It was an early morning at the mansion.
Rogue wandered down to the kitchen to get something to eat, but what she found in there horrified and disgusted her. It was Scott and Jean in the kitchen making sweet talk.
She made a face and then grabbed a bowl of Lucky Charms. She sat down to eat, reading the box.
Jean and Scott gave her a funny look.
"What? I like 'em!" Rouge argued; Scott and Jean just giggled to each other. "They're always making fun of me lucky charms," Rogue whispered.
She suddenly noticed that Jean and Scott have gotten quiet, she looked at them. Jean was sitting there smiling deviously, and Scott was no where to be seen.
"What are you two-" Rogue was cut off ,as the cereal box was snatched away from her.
"They're my lucky charms now!," Scott laughed hysterically and ran out of the kitchen; his laughter was heard for a few more minutes before it abruptly stopped and there was a dull thud. Jean looked on, worried.
Remy waltzed in, carrying the box.
"What? He was tryin ta steal de best cereal in de world," Remy shrugged and poured himself a bowl.
Suddenly Remy began to feel him self rise off the floor.
"Merdee, " he shouted, " Dis is it! Remy finally has learned how to fly!"
"Uhhh not exactly, Tovarisch," Piotr turned him around so they were face to face, "You should not steal a woman's cereal ...it is improper."
"It wasn't a woman, it was Scott!"
"Oh...What's the difference?" Piotr let go, "I thought you were stealing cereal from my Katya." "Huh what," Kitty phased into the room, "I feel my ears burning!"
"Uhhh...ummm...nothing Kitty," Piotr's face began to turn red, "Nothing at all."
"Hey we should go to a movie," Remy sauntered over to Rogue and put one arm around her, "Tink about it Chere, de popcorn, de dimmed lights, de romantic atmosphere, de making out...."
"Stop that, Swamp Rat," Rogue replied, pulling away, "though going to the movies might be fun...."
"Oooo. That does sound fun," Jean commented, forgetting about Scott, "what should we go see?"
"I think we should go see," Rogue rubbed her head, "the re-showing of Babe 2!! That little pig is so cute!"
"Babe 2?," everyone echoed. "Why would we want to see that?"
"Like ah said, the pig is cute!" Rouge said angrily, fixing the room with a glare, "And if I don't see all five of ya there, I'll drain the life completely outta ya!" She stood threateningly next to the table. Everyone shrank away. There was a shuffling of feet to the door.
"What did I just get threatened into doing," Scott asked.
"We're going to the movies," Jean sighed.
Scott got a happy look on his face, as his mind ran to the same place Remy's had gone.
LATER AT THE MOVIES (Dun Dun Dunnnnnnn)
"This movie, like, sucks!" Kitty complained.
Rogue looked at her threateningly, removing one glove.
Kitty's eyes widened and she shrank against the back of her seat. "It's not like there's anyone else here that I'll, like, ruin the movie for," Kitty complained quietly.
"I agree, Katya," Piotr agreed.
"Oui," Remy agreed quietly, "I have a mind to go and explode the screen myself!"
"Do that, and you'll find yourself missin tomorrow, Swamp Rat!" Rogue growled. The small group that made up the entire audience sighed.
"Jean," Scott whispered after a long silence, "Do you hear something? Other than the movie I mean." Jean listened for a moment then shook her head. Scott shrugged.
Suddenly, to everyone's delight, except for Rogue, more than three dozen flesh eating weasels chewed their way through the screen.
"What the Hell?" Rogue shouted, "this isn't part of the movie!"
"Like, who cares!," Kitty yelled at Rogue, "There's more than, like, three dozen starving, crazed weasels up there! And they're, like, coming fast! Run!"
So the X-Men's most prized members turned tail and ran from a bunch of weasels. On the way out, Jean stopped at the ticket booth.
"Ok, look," she complained, "right in the middle of our movie, a bunch of weasels broke the screen and I want my money back!" As she whined, she didn't notice the weasel that was sneaking up behind her. It clamped its jaws onto her rear end. She screamed in pain and ran after her friends, the weasel hanging on with its teeth the whole time.
As they fled in terror, Piotr looked at who ran next to him. He was surprised to see Pyro and Toad running alongside them.
