*SIGH* ZANNE hasn't updated in an extremely long time! She has had no
ideas! And I was reading my thirst chapter and relishing the burning hatred
that I have for it and realized that there are an atrocious amount of
spelling errors. It pissed ZANNE off. So I promise to make this chappy
super great and grood so as to make up for my embarrassing third one. NO
SHOUT OUTS! They make me grouchy. But not the reviews! Just having to write
shout outs to people and some of them have hard to spell names and don't
say much and I will feel bad if I leave anyone out. OK?
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"OK, so we're on chapter 2...." said Rogue as she turned a page of the book.
They were all still sitting in the pretty little study, staring fixedly at Rogue until Kurt spoke.
"Hey, what happened to the New Recruits?" he asked, "I haven't heard anyone yelling or breaking furniture all day!"
"You're right," thought Jean, "That just isn't natural...."
So because they wanted to make sure that the New Recruits all weren't lying face down in a large puddle somewhere, the X-Men (minus Evan) went out of the study to look for them. Rogue marked the page they left off on and was about to hide it under the desk when....
"ROGUE!" Kitty screamed suddenly, making them all jump.
"WHAT?" Rogue yelled back.
"Did you dog ear the page we left off on?" she asked nervously.
"Yeah, so?"
"He'll know that someone read it!" she squeaked waving her arms back and forth, "FIX THE PAGE!"
So Rogue sighed and un dog eared the page and hid it under the desk. Then they all stared at each other and tried to remember the what they were about to do before the little bit of typing that was making the chapter of the fic they were in longer.
"Uhh... we were all about to get sandwiches, remember?" Scott said smartly.
"OH YEAH!" the rest chorused. So they all headed towards the kitchen to make some sandwiches, which is pretty self explanatory but was added in case anyone got confused.
As they entered the kitchen, Jean had a revelation.
"Scott we just ate sandwiches," Jean said as she looked at him, "grilled cheese."
"A HA!" Kitty yelled as she pointed her finger at them dramatically, "It was YOU who stole my special cheese!" She took a deep breath that caused her nostrils to flare and her eyes to bulge, "I KNEW you were all out to get me!"
"Kitty it was just a tiny bit of cheese-" but Scott was suddenly cut off by a green gas grenade that shattered the glass of the kitchen window and landed at their feet.
"Ooooohhh!" Jean gapped at the smoking grenade, "PRETTY!"
"Wait, I haven't said anything in awhile," Rogue said, "RUN!"
But before they had a chance to run, fly, teleport, or phase evil green gas spewed out of the grenade and all the X-Men fell down asleep on the kitchen floor, totally defenseless.
"MWA HA HA HAAA!" an evil cackle rang out through the night (actually it was day but... meh) and the shining black leather clad Mystique jumped through the broken window.
"Now that I have taken out the main team, there is no one to stop me from.... from....hmmm." Mystique suddenly looked dumbstruck and scratched her chin.
"Why did I come here again?" she asked herself as she looked around. As she was pondering this further, the New Recruits, who had been out hiking some place that is irrelevant to the story (actually, I don't have any ideas myself), came into the messy kitchen and found them selves face to face with the blue scantily clad woman who had tried to kill them on numerous occasions.
"AAAHHHH!" The New Recruits screamed as they scattered and hid in really obvious places around the kitchen and dining room.
"AAAHHHH!" Mystique screamed as she jumped out another window and landed with a soft fwump in Storm's flower bed.
"EEEEEEE!" she squealed as she ran across the Institute grounds at break neck speed. Eventually she made it back to the Brotherhood House, remembered that she didn't live there anymore, ran to the Bayville Park, and finally settled on hiding behind some bushes, rocking back and forth in a fetal position.
This all occurred in a matter of moments but the X-Men still woke up form the gas rather quickly. It seemed that Mystique had bought the gas bombs form the discount villains store and we all know what a rip off those places can be.
"What the hell just happened?" asked Rogue as she rubbed her head.
Kurt got up too and looked around to find that the New Recruits were all either crouching behind random potted plants or under chairs.
"Where did you come from?" he asked them as he knelt down next to Amara but since Amara was still scared of his freakish appearance even though she had had 2 whole seasons to get used to it. So Amara screamed and ran off somewhere else and will probably stay there for the rest of the story.
