When I grow up...
By Todd Fan
Disclaimer: "It's like something out of that twilighty show about that zone"
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And the changing around adventures continue. This is part of a trilogy, including Baby Blues and Baby Blues 2. Don't worry, you don't really have to read them, because all that happens in these fics are random and odd. I incidentally will take requests in this fic. Some credit for this must go to , who gave me the idea for this madness.
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Chapter 1 - Unexpected changes
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The sun dawned on another day in Bayville. In the Xavier Insitute, the sounds of people waking up could be heard.....that and screaming, lots of screaming.
"ARGGGHHHHH!!!!! I HAVE FACIAL HAIR!!!!!!!".
That PARTICULAR scream had come from one of the bedrooms. Maybe discovering facial hair would not have been that big of a shock...had the owner of said facial hair not been 12 years old.
"ARGGHHHHH!!!", came Jamie's voice again, "that isn't the ONLY place there's new hair!!!".
Bobby groaned, pulling his pillow over his head.
"Okay, Jamie, you have hair, good for you, no need to scream about it", he muttered.
It took Bobby a few minutes to realise that Jamie's voice had been ALOT deeper than it usually was, certainly not the voice of a 12 year old. He blinked, falling out of bed and trudging out of his room. He was suprised to see an adult man he'd never seen before run past his door, screaming. The man, obviously not looking where he was going, ran into a wall. The man suddenly became three men, whom all fell to the floor with a thud. Bobby blinked, walking over as the 'new' men went back into the currently unconcious single new man.
"Guys.....there's a guy here that has the same powers as Jamie", he shouted out, "..I think he could be dead now".
"Ugghhhh", replied the man.
"ARRGHH, no he's not!", squeaked Bobby, jumping back.
The man groggily sat up, rubbing his head, before blinking at Bobby.
"..Bobby?", he said, confused.
"Oh my Gods, he knows our names!!!", shouted Bobby, "he's a spy!!"
"Bobby, It's me..Jamie", said Jamie.
"Jamie's twelve", said Bobby.
"Well, aren't YOU supposed to be sixteen?", questioned Jamie.
"I AM sixteen!", snapped Bobby.
"Go and look in a mirror", smirked Jamie.
Bobby gave Jamie an unsure look, still not sure if he was a spy. He backed into a bathroom, and looked in a mirror. His reflection was that of a thirty odd year old.
"ARGHHHHHH!!!!!".
***
BEEP-BEEP, BEEP-BEEP, BEEP-BEEP.
Xavier groaned, flicking his alarm off...he NEVER slept until the point his alarm had to wake him up. And even now he felt a strange desire to stay in bed. He rubbed his eyes and ran a hand through his hair, getting read to......wait a minute....Xavier paused. Something wasn't right. A quick psychic scan proved what he had feared....Seren had been at it again. He sighed, pulling himself into his wheelchair...odd, there was alot of room in it today. He wheeled past a mirror...and was forced to wheel back. Yes, he DID have hair, long, blonde hair, not just that...he was a teenager.
"ARGHHHHH!!!!"
*****
After each resident of the Institute had put in a few 'arrghhhh's' each, they had gathered in the common room. Every teenager in the room had been changed from the ages of twenty eight to thirty five. Logan, Xavier, Storm and Hank, however, had the opposite problem. They had all been transformed into teenagers.
"Well, it appears Seren has been on another random attack again", said Xavier, then sighed as everyone was staring at his head, "YES IT'S HAIR!!! Stop staring!!!".
"Well...at least there aren't any babies this time", said Hank.
"Well, that makes me feel MUCH better!!", snapped Storm, her feeling punctuated by a rumble of thunder.
"Please get the teenage moodswings under control, Ororo", said Xavier placidly.
"Hey, we got it worse!!!", protested Scott, rubbing his big chin, "LOOK at us. We're OLD!".
The adults glared at him, causing Scott to squeak and back off.
"...Not that I'm saying you guys are old...'cause I'm not".
"Yes...well", said Xavier, "I suggest we follow the 'Seren Protocoll'".
The 'Seren Protocoll' had been created after the SECOND time Seren had shown up to ruin their lives. It was simple, really. Run around finding all the inflicted people, be they humans or mutants, gather them into the mansion, then try and figure out how the heck to sort it out. Sure, it wasn't a swell plan, but as they say, company loves misery.
