Disclaimer: " Last night Darth Vadar came down from the planet Vulcan and
said that if I didn't ask Loraine to the dance he'd melt my brain." I don't
own x-men evolution so don't melt my brain for borrowing the characters for
a while.
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Oh, no, Pyro thought as he quickly ran to the man's aid. Gambit followed and climbed up the ladder to assess the situation, Pyro checked it out from the bottom, hoping to find Colossus wedged between the two sides of the slide, something easily fixed. This, however, was not what he found.
It turned out that Colossus had only made it to the first curve of the slide, meaning his legs were sticking out but the his top half was concealed by the overhang at the top of the slide. "Get me out," Colossus yelled.
"Did not Gambit warn you," the Cajun asked, "Gambit knows that the slide means death to all who enter it."
"You only said that you didn't want to go on the slide," Colossus whined.
"Oui, and then Gambit told you not to go."
"I didn't hear that part."
"Well, Gambit said it."
"Will you shut up," Pyro spat. "I'm starting to feel like I'm babysitting a pair of three-year-olds. Now, lets think logically. Colossus is stuck. There's no way he'll he able to slide out. Blowing him up is no good."
"Blow me up," the Russian yelped.
"Hush, I'm trying to concentrate."
"Shh," Gambit mimicked. "He's trying to concentrate."
"I've got it," Pyro exclaimed. "I can melt him out!" He flicked at the lighter but for some odd reason it wouldn't light. He tried again to no avail. "Um, Gambit. you don't happen to have any matches on you, do you?"
The Cajun checked the pockets of his trench coat and after pulling out various pieces of lint and string he produced a matchbook with a single match inside. "Here, should Gambit light it for you?"
"No!" Pyro exclaimed. Gambit stared at him, a little hurt. "I just don't think it's safe for you to play with matches, that's all."
"Oh, oui, matches are very dangerous."
"That's right," Pyro intoned. He pulled out the final match, struck it on the matchbook and it flared to life. But, just as suddenly as it had come to life it was dead, blown out with wisps of smoke to tell the tale. Pyro looked at Gambit for a second. "Gambit", he asked.
"Oui?"
"Did you just blow that out?"
"Oui."
"Why did you do that?"
"Fire is very dangerous. Gambit quotes Smoky the Bear by saying that only you can prevent forest fires."
"That's right, Gambit. But, if you remember correctly I was going to use the fire to melt Colossus out of that slide so we can go to the mall so I can find my muse!"
"Do not worry so much. There are many people in this world who carry matches. you just have to ask someone if you can borrow one."
"Just ask if I can borrow one?" John let this settle in his mind. "Yeah, I guess I can do that." John made his way through the park, asking every man, woman, and child but still came up with nothing. "How is it that no one here is a smoker or even carries a lighter for fun," he cried. " The plan was so simple and yet it went so very wrong!" He sat down and began to pout.
What was he gonna do? He had to get Piotr out of his play-equipment-prison. He could just leave him there and come back later but that just didn't seem right. Plus, leaving Piotr there could cause a major traffic jam of small children.
John sighed as he looked down at his feet and noticed a glint of silver. Digging with his fingers he unearthed. a quarter. "Yay," John exclaimed. Getting up from the bench he proceeded to do a little dance as he sang:
"I found a quarter, I found a quarter
I found a quarter today, hey, hey!
I found a quarter, I found a quarter,
I found a quarter today, hey, hey!" He ended with a little "superstar" pose for good measure. "And I know just what I'm gonna do with it." He frantically searched around for a pay phone. "There it is," he cried, looking across the baseball field. He ran across the field as quickly as possible, arriving out of breath. Unfortunately what he hadn't seen from across the field was that there was someone making an "oh so important" phone call, one of those that just by listening to the person's replies he could tell that they could just as easily be using up their own phone line.
"There's an emergency! I have to use the phone," John told them.
The person turned around and glared at him before continuing their conversation. "Yeah, Jackie? I'll have to call you back, this guy says it's an emergency." Pause. " No, no, I'll call you. Bye." The caller hung up and waved Pyro to the phone before starting off.
"Wait, wait," Pyro called, grabbing the person by the shoulders, " What's the number for nine-one-one?" The person stared at him for a second in disbelief. Pyro then promptly smacked himself in the head for stupidity. "Never mind, I remember now."
He placed the coin in the slot and listened to the clinking noise it made. He quickly dialed the three numbers and waited to the answer at the other end. A female voice picked up, "Hello, you've reached 9-1-1. What's the problem?"
"Um, I know this is gonna sound funny, but my friend is stuck in a slide."
