Forgive any typos, I'm working on notepad AND my laptop's keyboard suxxors.
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Spamfic: Congaaa!
by Ph34r
Requested by: Stephanie
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"YEEEEESSSSSSSSSS!"
The loud, innocent voice that one generally associates to Jamie Madrox rang throughout the top floor of Charles Xavier's Institute for Gifted Youngsters, down the stairs, and through every bedroom, bathroom and hall it could possibly ring through, causing everyone in the institute (and about a mile around) to hear it.
But the person who heard it the loudest was Professor Xavier himself, who was standing (er, sitting) right next to Jamie. He winced slightly, rubbing his temples.
"I can see that you're happy about this..." He said, smiling slightly. This went unnoticed by Jamie, however, as he currently was involved in a conga line with his multiples, who were all yelling 'We have internet! We have internet!' at the top of their lungs.
Yes. Xavier had just announced to the young mutant that the Institute now had internet access. Why they did not have it before, I don't know. I mean, you'd think that if they had a giant computer with the ability to locate mutants in their basement, they would at least have the 'net, right?
But I digress.
Everyone else, having heard the multiples' yelling, burst into the room. They ran straight to the Professor.
"We have internet?!" Xavier winced again, nodding.
"YEEEESSS!" They shouted, joining the ever-growing Jamie Conga, which now spanned the entire room because of several hits directed at the original Jamie.
They all rejoiced, until Jean paused, glancing at the Professor, who was in a fit of giggles. Her eyes narrowed.
"We don't have internet, LIAR!" Everyone else looked shocked. "GET HIIIIM!"
And later that day, when Ororo came back from her shopping trip, she found the professor locked in the hall closet, gagged and glued down to the floor.
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If y'all were wondering, Stephanie requested a spamfic in which Jamie and his multiples head a conga line.
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Spamfic: Congaaa!
by Ph34r
Requested by: Stephanie
****
"YEEEEESSSSSSSSSS!"
The loud, innocent voice that one generally associates to Jamie Madrox rang throughout the top floor of Charles Xavier's Institute for Gifted Youngsters, down the stairs, and through every bedroom, bathroom and hall it could possibly ring through, causing everyone in the institute (and about a mile around) to hear it.
But the person who heard it the loudest was Professor Xavier himself, who was standing (er, sitting) right next to Jamie. He winced slightly, rubbing his temples.
"I can see that you're happy about this..." He said, smiling slightly. This went unnoticed by Jamie, however, as he currently was involved in a conga line with his multiples, who were all yelling 'We have internet! We have internet!' at the top of their lungs.
Yes. Xavier had just announced to the young mutant that the Institute now had internet access. Why they did not have it before, I don't know. I mean, you'd think that if they had a giant computer with the ability to locate mutants in their basement, they would at least have the 'net, right?
But I digress.
Everyone else, having heard the multiples' yelling, burst into the room. They ran straight to the Professor.
"We have internet?!" Xavier winced again, nodding.
"YEEEESSS!" They shouted, joining the ever-growing Jamie Conga, which now spanned the entire room because of several hits directed at the original Jamie.
They all rejoiced, until Jean paused, glancing at the Professor, who was in a fit of giggles. Her eyes narrowed.
"We don't have internet, LIAR!" Everyone else looked shocked. "GET HIIIIM!"
And later that day, when Ororo came back from her shopping trip, she found the professor locked in the hall closet, gagged and glued down to the floor.
~~~~~~~~~
If y'all were wondering, Stephanie requested a spamfic in which Jamie and his multiples head a conga line.