Thanksgiving Madness
To Wizard1: Yeah, that Hawkeye and Razor! Those two will always be kids at heart, and they are more girl-crazy than the average horndogs! Knowing Scott and Jean, Jamie's going to collect a lot of money! I don't plan for Ace and X23 to get together.
To Red Witch: Here's some more madness for ya!
To JCKIDSMART: I'll try. I already have a lot going on in this fic. I used to be in an after-school program myself when I was a kid. It was for kids who wanted to be astronauts. I was, and still am, a bit of a space nut.
To torque: Yup, I got your review. That's happened to me. Yup, Jamie's smarter than the average clone-making mutant. No, Xavier isn't English. According to my X-Men guide book, Xavier was born in New York. You want an Irishman? I'll get you an Irishman! In my Christmas fic, I plan to bring in Banshee and his daughter Siryn. How's that? Who will carve the turkey? Well, we'll find out! You shouldn't be concerned about the whole Scottish thing with Hank and Tony. It's just for laughs.
To Sparky Genocide: Hey, Paul's an entertainer by nature! He'll find a way to make you laugh. And now, entering the fic, from Cobra Island, at 5'12" weighing in at 275 pounds, LEATHERSUUUUUUUUUIT!!!!!!!!!
Anything between the equal signs is a flashback.
Chapter 7: The Meeting with the Turkeys!
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"Oh my God." Senator Kelly limped down a street. His costume was in tatters. "That was horrible. So horrible. I'm gonna need therapy for a week!" He then heard a noise. "What the-YEOWWW!!!!" A nearby wall exploded, and a turkey flew through it. "HEY!!!" Kid Razor jumped through the hole.
"The only place you belong is in the Kid of Rock's sandwich!" Razor taunted, angering the turkey. Razor gave Kelly a quick punch in the face. "That's for making up stuff about me!"
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"I hope this new guy isn't going to be a pain." Zartan grumbled as the Dreadnoks rolled into town. He was pointing at a big, muscular teenager. The teen had long wild black hair, tied in a messy ponytail, and streaked with green. His skin was covered in dark green scales, and his eyes were yellow. He did have a human flat face. His grin revealed that most of his teeth were sharp. His fingernails were sharp, like claws. He wore nothing on his upper body but a black sleeveless leather jacket, with studs lining it. His wrists were wrapped with blue wristbands, he wore black fingerless gloves, he had red ribbons tied around his biceps, and he had on odd pants that looked like he stitched together a pair of black wrestling tights and blue jeans. Sticking out of his jeans was an alligator-esque tail. He also had on white wrestling boots. "You heard me, Leathersuit!"
"You want pain, Zartan?" The alligator-like teen laughed. "I'll give ya pain! Just like I deal in the ring!"
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"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Cobra Commander screamed, pounding his fists on the mat. He was trapped in a wrestling ring with Leathersuit, and the alligator-like teenager had the terrorist leader in a Kurt Angle-like ankle lock, laughing like crazy. "HELP ME!!!! DESTRO!!!! BARONESS!!! SOMEBODY!!!"
"Would you like some more popcorn?" Destro offered, holding out some popcorn to the Baroness.
"Thank you, darling." The Baroness took a handful of popcorn. The Dradnoks were watching as well, laughing their heads off.
"WHO DA MAN?!?!?!? WHO DA MAAAAAAANNNNNN!!!!!!" Leathersuit screamed insanely.
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"Leathersuit, what's up?" Virus wondered.
"I was just remembering." The alligator-like teen glared. "Remembering when I met the legendary Eric "Blazer" Wildfire. I wanted to train at his wrestling school. But he said I take it too far. That old fool! I HATE THE BLAZER!!!!" Leathersuit screamed.
"You know, he has two sons. One of them's a Misfit."
"Yeah, I met Jake. I'm gonna punk him out. I'm gonna make him face me in the ring. And I'm gonna whoop 'im."
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"Not exactly the little team I had in mind." Barbecue said to himself. "Three ferals and a pyromaniac. Hey, that sounds like the name for an 80s comedy." Barbecue chuckled. He was with Ace, X23, Pyro, and Tigra.
"Uhmmm, Barbecue? Can I ask you something?" Tigra fidgeted nervously. The five were checking a street. "I don't eat turkeys. Would I be offending anyone if I said so at the table?"
"You?" John laughed. "No offense cat-Sheila, but you were eyeing tuna fish very hungrily when I saw you in the kitchen. Your tail was twitching like crazy."
"I can't help it!" Tigra whined. "Ever since the accident, I've always had a craving for tuna fish."
"This conversation is completely stupid." X23 groaned. She then smelled something. "I smell turkey. Rotten Turkey."
