Hello, my minions! We will now commence with the plan to TAKE OVER THE X-
MEN UNIVERSE!!! BWAAHHHAAAHHHAAHHHAA!!!!
I, Inuficcrzy, your brave commander, will allow you your pick of any X-man to have as your very own. (But I own Remy!)
(Good god, am I ever gonna get flamed for that last sentence....)
Okay, now seriously-
Wait, no, seriously is a word I try to avoid, my apologies. I did repost chap six, had to make a correction, so please check the last couple of paragraphs.
Now! On with the fic! The ideas and underwear expressed within are my own personal fantasies, and those of Caliente and Chia4, who gave me some great ideas! Thanks so much you two! ( I'm severely disappointed with the rest of you, hardly anyone else had any ideas for me, so if you disagree with my choice of skivvy for a character you like, its your own fault for not telling me.)
I don't own the x-men, but I do have dibs on that killer mansion, the prof. said so. He's going to write me into the will! (Hehe...he did....really!)
Chap 7: Tightie whities, and thongs, and boxers, oh my!
Amara was still smiling at the image of a scantily clad Ray when she asked, "Should we include the Brotherhood in this?" she looked over to Tabby and Kitty. "It's your say."
Kitty considered it, then spoke. "This is just my own opinion, but do you guys really want to picture Blob or Toad in their underwear?"
The shudders that followed that statement would have made Avalanche jealous. Tabby could not keep the fright from her voice as she said, "Oh my eyes! They burn with the horror of that image! Ugh!"
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the guys were also shuddering in complete revulsion.
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"Okay, that's a no," Amara laughed. She considered. "But, Pietro? Should we include him?"
Tabby smirked. "I know exactly what he's got. I saw him come out of the shower too. Bikini bottoms, 'cause he thinks their sexy, green, 'cause that's the color he makes girls turn, and cotton ones because he needs to be able to wash the stains out."
Rahne sent the same question back at her with an eyebrow raised in sarcasm. "Nice?"
"I don't really know, there was nothing there big enough for him to cover." The girls laughed outright at that. "And as for flavor, who cares? He'd be done so fast you probably wouldn't notice it had happened." That made everyone laugh even more, and Jubilee almost had an accident involving cheetos before she calmed down.
"Hey, while we're on the 'villains'," Rogue spoke up, "what do you guys say for Magneto?"
Jean was ready for this one. "Nothing."
Rogue frowned. "What?"
"I say he wears nothing. Goes commando, 24/7."
Kitty shuddered again, "Oh, the horror."
Jean smirked, "the indignity! Can't you just see his thinking? 'I am the great Magneto! How dare you suggest I wear underwear! Who needs skivvies?'"
Tabby broke down laughing. But Jean wasn't finished. "Its either that, or a chain-link chastity belt. Don't you guys think that that man desperately needs to get laid? And what about Sabertooth? Now there's another guy that seriously needs to relax. Can you really see him in underwear? Probably goes for the natural look."
Rahne smiled. "Like my fellow Scotsmen?"
Amara frowned in confusion. "What?"
"Scots wear kilts, lass, a long wrap of cloth that covers everything you need it to. In some cases, it resembles a skirt that comes to the knees and normally has your clans colors on it," she explained.
Kitty looked over at her. "Hey, Rahne? Is it true, what they say about"-
"About no underwear under there?" She grinned outright. "You bet! How'd you like to see Remy in a kilt?"
Rogue let out a long wolf whistle, then faked a Scottish accent. "oh, aye, lass, and wouldn't e're lass in the county be a'chasin' him o're hill and dale!"
"Yeah," Kitty hollered, "with you leading the pack!"
"O'course I would be, lass!" the other girls cracked up as Rahne sighed to Rogue. "Girlie, you so canna talk like a Scott."
(A.N: I hereby refuse to write another word in any sort of accent, because I suck at them. If anyone reading is in Scotland or is of Scottish descent, my apologies for butchering the accent.)