"Why are you running?" he asked them. Pyro shrugged and Toad smirked.
"It seemed like fun at the time, yo," he said matter-of-factly.
Pyro just nodded. Piotr just shook his head and kept running. Suddenly Scott stopped running.
"Wait a minute! We're the X-Men! We shouldn't be running, we should be fighting!" Scott turned to face the evil flesh-eating weasels. A few shots from his ruby-quartz glasses took care of quite a few. A couple of cards from Remy took out some more, and Jean's telekineticly hurled objects took out others.
"You may be able to handle just the weasels...but can you handle flesh eating weasels AND vampiric ant eaters?" came a frightfully familiar voice. Suddenly a new wave of weasels came at them accompanied by some vampiric anteaters.
"What a minute who is that voice?" Scott questions squinting behind ruby quartz. He sees a certain group of deviants in the comer of his eye, "The Brotherhood!"
Lance, Wanda, Pietro and Freddy look up from their just bought ice creams confused, "Huh ...what?" They are so puzzled that they are not ready for Scott's powerful eye beam and they fly up into the air on contact. "Ahhhhhh!"
Piotr hurled a large rock at them, "Shake this Avalanche!"
Jean rolled her eyes at Piotr and Scott, "Was that really necessary?" Then she remembered that she had a flesh-eating weasel attached to her butt. "Ahhhh get it off! Get it off!" The fight continued, but the X-men didn't think they could win.
"Yea, mate! Time for me ta play!" Pyro yelled. He made a very, very big heard of horses that begin stopping all over the group of flesh...evil critters, thus scattering them.
"Ok, that's it," the familiar voice said, "I'm really getting rather sick of this." A small hissing was heard and a cloud of yellow gas was seen covering the X-men. All eight fell to the ground unconscious.
Evil cackling was heard from a nearby helicopter. "Who did a good job, Mr. Snowflake?" It said in baby tones, "Who did a good job?"
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Who's doing this evil cackling? Who is 'Mr. Snowflake'? Do you people even care? Do you people even like our story? And why the hell am I talking like this? Anyway if you people like, review and you will get more story, don't review and you won't get more...it depends on you.
Rogue wandered down to the kitchen to get something to eat, but what she found in there horrified and disgusted her. It was Scott and Jean in the kitchen making sweet talk.
She made a face and then grabbed a bowl of Lucky Charms. She sat down to eat, reading the box.
Jean and Scott gave her a funny look.
"What? I like 'em!" Rouge argued; Scott and Jean just giggled to each other. "They're always making fun of me lucky charms," Rogue whispered.
She suddenly noticed that Jean and Scott have gotten quiet, she looked at them. Jean was sitting there smiling deviously, and Scott was no where to be seen.
"What are you two-" Rogue was cut off ,as the cereal box was snatched away from her.
"They're my lucky charms now!," Scott laughed hysterically and ran out of the kitchen; his laughter was heard for a few more minutes before it abruptly stopped and there was a dull thud. Jean looked on, worried.
Remy waltzed in, carrying the box.
"What? He was tryin ta steal de best cereal in de world," Remy shrugged and poured himself a bowl.
Suddenly Remy began to feel him self rise off the floor.
"Merdee, " he shouted, " Dis is it! Remy finally has learned how to fly!"
"Uhhh not exactly, Tovarisch," Piotr turned him around so they were face to face, "You should not steal a woman's cereal ...it is improper."
"It wasn't a woman, it was Scott!"
"Oh...What's the difference?" Piotr let go, "I thought you were stealing cereal from my Katya." "Huh what," Kitty phased into the room, "I feel my ears burning!"
"Uhhh...ummm...nothing Kitty," Piotr's face began to turn red, "Nothing at all."
"Hey we should go to a movie," Remy sauntered over to Rogue and put one arm around her, "Tink about it Chere, de popcorn, de dimmed lights, de romantic atmosphere, de making out...."
"Stop that, Swamp Rat," Rogue replied, pulling away, "though going to the movies might be fun...."
"Oooo. That does sound fun," Jean commented, forgetting about Scott, "what should we go see?"
"I think we should go see," Rogue rubbed her head, "the re-showing of Babe 2!! That little pig is so cute!"
