Christmas Chaos!
To RogueFanKC: Wow. That's a lot of presents. You got practically everybody!
To Red Witch: Glad you liked the caroling! I'm not very good at fluff.
To JCKIDSMART: YOU'RE WELCOME!!!
To Aaron: I'm glad you like the little scene with the present-giving! I could use some ideas for characters at the Malibu Base. Hank, Tony and Sean becoming Drunk Santas? Who knows.
To Wizard1: Only Craig would get jewelry that way. I could use some ideas for soldiers at the Malibu Base.
To MCM: I forgot. I registered about a year ago.
To Kage-robot-of-darkness: Oh, somebody will get fire accessories.
To Sparky Genocide: Hmm...Interesting idea. I already have a funny idea of what'll happen if Lila met Sam (Sam: TELL HER TO STOP CHASING ME!!!!! HEY!!! NOW SHE'S AFTER MY PANTS!!!!) "RHPS" and "Tommy" I'm familiar with, but I can't remember the words to any of the songs.
To Raliena: Here you go!
Chapter 11: Presents! Presents! Presents!
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(Christmas Eve)
Paul ran into Jamie's room, which he had modified to include an office. Jamie's desk had a nameplate, a computer, a Rolodex, and a picture of the Superstars.
"Hey Jamie! I figured it out!" Paul said happily.
"Yeah, thanks Jim." Jamie said into the phone, then put it down. "Yeah, Paul? Talk to me."
"Well, you know that the X-Boys are mad at me all the time, right?"
"Yeah, I kinda picked up that impression." Jamie sighed.
"Well, I think I found a way to get them to stop being mad at me all the time for no reason." Paul grinned. "I need you to make some calls."
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(Christmas Day)
The Avengers, and both teams of Misfits stayed over at the Institute for the night. On Christmas Day, Tigra was the earliest to wake.
"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!" The cat-girl squealed as she ran up and down the halls. "CHRISTMAS!! CHRISTMAS!! CHRISTMAS!!!" She peeked into other people's rooms and screamed about Christmas. She had to dodge a fireball from Sunfire, a hatchet from Thunderbird, a charged card from Remy, an arrow from Hawkeye, and various other projectiles from others.
"GO BACK TO SLEEP, GREER!!! IT'S TOO EARLY!!!" They roared. The cat-girl pouted.
"What do you mean? It's only 4 in the morning!"
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(Christmas Day, 3 hours later)
"WOO-HOO!!!" The kids screamed happily as they raced down to the Christmas tree. Wanda, Pietro, and Kitty followed.
"Aw cool! A geode!" Lance said happily. "Hey here's one from Spirit." He opened it. "Alright! A new crown thing! What's this for?"
"A diadem." Spirit explained. "I found the quartz in the center. It is believed to increase the auras of the mind and of life."
"Wow." Lance said.
"Hey, I got a sweet leather jacket!" Jenny grinned as she held up her new purple jacket. She tried it on. "Oh yeah. It is so me."
"My mask disappeared. Has anyone seen it?" Toshi asked.
"So has my hatchet." Thunderbird added. "It disappeared last night."
"Merry Christmas, guys!" Trinity grinned, handing the items back.
"What did you do with my mask?" Sunfire glared. His mask was seemingly unchanged.
"And I have heard of your reputation with modifying." Proudstar looked at his hatchet. The blade now resembled an old-fashioned battle axe, gold with a silver edge. The feathers were unchanged, but Thunderbird could tell that the wooden handle was not wood. It didn't feel like wood.
"We know you guys don't celebrate Christmas, but we gave you guys gifts anyway." Quinn stated.
"We modified your mask." Brittany grinned at Toshi. "We added lenses and circuitry to the mask. It now has lenses that can protect your eyes from bright lights, infra-red, ultra-violet, and night vision. It also has a built in radio for you to make contact with others."
"Well, uh...Thanks, I guess." Toshi blinked.