Jean ticked off on her fingers the guys they'd used so far. "Okay, we've done Ray, Pietro, Magneto, Sabertooth, Scott, who I also think would look good in a kilt," (insert random whistles and catcalls here.) Evan and Remy. So that leaves us-"
"Sam, Jamie, Mr. McCoy, Kurt, Bobby, Mr. Logan, and Roberto," Amara finished.
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The aforementioned in Jean's list were smiling happily at the other groaning guys.
Scott grinned over at Remy. "I knew they'd get theirs eventually."
The Cajun smiled back distractedly. He was still reeling from hearing Rogue sound so appreciative of the idea of him in a kilt. 'And here I thought she didn't like me. Maybe I could convince Rahne to loan me some clothes.'
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(A.N.: I just shorted out my keyboard from drooling. What a lovely image, Remy all decked out like Mel Gibson in 'Braveheart', except with much better grooming. Back to the fic!)
"You forgot the professor," Tabby said. She looked around at the girls faces and agreed. "Yeah, like I'm really crazy enough to guess his gear within a hundred miles of him. Where is he anyway?"
"He and Logan are at the parent-teacher conference at school," Kitty said. "With so many of us, it almost guarantees they'll be out for most of the night."
Boom Boom couldn't help her sigh of relief. It turned to a smile as she continued the game
Jean brought the youngest guy in the mansion to the game. "What do you all say about Jamie?"
"You guys cannot tell me you don't feel like a total cradle robber just discussing this," Jubilee says. Amara looked at her funny, so she explained the expression to the Aquian girl while Rahne thought about it. "True, but you've got to admit, he's the easiest one."
They all nodded and said in almost perfect unison, "Power ranger tightie whities."
"Cotton, of course," said Tabby. "It's simple and very innocent." Girls nod. "Hey, should we give him a flavor?"
Kitty shuddered. "ewww, that's like trying to do that with your little brother!""
Rogue agreed with her roomie.
Boom Boom sighed in agreement, but said anyway, "Vanilla."
"Tabby, "Jean groaned, "did you have to just ruin my favorite flavor ice cream?"
"Sorry, girl, but we have to be thorough."
Jean just rolled her eyes.
Rogue got a bad feeling the nanosecond Tabby looked over at Kitty. "You guys aren't gonna do Kurt, are you?"
Tabby lit up like Christmas had come early.
Rogue just groaned and stuck her fingers in her ears. "I can't hear you, I can't hear you," she sang under her breath.
"So, Kitty, what do you say for Kurt?"
Kitty blushed. "I've never seen Kurt in his underwear!"
Jubilee knew something was up by the look on Shadowcat's face. "But you know what he wears, don't you?"
Kitty flushed even more, but finally said, "He likes briefs, black ones."
Tabby's eyebrows went up at that. "And just how do you know all this?"
Kitty ignored the question. " You know, he also has this pair of boxers that Evan got him for Christmas. It was a gag gift, white loose ones with good luck charms printed all over them. Evan said it was so he'd get lucky."
Jean giggled at the memory. "I remember that, I swear Kurt turned bright purple."
Kitty absently said, "You know, there are 37 shamrocks on that thing."
The girls all exchanged looks and turned to face her. The question was so obvious, she couldn't ignore it like before and went on ahead and answered. "I did laundry duty a few times, so I know he wears them." She frowned in thought, "Actually, he wears those a lot."
####
Kurt was blushing so bad they began to worry about his blood pressure. But Even just could not resist the jab, "So. Did you ever get any luck in those?"
"Evan!" the scandalized boy almost shouted.
"What?" He echoed back the elf's words from before, "Ask a simple question.." Remy grinned slightly, but patted the blue boy on the shoulder. "Still a virgin?"
Kurt almost angrily shrugged off his hand and said nothing, still blushing. Remy nodded in understanding and left him alone.
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Jubilee looked at her oddly. "But why count the shamrocks?"
Kitty couldn't help it and blushed. "Nice mental image for me."
Tabby could no longer help it, and crowed out laughingly, "Nice one, Pryde! Very nice mental image!"
####
Scott stared. He'd only heard of it happening in cartoons or in comic books, never in real life. But here was proof that it was possible in the real world. Kurt Wagner had given himself a nose bleed from blushing. It had to be some kind of rare medical feat, Cyclops just knew it.