"Babe 2?," everyone echoed. "Why would we want to see that?"
"Like ah said, the pig is cute!" Rouge said angrily, fixing the room with a glare, "And if I don't see all five of ya there, I'll drain the life completely outta ya!" She stood threateningly next to the table. Everyone shrank away. There was a shuffling of feet to the door.
"What did I just get threatened into doing," Scott asked.
"We're going to the movies," Jean sighed.
Scott got a happy look on his face, as his mind ran to the same place Remy's had gone.
LATER AT THE MOVIES (Dun Dun Dunnnnnnn)
"This movie, like, sucks!" Kitty complained.
Rogue looked at her threateningly, removing one glove.
Kitty's eyes widened and she shrank against the back of her seat. "It's not like there's anyone else here that I'll, like, ruin the movie for," Kitty complained quietly.
"I agree, Katya," Piotr agreed.
"Oui," Remy agreed quietly, "I have a mind to go and explode the screen myself!"
"Do that, and you'll find yourself missin tomorrow, Swamp Rat!" Rogue growled. The small group that made up the entire audience sighed.
"Jean," Scott whispered after a long silence, "Do you hear something? Other than the movie I mean." Jean listened for a moment then shook her head. Scott shrugged.
Suddenly, to everyone's delight, except for Rogue, more than three dozen flesh eating weasels chewed their way through the screen.
"What the Hell?" Rogue shouted, "this isn't part of the movie!"
"Like, who cares!," Kitty yelled at Rogue, "There's more than, like, three dozen starving, crazed weasels up there! And they're, like, coming fast! Run!"
So the X-Men's most prized members turned tail and ran from a bunch of weasels. On the way out, Jean stopped at the ticket booth.
"Ok, look," she complained, "right in the middle of our movie, a bunch of weasels broke the screen and I want my money back!" As she whined, she didn't notice the weasel that was sneaking up behind her. It clamped its jaws onto her rear end. She screamed in pain and ran after her friends, the weasel hanging on with its teeth the whole time.
As they fled in terror, Piotr looked at who ran next to him. He was surprised to see Pyro and Toad running alongside them.
"Why are you running?" he asked them. Pyro shrugged and Toad smirked.
"It seemed like fun at the time, yo," he said matter-of-factly.
Pyro just nodded. Piotr just shook his head and kept running. Suddenly Scott stopped running.
"Wait a minute! We're the X-Men! We shouldn't be running, we should be fighting!" Scott turned to face the evil flesh-eating weasels. A few shots from his ruby-quartz glasses took care of quite a few. A couple of cards from Remy took out some more, and Jean's telekineticly hurled objects took out others.
"You may be able to handle just the weasels...but can you handle flesh eating weasels AND vampiric ant eaters?" came a frightfully familiar voice. Suddenly a new wave of weasels came at them accompanied by some vampiric anteaters.
"What a minute who is that voice?" Scott questions squinting behind ruby quartz. He sees a certain group of deviants in the comer of his eye, "The Brotherhood!"
Lance, Wanda, Pietro and Freddy look up from their just bought ice creams confused, "Huh ...what?" They are so puzzled that they are not ready for Scott's powerful eye beam and they fly up into the air on contact. "Ahhhhhh!"
Piotr hurled a large rock at them, "Shake this Avalanche!"
Jean rolled her eyes at Piotr and Scott, "Was that really necessary?" Then she remembered that she had a flesh-eating weasel attached to her butt. "Ahhhh get it off! Get it off!" The fight continued, but the X-men didn't think they could win.
"Yea, mate! Time for me ta play!" Pyro yelled. He made a very, very big heard of horses that begin stopping all over the group of flesh...evil critters, thus scattering them.
"Ok, that's it," the familiar voice said, "I'm really getting rather sick of this." A small hissing was heard and a cloud of yellow gas was seen covering the X-men. All eight fell to the ground unconscious.
Evil cackling was heard from a nearby helicopter. "Who did a good job, Mr. Snowflake?" It said in baby tones, "Who did a good job?"
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Who's doing this evil cackling? Who is 'Mr. Snowflake'? Do you people even care? Do you people even like our story? And why the hell am I talking like this? Anyway if you people like, review and you will get more story, don't review and you won't get more...it depends on you.