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The horror known as Sconda – aka Scott/Wanda continues. Lame-o, my humor muse, couldn't leave well enough alone.
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Chapter 3 – A Proposal
The professor looked at Scott in a lip lock with Wanda and thought, :Now there's something you don't see every day.: Charles decided to break the ice. "Hello Wanda, It is good to see you here again."
The Scarlet Witch stiffened and let Scott out of the embrace - it was a gamble but it was worth it. Comparison shopping – it was advice Kitty once gave her – though it was Wanda's idea to apply it towards boys.
"If I may see the lucky couple in my office, please," Charles asked as he wheeled ahead. He telepathically contacted his travel companion, & Please help Amara in the rec room with some last minute decorations if you would, Jean. &
Scott tried to follow Jean saying, "Wait, I can expl...." The redhead held her hand up, pushing him towards the Professor's office, "Now, now - we can't keep the lucky lady waiting. Besides I, um, have a code W2 I have to help with."
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Fred hung up the phone, his head reeling from the events of the day. First Wanda pulls a cruel joke on them, and now Kitty invited the boys to an 'engagement party' for Scott and Wanda at the mansion. Whatever happened to 'We show up somewhere to cause trouble, the X-Men appear beating us up and everyone goes home.' Kitty's tone was friendly but he recognized the command tone she often used with Lance. He knew better then to ignore her when she spoke so sweetly.
He found Todd and Lance sitting outside near the Jeep. Pietro ran off to see Daddy – too bad he was going to miss out on the food and party – boo hoo. "Road trip. To the chrome dome palace. Now – so says Kitty."
Todd stood up, waving his hand, "Not me – you guys go have fun." As Todd started to hop away, Fred grabbed onto Todd's leg, dangling his friend upside down. While Todd struggled to get free, Fred climbed in the back seat of the jeep as he looked at Lance. "She said 'in the next five minutes or not at all.' Either you come too or I learn how to drive a stick right now – with one hand." Lance jumped up into the driver's seat – Fred's imitation of Kitty's voice was awful – but the words carried the message clear enough.
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Charles waited for Wanda and Scott to sit in the chairs in front of his desk. He needed to stall for a little while longer. "So have you discussed our proposal with the boys yet? Are they open to the idea of joining the Institute?"
Wanda hesitated, then got right to the point, "They are not too keen on being under the same roof with the X-Men, under your set of rules. We're not big on curfews or strict meal times."
Charles was lost in thought for a while – he was afraid that might be the case but had extended the invitation anyway. Then Scott had a suggestion, "What if you had your own house on the Institute grounds, but not connected to the mansion? That way you wouldn't be subject to our rules." :And Lance and I would not have to go at it every five minutes. I spoiled it for Kitty last time – and all the girls put me through hell for that. I won't do that to her again – if she wants to date that creep, so be it.:
Wanda shot a glance at Scott – she had not thought of that. Their own house here – behind the security system but far enough away from these sickly sweet do-gooders. She was not sure Xavier might go along with the team leader's idea – it would be expensive. "Would we still have access to the training room?" It was a big reason she had even considered the offer in the first place. Lance told her about how much it made a difference in the way the teams worked. It was crystal clear to him in just a couple of days why the Brotherhood lost so consistently to the X-Men – that basement. Just how Mystique expected her team to compete against the X-Men without that benefit was beyond him.
Charles went into his famous hand steeple – Scott shot a smirk at Wanda. "The schedule for training would have to be adhered to – the instructors build their outside lives around it. No last minute shuffling due to over sleeping, one more round in a video game or other irresponsibility." It might be smart to restrict the powers training to outside for now since Lance and strong building foundations did not play well together.
Wanda sat in thought, spinning a bangle around her wrist. This was the negotiation skill Agatha had warned her was important. Xavier could serve as a practice sparring partner for Wanda so she would be ready to deal with the snake's den that was the Witch's council. Her housemates were easy to push around and she had Kitty pretty well trained now – she really would like to take on the redhead, the Goth and then the weather witch. Even that grumpy Canadian could provide her some fun.
Scott and Xavier seemed to be ok with waiting for her to think it through.
At the Brotherhood house last night they had a visitor from the neighborhood - a stone thrown through the kitchen window with the note 'Die Mutie Die.' The humans on the block were testing the Brotherhood's resolve to stay. The escalating hatred directed towards them concerned Wanda. She knew she could settle that confrontation – it was the next one or the one after that leading to mob violence – she and the boys could handle it but at what cost.
