.a Nightcrawler Amanda Sefton Wanda Maximoff a.k.a the Scarlet Witch Tabitha Smith a.k.a Boom Boom Jean Grey Rogue Remy Lebeau a.k.a Gambit Katherine 'Kitty' Pryde a.k.a Shadowcat Frederick J. Dukes a.k.a the Blob
"Hey!" said Freddy, after the list was read out. "Who is this Frederick guy, and where was I?"
"Um, Freddy?" said Todd. "You are 'Frederick J. Dukes a.k.a the Blob', yo!"
"Really? Oh, man! I'm at the bottom of the list!"
"That's a good thing. That means you're the smartest of us all!"
"No way!" shouted Jean. "There is just no way that I am dumber than Freddy, let alone Rogue!"
"Hey!"
"I demand a retest!" yelled Scott. "There is no way that I am equal to this. . . to this. . . to this. . . oh, forget it. Insert insult here!"
"Nice comeback, shades!"
"Oh yeah, rock-boy? Why don't you try me, and I'll release us from these handcuffs, and I'll do it by blasting off your hand!"
"Go ahead, make my day!" he shouted, but did not say anything more, as both he and Scott were once again forced apart (although, it was for a very short distance, mind you) by Jean and Kitty.
"Sorry to have to interrupt here, folks," said the cop. "I regret to inform you that there was a mistake made by one of my fellow IQ officers. It concerns this young man's result," he finished, indicating Freddy.
"Oh, good. He didn't get the top score!" said Jean, relieved.
"No, ma'am. We were off by his score by another twenty points. It was higher than the mark we originally gave him."
"No!" shouted Jean. And then she fainted.
Pyro, ignoring Jean, asked, "Well, why did I get the lowest mark?!"
"Do you remember question two?"
"Yes. I marked that one as a yes."
"And there is your answer. That is an automatic fifty points deduction from your score."
"WHAT?!"
"You're an Australian, son. DEAL WITH IT!" With that, the cop tipped his hat, and got off the bus. And the bus continued on its merry mutant way.