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"I LOOK LIKE DAD!!!!!!"
At the Brotherhood house, things were not much better...not at all. Pietro had gone for his usual eary moring 'stare at reflection for hours on end'..when he found something very scary. Well, two very scary somethings.
Scary something number one: He was in his late thirties
Scary something number two: He paid more than a passing resemblance to Magneto.
It was the last one that scared him more than anything. His screaming had woken the rest of the household, who had also started screaming as a result of their new.. looks.
"I can't believe this happened again!", fumed Wanda, making his bowl of cornflakes implode, "what has that girl got against us?!!!"
"But we're not babies anymore", said Todd, smiling sweetly at her, "you're still very beautifull"
"And you still look like a sewer rat", she replied testily.
"Look, guys", said Lance, trying to comb back in unruly hair, "lets just get to the Institute and find out how to solve this, huh?"
"Do we HAVE to?", said Freddy, "...I'm still phsycologically damaged from the last time"
"I know it's tough", said Lance, sighing, "but we don't have a choice"
Pietro took a deep breath, annoyed no one had paid him the slightest concern of his new handicap, so he decided to remind them again.
"I LOOK LIKE MY DAD!!!".
****
"I LOOK LIKE MY SON!!!".
Magneto gave a squeal of delight, clapping his hands before striding out to where the Acolytes were collected. Remy, Pyro and Piotr looked alot older, while Sabertooth and Jason were happily younger.
"What a wonderfull day this is!" said Magneto.
"...It is NOT wonderfull!!", snapped Remy, "look at de lines on Gambit's face!! Look at dem!!!".
"I quite like the change", said Jason smugly.
"You would", said Piotr, "we have to go to the Institute"
"Do we HAVE to?", whined Magneto, "I look so young and pretty"
Sabertooth rolled his eyes, picking up his leader and flinging him over his shoulder, heading out of the HQ, followed by the rest of the Acolytes. It was going to be one of those weeks, he could feel it.
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Okay, so you're welcome to request what is done to our mutants, and humans. I'll have pretty much any character from the Marvel universe. Yup. Do review. Until next time...
By Todd Fan
Disclaimer: "It's like something out of that twilighty show about that zone"
****
And the changing around adventures continue. This is part of a trilogy, including Baby Blues and Baby Blues 2. Don't worry, you don't really have to read them, because all that happens in these fics are random and odd. I incidentally will take requests in this fic. Some credit for this must go to , who gave me the idea for this madness.
*****
Chapter 1 - Unexpected changes
****
The sun dawned on another day in Bayville. In the Xavier Insitute, the sounds of people waking up could be heard.....that and screaming, lots of screaming.
"ARGGGHHHHH!!!!! I HAVE FACIAL HAIR!!!!!!!".
That PARTICULAR scream had come from one of the bedrooms. Maybe discovering facial hair would not have been that big of a shock...had the owner of said facial hair not been 12 years old.
"ARGGHHHHH!!!", came Jamie's voice again, "that isn't the ONLY place there's new hair!!!".
Bobby groaned, pulling his pillow over his head.
"Okay, Jamie, you have hair, good for you, no need to scream about it", he muttered.
It took Bobby a few minutes to realise that Jamie's voice had been ALOT deeper than it usually was, certainly not the voice of a 12 year old. He blinked, falling out of bed and trudging out of his room. He was suprised to see an adult man he'd never seen before run past his door, screaming. The man, obviously not looking where he was going, ran into a wall. The man suddenly became three men, whom all fell to the floor with a thud. Bobby blinked, walking over as the 'new' men went back into the currently unconcious single new man.
"Guys.....there's a guy here that has the same powers as Jamie", he shouted out, "..I think he could be dead now".
"Ugghhhh", replied the man.
"ARRGHH, no he's not!", squeaked Bobby, jumping back.
The man groggily sat up, rubbing his head, before blinking at Bobby.
"..Bobby?", he said, confused.
"Oh my Gods, he knows our names!!!", shouted Bobby, "he's a spy!!"
"Bobby, It's me..Jamie", said Jamie.
"Jamie's twelve", said Bobby.
"Well, aren't YOU supposed to be sixteen?", questioned Jamie.
"I AM sixteen!", snapped Bobby.
