"Start listing." Angel smiled, knowing that they couldn't possibly remember that much of what she and Tara had done in nine years. Logan speaks,"You were five you tried to make wolves eat Scott, dumped all his visors and clothes in the pool, filled his room with dirt. You turned six and gave Jean a very bad haircut-looked horrid, Angel broke six windows and four of Scott's bones trying to learn to twirl Gumbo's bo staff." Storm picks up the story. "When you turned seven you tried to contact aliens using one of Scott's visors and a black marker, dyed Hank's fur lime green on "accident", claimed toast had eyes and buried all of it in the backyard. Eight came around. You wanted to sale houses....you put the mansion up for sale along with Scott and Jean's house. Tara fixed the microwave and made it shoot out purple sparks whenever you put anything into it. You filled the entire kitchen with popcorn because you believed it equaled garlic and would ward off vampires." Angel shrugs. "Have you seen a vampire around lately, Stormy?" "Don't call me that..." "Let's not forget what we're discussing,"Scott interrupts, tearing his attention away from his wife and son,"The demon spawns turned nine. You two tried to sale David to a circus." "Her idea!" Both point at the other one. "You brought home an 'alligator' that you "found" in the sewer system, Angel caught chicken pox and gave it to almost everyone in the mansion.."
"Den de petites turned ten. Halloween night while everyone was out you locked Stormy in de boiler room and tried to play Joan of Arc." Storm shudders and the two kids snicker at the thought. "De petites got de idea to build a moat around the castle with animal cracker alligators in the water..while Jean and Scott were away." Hank speaks up from the doorway. "And that was a bad thing?" There's some debating on this subject. "Angel and Tara hit de age of eleven. Tara wan'ed to paint Logan's room hot pink, Angel helped. Breakfast was made for de mansion inhabitants....syrup was on de menu. Bad part? Dere was no syrup in de mansion. De speaker went off at 3 a.m. in the hallway and Scott's radio playing "De Itsy Bitsy Spider"." "That's enough listing....we realize how bad we were,"Tara mumbles, playing with the remote that she still holds in her hand. Rogue laughs and shakes her head. "Sorry, sugah, but you asked so onto twelve. You were kidnapped by Apocalypse and he hasn't been seen since Tara told him he spelled his name wrong or your questions about his sex life, darlin' Angel. One of you got the bright idea to remove the adatanium(Logan:Wrong spelling. xRDx: Zip it, you! *threatens with bug zapper* Logan:*cowers*) from Logan's body with MAGNETS." "At least we didn't ask for Magneto's help, Rogue,"Tara answers, flipping a channel on the tv. Cartoons of some sort come onto the screen, beginning to dance. Everyone's attention goes to the tv except Logan, Tara, and Hank.
"Cartoons are not the issue here, people. We were discussing what those two have done to torture my poor family,"Jean interrupts, clicking the tv off without releasing David,"Thirteen. Remy let you watch the Crocodile Hunter and you spent the next four months talking like him and calling Scott 'The Great Gay Ape'." "It was fitting!" Snickers from the others. "Angel decided to sell David to Magneto for the price of freedom, then left David at the brotherhood place when Magneto and the others ran off in fear." Angel rolls her eyes, ignoring Tara's laughing. ~Don't forget hiding all of Gambit's cigarettes and the coffee to make you all live longer.~ The professor's statement is telepathic and to everyone. Gambit glowers at them. "Remy still misses his cigarettes. De pettites lost his fav'rite pack." "Remy, hun, get over it,"Rogue announces, shaking her head. David breaks into the coversation. "Mommy, can I have chickens now?" Several sighs and a "good god" later the room was empty except for the Summers' family, trying to understand their son.
