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The horror known as Sconda – aka Scott/Wanda continues. Lame-o, my humor muse, couldn't leave well enough alone.
An upfront confession – there is a great fan pic on the website run by the lovely Lesli. I bow to her ability to draw lifelike pictures and to her twisted sense of humor.
Many of us Evo fans are sad to see the show cancelled on the WB, no more repeats on Cartoon Network, and websites are disappearing quickly. Thank goodness for people like Lesli and her artist friends who post their work on her site for various contests – keeping the flame of Evo alive. (And I'm not just talking about Pietro :P)
Best way to find website: open google or other search engine and type 'lesli groovy evo'
An inspiration in the story comes from a drawing on her site. It's a picture of Jean applying Goth makeup and Scott telling her that he loves Goth chicks. Rogue is in the background with a huge mallet about to knock him out cold.
Scroll down the bottom and count five pix up on the left – look for Scott with hearts around his head.
Some notes to kind reviewers:
GiniaTM – this and following chapters are all YOUR fault – you encouraged lame-o.
Amieva – I have nothing against Pyro/Wanda – I just felt it was a good twist for the bridge scene and unfortunately you fell for it hook, line and sinker.
Raphaella – Thanks for the kind words.
and my favorite reviewer – Dark Jaded Rose – I know about stupid FF.net – I review stuff all the time and it never shows up! And yes ma'am, to the charge I am evil – guilty as sin.
Last chance to avert your eyes
:Indicates private thoughts:
Out of the Blue – Chapter 2 – Scott's confession
Rogue and Kurt were sitting together in his room, playing his favorite card game. He looked at her and said, "Got any fours?" She smiled and responded, "Go fish!" He reached down, picked up a card and put it into his hand and she noted that he placed on her extreme right, which was his extreme left. She looked down at the pairs already made – both pairs of twos were out but no threes were down yet so... She put on her sweetest smile and said, "Got any threes?" He looked at his hand, back at her and with a huff extended the card towards her. He grilled her, "Did you borrow somebody's telepathic powers today?"
Still all Miss Innocent, she said, "Now Kurt, you know the Professor and Jean are on that recruiting mission so I'm not using anyone's telepathic powers." He stole a glance behind himself - there wasn't a mirror back there and his shade was down so his cards weren't reflecting in the window.
Rogue smiled to herself – the poor boy had no idea. Kurt had a compulsion to put everything in order – including his cards. All she had to do want eye the pairs already down and watch which ends he had placed picked up cards into. Her left was his right – the high cards; her right was his left – the low cards. She had gotten a great run – all four aces, all four kings, two queens, all four jacks, all four tens and a pair of twos to his pair of twos and all four sevens. No more listening to Mr. "I never lose at Go Fish."
Kurt was sure it was Gambit's fault. He was glad his adoptive sister had a romantic interest now, but was beginning to wonder what kind of influence he was having over her – especially in card games. :Oh, well - there was always checkers. The things I do for brotherly love.:
Kitty popped her head through the door saying, "Hey guys, Scott wants the senior team in the kitchen for a minute." Rogue rolled her eyes – what training scenario where they being surprised with now.
Kurt held out his hands for Kitty and Rogue to grab hold off. With a smile he said, "All aboard one express to the kitchen!" The girls latched on and they teleported downstairs.
Scott was standing in front of the refrigerator. Ororo, Hank, Logan and Bobby were already seated around the breakfast nook table. Kitty noticed he looked very nervous and excited at the same time. She elbowed Kurt in the ribs whispering, "It looks like he finally did it."
Kurt noticed there was a bottle of soda and plastic cups on the table and he teleported around making sure everyone had something to drink – he had been practicing a toast celebrating young love as a tribute to his friends for sometime. This was the big moment.
Scott grinned as he started, "Thanks everybody for coming. This will be real quick. Tonight is the culmination of a very happy time in my life and I wanted to share it with you all first."
Logan and Ororo locked eyes – the senior instructors had placed bets how long it would take before Scott would ask Jean to marry him and Ororo would win a hefty sum of cash if he announced it tonight.
Scott continued, "I've met someone very special and we'll be taking the X- chopper tonight to elope in Las Vegas."
