Christmas Chaos
Hey there, folks! L1701E here with a brand-new, happy fun-time fic for you! This time, the X-Men and the Misfits go crazy with Christmas spirit! Hope you have a lot of fun here! BTW, the only people I own are Red Dragon, Bulldog, Foxfire, Lionheart, Starchild, Wildstar, and Darkstar. Red Witch owns Althea, Xi, and Trinity. Everybody else, including the Joes, belong to other folks, like Marvel and Sunbow.
Chapter 1: Christmas Chaos Begins!
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(Xavier Institute)
"Joy to the World/The Starchild's dead/We barbecued his head..." Ray sang as he put a couple baubles on the big Christmas tree.
"YIIIII!!!!!" Foxfire screamed as he ran by, nearly setting fire to the tree and knocking Ray over. "Ouuta my way, Thunder-boy!" Logan pursued Foxfire, claws out.
"MAKE FUN OF CANADA, HUH?!?" Logan roared as he chased Fox. "I'll teach you to make fun of Canada, boy!" Ray ended up stumbling over a couch.
"Ow! My head." Ray groaned. "YIPE!!!" Ray got his head up in time as Logan continued chasing Foxfire. "Man, my life bites." He dropped his head back down and looked to the side. A pair of black tennis shoes appeared in his view.
"Get up. You look ridiculous." The voice of Craig Starr snarled. Ray quickly unhooked his legs from the couch and stood up.
"What are you doing here, Darkstar?" Ray wondered. Craig glared icily.
"I have no idea." Craig grumbled, then walked past, nearly knocking Ray back over the couch.
"What a day." Ray sighed as he walked off. Craig put his hands in his jacket pockets and stared at the Christmas tree. He continued walking with a snort. A scream rang out.
"YAIYAIYAIYAIYAIYAIWHOOOOOAAAAAAA!!!!! AAAAAGHHHH!!!! STARCHILD!!!! YOU MADE ME LOSE CONTROL OF THE MIXER!!! I GOT BATTER ALL OVER ME!!!" Scott Summers screamed.
"Sorry dude!" Paul rubbed his ears as he emerged from the kitchen. He noticed the X-Girls lounging around in another room. "Hey girls." He threw them each a rose with a grin.
"Hi Paul." The X-Girls greeted sweetly in unison.
"THAT'S IT!!!" A batter-covered Scott roared. He started pushing a puzzled Paul from behind towards the door. "I want you out! Now! Out out out out out out out out OUUUUUUUUUUUTTTTTT!!!!!!!!" Scott roared. Rogue grabbed Scott and threw hin out the door. "Hey what--" Rogue slammed the door. She turned to Paul, all smiles.
"Don't mind him, sugah." Rogue grinned sweetly. "He doesn't sleep much. And he has no Christmas spirit." She hooked her arm around Paul's arm. "We're going to get Christmas presents. Come help us out in picking out, sugah." Craig and Kurt walked by.
"So let me get this straight." Craig squeezed the bridge of his nose with his fingers. "This Dr. MacTaggert person is paying a visit for a week, alongside her adopted daughter Wolfsbane, her boyfriend Banshee, and his daughter Theresa."
"Ja." Kurt nodded with a smile. "Rahne lived with us until mutants were outed. Dr. MacTaggert took her back to Scotland with her."
"Hmm." Craig noticed Rogue leading Paul somewhere. "Hang on for one second." Craig walked up to the two. "Rogue, I need to borrow my brother for one second." Craig dragged Paul by the back of his shirt to an empty hall. Once there, he slammed his brother into a wall, grabbed his brother by the front of his shirt, then pulled Paul's face close to his.
"Hey, what's-ACK!!" Paul gasped.
"Now you listen to me!" Craig snarled through gritted teeth. "We are going to have guests, so whatever you do, No Flirting!! I'm sick and tired of having to get you out of trouble because of your stupid charms!"
"I can't help it, Craig!" Paul shrugged.