The guys all started to look around for something to help, but it was Sam who came up with the best idea. He took the last sprite out of the cooler Remy had brought and had the elf tilt his head back with it on the back of his neck. Sam gave him a huge grin. "I don't know about you, but I'd be awful flattered that a girl liked me such that she counted the spots on my boxers. You're a lucky man, Wagner."
Kurt found a smile and went back to watching the show.
####
Tabby said the one she'd been dying to hear all night. "What about Logan?
Every X-girl froze in something very akin to fright. Jean finally snapped out, "Oh, for god's sake, he's not even here, he's at the school. He's not going to just swoop down out of the rafters and kill us for daring to picture him in his underwear."
Kitty looks at her, still kind of scared. "You sure about that? Like, he does have a tendency to pop up at the totally worst time."
Tabby finally got fed up with their timidity. She stood up on the bed and shouted out, "I say he wears a pink silk thong with a matching corset!"
She paused for them all to get over their shock. "See? Nothing happened, now someone please help me get that mental image out of my head!" Girls start to giggle and laugh. Jean grins, "No, no, I want that to be the last thing you think about before you go to sleep tonight. How's-(snort)-that for-(oh, my god)-sweet dreams?!" The telepath broke down laughing, even going so far as to fall off the bed.
Rogue, however, was attempting to beat Tabby to death with a pillow. "You sicko! That's Logan you're talking about!"
The girl was trying to defend herself as best she could with one of Kitty's teddy bears. "What's your problem, girl? It was just a joke!"
"Yeah? Well, how'd you like it if I said you dad runs around in pantyhose, huh?"
"Hey!" Seeing the look of real anger in the rogue's eyes, she tried to diffuse the situation before things got ugly. Or worse, touchy-feely. "How'd you know about that? I mean, its not like dad tries to hide those little egg thingies in his room, but I thought he wouldn't do that in public."
(A.N. [again] Leggs pantyhose comes in little plastic eggs for easy storage. I thought it was funny!)
Rogue stared like the girl below her had finally lost her mind, then began to laugh. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to go Rambo on you, but he's like---I mean, he's-"
Kitty smiled. "I know what you mean. He's like a dad, isn't he?"
Jubilee smiled. "In the words of Remy, and I really think he put it best, he's our Papa Logan, looking out for his kids."
Jean almost laughed, "Do you think Gambit would ever say that to Wolverine's face?"
"Heck no! He'd be diced and sliced before he could blink!"
"Like, no kidding," Kitty said. She sighed. "For the sake of not having horrible nightmares involving the color pink, I say its white boxers." She glared at Tabby. "Absolutely no flavor."
Boom Boom nodded in agreement, not wanting two mutant girls trying to beat her with pillows.
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Holy cow.
I PASSED THE 100 REVEIWS MARK!!!!! HURRAY!!! YIPPEE!!! I'M SO HAPPY I CAN'T SPELL RIGHT!!! Well, maybe I'm not that bad off, but I'm still coasting past cloud nine. The astronaughts have already taken me home twice because I keep going into orbit. And let me tell you guys, they really don't like it when you call them 'Buzz'. Apparently, they consider it bad luck.
Review response and appreciation time!
To Chia4; dude, I have to totally agree with you, but I'm referring to pointy ears on the side of the head, not delicious doggie ears on top of a guy's head. (Inuyasha, yumm!) {Hey, I am inuficcrzy for a reason!} thanks so much for your ideas!
Caliente: you gave me some seriously sweet ideas, thank you so much, my friend!
Nie Starwhistler: first off, very cool name. second, thanks so much for reviewing my fic so often, I really appreciate it.
Hallanole: maybe I will, but a little later. Thanks for reviewing!
JaSSerS, KittKatt001, Cuddness, The Rogue Witch, Rogue 14: you guys rock, thanks so much for reading me!
Scrawler, warknyte, link, Sphinx29, Dark Whispers, Vinter, fragglerox: hope you like this one too, thanks for coming!