"I smell turkey too." Ace sniffed the air. "I am kinda hungry. I wonder what ol' Stormy will whip up for dinner." Wildstar licked his lips.
"Are food, girls, and parties all you think about?!" X23 snapped.
"Cut me some slack, babe!" Ace grinned, putting up his hands in self- defense.
"And stop calling me that!!" X23 hollered. She was quieted by a scream.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" A bunch of Bayville High football players ran out of a pool hall. Following them was a group of angry-looking mutant turkeys. However, the rampaging turkeys seemed to have developed powers. One spat out flames, another had ice breath, a third had metal-tipped wings and tail feathers, a fourth turkey had a rocky body much like the Thing, and a fifth seemed to have a big head.
"O-kay. I think we're in trouble." Barbecue put down his visor.
"Let's set 'em on fire!" John happily leapt into action, flamethrowers at the ready.
"Pyro, no!" Barbecue called.
"Hey turkeys! Eat flames! WHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!!!" John fired a couple flame blasts. The metal-feathered turkey knocked the fireballs away, causing them to set the football team's butts on fire. The geniuses ran around, knocking into each other in a panic.
"Hoo boy." John gulped.
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Foxfire, Moonstar, Red Dragon, Storm, Bulldog, and Logan were checking out another street.
"Foxfire, wake up!" Dani snapped. The Detroit native had laid back against the wall and fallen asleep. "Alright, that's it!" Dani angrily used her powers on Fox.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" Foxfire screamed, clutching his head as he shot awake. "NO!!! Not the Liberace dream! AW GOD NO!! Aw man, that was horrible!!" Storm shook her head.
{I do not want to know} She said to herself.
"Hey, what's going on in there?" Bulldog pointed at a tavern. There was quite a ruckus there.
"Let's check it out." Logan said.
"Yipe!" Jake dodged a blur trying to clothesline him from behind. "Hey!" Leathersuit smirked at Jake.
"Hey dork. Remember me?" Leathersuit grinned.
"Garrett?" Jake realized.
"They call me Leathersuit now, boy! I'm gonna whoop you, then whoop your old man!" Leathersuit snickered.
Uh oh! More trouble! What'll happen next? Will Leathersuit and Red Dragon duke it out? Will the heroes be able to stop the turkeys? Will Kitty get eaten by the turkeys? (Kitty: AW COME ON!!!) Will the football team get blown up? Find out in the next exciting chapter!
To Wizard1: Yeah, that Hawkeye and Razor! Those two will always be kids at heart, and they are more girl-crazy than the average horndogs! Knowing Scott and Jean, Jamie's going to collect a lot of money! I don't plan for Ace and X23 to get together.
To Red Witch: Here's some more madness for ya!
To JCKIDSMART: I'll try. I already have a lot going on in this fic. I used to be in an after-school program myself when I was a kid. It was for kids who wanted to be astronauts. I was, and still am, a bit of a space nut.
To torque: Yup, I got your review. That's happened to me. Yup, Jamie's smarter than the average clone-making mutant. No, Xavier isn't English. According to my X-Men guide book, Xavier was born in New York. You want an Irishman? I'll get you an Irishman! In my Christmas fic, I plan to bring in Banshee and his daughter Siryn. How's that? Who will carve the turkey? Well, we'll find out! You shouldn't be concerned about the whole Scottish thing with Hank and Tony. It's just for laughs.
To Sparky Genocide: Hey, Paul's an entertainer by nature! He'll find a way to make you laugh. And now, entering the fic, from Cobra Island, at 5'12" weighing in at 275 pounds, LEATHERSUUUUUUUUUIT!!!!!!!!!
Anything between the equal signs is a flashback.
Chapter 7: The Meeting with the Turkeys!
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"Oh my God." Senator Kelly limped down a street. His costume was in tatters. "That was horrible. So horrible. I'm gonna need therapy for a week!" He then heard a noise. "What the-YEOWWW!!!!" A nearby wall exploded, and a turkey flew through it. "HEY!!!" Kid Razor jumped through the hole.
"The only place you belong is in the Kid of Rock's sandwich!" Razor taunted, angering the turkey. Razor gave Kelly a quick punch in the face. "That's for making up stuff about me!"
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"I hope this new guy isn't going to be a pain." Zartan grumbled as the Dreadnoks rolled into town. He was pointing at a big, muscular teenager. The teen had long wild black hair, tied in a messy ponytail, and streaked with green. His skin was covered in dark green scales, and his eyes were yellow. He did have a human flat face. His grin revealed that most of his teeth were sharp. His fingernails were sharp, like claws. He wore nothing on his upper body but a black sleeveless leather jacket, with studs lining it. His wrists were wrapped with blue wristbands, he wore black fingerless gloves, he had red ribbons tied around his biceps, and he had on odd pants that looked like he stitched together a pair of black wrestling tights and blue jeans. Sticking out of his jeans was an alligator-esque tail. He also had on white wrestling boots. "You heard me, Leathersuit!"
