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Disclaimer: Stan Lee suks beyond all belief. OH NO I DONT MEAN IT!!!!!! KEEP MAKIN ME COMIX!!!!
Chapter 3:The Good the bad and the Bobby
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(Xavier Mansion, Bayville New York.)
"Ugggggggggg" Bobby groaned exasperatedly.
He was in the garage waxing the Blackbird for the seventh time, that day.
"How the hell did mud get all over this thing!?!? I just cleaned this side!"
Around the corner Wolverine chuckled to himself as he went to get a refill of mud for his bucket from Ororo's garden.
After Bobby was done cleaning the Blackbird for the 28th time he headed inside. He walked into the kitchen to get a cold glass of soda, but when he entered he saw Scott standing on the table in a leather jacket and Roberto, Ray, Kurt, Evan, Sam, and Jaime were standing around him in similar wardrobe.
"Boys were gonna make this table into a top of the line racer!"
"What kind of racer Scotto?" Evan asked.
"What kind of racer? What kind of racer?"
Suddenly a Bass guitar a piano and drums could be heard.
"Why this car is automatic It's systematic It's hydromatic Why it's a Scott lightning(Scott lightning) We'll get some overhead lifters and four barrel quads oh yeah (Keep talking whoa keep talking) Fuel injection cutoffs and chrome plated rods oh yeah (I'll get the money, I'll kill to get the money) With the four speed on the floor they'll be waiting at the door--" Bobby was disgusted to see Scott in leather with a weird do'. He decided not to poison his mind any longer and went up to check on the girls... Look at me, I'm Kitty Lousy with all things sugary, Won't eat no pixies stix, i'll just watch chick flix, Just because my name is kitty.
Watch it! Hey! I'd like to stay, But I was not brought up that way Won't play lacrosse With Emma Frost, I cant, I might break a nail I say!! I don't drink (no) But I wear pink! I don't die my hair (eew) I don't think life is fair I can read books But HELL NO I can't cook! Look out for my muffins, please!!!
As for you Lance I'd like ya, but you can't dance. Your hair really sux And your singing sounds like a flock of ducks I'm just plain Miss Kitty.
Blob, OH Blob let me be! Keep that thick skull far from me! Just keep your cool and please don't drool Look out.. I'm Miss kitty!!
"Are you making fun of me Rouge??" Kitty asked as she entered the room.
"Some people are so touchy!" Rouge said. She turned around to—
"AHH!! Bobby, did ya'll see me sing that whole song???"
"Ummm "***runs far far away.**
" OH MY GOD!!!" shouted Rouge.
"He was watchin me sing in THISS??" she looked down at her lacy black undergarments. "BOBBY!!"
Kitty, just catching on, said, "What song??" The other giggling girls in the room were, well, giggling. Except for Rouge. She was steaming over the fact that Bobby saw her with pixie stix in hand, wearing, wearing... these horrors.
Bobby was having a rough time at the institute and wanted to create mass chaos.
"Hey Scott, guys!! " Bobby shouted.
"Go away squirt. We are grease lightning."
"But, it's about Jean!!" Bobby said, knowing full well that that would gain his victim's attention.
"WHAT?? Is she ok??" Scott asked, urgently.
"OoOo..Shes fine. In fact I was just gonna tell you that the girls- including Jean- are all up in Kitty's room in.. in.." He couldn't suppress laughter, this was all too easy... he had all the guys full attention.
The word IN is what there stares inquired.
"in.. Their underwear!!" Bobby finished, cackling.
"Well, I, for one am disgusted that you would even--- ahh the hell with it! ME FIRST!!!!!!!!!!" Scott said, dashing towards the stairs, followed by interested boys.
When they came to Kitty's door, they saw something that none of them ever needed to see.....
**************Cliffhanger. Yes I know. HA it keeps ya readin don't it tho?!?!?******** Mostly written by Allison this time round, but that's only cuz carlines entertaining little sisters with music. More frum her next time.