(that's the end of Summers' and the X-Men's torture)
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A loud roar splits through the mansion, but doesn't affect the X-Men sitting in the kitchen drinking mugs of coffee and playing Up Words. "Angel, Tara!"Rogue calls out the door, waiting for some reply from the kids, but getting none,"Jean find those two." Jean shrugs after a moment and makes the word Cat out of Hat. "Can't find them." "Why not?" "Out of area..." Hank stares at her. "Out of area?" "Remy t'ink Jean lost it." "Where the hell are my clothes?!?"Logan suddenly demands, appearing in the kitchen, completly naked. Rogue and Storm's mouths drop open while Jean and the male X-Men just stare. "Oh mah gawd. I never knew you were so....big, Logan." "Why Remy's chere looking?" Gambit puts his hand over Rogue's eyes, which results in a struggle. "Swamp Rat! I wanna see Logan!" "Non! Chere can't see dat!" "Remy!" Logan ignores the females' stunned expressions and Hank's thoughtful look. "Where are my clothes? and Where are those kids?" Storm shrugs and makes Fish out of Dead.(don't ask) "Kids are gone." "My clothes are gone, 'Ro!" The roar shakes the cabinets in the kitchen. "Any idea where they are?" Jean speaks,"Well, your clothes are missing and the kids are missing..anyone know what that means?" "The kids have his clothes!"Hank points out as he spells some long word that no one else can say or even spell, that may not be a real word. Gambit's hand drops from Rogue's eyes as he points one finger at Hank. "Non shit, sherlock." Rogue's smile returns and her eyes go back to a certain "organ" of Logan's. A quite big organ.
*SHINKT* "Wow, it looks bigger when compared with those..." "Roguey, stop looking!" "Can I see yours then, Swamp Rat?" Gambit grins cockily. "Chere can see Remy's anytime she wants...." She blushes for a moment, then stands. "Now. I want to see Remy's now." The two take off out of the kitchen and up the stairs as stunned silence follows for a moment. Jean crosses herself. "Where are those kids?" Logan growls afterwards, looking around the kitchen once. Hank points out the door. "They've been outside since they got home from school. You do remember that the children's open house is tonight?" "Sure...They may not live to see open house." Logan takes off out the door, giving all gathered members a view of his rear end. "Wow.........................."
"Tara, this isn't gonna work. How's Logan going to react when he realizes we stole his clothes to make a bed for some dog we brought home?" Angel rubs her hand over the animal in front of her and Tara's head. *SHINKT* "Why don't you ask him?" Tara jumps up quickly, but Angel doesn't move. "Um...Hi, Logan....Oh god." Tara covers her eyes with one hand as she realizes he's naked; Angel hasn't noticed yet. "Where are my clothes, kids?"Logan demands, holding his blades in front of him. Angel stands at last and swallows, then steps aside, allowing Logan to see the animal in front of them or behind them now. An incredibly large black wolf lays curled up in a pile of what is obviously all of Logan's clothes; the wolf growls. "Oh mah, um....nice package, Logan,"Angel mumbles before turning her back to him agian. She shudders once. Logan glares at them both, then points to the door. "Get rid of it..." "But Logan.." "Don't but Logan me! Get rid of it before I do!" Tears come to both their eyes and stream down their cheeks. Logan stares at them, knowing at least Angel's crocodile tears were fake; he wasn't sure about Tara's. "Just go and do it now,"he commands, feeling a small bit guilty. After a few moments both crying teenagers and the wolf begin walking off toward the woods. Logan gathers up his clothes and heads back to the mansion.
"Told you it wouldn't work, Tara." Angel wipes the remaining fake tears from her cheeks and rubs the wolf's head. Tara shrugs. "It was worth a try and at least we pissed off Logan..." "Right, pissed off Logan. What are we going to do with it now?" "Well---where'd the wolf go Angel?' "Ah, hell. We've lost it." Angel shrugs after a moment. "Saves us the trouble of figuring out what to do with it....."