And as always to Lady LeBeau and Dark Jaded Rose, you two are awesome. Thank you for being here.
I, Inuficcrzy, your brave commander, will allow you your pick of any X-man to have as your very own. (But I own Remy!)
(Good god, am I ever gonna get flamed for that last sentence....)
Okay, now seriously-
Wait, no, seriously is a word I try to avoid, my apologies. I did repost chap six, had to make a correction, so please check the last couple of paragraphs.
Now! On with the fic! The ideas and underwear expressed within are my own personal fantasies, and those of Caliente and Chia4, who gave me some great ideas! Thanks so much you two! ( I'm severely disappointed with the rest of you, hardly anyone else had any ideas for me, so if you disagree with my choice of skivvy for a character you like, its your own fault for not telling me.)
I don't own the x-men, but I do have dibs on that killer mansion, the prof. said so. He's going to write me into the will! (Hehe...he did....really!)
Chap 7: Tightie whities, and thongs, and boxers, oh my!
Amara was still smiling at the image of a scantily clad Ray when she asked, "Should we include the Brotherhood in this?" she looked over to Tabby and Kitty. "It's your say."
Kitty considered it, then spoke. "This is just my own opinion, but do you guys really want to picture Blob or Toad in their underwear?"
The shudders that followed that statement would have made Avalanche jealous. Tabby could not keep the fright from her voice as she said, "Oh my eyes! They burn with the horror of that image! Ugh!"
###&&&**(
the guys were also shuddering in complete revulsion.
##$$@@
"Okay, that's a no," Amara laughed. She considered. "But, Pietro? Should we include him?"
Tabby smirked. "I know exactly what he's got. I saw him come out of the shower too. Bikini bottoms, 'cause he thinks their sexy, green, 'cause that's the color he makes girls turn, and cotton ones because he needs to be able to wash the stains out."
Rahne sent the same question back at her with an eyebrow raised in sarcasm. "Nice?"
"I don't really know, there was nothing there big enough for him to cover." The girls laughed outright at that. "And as for flavor, who cares? He'd be done so fast you probably wouldn't notice it had happened." That made everyone laugh even more, and Jubilee almost had an accident involving cheetos before she calmed down.
"Hey, while we're on the 'villains'," Rogue spoke up, "what do you guys say for Magneto?"
Jean was ready for this one. "Nothing."
Rogue frowned. "What?"
"I say he wears nothing. Goes commando, 24/7."
Kitty shuddered again, "Oh, the horror."
Jean smirked, "the indignity! Can't you just see his thinking? 'I am the great Magneto! How dare you suggest I wear underwear! Who needs skivvies?'"
Tabby broke down laughing. But Jean wasn't finished. "Its either that, or a chain-link chastity belt. Don't you guys think that that man desperately needs to get laid? And what about Sabertooth? Now there's another guy that seriously needs to relax. Can you really see him in underwear? Probably goes for the natural look."
Rahne smiled. "Like my fellow Scotsmen?"
Amara frowned in confusion. "What?"
"Scots wear kilts, lass, a long wrap of cloth that covers everything you need it to. In some cases, it resembles a skirt that comes to the knees and normally has your clans colors on it," she explained.
Kitty looked over at her. "Hey, Rahne? Is it true, what they say about"-
"About no underwear under there?" She grinned outright. "You bet! How'd you like to see Remy in a kilt?"
Rogue let out a long wolf whistle, then faked a Scottish accent. "oh, aye, lass, and wouldn't e're lass in the county be a'chasin' him o're hill and dale!"
"Yeah," Kitty hollered, "with you leading the pack!"
"O'course I would be, lass!" the other girls cracked up as Rahne sighed to Rogue. "Girlie, you so canna talk like a Scott."
(A.N: I hereby refuse to write another word in any sort of accent, because I suck at them. If anyone reading is in Scotland or is of Scottish descent, my apologies for butchering the accent.)
Jean ticked off on her fingers the guys they'd used so far. "Okay, we've done Ray, Pietro, Magneto, Sabertooth, Scott, who I also think would look good in a kilt," (insert random whistles and catcalls here.) Evan and Remy. So that leaves us-"
"Sam, Jamie, Mr. McCoy, Kurt, Bobby, Mr. Logan, and Roberto," Amara finished.
