While the Adults are away
By Todd Fan
Disclaimer: "You deserve the services of a great wizard, but i'm afraid you'll have to be glad of the aid of a second-rate pickpocket".
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I'm not sure how this chapter happened...i don't think i want to know. Incidentaly, for those of you who don't know X-Factor, it was a comic series, led by Havok...well not only by Havok, but he was a leader...until he went a little bit ga ga...i'll shut up now. Those of you who ARE comic buffs, like myself (and darn proud of it) pick up the little nods to the series in this chappie, tee hee. ;)
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Chapter 13 - Havok has a dream
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A little while later, the party was starting to lose it's magical glow. All of Logan's precious Candian beer had been drunk, and a priceless Dynasty Ming vase had been 'accidentally' smashed...the culprit not yet found, but considering that a playing card was found nearby, fingers pointed to a certain Cajun. Scott had given up the fight to keep the party slightly normal hours ago, and had run off to his room, locking himself in and refusing to come out for anyone....not even Jean. X23 had taken to sulking in a corner. Alex, on his round of shmoosing, walked up to her with a big grin.
"Hi there!", he said, "is this a totally tubular party or what?"
X23 gave him a look that would have disintergrated him if she had the power to do so. Alex, however, was completely oblivious to this and leant on the wall, smiling at her.
"Sooooo, i haven't see you around here before, babe", said Alex giving her a wink, "what's your story?"
"I was created in a lab from Wolverines DNA", said X23 darkly, "i was moulded from birth to become the ultimate weapon, removed from all forms of love and compassion"
Alex blinked.
"Ok...i don't know how to talk to you", he said, backing away, right into Ray, who gave him a GLARE before walking into the kitchen.
"What is WITH everyone today?", said Alex, "seesh, you guys have really started slipping in you're recruitment approaches, its a wonder anyone wants to stay in this depressing place. Everyone's just nasty to you"
He glanced around, no one had paid him a hint of interest.
"Well, fine, i'll just go work for Magneto then".
THAT brought some attention to him.
"NOOOOO!", cried Piotr, putting his hand on his head, shaking it and starting to cry.
Pyro patted him on the shoulder.
"There, there, Peety", he said, "he didn't mean it, he wouldn't really come and live with us"
"Yes i would", said Alex, crossing his arms.
"NO, you WOULDN'T", said Remy, "awww, look you've made Piotr cry"
"I don't want him there", sniffled Piotr, "he talks funny and he'll make us *sniff* watch the..."
His voice went extremely squeaky and he started to cry again.
"That was 'surfing channel'", said Pyro for the rest of the group, patting Piotr on the back.
"Huh", said Alex, "well, i'm too pretty to go to the Morlocks, so i'll start my OWN group! We'll work undercover, pretending to work for the government when we're really helping mutants in distress. We shall be called...."
He paused for effect.
"X-Factor!"
He was greeted by a round of blank looks.
"Dat is the stupidest idea dat Gambit has ever heard", said Remy
"It'd NEVER work", agreed Rogue, "man, Havok, you've had too much punch"
"But...but", stammered Alex, "it'd be REALLY cool! I can call in that Wolf- Girl from Scotland, and..and..i could have a hot chick. A HOT CHICK!"
"Yeah, right", snorted Bobby, "and Sabertooth and Mystique will fight with you for the better good, all reformed"
"....It could happen", said Alex, sullenly, "Jamie, you can join"
Jamie blinked at him.
"I'm already the leader of YAMS", he said pointedly, "why would i want to join YOUR imaginary little fantasy group?...I'd probably end up dead anyway"
"No you wouldn't!", said Alex, "oh and i can have a wild beast-dude like Logan, 'cause every group needs a wild beast-dude, and i can get Forge to join and make little lazers that go pihsso, pihsoo!"
"Next you'll be telling me that you'll have a hologram team-mate from the future", teased Kitty.
"Yeah!", said Havok, "and that hologram will also be a hot chick. And all the hot chicks will dance around me and call me their king"
There was another round of dead silence, before the room errupted in laughter. Havok narrowed his eyes.
"Oh, go on, everybody laugh and shatter my dreams!", said Havok, "it's okay for big brother Scott to lead a team, but can little brother Alex? Nooooooo!"
"Alex", said Jean sweetly, putting her hand on his shoulder, "i hate to be the one to tell you this but....you have the leadership skills of a Rasin"
Alex watched her for a while, before giving a small, sad sigh.
"Fine....now you've sucessfully bummed me out, i'm going to go upstairs and brood".
With that, he stormed off upstairs.
"Yey, he's gone!", cheered Pyro.
"I thought he'd NEVER leave", said X23.
"X-Factor", scoffed Kurt, "have you ever heard of anything so stupid in all your life?"