Further into the Woods
The wolf morphs slowly into a blue skinned woman with flowing red hair and yellow eyes. She speaks into something on her arm. "Buckethead, come in. This is ColbaltBitch.....do you read me, Buckethead?" "Buckethead is out. SlimeThrower here. What you got ColbaltBitch?" "No mutations as of yet apparantly...keep you posted on the House of the Rising Sun situation. ColbaltBitch over and out."(Gambit: Remy know de house of de rising sun. *fantasizes* Rogue: It's a codename, Swamp Rat and how do you know this? *holds up shoe* Gambit: Um..Roguey?) "SlimeThrower, over and out. More on mutations later. MetalAsylum is clear."
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If you haven't guessed the broterhood have codenames. Buckethead=Magneto ColbaltBitch=Mystique SlimeThrower=Toad ClawedPussy=Sabertooth SmallDick=Pietro (yes, I'm adding him-ignore the scaryness of this character)
"Den de petites turned ten. Halloween night while everyone was out you locked Stormy in de boiler room and tried to play Joan of Arc." Storm shudders and the two kids snicker at the thought. "De petites got de idea to build a moat around the castle with animal cracker alligators in the water..while Jean and Scott were away." Hank speaks up from the doorway. "And that was a bad thing?" There's some debating on this subject. "Angel and Tara hit de age of eleven. Tara wan'ed to paint Logan's room hot pink, Angel helped. Breakfast was made for de mansion inhabitants....syrup was on de menu. Bad part? Dere was no syrup in de mansion. De speaker went off at 3 a.m. in the hallway and Scott's radio playing "De Itsy Bitsy Spider"." "That's enough listing....we realize how bad we were,"Tara mumbles, playing with the remote that she still holds in her hand. Rogue laughs and shakes her head. "Sorry, sugah, but you asked so onto twelve. You were kidnapped by Apocalypse and he hasn't been seen since Tara told him he spelled his name wrong or your questions about his sex life, darlin' Angel. One of you got the bright idea to remove the adatanium(Logan:Wrong spelling. xRDx: Zip it, you! *threatens with bug zapper* Logan:*cowers*) from Logan's body with MAGNETS." "At least we didn't ask for Magneto's help, Rogue,"Tara answers, flipping a channel on the tv. Cartoons of some sort come onto the screen, beginning to dance. Everyone's attention goes to the tv except Logan, Tara, and Hank.
"Cartoons are not the issue here, people. We were discussing what those two have done to torture my poor family,"Jean interrupts, clicking the tv off without releasing David,"Thirteen. Remy let you watch the Crocodile Hunter and you spent the next four months talking like him and calling Scott 'The Great Gay Ape'." "It was fitting!" Snickers from the others. "Angel decided to sell David to Magneto for the price of freedom, then left David at the brotherhood place when Magneto and the others ran off in fear." Angel rolls her eyes, ignoring Tara's laughing. ~Don't forget hiding all of Gambit's cigarettes and the coffee to make you all live longer.~ The professor's statement is telepathic and to everyone. Gambit glowers at them. "Remy still misses his cigarettes. De pettites lost his fav'rite pack." "Remy, hun, get over it,"Rogue announces, shaking her head. David breaks into the coversation. "Mommy, can I have chickens now?" Several sighs and a "good god" later the room was empty except for the Summers' family, trying to understand their son.
(that's the end of Summers' and the X-Men's torture)
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A loud roar splits through the mansion, but doesn't affect the X-Men sitting in the kitchen drinking mugs of coffee and playing Up Words. "Angel, Tara!"Rogue calls out the door, waiting for some reply from the kids, but getting none,"Jean find those two." Jean shrugs after a moment and makes the word Cat out of Hat. "Can't find them." "Why not?" "Out of area..." Hank stares at her. "Out of area?" "Remy t'ink Jean lost it." "Where the hell are my clothes?!?"Logan suddenly demands, appearing in the kitchen, completly naked. Rogue and Storm's mouths drop open while Jean and the male X-Men just stare. "Oh mah gawd. I never knew you were so....big, Logan." "Why Remy's chere looking?" Gambit puts his hand over Rogue's eyes, which results in a struggle. "Swamp Rat! I wanna see Logan!" "Non! Chere can't see dat!" "Remy!" Logan ignores the females' stunned expressions and Hank's thoughtful look. "Where are my clothes? and Where are those kids?" Storm shrugs and makes Fish out of Dead.(don't ask) "Kids are gone." "My clothes are gone, 'Ro!" The roar shakes the cabinets in the kitchen. "Any idea where they are?" Jean speaks,"Well, your clothes are missing and the kids are missing..anyone know what that means?" "The kids have his clothes!"Hank points out as he spells some long word that no one else can say or even spell, that may not be a real word. Gambit's hand drops from Rogue's eyes as he points one finger at Hank. "Non shit, sherlock." Rogue's smile returns and her eyes go back to a certain "organ" of Logan's. A quite big organ.
