Okay guys, I know this has been forever, but only one person ever guessed
the movie. Which was . . . Renaissance Man, starring Danny DeVito and
Mark Walburg. The reason Bobby got all that mail is that I picked him
randomly. I would have picked Kurt except he is the one handing out the
mail. Any ways, welcome back and I hope I don't disappoint.
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On My Own Two Feet: a Jamie Madrox Story
Chapter three
It didn't take long for Sam to explain the situation to Professor Xavier, and for the team to get assembled. The situation was that his sister was tearing her face off with metal faces, and cotton faces underneath. She was a mutant. The team was Sam (of course), Scott, Jamie, and Logan. Scott and Logan had gone out to the Guthrie farm before, to pick-up Sam. It was a tedious ride in the velocity, and then they had to take a car with them because they could land the XM Velocity too close to the farm (they had found out the hard way that aircraft spook cattle when at close range).
Jamie felt almost like he was returning home. He himself had grown up on a farm, but as he saw the fields well tended, he know that there were actually people there, not just a pair of cold parents and their son who was practically a hostage. As they pulled the X-Van, which they had airlifted to the outskirts of the town, up to the farm house, a wave of children came running out of the enormous farm house. Sam was the last to get out, and the second he did, thirteen children leapt atop him, and one little infant slowly crawled to the top of the heap and sat their smiling at her accomplishment. As they had jumped upon their oldest brother, they each said the same thing, "Guthrie Dog pile!"
As Sam reached out to his teammates for help they looked at each other devilishly, calmly said, "Guthrie Dog pile," and plopped themselves on either side of the baby girl. After certain threats were made, Sam was eventually allowed to get up, and breath. He cast a look of laughing betrayal at his team mates, but it was quickly removed when a stout woman in a flowered dress and apron came out of the house.
"Sammy! Sammy 'zat you?" called the warm looking plump woman.
"Momma!" Sam yelled as he ran over and wrapped his mother in a hug.
"Oh, baby, its good to have you back," she said as she hugged him. She then turned her attention to her son's traveling partners, "Logan, ya'll hungry for more 'a mah pot pah?"
"If yer cooking Mabel," Logan said tipping his Stetson to her, "You had better believe it."
"Oh, Scott, ya'll still as thin as an stalk 'a corn, come on in an' let Auntie Mabel put some meat on 'em bones."
"Thank you very much Mrs. Guthrie," Scott said. He liked this woman because she treated everyone as her child. Kurt had made the joke that it might be because she had so many, it was just easier to assume that every one was. of course Kurt practically begged to stay with someone who cooks so much, so well.
"And I take it 'is is yer little bruther Sammy talked 'bout. Alex, was it?" she said directing her attention at Jamie.
"Uh, actually," Scott said, with a hand on Jamie's back, "This is Jamie Madrox. My brother lives in Hawaii."
"Oh, well sorry dear," Mabel said giving Jamie a warm hug, "It's a honor to meet ya. Ya'll come on in an' sit down an' rest a spell."
"Whar's Paige, Momma?" Sam asked, he knew that they needed to start talking about her.
"She's in the corn field Sam," said Sam's nine year old brother Matt Beer Guthrie (A/N: my only Winner and he didn't leave a name, so I wanted to make sure he got recognized).
"Oh, shoot," said Mabel, "It'll take hours to find 'er unless we all go searchin'"
"I'll take care of it Mrs. Guthrie," Jamie piped up.
"Oh, that's sweet dear, but that there corn field's purty big, it'll take hours fer one person to find one person."
"Don't worry Momma," Sam said, "This is the Multiple guy I wrote you 'bout," Sam explained.
"Oh, well bless mah heart, I been wantin' to see this little guy do his trick. More than any 'a yer friends Sammy, I wanted to see this 'un."
Jamie blushed, and turned to face the corn field which they had driven through. He took a deep breath, and concentrated on twenty. That was how many clones he wanted to make. He clapped his hands for effect, he actually could do it with out even moving, but the clap of the hands looked good. Suddenly there were twenty other Jaime's.
"Well, lan' sakes, I wouldn't mahnd bein able ta do tha'" said Mrs. Guthrie. "Always so much to do, and never enough hands."
"Do you need help getting ready for dinner?" Jamie asked excitedly, "Cause we love to help." He clapped his hands and four more clones slid out of him. Jamie looked to each one of them in turn and they jogged over to help Mrs. Guthrie get ready for dinner. "We'll be back in before you guys say grace!" a clone called out. And with that the clones and the original plunged along into the maize, while everyone else went in with the four Jamie's to help get dinner ready.
