Anything but Ordinary3, Oracles Maiden, Minnie Maiden: Thank you for the ideas.
Pyromaniac666: Wait a little longer for the chapter you want. I'm real sorry about this but the above three gave me a ton of ideas that are gonna be fun! The chapter with those three will eventually get up. Ta ta for now.
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"Byebye, Johnny!" Angel slammed the window shut then turned back to the people gathered in John's room-Ashley, Tristan, Richard, Tara, Natasha, a still electrocuted Russ, and Hank.
"So what's on the agenda tonight, Angel?"Ashley asked, crossing her arms as she studied her new 'friend', if you could call them that. She leaned against one wall, making a point to stay between Richard and Tristan.
"For starters, we need to get Corey, Kellie, and Derek out of the picture...they could be a problem,"she started, pacing the length of the room a moment before removing several items from under John's bed. She set up the dry erase board on it's stand then produced several markers of every color. "This is where Tristan, Richard, and Russ come in. Your mission, should you chose to accept it, take on and attack those three."
Angel produced three large rows of duct tape and handed them over. She returned to her board, drawing a large, strangely accurate layout of the entire Unreal World house. She drew several stick figures covered in duct tape in one room then pointed with her marker.
"You three tape them down then stick them in a closet. Phase One, complete. Phase two, set into motion. Ashley, you set up a wrestling match with Scott...you can rattle his fairy ass. (Yes, I stole this line from Justin, Pyromaniac.) Tristan can sell tickets and Richard can watch the...kidnappes. Phase three-the wrestling match-begins!"
"Why don't my forks like me?" Russ' question came out of nowhere as he tried to grab a fork and recieved a heavy shock.
Tristan shook his head. "Angel, you've assembled a cracked team."
"They're the best we got, Tristan. You in or out? I'll find you a play toy..." Angel smiled sweetly up at him until he nodded, eagerly, like a child on christmas morning. "A pretty one with long blonde hair, blue eyes, and dumb enough to put up with you."
"YAY!"
Ashley snorted to cover laughter.
AFTER PHASE ONE, HALFWAY THROUGH PHASE TWO
"Is it clear for us to come out yet?"Tara asked from where she was busily making faces at her reflection to see it's reactions. She stuck her tongue out a little then sucked it back it, screwing her eyes up to look at her nose. "Wow, my nose looks funny."
Angel sighed without looking away from the book that was open upon her legs, being read. Her hands were behind her back as she turned the pages with her mind rather then physically; she looked deep in concentration. "This is why we never go anywhere..."
"Is there a reason you can't use your hands?"came the reply from the bathroom.
"Bored. Bored. Bored. Bored." Natasha's monotone was losing it's appeal. "What are you even reading, Angel?"
"Requires too much energy. Amputation..."
o_0 "WHY?"
"For fun,"she answered, forcing the book closed with her mind then standing after placing it down. She stretched for a moment then grimaced as her back popped. "I'd say Ashley and Scott are about to start the match. Let's go..."
Three sets of footsteps echoed down the hall. Cheering and applause reached their ears even before they hit the living room. In the very center Scott and Ashley were facing off while all the others watched from their newly arranged seating on the sidelines. Most of the people were total strangers to anyone in the Unreal World house but money was money.
"Will you lot be alright for the few moments we're gone to get....concession stand items?"Angel questioned, stopping beside Tristan and smiling. She batted her eyelashes.
He nodded. "Of course. Remember...friend for me."
"You got it." Tara leaned up and patted the top of his head before the three walked off.
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LATER INTO THE NIGHT AND THE WRESTLING MATCH
"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! The wrestling match is about to begin. Our challengers are coming out...." Tara pulled the megaphone away from her mouth then waited for the normal amount of cheering and applause. "In the far corner we have THE AMAZING FAIRY SUCKER! His friends know his as....SCOTT SUMMERS!"
Scott ran out, waving his arms to the crowd despite their boos and hisses. Giant, four-foot purple and pink fairy wings stretched out behind him over a pink leotard with a single bright blue stripe at the middle.
