Roll the fic!
Disclaimer: I own everyone but the X-Men.
Staring Gobsmacked
Needless to say, the drive from Boston to Westchester was a little long. Especially if your driving with Rufus. The annoying mutant kept making himself invisible and touching the girls in embarrassing places, them reappearing next to the driver. After several hours, this gets old.
"Vit it!" Terra yelled as Rufus smacked her butt for the umpteenth time that hour.
"Whats 'vit it'?" Rufus snickered as he reappeared, sitting next to Corrince who was driving.
"Vit it!" Terra screamed.
"Quit it," Jerry interpreted, pounding Rufus in the back.
And so the ride went for hours and hours, taking frequent stops for gas, switch of drivers and potty breaks. When the gang finally arrived at the Xavier Institute, they were hot, cranky, and awed.
"Woooo," Abby breathed, staring at the enormous mansion with her mouth agape.
"Gee wiz," Clara agreed, pressing her face against the window.
The big van pulled to a stop in front of the mansion and the mutants staggered out like prisoners getting their first glimpse of light in years.
Scott Summers jogged up from the back lawn and stopped when he noticed the crowd of people staring at the mansion.
"Are you guys lost?" he asked them.
"God I hope not," answered a strange looking girl with nose rings and pink hair. "God I hope not."
Scott stiffled a growl and walked up to the oldest one, a tall brunette man who was squinting his eyes and whispering: "She's here. She's here."
"What do you people want?" Scott all but yelled at the man.
Corrince snapped out of his reverie and stared at a teenage boy with red shades.
"What?" Corrince asked him, a little annoyed that he had been disturbed.
"What are you doing here?" shades asked between clenched teeth.
"Ve wan to fee Munster Xavier," Terra informed him.
"What?" shades stared at her like she was a freak. Maybe she was, but so was he.
"We're here to see Mister Charles Xavier," Jerry butted in.
Scott glared at the strange group then stomped up the Institute steps.
"You coming?" he called over his shoulder. The strange bunch snapped awake and ran up the steps after him.
"Gosh!" Michael whispered as they stepped into the foyer. "Its even big on the inside!"
Scott humpfed and ran off down the hall.
Someone yelling upstairs caught the gang's attention.
"Kurt! Like, give me that back!"
"I didn't take it Katzchen, honest!"
And with that, a blue fuzzy kid appeared in a cloud of sulfur on the end of the banister.
Should I leave you here? Naw!
Clara screamed and Michael spat slime at the demon creature, and Terra divided herself and stood in front of Abby to protect her. Jerry bunched his fists and prepared to fight the thing one on one as it flew off the banister.
Rufus suddenly reappeared behind the demon and grabbed it by the arms. With a bamf and a cloud of smoke, Rufus and the thing disappeared and reappeared on the chandelier. Rufus fell with a scream as the thing released him. Corrince stood under his friend and they both fell to the ground.
"Come down and fight us fairly!" Jerry called up to the thing.
"Fairly?" the thing mocked. "How can one against seven be fair?"
"Whats going on here?" growled a menacing voice, and a short, but muscular man stepped into the foyer, metallic claws protruding from his knuckles.
A skinny brunette girl appeared at the top of the steps, her face as pink as her shirt.
"Kurt I'm gonna," she started but stopped when she saw the gang.
"Stop!" cried a voice.
Everyone's eyes stared at the bald man in a wheel chair with shades standing behind him.
"Kurt, please get off of the chandelier, they won't hurt you," the bald man chuckled. Then he turned to face the gang.
"Welcome to my school, I am Professor Charles Xavier and these are my students, Scott Summers, Kurt Wagner, Kitty Pryde, and Logan."
"I am called Prophet, and these are Mucus and his wife, Pink, Wave, Split and Invisible."
Now I'm going to leave you. Who saw that coming? Corrince did! Sorry, lame joke!
Disclaimer: I own everyone but the X-Men.
Staring Gobsmacked
Needless to say, the drive from Boston to Westchester was a little long. Especially if your driving with Rufus. The annoying mutant kept making himself invisible and touching the girls in embarrassing places, them reappearing next to the driver. After several hours, this gets old.
"Vit it!" Terra yelled as Rufus smacked her butt for the umpteenth time that hour.
"Whats 'vit it'?" Rufus snickered as he reappeared, sitting next to Corrince who was driving.
"Vit it!" Terra screamed.
"Quit it," Jerry interpreted, pounding Rufus in the back.
And so the ride went for hours and hours, taking frequent stops for gas, switch of drivers and potty breaks. When the gang finally arrived at the Xavier Institute, they were hot, cranky, and awed.
"Woooo," Abby breathed, staring at the enormous mansion with her mouth agape.
"Gee wiz," Clara agreed, pressing her face against the window.
The big van pulled to a stop in front of the mansion and the mutants staggered out like prisoners getting their first glimpse of light in years.
Scott Summers jogged up from the back lawn and stopped when he noticed the crowd of people staring at the mansion.
"Are you guys lost?" he asked them.
"God I hope not," answered a strange looking girl with nose rings and pink hair. "God I hope not."
Scott stiffled a growl and walked up to the oldest one, a tall brunette man who was squinting his eyes and whispering: "She's here. She's here."
"What do you people want?" Scott all but yelled at the man.
Corrince snapped out of his reverie and stared at a teenage boy with red shades.
"What?" Corrince asked him, a little annoyed that he had been disturbed.
"What are you doing here?" shades asked between clenched teeth.
"Ve wan to fee Munster Xavier," Terra informed him.
"What?" shades stared at her like she was a freak. Maybe she was, but so was he.
"We're here to see Mister Charles Xavier," Jerry butted in.
Scott glared at the strange group then stomped up the Institute steps.
"You coming?" he called over his shoulder. The strange bunch snapped awake and ran up the steps after him.
"Gosh!" Michael whispered as they stepped into the foyer. "Its even big on the inside!"
Scott humpfed and ran off down the hall.
Someone yelling upstairs caught the gang's attention.
"Kurt! Like, give me that back!"
"I didn't take it Katzchen, honest!"
And with that, a blue fuzzy kid appeared in a cloud of sulfur on the end of the banister.
Should I leave you here? Naw!
Clara screamed and Michael spat slime at the demon creature, and Terra divided herself and stood in front of Abby to protect her. Jerry bunched his fists and prepared to fight the thing one on one as it flew off the banister.
Rufus suddenly reappeared behind the demon and grabbed it by the arms. With a bamf and a cloud of smoke, Rufus and the thing disappeared and reappeared on the chandelier. Rufus fell with a scream as the thing released him. Corrince stood under his friend and they both fell to the ground.
"Come down and fight us fairly!" Jerry called up to the thing.
"Fairly?" the thing mocked. "How can one against seven be fair?"
"Whats going on here?" growled a menacing voice, and a short, but muscular man stepped into the foyer, metallic claws protruding from his knuckles.
A skinny brunette girl appeared at the top of the steps, her face as pink as her shirt.
"Kurt I'm gonna," she started but stopped when she saw the gang.
"Stop!" cried a voice.
Everyone's eyes stared at the bald man in a wheel chair with shades standing behind him.
"Kurt, please get off of the chandelier, they won't hurt you," the bald man chuckled. Then he turned to face the gang.
"Welcome to my school, I am Professor Charles Xavier and these are my students, Scott Summers, Kurt Wagner, Kitty Pryde, and Logan."
"I am called Prophet, and these are Mucus and his wife, Pink, Wave, Split and Invisible."
Now I'm going to leave you. Who saw that coming? Corrince did! Sorry, lame joke!