Not for the first time, Jamie was thankful that each clone could think for itself, because having to control twenty-five minds would have been a pain. He luckily had a form of telepathy linking him and the other clones.
It was ten minutes later (they were beginning to hurry because Jamie's inside were telling them that dinner was almost ready) that a clone found Paige.
"Uh, hi," Said the nervous clone.
Paige leaned back where she said on the earth. She didn't know this kid, or why any stranger would be in their cornfields this late in the day. "Who are you?" she said carefully as she stood up.
"I'm J-16," said the clone calmly. He wanted to show her he meant no harm, but with a name like J-16, he knew she had to be freaked.
"What kahnd of a name is that?" she asked incredulously. The truth was, she thought anyone with as dorky a name as that was no harm.
"you'll see," he smiled as the other Jamie's started to show up. It was getting crowded, and Paige was getting a little scared, until Jamie showed up. He absorbed all the clones from the cornfields as they showed up, and saved J-16 for last. "Nice job 16," he said with a pat on the back as he absorbed the clone.
"Whut on Gahd's green earth are you?!" Paige screamed.
"I'm a mutant, like you and your oldest brother," Jamie said kindly.
"But ah caint do nuthin lahk that, can ah?" she asked getting really confused.
"Not as far as I know," said Jamie. "But I know some people who can answer all the questions you have. A couple of them are sitting down to dinner at your house now. So what do you say you come back with me to the farm house, we eat dinner, and you talk to Mr. Logan and Scott about your powers."
"How do you know ah have paurs? And how do ya'll know 'bout Sammy?"
"Simple, I am his friend. We live in the same mansion. We would like you to join us."
"What 'bout mah momma?" she asked.
"Well that's what we talk about over dinner."
"Well . . . okay," she eventually resigned. With that they return to the farm house just twelve seconds before grace was said (the clones had been successful in stalling).
Dinner was an elaborate affair, at least as far as Jamie was concerned. There was tons of food, laughter and fun. In the end, Paige agreed to try the institute. Here things were packed and they were on their way. On the car ride back to the XM-Velocity, Paige had some questions that she hadn't thought to ask over dinner.
"Are there a lot of other girls at the institute?" she asked.
"Yeah, though a couple of them left recently," Scott answered. When he said this Sam looked forlornly out the window remembering his Rahne. (A/N: everybody puts Sam and Rahne together so I'll just jump on the band wagon here).
"There's Jean," Scott began to list the remaining females, "Amara, Tabby, Kitty, and . . . Rogue." Scott said the last name with a dreamy tone in his voice.
Jamie, who had been staring absently out the window, added the first thing that came to his mind; "Yeah, but none of them are as pretty as you."
Jamie went rigid as he realized what he had just said. Scott and Logan chuckled, Sam Snarled, and Paige blushed and thanked him. Jamie remained a bright red for the rest of the trip.
Paige wouldn't be going to public school for a while. Jamie however still had to go through the torturous hell the next day. It wasn't shaping up to be a good week.
Then on Wednesday Coach Takahashi took Jamie aside during PE and again congratulated him on his self-restraint. He then said, "you know, I was watching the news the other night and I saw some pictures of you and your friends. I couldn't help but wonder about how different from your old picture you look. And how much like one of your classmates you look."
"Uh, yeah," Jamie said, "I kinda wanted a new look. People respect Scott, and I wanna be respected too."
"Jamie," the coach said knowingly, "My father once told me something very important: If all you do is repeat things someone else said, then you never get heard. Do you understand?"
"Yeah, I guess."
"But . . ."
"But no one hears me anyway. And no one likes me as I am. I'm just too darn weak," Jamie said, wishing once again that he could curse better.
"well I can help you with that last part," Coach Takahashi offered. "You can join my Wednesday/Thursday weight training group."
"Really?" Jamie was surprised because no one offered to let him do physical things normally.
"Yeah really. Wed./Thur. is for beginners right now, so you wont be out of your depth."
"Cool!" Jamie was now excited about the possibility. He didn't delude himself, he knew it would be hard work. But Jamie wanted something to give himself some sort of power. "but, I gotta call the . . ."
"Already done," Coach Takahashi cut him off. "Professor Xavier and I both thought you would benefit from something like this. You can start tonight if you like, but you have to bring your gym clothes."