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The aforementioned in Jean's list were smiling happily at the other groaning guys.
Scott grinned over at Remy. "I knew they'd get theirs eventually."
The Cajun smiled back distractedly. He was still reeling from hearing Rogue sound so appreciative of the idea of him in a kilt. 'And here I thought she didn't like me. Maybe I could convince Rahne to loan me some clothes.'
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(A.N.: I just shorted out my keyboard from drooling. What a lovely image, Remy all decked out like Mel Gibson in 'Braveheart', except with much better grooming. Back to the fic!)
"You forgot the professor," Tabby said. She looked around at the girls faces and agreed. "Yeah, like I'm really crazy enough to guess his gear within a hundred miles of him. Where is he anyway?"
"He and Logan are at the parent-teacher conference at school," Kitty said. "With so many of us, it almost guarantees they'll be out for most of the night."
Boom Boom couldn't help her sigh of relief. It turned to a smile as she continued the game
Jean brought the youngest guy in the mansion to the game. "What do you all say about Jamie?"
"You guys cannot tell me you don't feel like a total cradle robber just discussing this," Jubilee says. Amara looked at her funny, so she explained the expression to the Aquian girl while Rahne thought about it. "True, but you've got to admit, he's the easiest one."
They all nodded and said in almost perfect unison, "Power ranger tightie whities."
"Cotton, of course," said Tabby. "It's simple and very innocent." Girls nod. "Hey, should we give him a flavor?"
Kitty shuddered. "ewww, that's like trying to do that with your little brother!""
Rogue agreed with her roomie.
Boom Boom sighed in agreement, but said anyway, "Vanilla."
"Tabby, "Jean groaned, "did you have to just ruin my favorite flavor ice cream?"
"Sorry, girl, but we have to be thorough."
Jean just rolled her eyes.
Rogue got a bad feeling the nanosecond Tabby looked over at Kitty. "You guys aren't gonna do Kurt, are you?"
Tabby lit up like Christmas had come early.
Rogue just groaned and stuck her fingers in her ears. "I can't hear you, I can't hear you," she sang under her breath.
"So, Kitty, what do you say for Kurt?"
Kitty blushed. "I've never seen Kurt in his underwear!"
Jubilee knew something was up by the look on Shadowcat's face. "But you know what he wears, don't you?"
Kitty flushed even more, but finally said, "He likes briefs, black ones."
Tabby's eyebrows went up at that. "And just how do you know all this?"
Kitty ignored the question. " You know, he also has this pair of boxers that Evan got him for Christmas. It was a gag gift, white loose ones with good luck charms printed all over them. Evan said it was so he'd get lucky."
Jean giggled at the memory. "I remember that, I swear Kurt turned bright purple."
Kitty absently said, "You know, there are 37 shamrocks on that thing."
The girls all exchanged looks and turned to face her. The question was so obvious, she couldn't ignore it like before and went on ahead and answered. "I did laundry duty a few times, so I know he wears them." She frowned in thought, "Actually, he wears those a lot."
####
Kurt was blushing so bad they began to worry about his blood pressure. But Even just could not resist the jab, "So. Did you ever get any luck in those?"
"Evan!" the scandalized boy almost shouted.
"What?" He echoed back the elf's words from before, "Ask a simple question.." Remy grinned slightly, but patted the blue boy on the shoulder. "Still a virgin?"
Kurt almost angrily shrugged off his hand and said nothing, still blushing. Remy nodded in understanding and left him alone.
####
Jubilee looked at her oddly. "But why count the shamrocks?"
Kitty couldn't help it and blushed. "Nice mental image for me."
Tabby could no longer help it, and crowed out laughingly, "Nice one, Pryde! Very nice mental image!"
####
Scott stared. He'd only heard of it happening in cartoons or in comic books, never in real life. But here was proof that it was possible in the real world. Kurt Wagner had given himself a nose bleed from blushing. It had to be some kind of rare medical feat, Cyclops just knew it.