Smiles broke out around the table and wishes for a happy future rushed out all at once. Kurt made his move, "Please raise your glasses to the celebrate the union of Scott and Jean in holy matrimony." Everyone except Scott took a drink.
While everyone was in mid sip, he dropped the bomb. "I'm not going to Las Vegas with Jean – there's someone else. C'mon in, dear."
All eyes turned to the front foyer and Wanda Maximoff walked into the kitchen. She smiles at him saying, "Hiya fuzzy lumpkins – ya miss me?" Scott answered, "With every breath I take, sweetie pie." They stood hip to hip with arms around one another.
Logan and Kurt sprayed soda on the others as they shouted, "Wanda?!?"
Ororo was shocked – Wanda had been around the mansion recently but that was to see Charles about resuming their training sessions. Or was it?
Rogue sputtered, "How did...? When did...?" She gave up and tried the simplest one, "Why?"
Wanda sneered at Rogue, "Why not?" as blue bolts appeared at her wrists. Scott quickly stepped between them, "I think what Rogue means is how did this happen?" He reached down towards her wrists and whispered to her, "Now just calm down, my sweet thing."
Kitty sat as if in a dream. 'Lance and I aren't the weirdest relationship anymore – they are. This could be a good thing – a really good thing.'
Scott motioned towards Wanda, "I mean what's not to like – her beautiful blue eyes, the luscious lips and that Goth look – I've always been a sucker for the Goth look."
Rogue's jaw dropped, then she grabbed the iron skillet from the drying rack. Logan managed to grab a hold of it and wrestle it from her before she crowned Scott with it. "Hey, Slim – why don't you and the new missus step outside for a second?"
Scott lead Wanda by the arm out of the kitchen back to the front foyer.
Kitty blinked once. 'Lance and I aren't the weirdest relationship anymore – they are. I am so under the radar.' She began to plan out her dates with Lance now that the Mansion's attention would no longer be on her choice in men.
Bobby came out of his daze for a second and asked, "So does this mean Jean's up for grabs?" Hank waved his hands in front of Bobby, "Forget it, junior. You're too young and immature for her. She'd be interested in someone older, more mature – you know, an educated man."
Logan motioned towards Ororo, "Since it's Wanda, the bet is off – you haven't won anything yet." Ororo's eyes clouded over as did the night sky. With a tight voice she said, "The bet was for the date Scott proposed – not for whom he asked to marry him." She had mentally already spent the money on that dress and matching shoes she spotted yesterday in the mall.
Rogue rattled her brain – what was it she had that I didn't? Rogue had as much attitude and anger as Wanda did. Rouge's eyes were green just like Jean's – oh but wait – he said blue. Was it the red highlights? The ankh necklace? I bet it was the ripped costume – Irene warned her teenage boys were always a sucker for a little skin.
:Wait a minute – how does he know her eyes are blue?: Rogue stared at the wall opposite to her with the wall calendar and she noticed the date. :Why that son of a ....:
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Amara ran up the hall before Scott or Wanda could see her. She was on spy duty this week. The new mutants were tired of being left behind in missions and gossip, so they decided to appoint a designated 'fly on the wall' to stay up to date on the doings of the senior team.
She ran into the Professor's office and hesitated in front of the communication panel – this wasn't an emergency – or was it? Jean was her friend – Amara would deal with the punishment later for breaking protocol later.
She dialed the frequency and was glad she connected quickly. "Hummingbird, this is Oak Tree, do you read?" Jean's voice was clear, "Hey, Amara, what's up?"
Amara bit her lip for a second. :Do I tell out right or let her down gently...? Oh, what the heck...:
"Jean, Scott's proposed to Wanda! They're in the kitchen right now and are leaving for Las Vegas to elope! He told the senior team and the instructors."
Jean and the Professor looked at one another and Charles shrugged his shoulders – he had no such inkling such an event was afoot.
Jean looked at her watch and replied, "Amara, thanks for the heads up – I owe you big time. We'll be in the hangar in about five minutes..." Her eyes wandered from the time to the date on her watch – 4/1. Oh no.