"Awesome!" Jamie was now exstatic. He was finally going to belong to a club (aside from the X-Men).
A few hours later, Jamie walked to the weight room Coach Takahashi told him about, stopped, and stared. He was the only guy in the room. The girls already in the room stared at him. they knew he was the school mutant. "What the hell are you doing here?" asked one girl with dark hair with blonde streaks.
"I'm, uh, looking for the Wed./Thur weight training group." Jamie was unsure as to why these girls were here after school, but the one talking to him was scary. "Could you tell me where it will meet?"
"Right here," squeaked a girl in the back of the room. She didn't dare look at Jamie. She'd heard a rumor that he could melt your brain if you looked him in the eye.
"Oh," Jamie stated, "I didn't expect this many girls."
"Why," said girl one, "Because women are weak? Because we belong in the kitchen? Huh, why you chavenistic mutant pig?"
"Uh, actually," Jamie said as he cowered in the corner she had backed him into, "I just didn't think that girls were that into it. I'd be an idiot to think girls are weak."
This successfully stymied Streak girl until Coach Takahashi showed up. He saw here with Jamie in a corner and said with a smile, "Cassandra, are you making our new team member feel welcome, or attacked?"
She backed off and looked at her feet, successful chastised. "Remember," Coach continued, "There are those who would put you down for being on the team.
After that the coach had everyone introduce themselves. Streak Girl was actually Cassandra Kay, the Squeaker in the back was Madelyn Boviea, there were a few others, but the only one who stood out was Katelyn Dempkoski, a real talker whose mother was making her take the course. There were three Megan's (although one was technically Meagan Calvert).
By the end of the meeting, Jamie knew basic etiquette, how to operate, how to spot, and that two nights a week he would return to the mansion hurting like hell. Luckily Wolverine let this count as one of his Danger-Room sessions.
But there was one thing that Jamie still wanted to try, even as he was becoming less like Scott, he wanted to have a date. He knew who he wanted to ask out, but of course, like Scott, he didn't have the guts to make a move. What's a kid to do?
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Well? What do you think? The girls (except for Madelyn) whose full names you get are real. Casandra was a girl I knew in high school who I know took weight training. Meagan was another girl from HS. And Katelyn is a relative whose mother probably would make her take weight training.
I tried to make this even better . . . what did you thing????? Please review, PLEASE!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
On My Own Two Feet: a Jamie Madrox Story
Chapter three
It didn't take long for Sam to explain the situation to Professor Xavier, and for the team to get assembled. The situation was that his sister was tearing her face off with metal faces, and cotton faces underneath. She was a mutant. The team was Sam (of course), Scott, Jamie, and Logan. Scott and Logan had gone out to the Guthrie farm before, to pick-up Sam. It was a tedious ride in the velocity, and then they had to take a car with them because they could land the XM Velocity too close to the farm (they had found out the hard way that aircraft spook cattle when at close range).
Jamie felt almost like he was returning home. He himself had grown up on a farm, but as he saw the fields well tended, he know that there were actually people there, not just a pair of cold parents and their son who was practically a hostage. As they pulled the X-Van, which they had airlifted to the outskirts of the town, up to the farm house, a wave of children came running out of the enormous farm house. Sam was the last to get out, and the second he did, thirteen children leapt atop him, and one little infant slowly crawled to the top of the heap and sat their smiling at her accomplishment. As they had jumped upon their oldest brother, they each said the same thing, "Guthrie Dog pile!"
As Sam reached out to his teammates for help they looked at each other devilishly, calmly said, "Guthrie Dog pile," and plopped themselves on either side of the baby girl. After certain threats were made, Sam was eventually allowed to get up, and breath. He cast a look of laughing betrayal at his team mates, but it was quickly removed when a stout woman in a flowered dress and apron came out of the house.
"Sammy! Sammy 'zat you?" called the warm looking plump woman.
"Momma!" Sam yelled as he ran over and wrapped his mother in a hug.
"Oh, baby, its good to have you back," she said as she hugged him. She then turned her attention to her son's traveling partners, "Logan, ya'll hungry for more 'a mah pot pah?"
"If yer cooking Mabel," Logan said tipping his Stetson to her, "You had better believe it."
"Oh, Scott, ya'll still as thin as an stalk 'a corn, come on in an' let Auntie Mabel put some meat on 'em bones."