A temporary truce between the X-Men and Brotherhood was in both their interests – and Wanda knew her side had the most to gain if they played their cards right.
She asked, "Where would we stay till the house is ready?" Charles looked at Scott – this arrangement was his idea to start with. Scott ventured a guess, "How about converting the garage temporarily or renting a camper? The boys could stay there and Wanda could have my room for her privacy if she wants. I'd be willing to bunk up with someone till construction was done." Putting them up in the dorms downstairs were totally out of the question. He'd run into those buffoons all the time on his way to the Danger room – charity extended only so far.
Charles concentrated for a second – trying to figure out why Scott was trying so hard to make this succeed – oh, so that was the roommate he was shooting for.
The professor smiled in a way Scott did not see often – his mouth turned with an evil twist. "You're right, Scott. Kurt could put up with you for a while till the house was done."
The disappointment was plain on the teen's face. "Oh – yeah – sure – Kurt and I...."
Wanda smirked, "At least until we have our formal wedding. Then you can move back in with me." She was really starting to get the hang of this 'joking around' thing.
Xavier rewarded Wanda with a smile. He felt the familiar tickle in his brain. & It's Jean. We're ready, Professor. & He moved from behind the desk and waved a hand towards the door. "I believe they are waiting for us in the rec room."
Wanda looked at Scott, who simply shrugged his shoulders. He had no idea what the Professor meant.
Charles lead the way into the rec hall and they found it decorated with balloons and a big banner – stating 'Congratulations to the Happy Couple.'
Scott was speechless, Wanda was simply surprised. The whole Institute crew was present, all talking at once with wishes for happiness for them. The Scarlet Witch thought, :So this is what it would be like. It wasn't so bad after all - this could work.: She then saw Todd, Fred and Lance in the corner wolfing down some food and walked over. "Come with me outside for a second – we need to talk."
Scott decided this had gone far enough. He started to say, "If I could..." Logan interrupted him, "Listen you may want to set up camp in Utah – The way you're charming the ladies, they'll just look the other way the next time you get married. And married. And married."
Scott tried again, "I'd like to..." Ororo jumped in, "So have you registered at a department store so we can purchase just the perfect wedding gift?"
Scott raised his hands, "If I could have....." Hank stood in front of Scott saying, "Right after the party, come see me and I'll get your blood tests done – save you the hassle in Las Vegas."
His temper finally got the better of him. Scott shouted, "There's no eloping going on! It's an April Fool's joke!"
Silence gripped the room then Logan finally spoke up, "We knew that, we thought we'd have a little fun at your expense since you got us so good. A little taste of your own medicine – as Hank would say."
Slowly snickers started, then open laughter. Scott stood quietly, his face slowly turning a deeper shade of red then his visor. A smile creased his lips, "OK, I can take it as well as I can dish it out, I guess."
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Pietro zipped into the darkened warehouse – he needed to find the others and tell them what happened.
He suddenly appeared behind Gambit, who was playing solitaire. "Take-the- stack-from-two-of-spades-to-six-of-clubs-move-them-to-seven-of-diamonds- over-here." Gambit knew to hold down the cards as the white haired lad disappeared in a gust of wind.
Pietro peered around the corner of the crates. "Ya-know, for-correct-feng- shui , These-looked-better-against-that-wall-over-there." The Russian just stared at the young teen, and returned to his stacking.
Pyro was lounging on a couch. Pietro arrived and sat on the Australian's belly. "Say-you-guys-are-never-gunna-believe-this. Wanda's-eloping-with- Baldie's-lead-errand-boy-Summers. She-just-told-us-about-half-hour-ago."
Sabretooth appeared in the doorway to the dorm rooms. He was Pietro's favorite taunt target among the Acolytes – the brute's quick reflexes provided some challenge for his superspeed. "Say-Creed, sniffed-any-catnip- lately? I-could-score-you-some-from-that hottie-at-the pet-shop..." The speedster appeared on Sabretooth's left then zipped towards the right.
Victor's arm shot out when Pietro was tripped up by the metal chair that slid in from behind the boy, his hand gripping the teen by the neck.
The giant stepped into the center of rec room. A helmeted and robed figure appeared from the shadows behind Sabretooth. A deep voice commanded, "Repeat what you just said about Wanda – normal speed."
