I'll start writing now!
New Friends
Madrid stormed out of the mansion and trudged down the Institute driveway, lugging her suitcase behind her. Luckily for Madrid it was after dark now and not many people were on the streets at the time.
Madrid scowled as she dragged her suitcase behind her down the street. She stopped and looked up at an old, dilapidated Victorian house.
"Looks deserted," she mumbled to herself and stomped up the steps and opened the door. "Hello?" she called softly. No one answered so she trudged inside and closed the door. She felt her way through the dark front room and into the living room. She found the couch and made herself comfortable and soon fell asleep.
"What is it yo? Looks like the freakshow's girlfriend," voices early in the morning woke Madrid up.
"What are you?" she asked sleepily as she opened her eyes. She was staring straight at a greenish hued face. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" they both screamed at once.
The green frog-like boy jumped away from the couch and held his hands up non-threateningly.
"I'm not gonna hurt you yo!" he squeaked as Madrid glared at him. "Lance, make it stop lookin' at me!"
Madrid turned to glare at a scruffy brunette punk. "What do you want?" she growled.
The punk, Lance, smirked. "I should be asking you that. This is our house."
"No wonder it looks like crap," Madrid muttered as she sat up on the lumpy old couch. "Ow my back!"
"Hey-who-brought-the-cat-in?" an Albino boy zoomed up to her, his mouth going off a mile a minute.
"Excuse me?" Madrid snarled when she made out the last two words. "I'm a person and my name is Madrid"
"Oh sorrey," the white haired boy snickered. "You look like a cat. Have you been with the X-Geeks by any chance?" To his surprise Madrid giggled.
"Is that what you call them?" she smiled. "A few of them aren't that bad but Shades and Miss Perfect drive me crazy."
"I think she means Scott and his girlfriend yo," the frogboy commented.
Madrid shrugged. "I never heard their names. So what are you guys?" She cocked her head to the side and stared at the Brotherhood boys. "I know you're mutants too."
Frogboy glanced at Lance before replying. "We're the Brotherhood yo."
Madrid raised her eyebrows so Lance elaborated. "I'm Lance Alvers, I can create tremors, and these are Pietro Maximoff and Todd Tolansky. Pietro can run super fast, hence the name Quicksilver. And Toad is, well, a toad. And you are?"
Madrid shook his outstretched hand. "My name is Madrid Noce and I can control men." She said the last part with a an enormous smirk on her face, but Lance wasn't easily frightened. "Oh really?"
Madrid nodded and stared into Toad's greenish-yellow eyes. "Spit in your hand and rub it in your face." The disgusting mutant did as he was asked.
"Toad'll do anything for girls," Pietro snickered disbelievingly. "Make Lance do something."
Madrid smiled into Lance's brown eyes. "Pull your underwear out from your pants and walk like a chicken." And Lance did just that.
"Thats cool yo!" Toad said admiringly as he watched the punk strut around the room like a chicken. "Can you make him stop now?"
Madrid grabbed Lance's face and looked into his eys. "Stop!" she commanded. And he did.
"What did you do to me?" he asked as he jammed his boxers back under his pants. Madrid shrugged. "Its my mutation," she told him.
Recognize that line? Yup, Star Wars! 'I'm a person and my name is Anakin.'
Hehehehehehehe! The poor Brotherhood are always getting stuck with bossy girls, Rogue, Wanda, Boom Boom. Poor things. Hehehehehehehe!
New Friends
Madrid stormed out of the mansion and trudged down the Institute driveway, lugging her suitcase behind her. Luckily for Madrid it was after dark now and not many people were on the streets at the time.
Madrid scowled as she dragged her suitcase behind her down the street. She stopped and looked up at an old, dilapidated Victorian house.
"Looks deserted," she mumbled to herself and stomped up the steps and opened the door. "Hello?" she called softly. No one answered so she trudged inside and closed the door. She felt her way through the dark front room and into the living room. She found the couch and made herself comfortable and soon fell asleep.
"What is it yo? Looks like the freakshow's girlfriend," voices early in the morning woke Madrid up.
"What are you?" she asked sleepily as she opened her eyes. She was staring straight at a greenish hued face. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" they both screamed at once.
The green frog-like boy jumped away from the couch and held his hands up non-threateningly.
"I'm not gonna hurt you yo!" he squeaked as Madrid glared at him. "Lance, make it stop lookin' at me!"
Madrid turned to glare at a scruffy brunette punk. "What do you want?" she growled.
The punk, Lance, smirked. "I should be asking you that. This is our house."
"No wonder it looks like crap," Madrid muttered as she sat up on the lumpy old couch. "Ow my back!"
"Hey-who-brought-the-cat-in?" an Albino boy zoomed up to her, his mouth going off a mile a minute.
"Excuse me?" Madrid snarled when she made out the last two words. "I'm a person and my name is Madrid"
"Oh sorrey," the white haired boy snickered. "You look like a cat. Have you been with the X-Geeks by any chance?" To his surprise Madrid giggled.
"Is that what you call them?" she smiled. "A few of them aren't that bad but Shades and Miss Perfect drive me crazy."
"I think she means Scott and his girlfriend yo," the frogboy commented.
Madrid shrugged. "I never heard their names. So what are you guys?" She cocked her head to the side and stared at the Brotherhood boys. "I know you're mutants too."
Frogboy glanced at Lance before replying. "We're the Brotherhood yo."
Madrid raised her eyebrows so Lance elaborated. "I'm Lance Alvers, I can create tremors, and these are Pietro Maximoff and Todd Tolansky. Pietro can run super fast, hence the name Quicksilver. And Toad is, well, a toad. And you are?"
Madrid shook his outstretched hand. "My name is Madrid Noce and I can control men." She said the last part with a an enormous smirk on her face, but Lance wasn't easily frightened. "Oh really?"
Madrid nodded and stared into Toad's greenish-yellow eyes. "Spit in your hand and rub it in your face." The disgusting mutant did as he was asked.
"Toad'll do anything for girls," Pietro snickered disbelievingly. "Make Lance do something."
Madrid smiled into Lance's brown eyes. "Pull your underwear out from your pants and walk like a chicken." And Lance did just that.
"Thats cool yo!" Toad said admiringly as he watched the punk strut around the room like a chicken. "Can you make him stop now?"
Madrid grabbed Lance's face and looked into his eys. "Stop!" she commanded. And he did.
"What did you do to me?" he asked as he jammed his boxers back under his pants. Madrid shrugged. "Its my mutation," she told him.
Recognize that line? Yup, Star Wars! 'I'm a person and my name is Anakin.'
Hehehehehehehe! The poor Brotherhood are always getting stuck with bossy girls, Rogue, Wanda, Boom Boom. Poor things. Hehehehehehehe!