Disclaimer – We the MonkeyHeaded Saffire do not own the X Men, .nor do we
own Regis Philbin...Though we wish we did, because we'd like to feed them to
our slowly growing pack of rabid weasels! (Is this good?)
Two young girls sit in two overstuffed aristocratical red velvet chairs drinking tea
Sipping her "tea," one begins to speak, "Hello I am the Magnificent Malicious MonkeyHead!"
The other smiles, "and I am the Superior Seductive Saffire."
MonkeyHead turns to Saffire and pouts, "No! I'm superior."
Saffire rolls her eyes, "No I am, MonkeyHead we've been through this before remember alliteration?"
"Oh yeah. Anyway I am MonkeyHead and that's Saffire and this is our pack of rabid flesh eating weasels."
A large red curtain opens and a pack of rabid flesh eating weasels is shown with a very frighten Toad dangling above them.
"Hey this isn't fair, yo!" The curtain closes.
Both girls grin and announce in unison, "And this is our Co Written story!"
Saffire drinks deeply one pinky raised, "Mmm, Dr. Pepper." The curtain opens again now all of the X men who were ever created are standing within the space.
"And this is our Cattle call!" MonkeyHead takes out a list of names and frowns, "Wait a minute...Superman why are you standing on our makeshift stage? You are not a mutant...in fact you're not even a character from Marvel, your DC!"
"But I can fly and have eye beams, super strength, and I'm invincible!" Cyclops, Angel, Wolverine and Colossus roll their eyes.
"Get out of here we have no need for you." Superman flies away dejectedly.
"Anyway, here are the people who are going to be in our story Scott, Jean, Rogue, Piotr, Kitty, Toad, St. John, and Remy."
Wolverine looks confused, "Hey Bub, you can't have an X Men story with out me I'm the heart and soul of the X men!"
"Not to mention our primary money maker," Magneto mumbles to a nodding Professor Xavier. Saffire garbs the list and rechecks it.
"Nope sorry Wolvie you're not on our roster." Wolverine smirks.
"No I'm not."
"Well...." Saffire snaps her fingers and a barrage of flesh eating weasels descends on Logan, "Better luck next story!"
Logan flees from the room bellowing, "I'll be back!"
The people who have not been called leave the room in a unified huff. Cyclops, Jean Gray, Shadowcat, Colossus, Toad, Pyro, Rogue, and Gambit all begin to cheer.
"Uh excuse me guys I wouldn't be cheering, "Saffire proclaims.
"Yeah those people got off easy. We're going to torture you till there's no tomorrow...or something like that," MonkeyHead interjects. Saffire and MonkeyHead begin to laugh demonically as the predestined group of young mutants begins to pale and huddle together.
"And now on to your demise...I mean our story."
Two young girls sit in two overstuffed aristocratical red velvet chairs drinking tea
Sipping her "tea," one begins to speak, "Hello I am the Magnificent Malicious MonkeyHead!"
The other smiles, "and I am the Superior Seductive Saffire."
MonkeyHead turns to Saffire and pouts, "No! I'm superior."
Saffire rolls her eyes, "No I am, MonkeyHead we've been through this before remember alliteration?"
"Oh yeah. Anyway I am MonkeyHead and that's Saffire and this is our pack of rabid flesh eating weasels."
A large red curtain opens and a pack of rabid flesh eating weasels is shown with a very frighten Toad dangling above them.
"Hey this isn't fair, yo!" The curtain closes.
Both girls grin and announce in unison, "And this is our Co Written story!"
Saffire drinks deeply one pinky raised, "Mmm, Dr. Pepper." The curtain opens again now all of the X men who were ever created are standing within the space.
"And this is our Cattle call!" MonkeyHead takes out a list of names and frowns, "Wait a minute...Superman why are you standing on our makeshift stage? You are not a mutant...in fact you're not even a character from Marvel, your DC!"
"But I can fly and have eye beams, super strength, and I'm invincible!" Cyclops, Angel, Wolverine and Colossus roll their eyes.
"Get out of here we have no need for you." Superman flies away dejectedly.
"Anyway, here are the people who are going to be in our story Scott, Jean, Rogue, Piotr, Kitty, Toad, St. John, and Remy."
Wolverine looks confused, "Hey Bub, you can't have an X Men story with out me I'm the heart and soul of the X men!"
"Not to mention our primary money maker," Magneto mumbles to a nodding Professor Xavier. Saffire garbs the list and rechecks it.
"Nope sorry Wolvie you're not on our roster." Wolverine smirks.
"No I'm not."
"Well...." Saffire snaps her fingers and a barrage of flesh eating weasels descends on Logan, "Better luck next story!"
Logan flees from the room bellowing, "I'll be back!"
The people who have not been called leave the room in a unified huff. Cyclops, Jean Gray, Shadowcat, Colossus, Toad, Pyro, Rogue, and Gambit all begin to cheer.
"Uh excuse me guys I wouldn't be cheering, "Saffire proclaims.
"Yeah those people got off easy. We're going to torture you till there's no tomorrow...or something like that," MonkeyHead interjects. Saffire and MonkeyHead begin to laugh demonically as the predestined group of young mutants begins to pale and huddle together.
"And now on to your demise...I mean our story."