Hotter than Hellion
To RogueFanKC: Here ya go! Another Chapter! Enjoy!
To Sparky Genocide: She's a 'porter, huh? Interesting. I could see some jealousy on Kurt's part. Quite a personality you imagined for Cheney. I personally imagine her as some crazy rock chick who enjoys rocking and chasing Sam. I have seen the movie "Super Troopers". That movie is HILARIOUS!!!! I might use that idea. Thanks man!
Chapter 3: Foxfire, Meet the X-Men!
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(Xavier Institute)
The X-Men were gathered around in the Common Room, chattering. Word had spread that Wolverine and Storm had found a new recruit: An orange-haired native of Detroit known as Jason Fox. The two walked in, alongside Jason, or so they thought.
"Everyone meet Jason..." Storm turned to her side, but Fox was gone. "Fox?" She looked around. "Foxfire?" Wolverine sniffed the air.
"He's still here." Logan said. Jean squeaked in shock.
"Hey! Somebody goosed me!" She screamed. She then gave Scott a slap.
"Ow! What'd I do?" Scott whimpered. He then heard a disembodied laugh. "What was that?" The X-Men looked around. In the middle of the room, Jason Fox had seemingly faded into view. He was able to turn himself invisible. He was clad in white sneakers, a pair of tight blue jeans, and a red Shawn Michaels T-shirt. His orange hair was pulled into a ponytail, except for his bangs, and he was wearing a pair of red Bret Hart-esque shades.
"Hello, ladies." Fox bowed. "God's gift to all you women has finally arrived." He pulled down at his shades and winked at Jean. "I'll see you in my room, baby." Jean looked disgusted.
"Aw great, a greasy womanizer."
"What're your powers?" Sam asked. Fox looked at Cannonball.
"Who are you?" Fox asked in a tone that indicated he could care less.
"Sam Guthrie." Sam smiled. Fox grinned.
"Oh yeah, the inbred redneck hick from Tennessee." Fox laughed. Sam looked insulted.
"I'm from Kentucky." He said, offended.
"Home of the Derby." Fox nodded. "Appropriate considering you do look kinda like a disfigured racehorse. Man, I'm good!" Fox laughed. Sam crossed his arms.
"I don't like this guy." Sam said. The X-Men introduced themselves, and Fox had a smart remark for every one of them. He called Kurt "a blue stuffed animal that was brought to life", Kitty "a Valley Girl wannabe", said Peter should avoid rain, and that Rogue was "no Southern Belle, just a Southern Jezebel", all for starters. The X-Men looked insulted by Fox's remarks. It was obvious the guy had a huge ego.
"I hate this guy!" Jean fumed. "First, he demonstrates that he cannot keep his hands to himself, then he makes fun of all of us! He'd make a fantastic Misfit!"
"Are you sure he's on our side?" Scott groaned.
"Maybe that's just his way of dealing with nerves." Peter shrugged. "I remember when I first came here."
"Maybe we should give Fox a little time to adjust." Beast shrugged.
"FOX, YOU JERK!!!" Tabitha screamed. An explosion soon followed.
"OWWWWWWCH!!!!" Foxfire screamed.
"I think he should be very careful." Beast sighed. Ororo groaned.
"I remembered the flight." Storm sighed. "Fox would not keep quiet. Always moving his mouth." Later on, the X-Men had lunch. Thankfully, Jean and Kitty did not cook anything. The gang learned another one of Fox's habits.
"Fox, put zat mirror down, will ya?!" Kurt moaned. Fox was sitting at the table, carrying a mirror. He was looking at himself.
"Man, I am so good-looking. I mean, I can't get any better-looking than this." Foxfire grinned at himself.
"How long has he been staring at himself in that mirror?" Ray asked.
"All day." Amara groaned. "And you all say I'm vain."
"You just don't want to admit you want me." Fox grinned at Amara, wiggling his eyebrows. Amara sneered.
"Fox, in case you didn't know, I am a princess."
{WHOOOO!!!! YEAH!!!! My charms do it again!! I got a royal craving my gorgeous self!} Foxfire grinned. He then looked at Scott, who sat next to him. "Can you move? You're not making me look good."
"Pass the salt, please." Scott said.
"I don't deal with nerds." Fox said simply. Scott glared.
"I want the salt, Fox. Not to buy stuff off you."
"Not my problem." Fox glared back. "You think you can order ME around? I'm Jason Fox, the World's Sexiest Man! How dare you order me around! Just because I am better than you, and you're jealous, that does not give you the right to order me around."
"Just give him de salt, you Shawn Michaels wannabe!" Gambit snapped. Jason angrily jumped up.
"He can get it himself, you Cajun dork!" Fox threw a fireball at Remy, knocking him over. "Now you know why they call me Foxfire!"