"It'll never take off", said Rogue, "it'll stay a silly little dream, like YAMS"
"HEY!", said Jamie, "YAMS is just fine!"
"Jamie, you have TWO members", said Bobby, "you can't have a group with just TWO members"
"Oh", said Pyro, "i KNEW there was something i'd forgotten....oh well"
*****
After the party had offically died and everyone had gone to bed, Scott had taken it upon himself to sneak out of his room and clean up the mess behind, one armed and all. In the morning, Pyro would marvel at the wonders of 'the after-party clean-up Elves', and spend the rest of the day trying to find their nest. But for now, Scott didn't care. HIS home was messy and HE was going to clean it up. Then he'd have something to fall back on when Xavier freaked out over all the mess. He still wasn't EXACTLY sure how he would clean up Storm's attic, he had decided it might be best to leave it as it was and hope Storm would blame Sam for neglecting her plants....uh oh, speaking of Sam, did he take his eye drops that night? He walked over to the small chart he had made (much to the whining of the others) stating exactly when Sam had been given his medication. It was marked off for today indeed....in Sam's handwriting.
"Nice try, Guthrie", said Scott, sighing and picking up the eye-drop bottle.
He would get the Southerner while he slept. It was a decision he would live to regret. He got as far as prying Sam's eye open when he woke up, panicked and reflexively cannonballed. Unfortunately, Scott couldn't get out of the way in time and was canonballed through three walls before hitting an outside wall and falling onto the fountain in the dirveway, then onto the floor. This resulted in an trip to the emergency room, Scott returning in a full body cast, having to be wheeled around on a trolley to get anywhere.
"I hate you", he said to Sam darkly.
"Hey, it's your own fault!", said Sam, "what kinda idiot comes sneakin' around people's rooms in the middle of the night, openin' their eyes?"
"Sam, i would like to hurt you, SOOO badly", said Scott, "unfortunately, the only bone in my body that is NOT broken is my thumb"
He wiggled his thumb, the only piece of skin showing through his cast, apart from his face, to prove a point.
CRACK.
"Owwwwww!", screamed Scott.
"Oh...looks like you broke that one too", said Jean, "back to the emergency room"
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Another chapter done and dusted, oh what fun this is. Did you get all the X- Factor in-jokes? Did'ya, did'ya? Oh the last piece with Scott breaking his thumb was shamelessly stolen from the Simpsons Do review, until next time...
By Todd Fan
Disclaimer: "You deserve the services of a great wizard, but i'm afraid you'll have to be glad of the aid of a second-rate pickpocket".
***
I'm not sure how this chapter happened...i don't think i want to know. Incidentaly, for those of you who don't know X-Factor, it was a comic series, led by Havok...well not only by Havok, but he was a leader...until he went a little bit ga ga...i'll shut up now. Those of you who ARE comic buffs, like myself (and darn proud of it) pick up the little nods to the series in this chappie, tee hee. ;)
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Chapter 13 - Havok has a dream
***
A little while later, the party was starting to lose it's magical glow. All of Logan's precious Candian beer had been drunk, and a priceless Dynasty Ming vase had been 'accidentally' smashed...the culprit not yet found, but considering that a playing card was found nearby, fingers pointed to a certain Cajun. Scott had given up the fight to keep the party slightly normal hours ago, and had run off to his room, locking himself in and refusing to come out for anyone....not even Jean. X23 had taken to sulking in a corner. Alex, on his round of shmoosing, walked up to her with a big grin.
"Hi there!", he said, "is this a totally tubular party or what?"
X23 gave him a look that would have disintergrated him if she had the power to do so. Alex, however, was completely oblivious to this and leant on the wall, smiling at her.
"Sooooo, i haven't see you around here before, babe", said Alex giving her a wink, "what's your story?"
"I was created in a lab from Wolverines DNA", said X23 darkly, "i was moulded from birth to become the ultimate weapon, removed from all forms of love and compassion"
Alex blinked.
"Ok...i don't know how to talk to you", he said, backing away, right into Ray, who gave him a GLARE before walking into the kitchen.
"What is WITH everyone today?", said Alex, "seesh, you guys have really started slipping in you're recruitment approaches, its a wonder anyone wants to stay in this depressing place. Everyone's just nasty to you"
He glanced around, no one had paid him a hint of interest.
"Well, fine, i'll just go work for Magneto then".
THAT brought some attention to him.
"NOOOOO!", cried Piotr, putting his hand on his head, shaking it and starting to cry.
Pyro patted him on the shoulder.
"There, there, Peety", he said, "he didn't mean it, he wouldn't really come and live with us"
"Yes i would", said Alex, crossing his arms.
"NO, you WOULDN'T", said Remy, "awww, look you've made Piotr cry"
"I don't want him there", sniffled Piotr, "he talks funny and he'll make us *sniff* watch the..."