Disclaimer: Stan Lee suks beyond all belief. OH NO I DONT MEAN IT!!!!!! KEEP MAKIN ME COMIX!!!!
Chapter 3:The Good the bad and the Bobby
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
(Xavier Mansion, Bayville New York.)
"Ugggggggggg" Bobby groaned exasperatedly.
He was in the garage waxing the Blackbird for the seventh time, that day.
"How the hell did mud get all over this thing!?!? I just cleaned this side!"
Around the corner Wolverine chuckled to himself as he went to get a refill of mud for his bucket from Ororo's garden.
After Bobby was done cleaning the Blackbird for the 28th time he headed inside. He walked into the kitchen to get a cold glass of soda, but when he entered he saw Scott standing on the table in a leather jacket and Roberto, Ray, Kurt, Evan, Sam, and Jaime were standing around him in similar wardrobe.
"Boys were gonna make this table into a top of the line racer!"
"What kind of racer Scotto?" Evan asked.
"What kind of racer? What kind of racer?"
Suddenly a Bass guitar a piano and drums could be heard.
"Why this car is automatic It's systematic It's hydromatic Why it's a Scott lightning(Scott lightning) We'll get some overhead lifters and four barrel quads oh yeah (Keep talking whoa keep talking) Fuel injection cutoffs and chrome plated rods oh yeah (I'll get the money, I'll kill to get the money) With the four speed on the floor they'll be waiting at the door--" Bobby was disgusted to see Scott in leather with a weird do'. He decided not to poison his mind any longer and went up to check on the girls... Look at me, I'm Kitty Lousy with all things sugary, Won't eat no pixies stix, i'll just watch chick flix, Just because my name is kitty.
Watch it! Hey! I'd like to stay, But I was not brought up that way Won't play lacrosse With Emma Frost, I cant, I might break a nail I say!! I don't drink (no) But I wear pink! I don't die my hair (eew) I don't think life is fair I can read books But HELL NO I can't cook! Look out for my muffins, please!!!
As for you Lance I'd like ya, but you can't dance. Your hair really sux And your singing sounds like a flock of ducks I'm just plain Miss Kitty.
Blob, OH Blob let me be! Keep that thick skull far from me! Just keep your cool and please don't drool Look out.. I'm Miss kitty!!
"Are you making fun of me Rouge??" Kitty asked as she entered the room.
"Some people are so touchy!" Rouge said. She turned around to—
"AHH!! Bobby, did ya'll see me sing that whole song???"
"Ummm "***runs far far away.**
" OH MY GOD!!!" shouted Rouge.
"He was watchin me sing in THISS??" she looked down at her lacy black undergarments. "BOBBY!!"
Kitty, just catching on, said, "What song??" The other giggling girls in the room were, well, giggling. Except for Rouge. She was steaming over the fact that Bobby saw her with pixie stix in hand, wearing, wearing... these horrors.
Bobby was having a rough time at the institute and wanted to create mass chaos.
"Hey Scott, guys!! " Bobby shouted.
"Go away squirt. We are grease lightning."
"But, it's about Jean!!" Bobby said, knowing full well that that would gain his victim's attention.
"WHAT?? Is she ok??" Scott asked, urgently.
"OoOo..Shes fine. In fact I was just gonna tell you that the girls- including Jean- are all up in Kitty's room in.. in.." He couldn't suppress laughter, this was all too easy... he had all the guys full attention.
The word IN is what there stares inquired.
"in.. Their underwear!!" Bobby finished, cackling.
"Well, I, for one am disgusted that you would even--- ahh the hell with it! ME FIRST!!!!!!!!!!" Scott said, dashing towards the stairs, followed by interested boys.
When they came to Kitty's door, they saw something that none of them ever needed to see.....
**************Cliffhanger. Yes I know. HA it keeps ya readin don't it tho?!?!?******** Mostly written by Allison this time round, but that's only cuz carlines entertaining little sisters with music. More frum her next time.