"His fashion coordinator is none other than....KAT JACOBS!"
Cheering echoed. Strangely enough a sign in the crowd read MARRY ME KAT! Stomping and cheering echoed for awhile longer while Kat paraded around the ring in her army uniform, shouting orders at Scott.
"Will wonders never cease? In the other corner we have the BURNING BUSH! Oh, I'm sorry it's just our own, yes, our very own....ASHLEY DONAVAN!" She dropped the megaphone to clap and cheer along with the crowd for the moment.
Ashley walked out, taking her time. She had been wrapped it what looked like greaseproof paper and christmas lights of multi colors; a large purple 'cape' hung around her neck with a giant BURNING BUSH written there in what was...yes, yellow highlighter.
"Her fashion consultant is my own best friend and sometimes strangest one, ANGEL BLADE OR LEBEAU...not sure which but who honestly cares?"
Angel walked beside Ashley, telling her something. Ashley shook her head then climbed into the ring, bowing for some reason; her head hit the floor, earning a collective groan from all those present. Kat ran forward and threw a handful of glitter at them both, causing both to choke.
"KAT!"
Ashley stared a moment then ripped the cape off herself, throwing it at Kat as Angel vanished from the ring, heading toward the 'concession stand' to help Tristan and Natasha.
"My beautiful handy work,"she sobbed, beginning to cry and in the process tossing her remaining glitter onto the floor. She abandoned the ring after yelling to Scott to-"Take care of my lightweight."
Tara filed at the edge of one nail against the table's ledge before returning to her commentary. She was losing interest faster than normal. Her gaze searched the crowd, stopping on a few familiar faces. "Well, friends, we have special guests....today we have-JUBILATION LEE AND BOBBY DRAKE OF THE X-MEN!"she screamed, making a point to pronounce every syllable of the names. Stunned silence echoed for a few moments.
"Oh for the love of alcohol,"came Ashley's voice from the ring before she attacked Scott. The poor guy had no chance. Within a few moments she had him in a headlock, hitting him in the head. One of the nearby microphones dropped down as the camera guy steered it around. "Why can't you be normal...why can't you be normal?"
"Excuse me, pardon me, excuse me, pardon, excuse me..." Tara made her way through the present audience, trying to avoid getting hit or knocked over by anyone's excited match watching. "I just realized something. Scott no longer has wings! THE HORROR! I, Tara Toynbee, have begun looking for the elusive Bobby Drake and Jubilee....Oh, BOBBY! JUBILEE!"
LOCATION: CONCESSION STAND
Tristan watched the match before returning his attention to Angel who was leaned over the counter flirting. Her elbows rested on the table then her head leaned against one while she talked to some guy. He didn't like the look of the guy. He was too....attractive and had that 'bad-guy' look. It was almost as if he knew he was bad and didn't care what anyone else thought unless they didn't agree with him.
That didn't make sense, Tristan.
"No, you can't buy me a drink. I'm seventeen...still too young to drink." Angel's voice floated to him, taking his attention away from where Ashley was still abusing Scott while Tara searched the crowd. "Although if you bought it and I drank it...that's okay, I think."
"It is not. You can't drink, Angel,"Tristan announced, coming up behind her. He stared at the other guy, willing him to leave. "Who's this cheapskate?"
"Tristan! This is Julius Kanteon...he's a new friend." Her face took on a slightly far away look. He had a feeling she had been drinking at least a little; Ash's influence.
"I THINK WE HAVE RUN INTO A PROBLEM!" Tara's voice echoed along with the sound of Kat's wailing.
"And I thought Jubilee was my friend!"
All heads turned in that direction, including Angel and her new friend, Julius.
Opportunity knocks. Tristan answers.
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THE X-MANSION
"Il a pincé le bout de mon ange!" (He pinched my angel's butt!) Remy Lebeau stood from the couch and stalked to the phone. For once no one tried to stop him even Rogue whose mouth hadn't closed yet. "Offering services to dis cajun, cher?"