"Well, TRY TO HELP IT!!!" Craig snapped. He then stomped away. A blue Ferrari crashed through the front door, Scott sprawled out on the hood. Foreigner's "Double Vision" blared from it. Ace peeked his head out the window and looked around.
"I told you you needed new brakes!" The voice of X23 snapped from inside. "Nice work, Wildstar!"
"Okay! Okay! I'll call Midas later!" Ace groaned.
"I think you'll need Maaco too." X23 snickered.
"Oh shut up." Ace mock grumbled as he leapt out the window.
"Owie." Scott moaned. The X-Men and Misfits gathered.
"Hi Ace." The Misfits grinned. Ace grinned.
"Hey dudes!" Ace waved. "Sorry about your wall. I need new brakes."
"You've needed new brakes for a week, you dolt!" X23 climbed out the sunroof.
"Man, X23's become the Cher to your Sonny Bono." Paul grinned.
"No kidding." Jake nodded in agreement. Ace shrugged.
"You're all the way in LA. How'd you get here so fast?" Sam wondered.
"Forget him! What about the wall!?" Xavier groaned.
"My back..." Scott moaned.
"Sorry about the wall, Cue-dude!" Ace grinned.
"We modified Ace's Ferrari." Trinity grinned. "We built a teleporter into it."
"Yeah, they also improved the gas mileage on this girl!" Ace smiled, patting his car. "My blue wonder here can go across three states on a quarter-tank alone! You won't believe how much money I saved on gas thanks to them. The teleporter's like Back to the Future, baby! Aow! All I have to do is punch in where I want to go, go up to 88 mph, and BLAMMO, I'm there!" Ace grinned. "I also got a sweet GPS on this baby, collision detection, and a laser cannon."
"You're welcome, Wildstar." Trinity grinned.
"You won't believe some of the awesome stuff I got during my short tenure as a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent." Ace laughed.
"By the way Ace, do you know what the Hellions have been up to lately?" Jean wondered out of curiosity.
"Not really." Ace shrugged. "But I do know one thing." Ace pulled a letter out of his pocket. "The girls have sent me a lot of love letters and e- mails." A smirking Wildstar pulled a folded-up letter out of his pocket. "This one's special. Monet sent it. Check it out! This would give Howard Stern a heart attack. I should know! I know the guy!" Ace handed the letter to Peter, who read it. His eyes widened.
"Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang..." Peter stammered. Pietro took the letter and read it.
"Hommina...Holy Toledo! This girl wants you bad, Ace!" Pietro handed the letter to Lance, who nearly fainted.
"John, maybe you can use this material for your next book." Lance stammered. John read it.
"Hot dog, mate! This is wild! Monet must want you REAL BAD!!" John cackled, handing the letter back.
"Monet's letters are by far the raciest." Ace shrugged. "The girl's a freak." The gang heard a car pull up.
"I think you got guests, guys." Paul said. A woman with glasses and semi- long auburn hair clad in casual clothes emerged. Alongside her was an Irish man with semi-long blond hair, a teenage blond girl with long hair, and a short-haired redhead with her hair in two high ponytails. They approached the door. Starchild opened.
"Hey dudes! Sorry about the car in the wall. My cousin just arrived." He looked at the Irishman. "You must be the Banshee." Paul said in an Irish brogue. "Funny. I thought banshees were women." The blond man chuckled.
"I get that a lot, boyo." The man laughed. "You must be Paul Starr. I've heard a' ye."
"Is that the Starchild?" The two teen girls asked.
"Yup." The woman said. The girls squealed.
"HE'S EVEN CUTER IN PERSON!!!!" They screamed, and gathered around Paul. Craig screamed.
"Darn it, Paul!" Craig screamed. "I told you not to flirt!"
"He didn't do anything." Wanda defended.
"Yeah, Paul just has to look at a girl and they are instantly under the Starchild's Love Spell."
Well, looks like our Christmas guests have arrived! What'll happen next? What insanity will occur on this crazy Christmas! Find out in the next chapter! Suggestions welcome!