"AGGGGH!!!! GAMBIT'S FAVORITE COAT!!! IT ON FIRE!!!" Gambit screamed, rolling on the floor.
"Fox, knock it off!" Logan snapped.
"I'm outta here!" Fox left the table angrily. "I can't eat with everyone around here being jealous of my gorgeousness! I'm being persecuted for being good looking!" The Detroit native stalked off.
"All I wanted was some salt!" Scott said in disbelief. "I asked him for some salt, and he thinks I'm trying to boss him around!"
"My God, that guy's got an ego!" Peter groaned.
"Like, yeah." Kitty agreed. "And he's a pervert. He kept eyeing me." Outside, out a window, Wildstar watched. Thanks to his talent for stealth, the feral mutant was able to avoid all the sensors the mansion had. He couldn't help but snicker at Foxfire's latest outburst.
"Typical Fox. That idiot actually believes that everyone's jealous of his looks." Ace shook his head in shame. {Man, I'm really worried about Jake. Poor guy. If it weren't for his...problem, he wouldn't have been forced into membership in the Hellions.} His thoughts were interrupted by a beeping from his belt. Ace put on his comm device. "Yeah? Uh-huh. Fox is with the X-Men. The idiot had another outburst. Yeah. I'll keep watching." Wildstar put away his device. {Aw man, why was I recruited by these guys? I was just a regular feral kid from LA. I had my own band, the Ballroom Blitzers. Hee hee, that song rules. Soon after, these guys, including this dude with a patch, said they needed me. It was revealed to me that I had twin cousins who were Misfits, and they needed me to play James Bond. I was placed in the Hellions as a spy, because the dude with the patch feared that the Hellfire Club might try to take over the world. I don't blame 'em. That Emma Frost is creepy. Unbelievably hot, but creepy. It's hard to believe a chick that hot can be so scary. But at least the Hellion girls are nice, despite the fact that Monet constantly tries to seduce me. But then, all the girls do.} He then snapped out of it when he saw Logan look at the window suspiciously. {Time to make like a banana and split, baby, split!} Wildstar slipped away unnoticed, but he stayed near the mansion so he could continue his mission.
Aw man! Fox sure knows how to make an impression! Anyway, what'll happen next? Who is Wildstar working for? What's up with Jake? Will Foxfire stop being a jerk? Find out in the next exciting chapter!
To RogueFanKC: Here ya go! Another Chapter! Enjoy!
To Sparky Genocide: She's a 'porter, huh? Interesting. I could see some jealousy on Kurt's part. Quite a personality you imagined for Cheney. I personally imagine her as some crazy rock chick who enjoys rocking and chasing Sam. I have seen the movie "Super Troopers". That movie is HILARIOUS!!!! I might use that idea. Thanks man!
Chapter 3: Foxfire, Meet the X-Men!
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(Xavier Institute)
The X-Men were gathered around in the Common Room, chattering. Word had spread that Wolverine and Storm had found a new recruit: An orange-haired native of Detroit known as Jason Fox. The two walked in, alongside Jason, or so they thought.
"Everyone meet Jason..." Storm turned to her side, but Fox was gone. "Fox?" She looked around. "Foxfire?" Wolverine sniffed the air.
"He's still here." Logan said. Jean squeaked in shock.
"Hey! Somebody goosed me!" She screamed. She then gave Scott a slap.
"Ow! What'd I do?" Scott whimpered. He then heard a disembodied laugh. "What was that?" The X-Men looked around. In the middle of the room, Jason Fox had seemingly faded into view. He was able to turn himself invisible. He was clad in white sneakers, a pair of tight blue jeans, and a red Shawn Michaels T-shirt. His orange hair was pulled into a ponytail, except for his bangs, and he was wearing a pair of red Bret Hart-esque shades.
"Hello, ladies." Fox bowed. "God's gift to all you women has finally arrived." He pulled down at his shades and winked at Jean. "I'll see you in my room, baby." Jean looked disgusted.
"Aw great, a greasy womanizer."
"What're your powers?" Sam asked. Fox looked at Cannonball.
"Who are you?" Fox asked in a tone that indicated he could care less.
"Sam Guthrie." Sam smiled. Fox grinned.
"Oh yeah, the inbred redneck hick from Tennessee." Fox laughed. Sam looked insulted.
"I'm from Kentucky." He said, offended.
"Home of the Derby." Fox nodded. "Appropriate considering you do look kinda like a disfigured racehorse. Man, I'm good!" Fox laughed. Sam crossed his arms.