"We saw Mystique!" Bobby exclaimed breathlessly to Kurt as he climbed out of the utensil drawer, "She was right here in the kitchen!"
"MYSTIQUE?" screamed Scott furiously, "In MY kitchen? Why I outa...."
"Scott NO!" Jean cried as she grabbed his arm, "She's not worth it!"
"Don't be talkin bout my mama!" Kurt said defensively as he raised a pair of three fingered fists.
"You wanna make somethin of it blue boy?" Scott retorted as he rolled up his sleeves.
"BRING IT!"
So Scott did indeed "bring it" and soon Kurt and Scott were both trying to strangle each other. Since Jean was the resident mentor, she tried to stop them but instead got pushed into the scuffle by Rogue as she and Kitty made a dog pile on them all. But after awhile they all collapsed on the floor again in a heap.
The New Recruits, who had been watching the whole thing, decided that they wanted to find out what would happen if they drank a Slurpee too fast and took off the Bayville 7 Eleven.
Little did they know that they were being watched. Deep in the heart of the Institute's sub basements, two figured bathed in shadow were watching these goings ons by means on a series of hidden cameras places strategically around the Institute. Finally, on of them spoke;
"Yes, yes. All goes according to plan," it said.
"Yes master, shall I begin phase doux of the operation?" the other significantly larger figure asked.
"Oh yes, yes indeed!" Then it started to laugh and cackle like a maniac and the glow of the TV screen reflected off their faces revealing them to be non other than....
"EVAN? BEAST?"
"Wha?" Evan started but fell off his wheely chair in surprise. Standing in the doorway was Storm who had flicked on the light switch and was holding a fresh set of laundered boxers with teddy bears on the butt.
"I have your laundry, oh sweet nephew of mine!" she sang as she threw that underwear gracefully through the air. They landed right on top of the main control panel and it sparked and fizzled until it died completely.
"AW MAN!" Evan wined as he pulled the smoking boxers off the keyboard, "AUNTIE O! Look at what you did!" he tried typing some letter but the keys were all melted together.
"Hmm... must be that new detergent I'm using," Storm said thoughtfully as she raised a finger to her cheek, "Oh well, I have dusting to do!" and on that cheery note she walked out of the room.
"Well, I guess the downfall of human kind will have to be saved for another day." Beast shrugged as he followed Storm to help her dust those hard to reach places.
"SIGH!" Evan sighed as he picked up his snuggly soft undy pants and slumped out of his secret "lair".
Meanwhile, in the kitchen, the X-Men had recovered from their pow-wow and Jean made them all Easy Mac!
"Oh Easy Mac!" Kitty cooed as she held up some of the soggy, gross, cheesy noodles on her fork, " What would we ever do without you?"
"While I enjoy quick yet nasty microwavable food as much as the next guy, I can't help feel like we're forgetting something...." Kurt thought as he scratched his chin.
"Hmmm... You're right!" Kitty said, "But what is it?"
"HMMMM!" They all thought in unison until finally Rogue yelled, " READING THE PROFESSORS BOOK!"
"Oh yeah," Jean said thoughtfully. They all inhaled their Easy Mac and ran to the Prof's study again.
"OK," Rogue said as she picked up the book and everyone settled in around her.
"Chapter 4..."
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WOOT! This whole chapter SUCKED BIG MONKEY BUTT! There was no plot, no Xavier story, and no initiative by the author. I didn't have any ideas, so I went with my instincts (which suck by the way) and wrote whatever popped into my mind. I just HAD to put Mystique in there cause she's my favorite character to make fun of. She's just too maniacal and therefore must be destroyed! I am deeply sorry that I have not updated for so long and then when I finally did I gave you this load of crap. I promise to have more Charley in the next chapter. But hey, a promise from ZANNE is like a promise from North Korea. And that made no sense at all so I am just going to stop ranting NOW.
Phew! Now that that is all said and done, please review and try to be gentle! I have no tolerance for the ungodly flamer that flamed my better half's story, "Blue Future" and I intend to hunt them down if it's the last thing I do! I have a hit list you know. But I think my friend Ben, who is my clone but a guy, is keeping track because whenever I tell him about all the rotten people I must destroy he says, "I guess I'll add them to your hit list, Suzanne" or when the person is REALLY rotten he says "I'll have to put a star next to their name, Suzanne". What did I JUST finish telling myself about ranting! OK, I am definitely stopping now. Right now. True dat homie shizzle!