His voice went extremely squeaky and he started to cry again.
"That was 'surfing channel'", said Pyro for the rest of the group, patting Piotr on the back.
"Huh", said Alex, "well, i'm too pretty to go to the Morlocks, so i'll start my OWN group! We'll work undercover, pretending to work for the government when we're really helping mutants in distress. We shall be called...."
He paused for effect.
"X-Factor!"
He was greeted by a round of blank looks.
"Dat is the stupidest idea dat Gambit has ever heard", said Remy
"It'd NEVER work", agreed Rogue, "man, Havok, you've had too much punch"
"But...but", stammered Alex, "it'd be REALLY cool! I can call in that Wolf- Girl from Scotland, and..and..i could have a hot chick. A HOT CHICK!"
"Yeah, right", snorted Bobby, "and Sabertooth and Mystique will fight with you for the better good, all reformed"
"....It could happen", said Alex, sullenly, "Jamie, you can join"
Jamie blinked at him.
"I'm already the leader of YAMS", he said pointedly, "why would i want to join YOUR imaginary little fantasy group?...I'd probably end up dead anyway"
"No you wouldn't!", said Alex, "oh and i can have a wild beast-dude like Logan, 'cause every group needs a wild beast-dude, and i can get Forge to join and make little lazers that go pihsso, pihsoo!"
"Next you'll be telling me that you'll have a hologram team-mate from the future", teased Kitty.
"Yeah!", said Havok, "and that hologram will also be a hot chick. And all the hot chicks will dance around me and call me their king"
There was another round of dead silence, before the room errupted in laughter. Havok narrowed his eyes.
"Oh, go on, everybody laugh and shatter my dreams!", said Havok, "it's okay for big brother Scott to lead a team, but can little brother Alex? Nooooooo!"
"Alex", said Jean sweetly, putting her hand on his shoulder, "i hate to be the one to tell you this but....you have the leadership skills of a Rasin"
Alex watched her for a while, before giving a small, sad sigh.
"Fine....now you've sucessfully bummed me out, i'm going to go upstairs and brood".
With that, he stormed off upstairs.
"Yey, he's gone!", cheered Pyro.
"I thought he'd NEVER leave", said X23.
"X-Factor", scoffed Kurt, "have you ever heard of anything so stupid in all your life?"
"It'll never take off", said Rogue, "it'll stay a silly little dream, like YAMS"
"HEY!", said Jamie, "YAMS is just fine!"
"Jamie, you have TWO members", said Bobby, "you can't have a group with just TWO members"
"Oh", said Pyro, "i KNEW there was something i'd forgotten....oh well"
*****
After the party had offically died and everyone had gone to bed, Scott had taken it upon himself to sneak out of his room and clean up the mess behind, one armed and all. In the morning, Pyro would marvel at the wonders of 'the after-party clean-up Elves', and spend the rest of the day trying to find their nest. But for now, Scott didn't care. HIS home was messy and HE was going to clean it up. Then he'd have something to fall back on when Xavier freaked out over all the mess. He still wasn't EXACTLY sure how he would clean up Storm's attic, he had decided it might be best to leave it as it was and hope Storm would blame Sam for neglecting her plants....uh oh, speaking of Sam, did he take his eye drops that night? He walked over to the small chart he had made (much to the whining of the others) stating exactly when Sam had been given his medication. It was marked off for today indeed....in Sam's handwriting.
"Nice try, Guthrie", said Scott, sighing and picking up the eye-drop bottle.
He would get the Southerner while he slept. It was a decision he would live to regret. He got as far as prying Sam's eye open when he woke up, panicked and reflexively cannonballed. Unfortunately, Scott couldn't get out of the way in time and was canonballed through three walls before hitting an outside wall and falling onto the fountain in the dirveway, then onto the floor. This resulted in an trip to the emergency room, Scott returning in a full body cast, having to be wheeled around on a trolley to get anywhere.
"I hate you", he said to Sam darkly.
"Hey, it's your own fault!", said Sam, "what kinda idiot comes sneakin' around people's rooms in the middle of the night, openin' their eyes?"
"Sam, i would like to hurt you, SOOO badly", said Scott, "unfortunately, the only bone in my body that is NOT broken is my thumb"
He wiggled his thumb, the only piece of skin showing through his cast, apart from his face, to prove a point.
CRACK.
"Owwwwww!", screamed Scott.
"Oh...looks like you broke that one too", said Jean, "back to the emergency room"
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Another chapter done and dusted, oh what fun this is. Did you get all the X- Factor in-jokes? Did'ya, did'ya? Oh the last piece with Scott breaking his thumb was shamelessly stolen from the Simpsons Do review, until next time...