A smile crept across her lips – Scott was up to no good. She knew he had a twisted sense of humor – and he had decided to share that with the others – finally. He had hidden the details from her very well - his shield strength had improved greatly. "Amara – it's a joke. An April Fool's prank."
They heard the island girl gasp, then muttering various curses in her native language.
Charles had picked up on Jean's revelation. He interrupted Jean's thoughts as he leaned towards the comm speaker. "Amara – do you remember code W2 from the New Mutant manual?"
"Yes sir. Uh, did you want me to call the other teams in on that?" She sounded unsure. He nodded and said, "That's correct, Amara. Just your team and code W2 – for now."
Amara responded, "Understood, Oak Tree out."
W2, W2 – Jean searched her brain and couldn't remember such a code in all her years of training.
Charles simply smiled at Jean and said, "Ready to help with a little revenge?"
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Scott smirked as he and the Scarlet Witch entered the front foyer. "Thanks for coming over, Wanda. I haven't had this much fun in a long time." He rubbed his hands over and over like a mad evil genius in those dopey cartoons the Brotherhood boys watched. "Now let's go scare the newbies. We should still have time before Jean and the Professor get back."
Wanda's heart was pounding – this could be her chance. Scott turned to her and was about to ask her a question, when she interrupted him.
"No, thank you Scott. For giving me the gift of humor." She quickly stepped towards him, her left hand grabbing his hair and her right arm around his waist. She pulled him into the kiss before he could react.
Jean and Charles exited the elevator to see the two teens, lips locked in a moment frozen in time. Jean wondered, :Just how far did this prank have to go? Or was it a prank at all?:
Author's notes: Please read and review.
Now just what the heck was that? OK – one more prank coming up then a few background chapters to explain how planets aligned to signal the end of the world – I mean how did this horrific scene had come to be.
A side note about Kitty's thoughts – this is from my life. I married into a family of a different religion and my poor wife was somewhat the scandal in her family. Her parents took a lot of grief over that. I didn't care – I married her not them. A few years later a cousin of hers marries a guy the same religion as me, but he had no job, no money and was a little more obnoxious then I was – all of a sudden I wasn't so bad. Boy did her parents lay into her cousin's parents then.
The horror known as Sconda – aka Scott/Wanda continues. Lame-o, my humor muse, couldn't leave well enough alone.
An upfront confession – there is a great fan pic on the website run by the lovely Lesli. I bow to her ability to draw lifelike pictures and to her twisted sense of humor.
Many of us Evo fans are sad to see the show cancelled on the WB, no more repeats on Cartoon Network, and websites are disappearing quickly. Thank goodness for people like Lesli and her artist friends who post their work on her site for various contests – keeping the flame of Evo alive. (And I'm not just talking about Pietro :P)
Best way to find website: open google or other search engine and type 'lesli groovy evo'
An inspiration in the story comes from a drawing on her site. It's a picture of Jean applying Goth makeup and Scott telling her that he loves Goth chicks. Rogue is in the background with a huge mallet about to knock him out cold.
Scroll down the bottom and count five pix up on the left – look for Scott with hearts around his head.
Some notes to kind reviewers:
GiniaTM – this and following chapters are all YOUR fault – you encouraged lame-o.
Amieva – I have nothing against Pyro/Wanda – I just felt it was a good twist for the bridge scene and unfortunately you fell for it hook, line and sinker.
Raphaella – Thanks for the kind words.
and my favorite reviewer – Dark Jaded Rose – I know about stupid FF.net – I review stuff all the time and it never shows up! And yes ma'am, to the charge I am evil – guilty as sin.
Last chance to avert your eyes
:Indicates private thoughts:
Out of the Blue – Chapter 2 – Scott's confession
Rogue and Kurt were sitting together in his room, playing his favorite card game. He looked at her and said, "Got any fours?" She smiled and responded, "Go fish!" He reached down, picked up a card and put it into his hand and she noted that he placed on her extreme right, which was his extreme left. She looked down at the pairs already made – both pairs of twos were out but no threes were down yet so... She put on her sweetest smile and said, "Got any threes?" He looked at his hand, back at her and with a huff extended the card towards her. He grilled her, "Did you borrow somebody's telepathic powers today?"