Hey there, folks! L1701E here with a brand-new, happy fun-time fic for you! This time, the X-Men and the Misfits go crazy with Christmas spirit! Hope you have a lot of fun here! BTW, the only people I own are Red Dragon, Bulldog, Foxfire, Lionheart, Starchild, Wildstar, and Darkstar. Red Witch owns Althea, Xi, and Trinity. Everybody else, including the Joes, belong to other folks, like Marvel and Sunbow.
Chapter 1: Christmas Chaos Begins!
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(Xavier Institute)
"Joy to the World/The Starchild's dead/We barbecued his head..." Ray sang as he put a couple baubles on the big Christmas tree.
"YIIIII!!!!!" Foxfire screamed as he ran by, nearly setting fire to the tree and knocking Ray over. "Ouuta my way, Thunder-boy!" Logan pursued Foxfire, claws out.
"MAKE FUN OF CANADA, HUH?!?" Logan roared as he chased Fox. "I'll teach you to make fun of Canada, boy!" Ray ended up stumbling over a couch.
"Ow! My head." Ray groaned. "YIPE!!!" Ray got his head up in time as Logan continued chasing Foxfire. "Man, my life bites." He dropped his head back down and looked to the side. A pair of black tennis shoes appeared in his view.
"Get up. You look ridiculous." The voice of Craig Starr snarled. Ray quickly unhooked his legs from the couch and stood up.
"What are you doing here, Darkstar?" Ray wondered. Craig glared icily.
"I have no idea." Craig grumbled, then walked past, nearly knocking Ray back over the couch.
"What a day." Ray sighed as he walked off. Craig put his hands in his jacket pockets and stared at the Christmas tree. He continued walking with a snort. A scream rang out.
"YAIYAIYAIYAIYAIYAIWHOOOOOAAAAAAA!!!!! AAAAAGHHHH!!!! STARCHILD!!!! YOU MADE ME LOSE CONTROL OF THE MIXER!!! I GOT BATTER ALL OVER ME!!!" Scott Summers screamed.
"Sorry dude!" Paul rubbed his ears as he emerged from the kitchen. He noticed the X-Girls lounging around in another room. "Hey girls." He threw them each a rose with a grin.
"Hi Paul." The X-Girls greeted sweetly in unison.
"THAT'S IT!!!" A batter-covered Scott roared. He started pushing a puzzled Paul from behind towards the door. "I want you out! Now! Out out out out out out out out OUUUUUUUUUUUTTTTTT!!!!!!!!" Scott roared. Rogue grabbed Scott and threw hin out the door. "Hey what--" Rogue slammed the door. She turned to Paul, all smiles.
"Don't mind him, sugah." Rogue grinned sweetly. "He doesn't sleep much. And he has no Christmas spirit." She hooked her arm around Paul's arm. "We're going to get Christmas presents. Come help us out in picking out, sugah." Craig and Kurt walked by.
"So let me get this straight." Craig squeezed the bridge of his nose with his fingers. "This Dr. MacTaggert person is paying a visit for a week, alongside her adopted daughter Wolfsbane, her boyfriend Banshee, and his daughter Theresa."
"Ja." Kurt nodded with a smile. "Rahne lived with us until mutants were outed. Dr. MacTaggert took her back to Scotland with her."
"Hmm." Craig noticed Rogue leading Paul somewhere. "Hang on for one second." Craig walked up to the two. "Rogue, I need to borrow my brother for one second." Craig dragged Paul by the back of his shirt to an empty hall. Once there, he slammed his brother into a wall, grabbed his brother by the front of his shirt, then pulled Paul's face close to his.
"Hey, what's-ACK!!" Paul gasped.
"Now you listen to me!" Craig snarled through gritted teeth. "We are going to have guests, so whatever you do, No Flirting!! I'm sick and tired of having to get you out of trouble because of your stupid charms!"
"I can't help it, Craig!" Paul shrugged.