Her mouth slammed shut.
"Good femme....." Silence for a few moments after he'd dialed. "Police? Dis be Remy. Remy reportin' dat...dat Remy's daughter being sexually harrassmented!"
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OUTSIDE THE RING, COMMENTARY WITH TARA
"This is Tara Toynbee live from the outside of the ring. THE AMAZING FAIRY SUCKER'S own coordinator Kat Jacobs is caught in a love triangle. Let's listen in...all blame for my actions goes on Mortimer Toynbee and Logan." Tara turned the microphone that she'd recieved from one of the camera guys.
"Jubilee pressured you, didn't she?"Kat screeched, clinging to Bobby. "The fairy queen made a deal with her, didn't she? They thought they could take me...but they shall pay. HELL HAS NO FURY LIKE WOMAN SCORNED!"
Down below, the ring's inner circle erupted into fire. Ashley didn't release Scott's head from where she was busy smacking him. The cameras panned the scene, taking in panicked audience members then the chaos in the ring. Sirens wailed in the distance along with the stampeding of millions of feet from the room. The only ones not even remotely affected were Scott and Ashley inside the fiery ring then Natasha who had long ago disappeared with some guy that resembled a snake to play Scrabble.
"It appears we have a new, undiscovered problem...." Tara hesitated, holding the megaphone away from her mouth for a moment. "The first person to catch fire...LOSES!"
No sooner were the words out before Ashley shoved Scott backwards and straight into the fire. She smirked then bowed. "I have defeated THE AMAZING FAIRY SUCKER! Where's my alcohol?"
Her words echoed to an empty arena except for Angel, some strange guy, Tristan, a burning Scott, Tara, some other strange guy, and several other people who quickly ran from the room. There was silence among the gathered kids for awhile longer then Tristan walked to the stage and gave Ashley a bottle of alcohol.
Tara placed her megaphone at her lips and yelled,"THE WINNER! THE BURNING BUSH!"
Pyromaniac666: Wait a little longer for the chapter you want. I'm real sorry about this but the above three gave me a ton of ideas that are gonna be fun! The chapter with those three will eventually get up. Ta ta for now.
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"Byebye, Johnny!" Angel slammed the window shut then turned back to the people gathered in John's room-Ashley, Tristan, Richard, Tara, Natasha, a still electrocuted Russ, and Hank.
"So what's on the agenda tonight, Angel?"Ashley asked, crossing her arms as she studied her new 'friend', if you could call them that. She leaned against one wall, making a point to stay between Richard and Tristan.
"For starters, we need to get Corey, Kellie, and Derek out of the picture...they could be a problem,"she started, pacing the length of the room a moment before removing several items from under John's bed. She set up the dry erase board on it's stand then produced several markers of every color. "This is where Tristan, Richard, and Russ come in. Your mission, should you chose to accept it, take on and attack those three."
Angel produced three large rows of duct tape and handed them over. She returned to her board, drawing a large, strangely accurate layout of the entire Unreal World house. She drew several stick figures covered in duct tape in one room then pointed with her marker.
"You three tape them down then stick them in a closet. Phase One, complete. Phase two, set into motion. Ashley, you set up a wrestling match with Scott...you can rattle his fairy ass. (Yes, I stole this line from Justin, Pyromaniac.) Tristan can sell tickets and Richard can watch the...kidnappes. Phase three-the wrestling match-begins!"
"Why don't my forks like me?" Russ' question came out of nowhere as he tried to grab a fork and recieved a heavy shock.
Tristan shook his head. "Angel, you've assembled a cracked team."
"They're the best we got, Tristan. You in or out? I'll find you a play toy..." Angel smiled sweetly up at him until he nodded, eagerly, like a child on christmas morning. "A pretty one with long blonde hair, blue eyes, and dumb enough to put up with you."
"YAY!"
Ashley snorted to cover laughter.