Still all Miss Innocent, she said, "Now Kurt, you know the Professor and Jean are on that recruiting mission so I'm not using anyone's telepathic powers." He stole a glance behind himself - there wasn't a mirror back there and his shade was down so his cards weren't reflecting in the window.
Rogue smiled to herself – the poor boy had no idea. Kurt had a compulsion to put everything in order – including his cards. All she had to do want eye the pairs already down and watch which ends he had placed picked up cards into. Her left was his right – the high cards; her right was his left – the low cards. She had gotten a great run – all four aces, all four kings, two queens, all four jacks, all four tens and a pair of twos to his pair of twos and all four sevens. No more listening to Mr. "I never lose at Go Fish."
Kurt was sure it was Gambit's fault. He was glad his adoptive sister had a romantic interest now, but was beginning to wonder what kind of influence he was having over her – especially in card games. :Oh, well - there was always checkers. The things I do for brotherly love.:
Kitty popped her head through the door saying, "Hey guys, Scott wants the senior team in the kitchen for a minute." Rogue rolled her eyes – what training scenario where they being surprised with now.
Kurt held out his hands for Kitty and Rogue to grab hold off. With a smile he said, "All aboard one express to the kitchen!" The girls latched on and they teleported downstairs.
Scott was standing in front of the refrigerator. Ororo, Hank, Logan and Bobby were already seated around the breakfast nook table. Kitty noticed he looked very nervous and excited at the same time. She elbowed Kurt in the ribs whispering, "It looks like he finally did it."
Kurt noticed there was a bottle of soda and plastic cups on the table and he teleported around making sure everyone had something to drink – he had been practicing a toast celebrating young love as a tribute to his friends for sometime. This was the big moment.
Scott grinned as he started, "Thanks everybody for coming. This will be real quick. Tonight is the culmination of a very happy time in my life and I wanted to share it with you all first."
Logan and Ororo locked eyes – the senior instructors had placed bets how long it would take before Scott would ask Jean to marry him and Ororo would win a hefty sum of cash if he announced it tonight.
Scott continued, "I've met someone very special and we'll be taking the X- chopper tonight to elope in Las Vegas."
Smiles broke out around the table and wishes for a happy future rushed out all at once. Kurt made his move, "Please raise your glasses to the celebrate the union of Scott and Jean in holy matrimony." Everyone except Scott took a drink.
While everyone was in mid sip, he dropped the bomb. "I'm not going to Las Vegas with Jean – there's someone else. C'mon in, dear."
All eyes turned to the front foyer and Wanda Maximoff walked into the kitchen. She smiles at him saying, "Hiya fuzzy lumpkins – ya miss me?" Scott answered, "With every breath I take, sweetie pie." They stood hip to hip with arms around one another.
Logan and Kurt sprayed soda on the others as they shouted, "Wanda?!?"
Ororo was shocked – Wanda had been around the mansion recently but that was to see Charles about resuming their training sessions. Or was it?
Rogue sputtered, "How did...? When did...?" She gave up and tried the simplest one, "Why?"
Wanda sneered at Rogue, "Why not?" as blue bolts appeared at her wrists. Scott quickly stepped between them, "I think what Rogue means is how did this happen?" He reached down towards her wrists and whispered to her, "Now just calm down, my sweet thing."
Kitty sat as if in a dream. 'Lance and I aren't the weirdest relationship anymore – they are. This could be a good thing – a really good thing.'
Scott motioned towards Wanda, "I mean what's not to like – her beautiful blue eyes, the luscious lips and that Goth look – I've always been a sucker for the Goth look."
Rogue's jaw dropped, then she grabbed the iron skillet from the drying rack. Logan managed to grab a hold of it and wrestle it from her before she crowned Scott with it. "Hey, Slim – why don't you and the new missus step outside for a second?"
Scott lead Wanda by the arm out of the kitchen back to the front foyer.
Kitty blinked once. 'Lance and I aren't the weirdest relationship anymore – they are. I am so under the radar.' She began to plan out her dates with Lance now that the Mansion's attention would no longer be on her choice in men.
Bobby came out of his daze for a second and asked, "So does this mean Jean's up for grabs?" Hank waved his hands in front of Bobby, "Forget it, junior. You're too young and immature for her. She'd be interested in someone older, more mature – you know, an educated man."