"Well, TRY TO HELP IT!!!" Craig snapped. He then stomped away. A blue Ferrari crashed through the front door, Scott sprawled out on the hood. Foreigner's "Double Vision" blared from it. Ace peeked his head out the window and looked around.
"I told you you needed new brakes!" The voice of X23 snapped from inside. "Nice work, Wildstar!"
"Okay! Okay! I'll call Midas later!" Ace groaned.
"I think you'll need Maaco too." X23 snickered.
"Oh shut up." Ace mock grumbled as he leapt out the window.
"Owie." Scott moaned. The X-Men and Misfits gathered.
"Hi Ace." The Misfits grinned. Ace grinned.
"Hey dudes!" Ace waved. "Sorry about your wall. I need new brakes."
"You've needed new brakes for a week, you dolt!" X23 climbed out the sunroof.
"Man, X23's become the Cher to your Sonny Bono." Paul grinned.
"No kidding." Jake nodded in agreement. Ace shrugged.
"You're all the way in LA. How'd you get here so fast?" Sam wondered.
"Forget him! What about the wall!?" Xavier groaned.
"My back..." Scott moaned.
"Sorry about the wall, Cue-dude!" Ace grinned.
"We modified Ace's Ferrari." Trinity grinned. "We built a teleporter into it."
"Yeah, they also improved the gas mileage on this girl!" Ace smiled, patting his car. "My blue wonder here can go across three states on a quarter-tank alone! You won't believe how much money I saved on gas thanks to them. The teleporter's like Back to the Future, baby! Aow! All I have to do is punch in where I want to go, go up to 88 mph, and BLAMMO, I'm there!" Ace grinned. "I also got a sweet GPS on this baby, collision detection, and a laser cannon."
"You're welcome, Wildstar." Trinity grinned.
"You won't believe some of the awesome stuff I got during my short tenure as a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent." Ace laughed.
"By the way Ace, do you know what the Hellions have been up to lately?" Jean wondered out of curiosity.
"Not really." Ace shrugged. "But I do know one thing." Ace pulled a letter out of his pocket. "The girls have sent me a lot of love letters and e- mails." A smirking Wildstar pulled a folded-up letter out of his pocket. "This one's special. Monet sent it. Check it out! This would give Howard Stern a heart attack. I should know! I know the guy!" Ace handed the letter to Peter, who read it. His eyes widened.
"Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang..." Peter stammered. Pietro took the letter and read it.
"Hommina...Holy Toledo! This girl wants you bad, Ace!" Pietro handed the letter to Lance, who nearly fainted.
"John, maybe you can use this material for your next book." Lance stammered. John read it.
"Hot dog, mate! This is wild! Monet must want you REAL BAD!!" John cackled, handing the letter back.
"Monet's letters are by far the raciest." Ace shrugged. "The girl's a freak." The gang heard a car pull up.
"I think you got guests, guys." Paul said. A woman with glasses and semi- long auburn hair clad in casual clothes emerged. Alongside her was an Irish man with semi-long blond hair, a teenage blond girl with long hair, and a short-haired redhead with her hair in two high ponytails. They approached the door. Starchild opened.
"Hey dudes! Sorry about the car in the wall. My cousin just arrived." He looked at the Irishman. "You must be the Banshee." Paul said in an Irish brogue. "Funny. I thought banshees were women." The blond man chuckled.
"I get that a lot, boyo." The man laughed. "You must be Paul Starr. I've heard a' ye."
"Is that the Starchild?" The two teen girls asked.
"Yup." The woman said. The girls squealed.
"HE'S EVEN CUTER IN PERSON!!!!" They screamed, and gathered around Paul. Craig screamed.
"Darn it, Paul!" Craig screamed. "I told you not to flirt!"
"He didn't do anything." Wanda defended.
"Yeah, Paul just has to look at a girl and they are instantly under the Starchild's Love Spell."
Well, looks like our Christmas guests have arrived! What'll happen next? What insanity will occur on this crazy Christmas! Find out in the next chapter! Suggestions welcome!