~ZANNE
()-) he hee. It's Cycops.
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"OK, so we're on chapter 2...." said Rogue as she turned a page of the book.
They were all still sitting in the pretty little study, staring fixedly at Rogue until Kurt spoke.
"Hey, what happened to the New Recruits?" he asked, "I haven't heard anyone yelling or breaking furniture all day!"
"You're right," thought Jean, "That just isn't natural...."
So because they wanted to make sure that the New Recruits all weren't lying face down in a large puddle somewhere, the X-Men (minus Evan) went out of the study to look for them. Rogue marked the page they left off on and was about to hide it under the desk when....
"ROGUE!" Kitty screamed suddenly, making them all jump.
"WHAT?" Rogue yelled back.
"Did you dog ear the page we left off on?" she asked nervously.
"Yeah, so?"
"He'll know that someone read it!" she squeaked waving her arms back and forth, "FIX THE PAGE!"
So Rogue sighed and un dog eared the page and hid it under the desk. Then they all stared at each other and tried to remember the what they were about to do before the little bit of typing that was making the chapter of the fic they were in longer.
"Uhh... we were all about to get sandwiches, remember?" Scott said smartly.
"OH YEAH!" the rest chorused. So they all headed towards the kitchen to make some sandwiches, which is pretty self explanatory but was added in case anyone got confused.
As they entered the kitchen, Jean had a revelation.
"Scott we just ate sandwiches," Jean said as she looked at him, "grilled cheese."
"A HA!" Kitty yelled as she pointed her finger at them dramatically, "It was YOU who stole my special cheese!" She took a deep breath that caused her nostrils to flare and her eyes to bulge, "I KNEW you were all out to get me!"
"Kitty it was just a tiny bit of cheese-" but Scott was suddenly cut off by a green gas grenade that shattered the glass of the kitchen window and landed at their feet.
"Ooooohhh!" Jean gapped at the smoking grenade, "PRETTY!"
"Wait, I haven't said anything in awhile," Rogue said, "RUN!"
But before they had a chance to run, fly, teleport, or phase evil green gas spewed out of the grenade and all the X-Men fell down asleep on the kitchen floor, totally defenseless.
"MWA HA HA HAAA!" an evil cackle rang out through the night (actually it was day but... meh) and the shining black leather clad Mystique jumped through the broken window.
"Now that I have taken out the main team, there is no one to stop me from.... from....hmmm." Mystique suddenly looked dumbstruck and scratched her chin.
"Why did I come here again?" she asked herself as she looked around. As she was pondering this further, the New Recruits, who had been out hiking some place that is irrelevant to the story (actually, I don't have any ideas myself), came into the messy kitchen and found them selves face to face with the blue scantily clad woman who had tried to kill them on numerous occasions.
"AAAHHHH!" The New Recruits screamed as they scattered and hid in really obvious places around the kitchen and dining room.
"AAAHHHH!" Mystique screamed as she jumped out another window and landed with a soft fwump in Storm's flower bed.
"EEEEEEE!" she squealed as she ran across the Institute grounds at break neck speed. Eventually she made it back to the Brotherhood House, remembered that she didn't live there anymore, ran to the Bayville Park, and finally settled on hiding behind some bushes, rocking back and forth in a fetal position.
This all occurred in a matter of moments but the X-Men still woke up form the gas rather quickly. It seemed that Mystique had bought the gas bombs form the discount villains store and we all know what a rip off those places can be.
"What the hell just happened?" asked Rogue as she rubbed her head.
Kurt got up too and looked around to find that the New Recruits were all either crouching behind random potted plants or under chairs.
"Where did you come from?" he asked them as he knelt down next to Amara but since Amara was still scared of his freakish appearance even though she had had 2 whole seasons to get used to it. So Amara screamed and ran off somewhere else and will probably stay there for the rest of the story.
"We saw Mystique!" Bobby exclaimed breathlessly to Kurt as he climbed out of the utensil drawer, "She was right here in the kitchen!"
"MYSTIQUE?" screamed Scott furiously, "In MY kitchen? Why I outa...."