AFTER PHASE ONE, HALFWAY THROUGH PHASE TWO
"Is it clear for us to come out yet?"Tara asked from where she was busily making faces at her reflection to see it's reactions. She stuck her tongue out a little then sucked it back it, screwing her eyes up to look at her nose. "Wow, my nose looks funny."
Angel sighed without looking away from the book that was open upon her legs, being read. Her hands were behind her back as she turned the pages with her mind rather then physically; she looked deep in concentration. "This is why we never go anywhere..."
"Is there a reason you can't use your hands?"came the reply from the bathroom.
"Bored. Bored. Bored. Bored." Natasha's monotone was losing it's appeal. "What are you even reading, Angel?"
"Requires too much energy. Amputation..."
o_0 "WHY?"
"For fun,"she answered, forcing the book closed with her mind then standing after placing it down. She stretched for a moment then grimaced as her back popped. "I'd say Ashley and Scott are about to start the match. Let's go..."
Three sets of footsteps echoed down the hall. Cheering and applause reached their ears even before they hit the living room. In the very center Scott and Ashley were facing off while all the others watched from their newly arranged seating on the sidelines. Most of the people were total strangers to anyone in the Unreal World house but money was money.
"Will you lot be alright for the few moments we're gone to get....concession stand items?"Angel questioned, stopping beside Tristan and smiling. She batted her eyelashes.
He nodded. "Of course. Remember...friend for me."
"You got it." Tara leaned up and patted the top of his head before the three walked off.
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LATER INTO THE NIGHT AND THE WRESTLING MATCH
"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! The wrestling match is about to begin. Our challengers are coming out...." Tara pulled the megaphone away from her mouth then waited for the normal amount of cheering and applause. "In the far corner we have THE AMAZING FAIRY SUCKER! His friends know his as....SCOTT SUMMERS!"
Scott ran out, waving his arms to the crowd despite their boos and hisses. Giant, four-foot purple and pink fairy wings stretched out behind him over a pink leotard with a single bright blue stripe at the middle.
"His fashion coordinator is none other than....KAT JACOBS!"
Cheering echoed. Strangely enough a sign in the crowd read MARRY ME KAT! Stomping and cheering echoed for awhile longer while Kat paraded around the ring in her army uniform, shouting orders at Scott.
"Will wonders never cease? In the other corner we have the BURNING BUSH! Oh, I'm sorry it's just our own, yes, our very own....ASHLEY DONAVAN!" She dropped the megaphone to clap and cheer along with the crowd for the moment.
Ashley walked out, taking her time. She had been wrapped it what looked like greaseproof paper and christmas lights of multi colors; a large purple 'cape' hung around her neck with a giant BURNING BUSH written there in what was...yes, yellow highlighter.
"Her fashion consultant is my own best friend and sometimes strangest one, ANGEL BLADE OR LEBEAU...not sure which but who honestly cares?"
Angel walked beside Ashley, telling her something. Ashley shook her head then climbed into the ring, bowing for some reason; her head hit the floor, earning a collective groan from all those present. Kat ran forward and threw a handful of glitter at them both, causing both to choke.
"KAT!"
Ashley stared a moment then ripped the cape off herself, throwing it at Kat as Angel vanished from the ring, heading toward the 'concession stand' to help Tristan and Natasha.
"My beautiful handy work,"she sobbed, beginning to cry and in the process tossing her remaining glitter onto the floor. She abandoned the ring after yelling to Scott to-"Take care of my lightweight."
Tara filed at the edge of one nail against the table's ledge before returning to her commentary. She was losing interest faster than normal. Her gaze searched the crowd, stopping on a few familiar faces. "Well, friends, we have special guests....today we have-JUBILATION LEE AND BOBBY DRAKE OF THE X-MEN!"she screamed, making a point to pronounce every syllable of the names. Stunned silence echoed for a few moments.
