Disclaimer: I'm sorry, but I've gotta get a contract so I can go out and
kill 'em. And I'd have to have a contract in order to say I own X-men
evolution. Dang! I don't think Marvel is looking for any help.
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Pyro sat down at his desk wondering what he should do with the free time he had bought himself by sending Gambit and Colossus out to put up the flyers. His blank screen glared accusingly at him. He hadn't written anything in such a long time. John turned the prospect of writing without a muse over in his head for a bit. After all, any time without distractions was a good time to write. And he certainly did feel a smidgen of inspiration ready to guide him on his writing expedition into the unknown. He grabbed a pen and piece of paper and began to write. The words flowed from his pen onto the paper. Maybe he didn't need a muse after all.
Meanwhile, Gambit and Colossus took a look at their handy work. Flyers lined the street, one on every street-light and sign post. Gambit sighed, " We did a good job. Every potential muse in the city will see these and be ready to inspire John. Our work here is done."
"But, what will we do with all the extra flyers," Colossus asked. "It seems like such a waste of paper not to hand them out."
Gambit looked at his own stack of un-posted flyers. Colossus had a point. If they came home with extras Pyro would no doubt accuse them of not doing their job correctly. "Hm, you have a point. But no problem, Gambit has a solution."
"Which would be," Colossus prompted.
"Do you have a pen," Gambit asked.
Colossus screwed up his face as he checked. "Da," he said, producing the pen. "But I don't see," Gambit snatched the pen out of Colossus's hand.
"You'll see," he told him, taking a flyer and flipping it to the blank side. The Cajun placed it on the ground, crouched over it and began to write in big, bold letters. When he was finished he took the sticky tack from his pocket and used it to adhere the paper to his shirt.
"Free kisses," Colossus read. " Isn't that cheating on your crush?"
"It's not cheating on Gambit's crush because Gambit's love is unrequited."
"Oh, and how is this going to help us get rid of the flyers?"
"When a girl gives Gambit a kiss he will give her a flyer to lead her to Pyro's auditions."
"And why are you the one to receive the kisses?"
"Because Remy is cuter than you and will attract more girls."
"Ha, there is no way you are more attractive than me you puny string bean man."
"We'll see about that."
3 hours later.
The score was Gambit three, Colossus zero. Of course, they hadn't given away any of the flyers because the three included two old ladies and their poodle. The old ladies had thought that Remy was just adorable and had planted motherly kisses on his forehead and pinched his cheeks. Colossus had laughed when the poodle had gotten up on its hind legs to give Remy a wet, sloppy kiss on his face.
"Go ahead and laugh," Remy told him, " But Gambit still has received more kisses than you."
"And given away no flyers," Colossus shot back.
"Um, excuse me," a voice asked. Gambit looked over to see a blond haired, blue-eyed beauty.
"Oui, how may Gambit help you?"
"About the kisses."
"Oui?"
"Could I get a kiss from your friend there," she gave a sideways glance at Piotr.
"I suppose," Gambit grumbled. He couldn't even look as the girl walked over and gave Colossus a kiss on the lips. Colossus in turn handed her a small stack of flyers. Just as the girl walked off a southern drawl asked, " Didn't ya'll know this is a no suck face zone?"
"Chere," Gambit smiled. " Would you be interested in a kiss from Gambit?"
"Only if you're interested in a coma. What are you doing anyways?"
"We are helping Pyro find a muse. He has writer's block. You should audition to be his muse since anyone who sees you is no doubt suddenly struck with inspiration."
"Is that so?"
"Oui."
" What's he writing anyways?"
"He's.um.well, Gambit is not exactly sure what he's trying to write but most likely he's writing the Great American Novel."
"I see. I'm still a little confused as to how you're kissing girls is helping him."
"Well, you see, Chere, the kissing booth is really a cleverly disguised advertiser. See, when a young lady comes to get a kiss from Gambit we give her a flyer to lead her to the muse auditions. Here take one," he told her. " Gambit won't even require a kiss."
" Thanks," she replied, quickly putting it in her pocket. "I've got to get going."
" You will come won't you," Gambit pleaded. Rogue nodded with a little smile before hurrying off.
"She's not coming," Colossus told him.
"What? Of course she is."
" Did you see the look on her face? She's not coming. You scared her away."
" Like you could do better."
" Actually I did. Not only did I give Shannon multiple flyers to give to her friends but I also received her phone number," Colossus grinned.
"Who is Shannon?"
" The beautiful blond who turned you down and gave me a kiss."
" Oh.Let's just leave the flyers her. Gambit is tired of waiting around."
"Ha, you are just upset because Rogue would not give you a kiss."
" Lalalalala.Gambit can't hear you," Gambit sang.
"Fine," Colossus huffed, " Let's see what Pyro has done in our absence.
"What a wonderful idea. Gambit is glad he thought of it," The Cajun beamed. "Race you home."
" But. that was my idea," Colossus whined as he ran off in an attempt to beat Remy to the house.