"Scott NO!" Jean cried as she grabbed his arm, "She's not worth it!"
"Don't be talkin bout my mama!" Kurt said defensively as he raised a pair of three fingered fists.
"You wanna make somethin of it blue boy?" Scott retorted as he rolled up his sleeves.
"BRING IT!"
So Scott did indeed "bring it" and soon Kurt and Scott were both trying to strangle each other. Since Jean was the resident mentor, she tried to stop them but instead got pushed into the scuffle by Rogue as she and Kitty made a dog pile on them all. But after awhile they all collapsed on the floor again in a heap.
The New Recruits, who had been watching the whole thing, decided that they wanted to find out what would happen if they drank a Slurpee too fast and took off the Bayville 7 Eleven.
Little did they know that they were being watched. Deep in the heart of the Institute's sub basements, two figured bathed in shadow were watching these goings ons by means on a series of hidden cameras places strategically around the Institute. Finally, on of them spoke;
"Yes, yes. All goes according to plan," it said.
"Yes master, shall I begin phase doux of the operation?" the other significantly larger figure asked.
"Oh yes, yes indeed!" Then it started to laugh and cackle like a maniac and the glow of the TV screen reflected off their faces revealing them to be non other than....
"EVAN? BEAST?"
"Wha?" Evan started but fell off his wheely chair in surprise. Standing in the doorway was Storm who had flicked on the light switch and was holding a fresh set of laundered boxers with teddy bears on the butt.
"I have your laundry, oh sweet nephew of mine!" she sang as she threw that underwear gracefully through the air. They landed right on top of the main control panel and it sparked and fizzled until it died completely.
"AW MAN!" Evan wined as he pulled the smoking boxers off the keyboard, "AUNTIE O! Look at what you did!" he tried typing some letter but the keys were all melted together.
"Hmm... must be that new detergent I'm using," Storm said thoughtfully as she raised a finger to her cheek, "Oh well, I have dusting to do!" and on that cheery note she walked out of the room.
"Well, I guess the downfall of human kind will have to be saved for another day." Beast shrugged as he followed Storm to help her dust those hard to reach places.
"SIGH!" Evan sighed as he picked up his snuggly soft undy pants and slumped out of his secret "lair".
Meanwhile, in the kitchen, the X-Men had recovered from their pow-wow and Jean made them all Easy Mac!
"Oh Easy Mac!" Kitty cooed as she held up some of the soggy, gross, cheesy noodles on her fork, " What would we ever do without you?"
"While I enjoy quick yet nasty microwavable food as much as the next guy, I can't help feel like we're forgetting something...." Kurt thought as he scratched his chin.
"Hmmm... You're right!" Kitty said, "But what is it?"
"HMMMM!" They all thought in unison until finally Rogue yelled, " READING THE PROFESSORS BOOK!"
"Oh yeah," Jean said thoughtfully. They all inhaled their Easy Mac and ran to the Prof's study again.
"OK," Rogue said as she picked up the book and everyone settled in around her.
"Chapter 4..."
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WOOT! This whole chapter SUCKED BIG MONKEY BUTT! There was no plot, no Xavier story, and no initiative by the author. I didn't have any ideas, so I went with my instincts (which suck by the way) and wrote whatever popped into my mind. I just HAD to put Mystique in there cause she's my favorite character to make fun of. She's just too maniacal and therefore must be destroyed! I am deeply sorry that I have not updated for so long and then when I finally did I gave you this load of crap. I promise to have more Charley in the next chapter. But hey, a promise from ZANNE is like a promise from North Korea. And that made no sense at all so I am just going to stop ranting NOW.
Phew! Now that that is all said and done, please review and try to be gentle! I have no tolerance for the ungodly flamer that flamed my better half's story, "Blue Future" and I intend to hunt them down if it's the last thing I do! I have a hit list you know. But I think my friend Ben, who is my clone but a guy, is keeping track because whenever I tell him about all the rotten people I must destroy he says, "I guess I'll add them to your hit list, Suzanne" or when the person is REALLY rotten he says "I'll have to put a star next to their name, Suzanne". What did I JUST finish telling myself about ranting! OK, I am definitely stopping now. Right now. True dat homie shizzle!
~ZANNE
()-) he hee. It's Cycops.