"I don't like this guy." Sam said. The X-Men introduced themselves, and Fox had a smart remark for every one of them. He called Kurt "a blue stuffed animal that was brought to life", Kitty "a Valley Girl wannabe", said Peter should avoid rain, and that Rogue was "no Southern Belle, just a Southern Jezebel", all for starters. The X-Men looked insulted by Fox's remarks. It was obvious the guy had a huge ego.
"I hate this guy!" Jean fumed. "First, he demonstrates that he cannot keep his hands to himself, then he makes fun of all of us! He'd make a fantastic Misfit!"
"Are you sure he's on our side?" Scott groaned.
"Maybe that's just his way of dealing with nerves." Peter shrugged. "I remember when I first came here."
"Maybe we should give Fox a little time to adjust." Beast shrugged.
"FOX, YOU JERK!!!" Tabitha screamed. An explosion soon followed.
"OWWWWWWCH!!!!" Foxfire screamed.
"I think he should be very careful." Beast sighed. Ororo groaned.
"I remembered the flight." Storm sighed. "Fox would not keep quiet. Always moving his mouth." Later on, the X-Men had lunch. Thankfully, Jean and Kitty did not cook anything. The gang learned another one of Fox's habits.
"Fox, put zat mirror down, will ya?!" Kurt moaned. Fox was sitting at the table, carrying a mirror. He was looking at himself.
"Man, I am so good-looking. I mean, I can't get any better-looking than this." Foxfire grinned at himself.
"How long has he been staring at himself in that mirror?" Ray asked.
"All day." Amara groaned. "And you all say I'm vain."
"You just don't want to admit you want me." Fox grinned at Amara, wiggling his eyebrows. Amara sneered.
"Fox, in case you didn't know, I am a princess."
{WHOOOO!!!! YEAH!!!! My charms do it again!! I got a royal craving my gorgeous self!} Foxfire grinned. He then looked at Scott, who sat next to him. "Can you move? You're not making me look good."
"Pass the salt, please." Scott said.
"I don't deal with nerds." Fox said simply. Scott glared.
"I want the salt, Fox. Not to buy stuff off you."
"Not my problem." Fox glared back. "You think you can order ME around? I'm Jason Fox, the World's Sexiest Man! How dare you order me around! Just because I am better than you, and you're jealous, that does not give you the right to order me around."
"Just give him de salt, you Shawn Michaels wannabe!" Gambit snapped. Jason angrily jumped up.
"He can get it himself, you Cajun dork!" Fox threw a fireball at Remy, knocking him over. "Now you know why they call me Foxfire!"
"AGGGGH!!!! GAMBIT'S FAVORITE COAT!!! IT ON FIRE!!!" Gambit screamed, rolling on the floor.
"Fox, knock it off!" Logan snapped.
"I'm outta here!" Fox left the table angrily. "I can't eat with everyone around here being jealous of my gorgeousness! I'm being persecuted for being good looking!" The Detroit native stalked off.
"All I wanted was some salt!" Scott said in disbelief. "I asked him for some salt, and he thinks I'm trying to boss him around!"
"My God, that guy's got an ego!" Peter groaned.
"Like, yeah." Kitty agreed. "And he's a pervert. He kept eyeing me." Outside, out a window, Wildstar watched. Thanks to his talent for stealth, the feral mutant was able to avoid all the sensors the mansion had. He couldn't help but snicker at Foxfire's latest outburst.
"Typical Fox. That idiot actually believes that everyone's jealous of his looks." Ace shook his head in shame. {Man, I'm really worried about Jake. Poor guy. If it weren't for his...problem, he wouldn't have been forced into membership in the Hellions.} His thoughts were interrupted by a beeping from his belt. Ace put on his comm device. "Yeah? Uh-huh. Fox is with the X-Men. The idiot had another outburst. Yeah. I'll keep watching." Wildstar put away his device. {Aw man, why was I recruited by these guys? I was just a regular feral kid from LA. I had my own band, the Ballroom Blitzers. Hee hee, that song rules. Soon after, these guys, including this dude with a patch, said they needed me. It was revealed to me that I had twin cousins who were Misfits, and they needed me to play James Bond. I was placed in the Hellions as a spy, because the dude with the patch feared that the Hellfire Club might try to take over the world. I don't blame 'em. That Emma Frost is creepy. Unbelievably hot, but creepy. It's hard to believe a chick that hot can be so scary. But at least the Hellion girls are nice, despite the fact that Monet constantly tries to seduce me. But then, all the girls do.} He then snapped out of it when he saw Logan look at the window suspiciously. {Time to make like a banana and split, baby, split!} Wildstar slipped away unnoticed, but he stayed near the mansion so he could continue his mission.
Aw man! Fox sure knows how to make an impression! Anyway, what'll happen next? Who is Wildstar working for? What's up with Jake? Will Foxfire stop being a jerk? Find out in the next exciting chapter!