The guys all started to look around for something to help, but it was Sam who came up with the best idea. He took the last sprite out of the cooler Remy had brought and had the elf tilt his head back with it on the back of his neck. Sam gave him a huge grin. "I don't know about you, but I'd be awful flattered that a girl liked me such that she counted the spots on my boxers. You're a lucky man, Wagner."
Kurt found a smile and went back to watching the show.
####
Tabby said the one she'd been dying to hear all night. "What about Logan?
Every X-girl froze in something very akin to fright. Jean finally snapped out, "Oh, for god's sake, he's not even here, he's at the school. He's not going to just swoop down out of the rafters and kill us for daring to picture him in his underwear."
Kitty looks at her, still kind of scared. "You sure about that? Like, he does have a tendency to pop up at the totally worst time."
Tabby finally got fed up with their timidity. She stood up on the bed and shouted out, "I say he wears a pink silk thong with a matching corset!"
She paused for them all to get over their shock. "See? Nothing happened, now someone please help me get that mental image out of my head!" Girls start to giggle and laugh. Jean grins, "No, no, I want that to be the last thing you think about before you go to sleep tonight. How's-(snort)-that for-(oh, my god)-sweet dreams?!" The telepath broke down laughing, even going so far as to fall off the bed.
Rogue, however, was attempting to beat Tabby to death with a pillow. "You sicko! That's Logan you're talking about!"
The girl was trying to defend herself as best she could with one of Kitty's teddy bears. "What's your problem, girl? It was just a joke!"
"Yeah? Well, how'd you like it if I said you dad runs around in pantyhose, huh?"
"Hey!" Seeing the look of real anger in the rogue's eyes, she tried to diffuse the situation before things got ugly. Or worse, touchy-feely. "How'd you know about that? I mean, its not like dad tries to hide those little egg thingies in his room, but I thought he wouldn't do that in public."
(A.N. [again] Leggs pantyhose comes in little plastic eggs for easy storage. I thought it was funny!)
Rogue stared like the girl below her had finally lost her mind, then began to laugh. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to go Rambo on you, but he's like---I mean, he's-"
Kitty smiled. "I know what you mean. He's like a dad, isn't he?"
Jubilee smiled. "In the words of Remy, and I really think he put it best, he's our Papa Logan, looking out for his kids."
Jean almost laughed, "Do you think Gambit would ever say that to Wolverine's face?"
"Heck no! He'd be diced and sliced before he could blink!"
"Like, no kidding," Kitty said. She sighed. "For the sake of not having horrible nightmares involving the color pink, I say its white boxers." She glared at Tabby. "Absolutely no flavor."
Boom Boom nodded in agreement, not wanting two mutant girls trying to beat her with pillows.
###
Holy cow.
I PASSED THE 100 REVEIWS MARK!!!!! HURRAY!!! YIPPEE!!! I'M SO HAPPY I CAN'T SPELL RIGHT!!! Well, maybe I'm not that bad off, but I'm still coasting past cloud nine. The astronaughts have already taken me home twice because I keep going into orbit. And let me tell you guys, they really don't like it when you call them 'Buzz'. Apparently, they consider it bad luck.
Review response and appreciation time!
To Chia4; dude, I have to totally agree with you, but I'm referring to pointy ears on the side of the head, not delicious doggie ears on top of a guy's head. (Inuyasha, yumm!) {Hey, I am inuficcrzy for a reason!} thanks so much for your ideas!
Caliente: you gave me some seriously sweet ideas, thank you so much, my friend!
Nie Starwhistler: first off, very cool name. second, thanks so much for reviewing my fic so often, I really appreciate it.
Hallanole: maybe I will, but a little later. Thanks for reviewing!
JaSSerS, KittKatt001, Cuddness, The Rogue Witch, Rogue 14: you guys rock, thanks so much for reading me!
Scrawler, warknyte, link, Sphinx29, Dark Whispers, Vinter, fragglerox: hope you like this one too, thanks for coming!
And as always to Lady LeBeau and Dark Jaded Rose, you two are awesome. Thank you for being here.