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That's the end of the chapter. Don't forget to R&R. Until next time.have a great day!
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Pyro sat down at his desk wondering what he should do with the free time he had bought himself by sending Gambit and Colossus out to put up the flyers. His blank screen glared accusingly at him. He hadn't written anything in such a long time. John turned the prospect of writing without a muse over in his head for a bit. After all, any time without distractions was a good time to write. And he certainly did feel a smidgen of inspiration ready to guide him on his writing expedition into the unknown. He grabbed a pen and piece of paper and began to write. The words flowed from his pen onto the paper. Maybe he didn't need a muse after all.
Meanwhile, Gambit and Colossus took a look at their handy work. Flyers lined the street, one on every street-light and sign post. Gambit sighed, " We did a good job. Every potential muse in the city will see these and be ready to inspire John. Our work here is done."
"But, what will we do with all the extra flyers," Colossus asked. "It seems like such a waste of paper not to hand them out."
Gambit looked at his own stack of un-posted flyers. Colossus had a point. If they came home with extras Pyro would no doubt accuse them of not doing their job correctly. "Hm, you have a point. But no problem, Gambit has a solution."
"Which would be," Colossus prompted.
"Do you have a pen," Gambit asked.
Colossus screwed up his face as he checked. "Da," he said, producing the pen. "But I don't see," Gambit snatched the pen out of Colossus's hand.
"You'll see," he told him, taking a flyer and flipping it to the blank side. The Cajun placed it on the ground, crouched over it and began to write in big, bold letters. When he was finished he took the sticky tack from his pocket and used it to adhere the paper to his shirt.
"Free kisses," Colossus read. " Isn't that cheating on your crush?"
"It's not cheating on Gambit's crush because Gambit's love is unrequited."
"Oh, and how is this going to help us get rid of the flyers?"
"When a girl gives Gambit a kiss he will give her a flyer to lead her to Pyro's auditions."
"And why are you the one to receive the kisses?"
"Because Remy is cuter than you and will attract more girls."
"Ha, there is no way you are more attractive than me you puny string bean man."
"We'll see about that."
3 hours later.
The score was Gambit three, Colossus zero. Of course, they hadn't given away any of the flyers because the three included two old ladies and their poodle. The old ladies had thought that Remy was just adorable and had planted motherly kisses on his forehead and pinched his cheeks. Colossus had laughed when the poodle had gotten up on its hind legs to give Remy a wet, sloppy kiss on his face.
"Go ahead and laugh," Remy told him, " But Gambit still has received more kisses than you."
"And given away no flyers," Colossus shot back.
"Um, excuse me," a voice asked. Gambit looked over to see a blond haired, blue-eyed beauty.
"Oui, how may Gambit help you?"
"About the kisses."
"Oui?"
"Could I get a kiss from your friend there," she gave a sideways glance at Piotr.
"I suppose," Gambit grumbled. He couldn't even look as the girl walked over and gave Colossus a kiss on the lips. Colossus in turn handed her a small stack of flyers. Just as the girl walked off a southern drawl asked, " Didn't ya'll know this is a no suck face zone?"
"Chere," Gambit smiled. " Would you be interested in a kiss from Gambit?"
"Only if you're interested in a coma. What are you doing anyways?"
"We are helping Pyro find a muse. He has writer's block. You should audition to be his muse since anyone who sees you is no doubt suddenly struck with inspiration."
"Is that so?"
"Oui."
" What's he writing anyways?"
"He's.um.well, Gambit is not exactly sure what he's trying to write but most likely he's writing the Great American Novel."
"I see. I'm still a little confused as to how you're kissing girls is helping him."
"Well, you see, Chere, the kissing booth is really a cleverly disguised advertiser. See, when a young lady comes to get a kiss from Gambit we give her a flyer to lead her to the muse auditions. Here take one," he told her. " Gambit won't even require a kiss."
" Thanks," she replied, quickly putting it in her pocket. "I've got to get going."
" You will come won't you," Gambit pleaded. Rogue nodded with a little smile before hurrying off.
"She's not coming," Colossus told him.
"What? Of course she is."
" Did you see the look on her face? She's not coming. You scared her away."
" Like you could do better."
" Actually I did. Not only did I give Shannon multiple flyers to give to her friends but I also received her phone number," Colossus grinned.
"Who is Shannon?"
" The beautiful blond who turned you down and gave me a kiss."
" Oh.Let's just leave the flyers her. Gambit is tired of waiting around."
"Ha, you are just upset because Rogue would not give you a kiss."
" Lalalalala.Gambit can't hear you," Gambit sang.
"Fine," Colossus huffed, " Let's see what Pyro has done in our absence.
"What a wonderful idea. Gambit is glad he thought of it," The Cajun beamed. "Race you home."
" But. that was my idea," Colossus whined as he ran off in an attempt to beat Remy to the house.
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That's the end of the chapter. Don't forget to R&R. Until next time.have a great day!