"Go and look in a mirror", smirked Jamie.
Bobby gave Jamie an unsure look, still not sure if he was a spy. He backed into a bathroom, and looked in a mirror. His reflection was that of a thirty odd year old.
"ARGHHHHHH!!!!!".
***
BEEP-BEEP, BEEP-BEEP, BEEP-BEEP.
Xavier groaned, flicking his alarm off...he NEVER slept until the point his alarm had to wake him up. And even now he felt a strange desire to stay in bed. He rubbed his eyes and ran a hand through his hair, getting read to......wait a minute....Xavier paused. Something wasn't right. A quick psychic scan proved what he had feared....Seren had been at it again. He sighed, pulling himself into his wheelchair...odd, there was alot of room in it today. He wheeled past a mirror...and was forced to wheel back. Yes, he DID have hair, long, blonde hair, not just that...he was a teenager.
"ARGHHHHH!!!!"
*****
After each resident of the Institute had put in a few 'arrghhhh's' each, they had gathered in the common room. Every teenager in the room had been changed from the ages of twenty eight to thirty five. Logan, Xavier, Storm and Hank, however, had the opposite problem. They had all been transformed into teenagers.
"Well, it appears Seren has been on another random attack again", said Xavier, then sighed as everyone was staring at his head, "YES IT'S HAIR!!! Stop staring!!!".
"Well...at least there aren't any babies this time", said Hank.
"Well, that makes me feel MUCH better!!", snapped Storm, her feeling punctuated by a rumble of thunder.
"Please get the teenage moodswings under control, Ororo", said Xavier placidly.
"Hey, we got it worse!!!", protested Scott, rubbing his big chin, "LOOK at us. We're OLD!".
The adults glared at him, causing Scott to squeak and back off.
"...Not that I'm saying you guys are old...'cause I'm not".
"Yes...well", said Xavier, "I suggest we follow the 'Seren Protocoll'".
The 'Seren Protocoll' had been created after the SECOND time Seren had shown up to ruin their lives. It was simple, really. Run around finding all the inflicted people, be they humans or mutants, gather them into the mansion, then try and figure out how the heck to sort it out. Sure, it wasn't a swell plan, but as they say, company loves misery.
****
"I LOOK LIKE DAD!!!!!!"
At the Brotherhood house, things were not much better...not at all. Pietro had gone for his usual eary moring 'stare at reflection for hours on end'..when he found something very scary. Well, two very scary somethings.
Scary something number one: He was in his late thirties
Scary something number two: He paid more than a passing resemblance to Magneto.
It was the last one that scared him more than anything. His screaming had woken the rest of the household, who had also started screaming as a result of their new.. looks.
"I can't believe this happened again!", fumed Wanda, making his bowl of cornflakes implode, "what has that girl got against us?!!!"
"But we're not babies anymore", said Todd, smiling sweetly at her, "you're still very beautifull"
"And you still look like a sewer rat", she replied testily.
"Look, guys", said Lance, trying to comb back in unruly hair, "lets just get to the Institute and find out how to solve this, huh?"
"Do we HAVE to?", said Freddy, "...I'm still phsycologically damaged from the last time"
"I know it's tough", said Lance, sighing, "but we don't have a choice"
Pietro took a deep breath, annoyed no one had paid him the slightest concern of his new handicap, so he decided to remind them again.
"I LOOK LIKE MY DAD!!!".
****
"I LOOK LIKE MY SON!!!".
Magneto gave a squeal of delight, clapping his hands before striding out to where the Acolytes were collected. Remy, Pyro and Piotr looked alot older, while Sabertooth and Jason were happily younger.
"What a wonderfull day this is!" said Magneto.
"...It is NOT wonderfull!!", snapped Remy, "look at de lines on Gambit's face!! Look at dem!!!".
"I quite like the change", said Jason smugly.
"You would", said Piotr, "we have to go to the Institute"
"Do we HAVE to?", whined Magneto, "I look so young and pretty"
Sabertooth rolled his eyes, picking up his leader and flinging him over his shoulder, heading out of the HQ, followed by the rest of the Acolytes. It was going to be one of those weeks, he could feel it.
*********
Okay, so you're welcome to request what is done to our mutants, and humans. I'll have pretty much any character from the Marvel universe. Yup. Do review. Until next time...