Logan motioned towards Ororo, "Since it's Wanda, the bet is off – you haven't won anything yet." Ororo's eyes clouded over as did the night sky. With a tight voice she said, "The bet was for the date Scott proposed – not for whom he asked to marry him." She had mentally already spent the money on that dress and matching shoes she spotted yesterday in the mall.
Rogue rattled her brain – what was it she had that I didn't? Rogue had as much attitude and anger as Wanda did. Rouge's eyes were green just like Jean's – oh but wait – he said blue. Was it the red highlights? The ankh necklace? I bet it was the ripped costume – Irene warned her teenage boys were always a sucker for a little skin.
:Wait a minute – how does he know her eyes are blue?: Rogue stared at the wall opposite to her with the wall calendar and she noticed the date. :Why that son of a ....:
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Amara ran up the hall before Scott or Wanda could see her. She was on spy duty this week. The new mutants were tired of being left behind in missions and gossip, so they decided to appoint a designated 'fly on the wall' to stay up to date on the doings of the senior team.
She ran into the Professor's office and hesitated in front of the communication panel – this wasn't an emergency – or was it? Jean was her friend – Amara would deal with the punishment later for breaking protocol later.
She dialed the frequency and was glad she connected quickly. "Hummingbird, this is Oak Tree, do you read?" Jean's voice was clear, "Hey, Amara, what's up?"
Amara bit her lip for a second. :Do I tell out right or let her down gently...? Oh, what the heck...:
"Jean, Scott's proposed to Wanda! They're in the kitchen right now and are leaving for Las Vegas to elope! He told the senior team and the instructors."
Jean and the Professor looked at one another and Charles shrugged his shoulders – he had no such inkling such an event was afoot.
Jean looked at her watch and replied, "Amara, thanks for the heads up – I owe you big time. We'll be in the hangar in about five minutes..." Her eyes wandered from the time to the date on her watch – 4/1. Oh no.
A smile crept across her lips – Scott was up to no good. She knew he had a twisted sense of humor – and he had decided to share that with the others – finally. He had hidden the details from her very well - his shield strength had improved greatly. "Amara – it's a joke. An April Fool's prank."
They heard the island girl gasp, then muttering various curses in her native language.
Charles had picked up on Jean's revelation. He interrupted Jean's thoughts as he leaned towards the comm speaker. "Amara – do you remember code W2 from the New Mutant manual?"
"Yes sir. Uh, did you want me to call the other teams in on that?" She sounded unsure. He nodded and said, "That's correct, Amara. Just your team and code W2 – for now."
Amara responded, "Understood, Oak Tree out."
W2, W2 – Jean searched her brain and couldn't remember such a code in all her years of training.
Charles simply smiled at Jean and said, "Ready to help with a little revenge?"
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Scott smirked as he and the Scarlet Witch entered the front foyer. "Thanks for coming over, Wanda. I haven't had this much fun in a long time." He rubbed his hands over and over like a mad evil genius in those dopey cartoons the Brotherhood boys watched. "Now let's go scare the newbies. We should still have time before Jean and the Professor get back."
Wanda's heart was pounding – this could be her chance. Scott turned to her and was about to ask her a question, when she interrupted him.
"No, thank you Scott. For giving me the gift of humor." She quickly stepped towards him, her left hand grabbing his hair and her right arm around his waist. She pulled him into the kiss before he could react.
Jean and Charles exited the elevator to see the two teens, lips locked in a moment frozen in time. Jean wondered, :Just how far did this prank have to go? Or was it a prank at all?:
Author's notes: Please read and review.
Now just what the heck was that? OK – one more prank coming up then a few background chapters to explain how planets aligned to signal the end of the world – I mean how did this horrific scene had come to be.
A side note about Kitty's thoughts – this is from my life. I married into a family of a different religion and my poor wife was somewhat the scandal in her family. Her parents took a lot of grief over that. I didn't care – I married her not them. A few years later a cousin of hers marries a guy the same religion as me, but he had no job, no money and was a little more obnoxious then I was – all of a sudden I wasn't so bad. Boy did her parents lay into her cousin's parents then.