"Oh for the love of alcohol,"came Ashley's voice from the ring before she attacked Scott. The poor guy had no chance. Within a few moments she had him in a headlock, hitting him in the head. One of the nearby microphones dropped down as the camera guy steered it around. "Why can't you be normal...why can't you be normal?"
"Excuse me, pardon me, excuse me, pardon, excuse me..." Tara made her way through the present audience, trying to avoid getting hit or knocked over by anyone's excited match watching. "I just realized something. Scott no longer has wings! THE HORROR! I, Tara Toynbee, have begun looking for the elusive Bobby Drake and Jubilee....Oh, BOBBY! JUBILEE!"
LOCATION: CONCESSION STAND
Tristan watched the match before returning his attention to Angel who was leaned over the counter flirting. Her elbows rested on the table then her head leaned against one while she talked to some guy. He didn't like the look of the guy. He was too....attractive and had that 'bad-guy' look. It was almost as if he knew he was bad and didn't care what anyone else thought unless they didn't agree with him.
That didn't make sense, Tristan.
"No, you can't buy me a drink. I'm seventeen...still too young to drink." Angel's voice floated to him, taking his attention away from where Ashley was still abusing Scott while Tara searched the crowd. "Although if you bought it and I drank it...that's okay, I think."
"It is not. You can't drink, Angel,"Tristan announced, coming up behind her. He stared at the other guy, willing him to leave. "Who's this cheapskate?"
"Tristan! This is Julius Kanteon...he's a new friend." Her face took on a slightly far away look. He had a feeling she had been drinking at least a little; Ash's influence.
"I THINK WE HAVE RUN INTO A PROBLEM!" Tara's voice echoed along with the sound of Kat's wailing.
"And I thought Jubilee was my friend!"
All heads turned in that direction, including Angel and her new friend, Julius.
Opportunity knocks. Tristan answers.
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THE X-MANSION
"Il a pincé le bout de mon ange!" (He pinched my angel's butt!) Remy Lebeau stood from the couch and stalked to the phone. For once no one tried to stop him even Rogue whose mouth hadn't closed yet. "Offering services to dis cajun, cher?"
Her mouth slammed shut.
"Good femme....." Silence for a few moments after he'd dialed. "Police? Dis be Remy. Remy reportin' dat...dat Remy's daughter being sexually harrassmented!"
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OUTSIDE THE RING, COMMENTARY WITH TARA
"This is Tara Toynbee live from the outside of the ring. THE AMAZING FAIRY SUCKER'S own coordinator Kat Jacobs is caught in a love triangle. Let's listen in...all blame for my actions goes on Mortimer Toynbee and Logan." Tara turned the microphone that she'd recieved from one of the camera guys.
"Jubilee pressured you, didn't she?"Kat screeched, clinging to Bobby. "The fairy queen made a deal with her, didn't she? They thought they could take me...but they shall pay. HELL HAS NO FURY LIKE WOMAN SCORNED!"
Down below, the ring's inner circle erupted into fire. Ashley didn't release Scott's head from where she was busy smacking him. The cameras panned the scene, taking in panicked audience members then the chaos in the ring. Sirens wailed in the distance along with the stampeding of millions of feet from the room. The only ones not even remotely affected were Scott and Ashley inside the fiery ring then Natasha who had long ago disappeared with some guy that resembled a snake to play Scrabble.
"It appears we have a new, undiscovered problem...." Tara hesitated, holding the megaphone away from her mouth for a moment. "The first person to catch fire...LOSES!"
No sooner were the words out before Ashley shoved Scott backwards and straight into the fire. She smirked then bowed. "I have defeated THE AMAZING FAIRY SUCKER! Where's my alcohol?"
Her words echoed to an empty arena except for Angel, some strange guy, Tristan, a burning Scott, Tara, some other strange guy, and several other people who quickly ran from the room. There was silence among the gathered kids for awhile longer then Tristan walked to the stage and gave Ashley a bottle of alcohol.
Tara placed her megaphone at her lips and yelled,"THE WINNER! THE BURNING BUSH!"