I just fell asleep and had this weird dream, my mutants were writing a fic
about me! I was tied up on a railroad and a train was going to hit me.
Isn't that cruel? Mean Timmy, Jennifer, and Madrid! Ok, on with the fic!
A Feud?
When all of the girls had stated their requests, Madrid thought how best to carry out each task. Jennifer had written all of the requests down on a piece of paper and Madrid sorted out which ones could be performed immediately and ones that could not. Just when she was about to tell the rest of the girls, Jean burst into the room.
"Girls!" she squeaked. "I'm so glad I found you, do you want to go to the mall with me? Hey, whats that you're writing?" this last question was met with guilty stares at Madrid.
Jean briefly scanned their minds then scowled at the mutant girls.
"I'm ashamed of you," she hissed. "You were going to tell Kurt to stop eating?!? You know he has a high metabolism! And telling Scott to jump off a cliff! You twerps!"
Jean grabbed Madrid by the wrist and tried to drag the other girl down the hall. Even though Madrid was two years younger than Jean, she was as tall as the redhead, and rather strong for her age.
"No!" she shrieked, pulling out of Jean's grip and clawing the older girl fiercely.
Jean screamed, causing the other students of the mansion to thunder up the steps to see what was wrong.
Scott got there first. "Jean!" He ran over to the fighting girls and pulled Jean away from Madrid. He glared at her from beneath his red shades. "I believe the professor will want a word with you miss," he stated coldly.
Madrid glared at him and pulled her suitcase out from under her bed and began to stuff her belongings into it.
"Come on Madrid," Jennifer sighed as she watched Madrid dump her clothes out of her drawers and into the suitcase. "Its alright, you're not gonna get in trouble, please don't go!"
Madrid glared at her as she pushed her way into the hall and raced down the steps.
"Madrid, please don't go!" Jennifer pleaded as the girl slammed the door behind her.
All of the girls, except Jean, were glaring at Scott.
"Jerk," Jennifer spat as she stormed back into her room and slammed the door.
Scott just stood in the hall, looking confused as the rest of the girls ran into their own rooms, leaving the guys and Jean in the hall.
"What just happened?" asked Evan.
"A feud," Scott replied grimly.
Teehee! Don't you love it when someone says the title? I do! Teehee!
A Feud?
When all of the girls had stated their requests, Madrid thought how best to carry out each task. Jennifer had written all of the requests down on a piece of paper and Madrid sorted out which ones could be performed immediately and ones that could not. Just when she was about to tell the rest of the girls, Jean burst into the room.
"Girls!" she squeaked. "I'm so glad I found you, do you want to go to the mall with me? Hey, whats that you're writing?" this last question was met with guilty stares at Madrid.
Jean briefly scanned their minds then scowled at the mutant girls.
"I'm ashamed of you," she hissed. "You were going to tell Kurt to stop eating?!? You know he has a high metabolism! And telling Scott to jump off a cliff! You twerps!"
Jean grabbed Madrid by the wrist and tried to drag the other girl down the hall. Even though Madrid was two years younger than Jean, she was as tall as the redhead, and rather strong for her age.
"No!" she shrieked, pulling out of Jean's grip and clawing the older girl fiercely.
Jean screamed, causing the other students of the mansion to thunder up the steps to see what was wrong.
Scott got there first. "Jean!" He ran over to the fighting girls and pulled Jean away from Madrid. He glared at her from beneath his red shades. "I believe the professor will want a word with you miss," he stated coldly.
Madrid glared at him and pulled her suitcase out from under her bed and began to stuff her belongings into it.
"Come on Madrid," Jennifer sighed as she watched Madrid dump her clothes out of her drawers and into the suitcase. "Its alright, you're not gonna get in trouble, please don't go!"
Madrid glared at her as she pushed her way into the hall and raced down the steps.
"Madrid, please don't go!" Jennifer pleaded as the girl slammed the door behind her.
All of the girls, except Jean, were glaring at Scott.
"Jerk," Jennifer spat as she stormed back into her room and slammed the door.
Scott just stood in the hall, looking confused as the rest of the girls ran into their own rooms, leaving the guys and Jean in the hall.
"What just happened?" asked Evan.
"A feud," Scott replied grimly.
Teehee! Don't you love it when someone says the title? I do! Teehee!