"We lined your hatchet blade with adamantium, John." Daria said. "Indestructible. Same with the handle. Looks like wood for beauty. John noticed a red button on the hatchet handle. He pressed it curiously. A laser shot out from the hatchet head, blasting a vase.
"Uhmmmm...I like the indestructible blade." John Proudstar blinked. "Thank you."
"Our pleasure." Trinity grinned. They gave Sunfire a bow. "Let's play with our new VR visors!"
"AWESOME!!!" Kid Razor grinned. He held up a copy of the DVD "AC/DC: Live at Donnington." "WHOO!!!! The Kid of Rock now has the greatest concert ever! On DVD!!! Rockin'! Like! Dokken! AAAAAOOOWWW!!!!"
"INUYASHA!!!!!" Tigra squealed happily, holding up a plush toy of the red- robed cat-eared half-demon. "La la la la la..." The cat-girl started fawning over the little plush toy.
"Alright!!" Jamie held up a Palm Pilot. "Now I don't have to use my arm to write down reminders anymore!"
"Oh, a handheld TV!" Dani grinned.
"Alright! A Rock t-shirt!" Kyle grinned. "Now the Thunderbolt can look as good in clothes as he does in face! Hey, a note." Kyle read the note:
Kyle,
This is the jabroni-beatin', pie-eatin' People's Champion, the Rock! The Rock's heard you idolize him, and The Rock is very proud to have you as one of his MILLIONS and millions and millions of fans! The Rock wishes you a Merry Christmas with this shirt and autographed 8x10 glossy! Merry Christmas and keep on beatin' them jabronis!
The Rock
P.S. The Rock got a lot of love for ya, but quit stealing the Rock's catchphrases. IF YA SMELL-LA-LA-LA-LA-LA-LA-LOW!!!!! WHAT THE ROCK...IS COOKIN'!!
"Awesome..." Kyle grinned. "Thanks Jake."
"I wonder what I got." Foxfire grinned. He opened up his present. His was something that he never believed. It was a pair of orange wrestling tights, with black-and-white broken hearts and "Foxfire" on the back over a broken heart. It came with a pair of shiny orange, silver, and black chaps and vest, orange shades, and a note from the one man Fox admired:
Jason,
Heard you were my biggest fan! I also heard you've seen all my matches. I had this costume made for you at Jake's suggestion for your future career in wrestling. Hope you like it, and Merry Christmas!
- Shawn Michaels, the Heartbreak Kid.
"Holy Toledo!" Fox yelled. "Jake, you didn't!"
"For my brother and best friend, yeah." Jake grinned.
"Aw Jake, you the best, man." Fox said.
"Hey Pete, come here!" Paul waved.
"What do you want, Starchild?" Peter grumbled.
"To give you my present to you." Paul smiled, running to the door happily.
"What?" Peter said.
"This!" Paul opened the door, revealing Peter's parents, dressed like traditional Russian peasants. Peter's eyes widened in shock.
"Mama...Papa..." Peter stammered.
"Piotr!" Mr. and Mrs. Rasputin smiled happily, hugging their big metal son.
"But, how..."
"Thank that kind young man right there." Mrs. Rasputin motioned to Paul. "As well as this man." General Hawk walked in.
"Paul had me reach a few connections over in Russia." Hawk explained. "Those connections are providing protection from the Russian Mafia for your family, Peter. They also got tickets for them to come see you here. All thanks to Starchild." Peter looked at Paul in disbelief.
"You?"
"Yup." Paul grinned. "Merry Christmas, Petey."
"I've tried to blow you from here to Heaven many times, and you still do this for me. Only you, Paul." Peter smiled. "I guess you're not so bad after all."
"Yup." Paul grinned.
"How'd you know?"
"MNN, baby. Multiple News Network." Paul laughed.
Well, some presents got revealed! What did everyone else get? What about the West Coast Misfits? What of the heroes? What of Dr. Rankin and the Mimic? Find out in the next chapter!