*SHINKT* "Wow, it looks bigger when compared with those..." "Roguey, stop looking!" "Can I see yours then, Swamp Rat?" Gambit grins cockily. "Chere can see Remy's anytime she wants...." She blushes for a moment, then stands. "Now. I want to see Remy's now." The two take off out of the kitchen and up the stairs as stunned silence follows for a moment. Jean crosses herself. "Where are those kids?" Logan growls afterwards, looking around the kitchen once. Hank points out the door. "They've been outside since they got home from school. You do remember that the children's open house is tonight?" "Sure...They may not live to see open house." Logan takes off out the door, giving all gathered members a view of his rear end. "Wow.........................."
"Tara, this isn't gonna work. How's Logan going to react when he realizes we stole his clothes to make a bed for some dog we brought home?" Angel rubs her hand over the animal in front of her and Tara's head. *SHINKT* "Why don't you ask him?" Tara jumps up quickly, but Angel doesn't move. "Um...Hi, Logan....Oh god." Tara covers her eyes with one hand as she realizes he's naked; Angel hasn't noticed yet. "Where are my clothes, kids?"Logan demands, holding his blades in front of him. Angel stands at last and swallows, then steps aside, allowing Logan to see the animal in front of them or behind them now. An incredibly large black wolf lays curled up in a pile of what is obviously all of Logan's clothes; the wolf growls. "Oh mah, um....nice package, Logan,"Angel mumbles before turning her back to him agian. She shudders once. Logan glares at them both, then points to the door. "Get rid of it..." "But Logan.." "Don't but Logan me! Get rid of it before I do!" Tears come to both their eyes and stream down their cheeks. Logan stares at them, knowing at least Angel's crocodile tears were fake; he wasn't sure about Tara's. "Just go and do it now,"he commands, feeling a small bit guilty. After a few moments both crying teenagers and the wolf begin walking off toward the woods. Logan gathers up his clothes and heads back to the mansion.
"Told you it wouldn't work, Tara." Angel wipes the remaining fake tears from her cheeks and rubs the wolf's head. Tara shrugs. "It was worth a try and at least we pissed off Logan..." "Right, pissed off Logan. What are we going to do with it now?" "Well---where'd the wolf go Angel?' "Ah, hell. We've lost it." Angel shrugs after a moment. "Saves us the trouble of figuring out what to do with it....."
Further into the Woods
The wolf morphs slowly into a blue skinned woman with flowing red hair and yellow eyes. She speaks into something on her arm. "Buckethead, come in. This is ColbaltBitch.....do you read me, Buckethead?" "Buckethead is out. SlimeThrower here. What you got ColbaltBitch?" "No mutations as of yet apparantly...keep you posted on the House of the Rising Sun situation. ColbaltBitch over and out."(Gambit: Remy know de house of de rising sun. *fantasizes* Rogue: It's a codename, Swamp Rat and how do you know this? *holds up shoe* Gambit: Um..Roguey?) "SlimeThrower, over and out. More on mutations later. MetalAsylum is clear."
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If you haven't guessed the broterhood have codenames. Buckethead=Magneto ColbaltBitch=Mystique SlimeThrower=Toad ClawedPussy=Sabertooth SmallDick=Pietro (yes, I'm adding him-ignore the scaryness of this character)