"Thank you very much Mrs. Guthrie," Scott said. He liked this woman because she treated everyone as her child. Kurt had made the joke that it might be because she had so many, it was just easier to assume that every one was. of course Kurt practically begged to stay with someone who cooks so much, so well.
"And I take it 'is is yer little bruther Sammy talked 'bout. Alex, was it?" she said directing her attention at Jamie.
"Uh, actually," Scott said, with a hand on Jamie's back, "This is Jamie Madrox. My brother lives in Hawaii."
"Oh, well sorry dear," Mabel said giving Jamie a warm hug, "It's a honor to meet ya. Ya'll come on in an' sit down an' rest a spell."
"Whar's Paige, Momma?" Sam asked, he knew that they needed to start talking about her.
"She's in the corn field Sam," said Sam's nine year old brother Matt Beer Guthrie (A/N: my only Winner and he didn't leave a name, so I wanted to make sure he got recognized).
"Oh, shoot," said Mabel, "It'll take hours to find 'er unless we all go searchin'"
"I'll take care of it Mrs. Guthrie," Jamie piped up.
"Oh, that's sweet dear, but that there corn field's purty big, it'll take hours fer one person to find one person."
"Don't worry Momma," Sam said, "This is the Multiple guy I wrote you 'bout," Sam explained.
"Oh, well bless mah heart, I been wantin' to see this little guy do his trick. More than any 'a yer friends Sammy, I wanted to see this 'un."
Jamie blushed, and turned to face the corn field which they had driven through. He took a deep breath, and concentrated on twenty. That was how many clones he wanted to make. He clapped his hands for effect, he actually could do it with out even moving, but the clap of the hands looked good. Suddenly there were twenty other Jaime's.
"Well, lan' sakes, I wouldn't mahnd bein able ta do tha'" said Mrs. Guthrie. "Always so much to do, and never enough hands."
"Do you need help getting ready for dinner?" Jamie asked excitedly, "Cause we love to help." He clapped his hands and four more clones slid out of him. Jamie looked to each one of them in turn and they jogged over to help Mrs. Guthrie get ready for dinner. "We'll be back in before you guys say grace!" a clone called out. And with that the clones and the original plunged along into the maize, while everyone else went in with the four Jamie's to help get dinner ready.
Not for the first time, Jamie was thankful that each clone could think for itself, because having to control twenty-five minds would have been a pain. He luckily had a form of telepathy linking him and the other clones.
It was ten minutes later (they were beginning to hurry because Jamie's inside were telling them that dinner was almost ready) that a clone found Paige.
"Uh, hi," Said the nervous clone.
Paige leaned back where she said on the earth. She didn't know this kid, or why any stranger would be in their cornfields this late in the day. "Who are you?" she said carefully as she stood up.
"I'm J-16," said the clone calmly. He wanted to show her he meant no harm, but with a name like J-16, he knew she had to be freaked.
"What kahnd of a name is that?" she asked incredulously. The truth was, she thought anyone with as dorky a name as that was no harm.
"you'll see," he smiled as the other Jamie's started to show up. It was getting crowded, and Paige was getting a little scared, until Jamie showed up. He absorbed all the clones from the cornfields as they showed up, and saved J-16 for last. "Nice job 16," he said with a pat on the back as he absorbed the clone.
"Whut on Gahd's green earth are you?!" Paige screamed.
"I'm a mutant, like you and your oldest brother," Jamie said kindly.
"But ah caint do nuthin lahk that, can ah?" she asked getting really confused.
"Not as far as I know," said Jamie. "But I know some people who can answer all the questions you have. A couple of them are sitting down to dinner at your house now. So what do you say you come back with me to the farm house, we eat dinner, and you talk to Mr. Logan and Scott about your powers."
"How do you know ah have paurs? And how do ya'll know 'bout Sammy?"
"Simple, I am his friend. We live in the same mansion. We would like you to join us."
"What 'bout mah momma?" she asked.
"Well that's what we talk about over dinner."
"Well . . . okay," she eventually resigned. With that they return to the farm house just twelve seconds before grace was said (the clones had been successful in stalling).
Dinner was an elaborate affair, at least as far as Jamie was concerned. There was tons of food, laughter and fun. In the end, Paige agreed to try the institute. Here things were packed and they were on their way. On the car ride back to the XM-Velocity, Paige had some questions that she hadn't thought to ask over dinner.
"Are there a lot of other girls at the institute?" she asked.