To RogueFanKC: Wow. That's a lot of presents. You got practically everybody!
To Red Witch: Glad you liked the caroling! I'm not very good at fluff.
To JCKIDSMART: YOU'RE WELCOME!!!
To Aaron: I'm glad you like the little scene with the present-giving! I could use some ideas for characters at the Malibu Base. Hank, Tony and Sean becoming Drunk Santas? Who knows.
To Wizard1: Only Craig would get jewelry that way. I could use some ideas for soldiers at the Malibu Base.
To MCM: I forgot. I registered about a year ago.
To Kage-robot-of-darkness: Oh, somebody will get fire accessories.
To Sparky Genocide: Hmm...Interesting idea. I already have a funny idea of what'll happen if Lila met Sam (Sam: TELL HER TO STOP CHASING ME!!!!! HEY!!! NOW SHE'S AFTER MY PANTS!!!!) "RHPS" and "Tommy" I'm familiar with, but I can't remember the words to any of the songs.
To Raliena: Here you go!
Chapter 11: Presents! Presents! Presents!
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(Christmas Eve)
Paul ran into Jamie's room, which he had modified to include an office. Jamie's desk had a nameplate, a computer, a Rolodex, and a picture of the Superstars.
"Hey Jamie! I figured it out!" Paul said happily.
"Yeah, thanks Jim." Jamie said into the phone, then put it down. "Yeah, Paul? Talk to me."
"Well, you know that the X-Boys are mad at me all the time, right?"
"Yeah, I kinda picked up that impression." Jamie sighed.
"Well, I think I found a way to get them to stop being mad at me all the time for no reason." Paul grinned. "I need you to make some calls."
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(Christmas Day)
The Avengers, and both teams of Misfits stayed over at the Institute for the night. On Christmas Day, Tigra was the earliest to wake.
"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!" The cat-girl squealed as she ran up and down the halls. "CHRISTMAS!! CHRISTMAS!! CHRISTMAS!!!" She peeked into other people's rooms and screamed about Christmas. She had to dodge a fireball from Sunfire, a hatchet from Thunderbird, a charged card from Remy, an arrow from Hawkeye, and various other projectiles from others.
"GO BACK TO SLEEP, GREER!!! IT'S TOO EARLY!!!" They roared. The cat-girl pouted.
"What do you mean? It's only 4 in the morning!"
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(Christmas Day, 3 hours later)
"WOO-HOO!!!" The kids screamed happily as they raced down to the Christmas tree. Wanda, Pietro, and Kitty followed.
"Aw cool! A geode!" Lance said happily. "Hey here's one from Spirit." He opened it. "Alright! A new crown thing! What's this for?"
"A diadem." Spirit explained. "I found the quartz in the center. It is believed to increase the auras of the mind and of life."
"Wow." Lance said.
"Hey, I got a sweet leather jacket!" Jenny grinned as she held up her new purple jacket. She tried it on. "Oh yeah. It is so me."
"My mask disappeared. Has anyone seen it?" Toshi asked.
"So has my hatchet." Thunderbird added. "It disappeared last night."
"Merry Christmas, guys!" Trinity grinned, handing the items back.
"What did you do with my mask?" Sunfire glared. His mask was seemingly unchanged.
"And I have heard of your reputation with modifying." Proudstar looked at his hatchet. The blade now resembled an old-fashioned battle axe, gold with a silver edge. The feathers were unchanged, but Thunderbird could tell that the wooden handle was not wood. It didn't feel like wood.
"We know you guys don't celebrate Christmas, but we gave you guys gifts anyway." Quinn stated.
"We modified your mask." Brittany grinned at Toshi. "We added lenses and circuitry to the mask. It now has lenses that can protect your eyes from bright lights, infra-red, ultra-violet, and night vision. It also has a built in radio for you to make contact with others."
"Well, uh...Thanks, I guess." Toshi blinked.