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Well, that's it for now. I'll try to get another chapter out soon. Please review and tell me what ya think and thanks to all of you who have already done so. Until next time, see ya!
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Oh, no, Pyro thought as he quickly ran to the man's aid. Gambit followed and climbed up the ladder to assess the situation, Pyro checked it out from the bottom, hoping to find Colossus wedged between the two sides of the slide, something easily fixed. This, however, was not what he found.
It turned out that Colossus had only made it to the first curve of the slide, meaning his legs were sticking out but the his top half was concealed by the overhang at the top of the slide. "Get me out," Colossus yelled.
"Did not Gambit warn you," the Cajun asked, "Gambit knows that the slide means death to all who enter it."
"You only said that you didn't want to go on the slide," Colossus whined.
"Oui, and then Gambit told you not to go."
"I didn't hear that part."
"Well, Gambit said it."
"Will you shut up," Pyro spat. "I'm starting to feel like I'm babysitting a pair of three-year-olds. Now, lets think logically. Colossus is stuck. There's no way he'll he able to slide out. Blowing him up is no good."
"Blow me up," the Russian yelped.
"Hush, I'm trying to concentrate."
"Shh," Gambit mimicked. "He's trying to concentrate."
"I've got it," Pyro exclaimed. "I can melt him out!" He flicked at the lighter but for some odd reason it wouldn't light. He tried again to no avail. "Um, Gambit. you don't happen to have any matches on you, do you?"
The Cajun checked the pockets of his trench coat and after pulling out various pieces of lint and string he produced a matchbook with a single match inside. "Here, should Gambit light it for you?"
"No!" Pyro exclaimed. Gambit stared at him, a little hurt. "I just don't think it's safe for you to play with matches, that's all."
"Oh, oui, matches are very dangerous."
"That's right," Pyro intoned. He pulled out the final match, struck it on the matchbook and it flared to life. But, just as suddenly as it had come to life it was dead, blown out with wisps of smoke to tell the tale. Pyro looked at Gambit for a second. "Gambit", he asked.
"Oui?"
"Did you just blow that out?"
"Oui."
"Why did you do that?"
"Fire is very dangerous. Gambit quotes Smoky the Bear by saying that only you can prevent forest fires."
"That's right, Gambit. But, if you remember correctly I was going to use the fire to melt Colossus out of that slide so we can go to the mall so I can find my muse!"
"Do not worry so much. There are many people in this world who carry matches. you just have to ask someone if you can borrow one."
"Just ask if I can borrow one?" John let this settle in his mind. "Yeah, I guess I can do that." John made his way through the park, asking every man, woman, and child but still came up with nothing. "How is it that no one here is a smoker or even carries a lighter for fun," he cried. " The plan was so simple and yet it went so very wrong!" He sat down and began to pout.
What was he gonna do? He had to get Piotr out of his play-equipment-prison. He could just leave him there and come back later but that just didn't seem right. Plus, leaving Piotr there could cause a major traffic jam of small children.
John sighed as he looked down at his feet and noticed a glint of silver. Digging with his fingers he unearthed. a quarter. "Yay," John exclaimed. Getting up from the bench he proceeded to do a little dance as he sang:
"I found a quarter, I found a quarter
I found a quarter today, hey, hey!
I found a quarter, I found a quarter,
I found a quarter today, hey, hey!" He ended with a little "superstar" pose for good measure. "And I know just what I'm gonna do with it." He frantically searched around for a pay phone. "There it is," he cried, looking across the baseball field. He ran across the field as quickly as possible, arriving out of breath. Unfortunately what he hadn't seen from across the field was that there was someone making an "oh so important" phone call, one of those that just by listening to the person's replies he could tell that they could just as easily be using up their own phone line.
"There's an emergency! I have to use the phone," John told them.
The person turned around and glared at him before continuing their conversation. "Yeah, Jackie? I'll have to call you back, this guy says it's an emergency." Pause. " No, no, I'll call you. Bye." The caller hung up and waved Pyro to the phone before starting off.
"Wait, wait," Pyro called, grabbing the person by the shoulders, " What's the number for nine-one-one?" The person stared at him for a second in disbelief. Pyro then promptly smacked himself in the head for stupidity. "Never mind, I remember now."
He placed the coin in the slot and listened to the clinking noise it made. He quickly dialed the three numbers and waited to the answer at the other end. A female voice picked up, "Hello, you've reached 9-1-1. What's the problem?"
"Um, I know this is gonna sound funny, but my friend is stuck in a slide."
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Well, that's it for now. I'll try to get another chapter out soon. Please review and tell me what ya think and thanks to all of you who have already done so. Until next time, see ya!