"Yeah, though a couple of them left recently," Scott answered. When he said this Sam looked forlornly out the window remembering his Rahne. (A/N: everybody puts Sam and Rahne together so I'll just jump on the band wagon here).
"There's Jean," Scott began to list the remaining females, "Amara, Tabby, Kitty, and . . . Rogue." Scott said the last name with a dreamy tone in his voice.
Jamie, who had been staring absently out the window, added the first thing that came to his mind; "Yeah, but none of them are as pretty as you."
Jamie went rigid as he realized what he had just said. Scott and Logan chuckled, Sam Snarled, and Paige blushed and thanked him. Jamie remained a bright red for the rest of the trip.
Paige wouldn't be going to public school for a while. Jamie however still had to go through the torturous hell the next day. It wasn't shaping up to be a good week.
Then on Wednesday Coach Takahashi took Jamie aside during PE and again congratulated him on his self-restraint. He then said, "you know, I was watching the news the other night and I saw some pictures of you and your friends. I couldn't help but wonder about how different from your old picture you look. And how much like one of your classmates you look."
"Uh, yeah," Jamie said, "I kinda wanted a new look. People respect Scott, and I wanna be respected too."
"Jamie," the coach said knowingly, "My father once told me something very important: If all you do is repeat things someone else said, then you never get heard. Do you understand?"
"Yeah, I guess."
"But . . ."
"But no one hears me anyway. And no one likes me as I am. I'm just too darn weak," Jamie said, wishing once again that he could curse better.
"well I can help you with that last part," Coach Takahashi offered. "You can join my Wednesday/Thursday weight training group."
"Really?" Jamie was surprised because no one offered to let him do physical things normally.
"Yeah really. Wed./Thur. is for beginners right now, so you wont be out of your depth."
"Cool!" Jamie was now excited about the possibility. He didn't delude himself, he knew it would be hard work. But Jamie wanted something to give himself some sort of power. "but, I gotta call the . . ."
"Already done," Coach Takahashi cut him off. "Professor Xavier and I both thought you would benefit from something like this. You can start tonight if you like, but you have to bring your gym clothes."
"Awesome!" Jamie was now exstatic. He was finally going to belong to a club (aside from the X-Men).
A few hours later, Jamie walked to the weight room Coach Takahashi told him about, stopped, and stared. He was the only guy in the room. The girls already in the room stared at him. they knew he was the school mutant. "What the hell are you doing here?" asked one girl with dark hair with blonde streaks.
"I'm, uh, looking for the Wed./Thur weight training group." Jamie was unsure as to why these girls were here after school, but the one talking to him was scary. "Could you tell me where it will meet?"
"Right here," squeaked a girl in the back of the room. She didn't dare look at Jamie. She'd heard a rumor that he could melt your brain if you looked him in the eye.
"Oh," Jamie stated, "I didn't expect this many girls."
"Why," said girl one, "Because women are weak? Because we belong in the kitchen? Huh, why you chavenistic mutant pig?"
"Uh, actually," Jamie said as he cowered in the corner she had backed him into, "I just didn't think that girls were that into it. I'd be an idiot to think girls are weak."
This successfully stymied Streak girl until Coach Takahashi showed up. He saw here with Jamie in a corner and said with a smile, "Cassandra, are you making our new team member feel welcome, or attacked?"
She backed off and looked at her feet, successful chastised. "Remember," Coach continued, "There are those who would put you down for being on the team.
After that the coach had everyone introduce themselves. Streak Girl was actually Cassandra Kay, the Squeaker in the back was Madelyn Boviea, there were a few others, but the only one who stood out was Katelyn Dempkoski, a real talker whose mother was making her take the course. There were three Megan's (although one was technically Meagan Calvert).
By the end of the meeting, Jamie knew basic etiquette, how to operate, how to spot, and that two nights a week he would return to the mansion hurting like hell. Luckily Wolverine let this count as one of his Danger-Room sessions.
But there was one thing that Jamie still wanted to try, even as he was becoming less like Scott, he wanted to have a date. He knew who he wanted to ask out, but of course, like Scott, he didn't have the guts to make a move. What's a kid to do?
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Well? What do you think? The girls (except for Madelyn) whose full names you get are real. Casandra was a girl I knew in high school who I know took weight training. Meagan was another girl from HS. And Katelyn is a relative whose mother probably would make her take weight training.
I tried to make this even better . . . what did you thing????? Please review, PLEASE!!!!!