I'm going to start with a shout out for a review from Um Crazy?
Freckles91: Um its not supposed to make sense...you're not supposed to get
it...if you've ever seen Veggie Tales' "The Englishman Who Went Up A Hill And
Came Down With All The Bananas" it might make a little more sense.
Here's the shout out for this fic: Freckles91: I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! *bows down and starts rocking back and forth* I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't know you were a guy! I'm sorry! Not that you couldn't tell already... If SSoS (Strong Side of Silence) is a guy to, I'm sorry again! I'll just start the sisterhood thing all by myself, yeah...shutting up now... Disclaimer: I do not own the X-Men blah blah blah blah blah.
Chapter Twelve
After The Training Session
Timothy crawled out of the Danger Room, panting as he tried to put out the small fires that were singeing his tail.
"That was pitiful," Logan growled at the teenagers that were sprawled out on the floor outside of the Danger Room door.
"Come on Mister Logan," Kitty protested. "Like, we were in there for two hours training on a program that even you don't use."
"Quit complainin' Half Pint," Logan barked. "I only wanted you to be prepared for the next mission that we hafta go on, but by the looks o' things you're not even half ready."
"What mission?" Jamie spoke up, one of his clones massaging his sprained ankle.
"Forget it," Logan grumbled as he stalked away.
The kids looked at each other and shrugged. Scott pulled himself to his feet and made his way towards the first floor elevator.
"I don't know about you guys, but I need a change," he called over his shoulder.
The rest of the X-Men looked down at their uniforms. Scott was right, their clothes were so torn, scorched, and disheveled that they were almost unfit to wear.
Evan groaned as he tried to stand up.
"A little help?" he asked. Kurt stood up and helped his friend hobble to the elevator and the others followed.
"I wonder what mission Logan was talking about?" Roberto asked as the teens crowded into the elevator.
"I haven't heard anything about a mission," Scott admitted.
"I hope its not about Nightmare," Jennifer whispered.
"Come on babe!" Bobby exclaimed in mock horror. "For all you fuss about it, I almost think you want us to face him."
Jennifer just glared at him and wedged herself into the farthest corner of the elevator.
Twenty minutes later, the X-teens had freshened up from their training session and were chatting happily in the rec room.
Professor Xavier rolled into the room with Logan and Ororo at his back.
"Children," the professor addressed the group. "Logan has informed me that you performed less than admirably on your last training session."
The teens immediately started protesting.
"But it was three hours long for crying out loud!"
"Two hours Bobby."
"Oh shut up Jean! It was still long!"
"I'm like, sore all over and I have a big bruise on my hip!"
"Can I see it?"
"No!"
"I sprained my ankle! And it was the real me!"
"I got zapped by that laser thingy and I turned into a centaur and almost ran over Jubilee so she zapped me!"
"Hey! That was an accident! How would you react if some horse dude tried to stomp you?"
"I wouldn't have zapped him!"
"Yes you would've!"
"Not!"
You would too!"
"Would not!"
"Would too!"
"SHUT THE &*#$ UP!" Ororo shouted at the top of her lunges. The kids stopped their quarreling and stared at her.
"Aunty O! I didn't know you swore!" Evan gasped in awe.
"Well, I don't usually. Logan will you stop smirking!"
Professor Xavier coughed. The mutants turned their attention back to their founder.
"As I was saying, Logan felt you did not live up to your training. I had hoped to hear a better report considering the circumstances we will be dealing with on our next mission."
"And what is that exactly?" Evan butted in.
"Cerebro has informed me that a mechanically enhanced killer leopard has been created and sold to the Friends of Humanity. The Friends of Humanity have programmed the beast to bring in certain mutants, most of the targets have just come into their mutations while others are escaped prisoners of the Friends. The beast has been programmed to capture some of you too."
The gathered mutants gasped.
"Which is why we've been pushin' you so hard," Logan grumbled.
Um, I'm still sorry! Sorry! I'm so sorry! I'll make it up to you by putting in the next chapter now...yeah...
Here's the shout out for this fic: Freckles91: I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! *bows down and starts rocking back and forth* I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't know you were a guy! I'm sorry! Not that you couldn't tell already... If SSoS (Strong Side of Silence) is a guy to, I'm sorry again! I'll just start the sisterhood thing all by myself, yeah...shutting up now... Disclaimer: I do not own the X-Men blah blah blah blah blah.
Chapter Twelve
After The Training Session
Timothy crawled out of the Danger Room, panting as he tried to put out the small fires that were singeing his tail.
"That was pitiful," Logan growled at the teenagers that were sprawled out on the floor outside of the Danger Room door.
"Come on Mister Logan," Kitty protested. "Like, we were in there for two hours training on a program that even you don't use."
"Quit complainin' Half Pint," Logan barked. "I only wanted you to be prepared for the next mission that we hafta go on, but by the looks o' things you're not even half ready."
"What mission?" Jamie spoke up, one of his clones massaging his sprained ankle.
"Forget it," Logan grumbled as he stalked away.
The kids looked at each other and shrugged. Scott pulled himself to his feet and made his way towards the first floor elevator.
"I don't know about you guys, but I need a change," he called over his shoulder.
The rest of the X-Men looked down at their uniforms. Scott was right, their clothes were so torn, scorched, and disheveled that they were almost unfit to wear.
Evan groaned as he tried to stand up.
"A little help?" he asked. Kurt stood up and helped his friend hobble to the elevator and the others followed.
"I wonder what mission Logan was talking about?" Roberto asked as the teens crowded into the elevator.
"I haven't heard anything about a mission," Scott admitted.
"I hope its not about Nightmare," Jennifer whispered.
"Come on babe!" Bobby exclaimed in mock horror. "For all you fuss about it, I almost think you want us to face him."
Jennifer just glared at him and wedged herself into the farthest corner of the elevator.
Twenty minutes later, the X-teens had freshened up from their training session and were chatting happily in the rec room.
Professor Xavier rolled into the room with Logan and Ororo at his back.
"Children," the professor addressed the group. "Logan has informed me that you performed less than admirably on your last training session."
The teens immediately started protesting.
"But it was three hours long for crying out loud!"
"Two hours Bobby."
"Oh shut up Jean! It was still long!"
"I'm like, sore all over and I have a big bruise on my hip!"
"Can I see it?"
"No!"
"I sprained my ankle! And it was the real me!"
"I got zapped by that laser thingy and I turned into a centaur and almost ran over Jubilee so she zapped me!"
"Hey! That was an accident! How would you react if some horse dude tried to stomp you?"
"I wouldn't have zapped him!"
"Yes you would've!"
"Not!"
You would too!"
"Would not!"
"Would too!"
"SHUT THE &*#$ UP!" Ororo shouted at the top of her lunges. The kids stopped their quarreling and stared at her.
"Aunty O! I didn't know you swore!" Evan gasped in awe.
"Well, I don't usually. Logan will you stop smirking!"
Professor Xavier coughed. The mutants turned their attention back to their founder.
"As I was saying, Logan felt you did not live up to your training. I had hoped to hear a better report considering the circumstances we will be dealing with on our next mission."
"And what is that exactly?" Evan butted in.
"Cerebro has informed me that a mechanically enhanced killer leopard has been created and sold to the Friends of Humanity. The Friends of Humanity have programmed the beast to bring in certain mutants, most of the targets have just come into their mutations while others are escaped prisoners of the Friends. The beast has been programmed to capture some of you too."
The gathered mutants gasped.
"Which is why we've been pushin' you so hard," Logan grumbled.
Um, I'm still sorry! Sorry! I'm so sorry! I'll make it up to you by putting in the next chapter now...yeah...