"You want pain, Zartan?" The alligator-like teen laughed. "I'll give ya pain! Just like I deal in the ring!"
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"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Cobra Commander screamed, pounding his fists on the mat. He was trapped in a wrestling ring with Leathersuit, and the alligator-like teenager had the terrorist leader in a Kurt Angle-like ankle lock, laughing like crazy. "HELP ME!!!! DESTRO!!!! BARONESS!!! SOMEBODY!!!"
"Would you like some more popcorn?" Destro offered, holding out some popcorn to the Baroness.
"Thank you, darling." The Baroness took a handful of popcorn. The Dradnoks were watching as well, laughing their heads off.
"WHO DA MAN?!?!?!? WHO DA MAAAAAAANNNNNN!!!!!!" Leathersuit screamed insanely.
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"Leathersuit, what's up?" Virus wondered.
"I was just remembering." The alligator-like teen glared. "Remembering when I met the legendary Eric "Blazer" Wildfire. I wanted to train at his wrestling school. But he said I take it too far. That old fool! I HATE THE BLAZER!!!!" Leathersuit screamed.
"You know, he has two sons. One of them's a Misfit."
"Yeah, I met Jake. I'm gonna punk him out. I'm gonna make him face me in the ring. And I'm gonna whoop 'im."
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"Not exactly the little team I had in mind." Barbecue said to himself. "Three ferals and a pyromaniac. Hey, that sounds like the name for an 80s comedy." Barbecue chuckled. He was with Ace, X23, Pyro, and Tigra.
"Uhmmm, Barbecue? Can I ask you something?" Tigra fidgeted nervously. The five were checking a street. "I don't eat turkeys. Would I be offending anyone if I said so at the table?"
"You?" John laughed. "No offense cat-Sheila, but you were eyeing tuna fish very hungrily when I saw you in the kitchen. Your tail was twitching like crazy."
"I can't help it!" Tigra whined. "Ever since the accident, I've always had a craving for tuna fish."
"This conversation is completely stupid." X23 groaned. She then smelled something. "I smell turkey. Rotten Turkey."
"I smell turkey too." Ace sniffed the air. "I am kinda hungry. I wonder what ol' Stormy will whip up for dinner." Wildstar licked his lips.
"Are food, girls, and parties all you think about?!" X23 snapped.
"Cut me some slack, babe!" Ace grinned, putting up his hands in self- defense.
"And stop calling me that!!" X23 hollered. She was quieted by a scream.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" A bunch of Bayville High football players ran out of a pool hall. Following them was a group of angry-looking mutant turkeys. However, the rampaging turkeys seemed to have developed powers. One spat out flames, another had ice breath, a third had metal-tipped wings and tail feathers, a fourth turkey had a rocky body much like the Thing, and a fifth seemed to have a big head.
"O-kay. I think we're in trouble." Barbecue put down his visor.
"Let's set 'em on fire!" John happily leapt into action, flamethrowers at the ready.
"Pyro, no!" Barbecue called.
"Hey turkeys! Eat flames! WHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!!!" John fired a couple flame blasts. The metal-feathered turkey knocked the fireballs away, causing them to set the football team's butts on fire. The geniuses ran around, knocking into each other in a panic.
"Hoo boy." John gulped.
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Foxfire, Moonstar, Red Dragon, Storm, Bulldog, and Logan were checking out another street.
"Foxfire, wake up!" Dani snapped. The Detroit native had laid back against the wall and fallen asleep. "Alright, that's it!" Dani angrily used her powers on Fox.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" Foxfire screamed, clutching his head as he shot awake. "NO!!! Not the Liberace dream! AW GOD NO!! Aw man, that was horrible!!" Storm shook her head.
{I do not want to know} She said to herself.
"Hey, what's going on in there?" Bulldog pointed at a tavern. There was quite a ruckus there.
"Let's check it out." Logan said.
"Yipe!" Jake dodged a blur trying to clothesline him from behind. "Hey!" Leathersuit smirked at Jake.
"Hey dork. Remember me?" Leathersuit grinned.
"Garrett?" Jake realized.
"They call me Leathersuit now, boy! I'm gonna whoop you, then whoop your old man!" Leathersuit snickered.
Uh oh! More trouble! What'll happen next? Will Leathersuit and Red Dragon duke it out? Will the heroes be able to stop the turkeys? Will Kitty get eaten by the turkeys? (Kitty: AW COME ON!!!) Will the football team get blown up? Find out in the next exciting chapter!