"We lined your hatchet blade with adamantium, John." Daria said. "Indestructible. Same with the handle. Looks like wood for beauty. John noticed a red button on the hatchet handle. He pressed it curiously. A laser shot out from the hatchet head, blasting a vase.
"Uhmmmm...I like the indestructible blade." John Proudstar blinked. "Thank you."
"Our pleasure." Trinity grinned. They gave Sunfire a bow. "Let's play with our new VR visors!"
"AWESOME!!!" Kid Razor grinned. He held up a copy of the DVD "AC/DC: Live at Donnington." "WHOO!!!! The Kid of Rock now has the greatest concert ever! On DVD!!! Rockin'! Like! Dokken! AAAAAOOOWWW!!!!"
"INUYASHA!!!!!" Tigra squealed happily, holding up a plush toy of the red- robed cat-eared half-demon. "La la la la la..." The cat-girl started fawning over the little plush toy.
"Alright!!" Jamie held up a Palm Pilot. "Now I don't have to use my arm to write down reminders anymore!"
"Oh, a handheld TV!" Dani grinned.
"Alright! A Rock t-shirt!" Kyle grinned. "Now the Thunderbolt can look as good in clothes as he does in face! Hey, a note." Kyle read the note:
Kyle,
This is the jabroni-beatin', pie-eatin' People's Champion, the Rock! The Rock's heard you idolize him, and The Rock is very proud to have you as one of his MILLIONS and millions and millions of fans! The Rock wishes you a Merry Christmas with this shirt and autographed 8x10 glossy! Merry Christmas and keep on beatin' them jabronis!
The Rock
P.S. The Rock got a lot of love for ya, but quit stealing the Rock's catchphrases. IF YA SMELL-LA-LA-LA-LA-LA-LA-LOW!!!!! WHAT THE ROCK...IS COOKIN'!!
"Awesome..." Kyle grinned. "Thanks Jake."
"I wonder what I got." Foxfire grinned. He opened up his present. His was something that he never believed. It was a pair of orange wrestling tights, with black-and-white broken hearts and "Foxfire" on the back over a broken heart. It came with a pair of shiny orange, silver, and black chaps and vest, orange shades, and a note from the one man Fox admired:
Jason,
Heard you were my biggest fan! I also heard you've seen all my matches. I had this costume made for you at Jake's suggestion for your future career in wrestling. Hope you like it, and Merry Christmas!
- Shawn Michaels, the Heartbreak Kid.
"Holy Toledo!" Fox yelled. "Jake, you didn't!"
"For my brother and best friend, yeah." Jake grinned.
"Aw Jake, you the best, man." Fox said.
"Hey Pete, come here!" Paul waved.
"What do you want, Starchild?" Peter grumbled.
"To give you my present to you." Paul smiled, running to the door happily.
"What?" Peter said.
"This!" Paul opened the door, revealing Peter's parents, dressed like traditional Russian peasants. Peter's eyes widened in shock.
"Mama...Papa..." Peter stammered.
"Piotr!" Mr. and Mrs. Rasputin smiled happily, hugging their big metal son.
"But, how..."
"Thank that kind young man right there." Mrs. Rasputin motioned to Paul. "As well as this man." General Hawk walked in.
"Paul had me reach a few connections over in Russia." Hawk explained. "Those connections are providing protection from the Russian Mafia for your family, Peter. They also got tickets for them to come see you here. All thanks to Starchild." Peter looked at Paul in disbelief.
"You?"
"Yup." Paul grinned. "Merry Christmas, Petey."
"I've tried to blow you from here to Heaven many times, and you still do this for me. Only you, Paul." Peter smiled. "I guess you're not so bad after all."
"Yup." Paul grinned.
"How'd you know?"
"MNN, baby. Multiple News Network." Paul laughed.
Well, some presents got revealed! What did everyone else get? What about the West Coast Misfits? What of the heroes? What of Dr. Rankin and the Mimic? Find out in the next chapter!