"Wanda told us she's eloping with Scott Summers tonight. They're flying to Las Vegas to get hitched right away." Pietro strained against the grip on his neck – he was able to breathe but wanted to be free.
The hooded figure stood silent mulling over the information, then came to a decision. He shouted, "All of you – in the training room NOW!" The Acolytes scrambled towards the rear of the warehouse.
Pyro whispered to Gambit, "You think this is a rescue mission? Do you think we're making a move tonight?" The Cajun replied, "Gambit don't think so, looks like we're just practicing."
Magneto flexed his hands. The Summers boy had great power in his optic blast. But he had been Xavier's lap dog too long – the Professor's training ran deep in the lad. He had been so close to having the boy as one of his own Acolytes – so close.
This so called April Fool's prank was the work of pure genius – evil genius. It could have been Wanda's idea, but he was not about to take that gamble. This shed a whole new light on how Magneto would approach battles with the X-Men.
He shouted, "Begin training – level 5!" Piotr and Gambit looked at one another – it was going to be a long night.
Author's note: This story was supposed to be a one shot for Aprils Fool's Day, then I had to do Scott's side of it and now I've got an outline with possibly three more chapters. Lame-o has run out of jokes and the engineer in me has to explain how all this happened in the first place.
I still have to give credit to sparkie-thewateringcan – I'm having a great time with her evil creation – Sconda. Magneto was impressed.
And for Lesli's Evo fan art site – go to google and just type 'lesli groovy evo' and you'll find it toot sweet.
If you would be so kind, please review.
The horror known as Sconda – aka Scott/Wanda continues. Lame-o, my humor muse, couldn't leave well enough alone.
& Indicates telepathic message &
: Indicates private thoughts :
Chapter 3 – A Proposal
The professor looked at Scott in a lip lock with Wanda and thought, :Now there's something you don't see every day.: Charles decided to break the ice. "Hello Wanda, It is good to see you here again."
The Scarlet Witch stiffened and let Scott out of the embrace - it was a gamble but it was worth it. Comparison shopping – it was advice Kitty once gave her – though it was Wanda's idea to apply it towards boys.
"If I may see the lucky couple in my office, please," Charles asked as he wheeled ahead. He telepathically contacted his travel companion, & Please help Amara in the rec room with some last minute decorations if you would, Jean. &
Scott tried to follow Jean saying, "Wait, I can expl...." The redhead held her hand up, pushing him towards the Professor's office, "Now, now - we can't keep the lucky lady waiting. Besides I, um, have a code W2 I have to help with."
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Fred hung up the phone, his head reeling from the events of the day. First Wanda pulls a cruel joke on them, and now Kitty invited the boys to an 'engagement party' for Scott and Wanda at the mansion. Whatever happened to 'We show up somewhere to cause trouble, the X-Men appear beating us up and everyone goes home.' Kitty's tone was friendly but he recognized the command tone she often used with Lance. He knew better then to ignore her when she spoke so sweetly.
He found Todd and Lance sitting outside near the Jeep. Pietro ran off to see Daddy – too bad he was going to miss out on the food and party – boo hoo. "Road trip. To the chrome dome palace. Now – so says Kitty."
Todd stood up, waving his hand, "Not me – you guys go have fun." As Todd started to hop away, Fred grabbed onto Todd's leg, dangling his friend upside down. While Todd struggled to get free, Fred climbed in the back seat of the jeep as he looked at Lance. "She said 'in the next five minutes or not at all.' Either you come too or I learn how to drive a stick right now – with one hand." Lance jumped up into the driver's seat – Fred's imitation of Kitty's voice was awful – but the words carried the message clear enough.
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Charles waited for Wanda and Scott to sit in the chairs in front of his desk. He needed to stall for a little while longer. "So have you discussed our proposal with the boys yet? Are they open to the idea of joining the Institute?"
Wanda hesitated, then got right to the point, "They are not too keen on being under the same roof with the X-Men, under your set of rules. We're not big on curfews or strict meal times."
Charles was lost in thought for a while – he was afraid that might be the case but had extended the invitation anyway. Then Scott had a suggestion, "What if you had your own house on the Institute grounds, but not connected to the mansion? That way you wouldn't be subject to our rules." :And Lance and I would not have to go at it every five minutes. I spoiled it for Kitty last time – and all the girls put me through hell for that. I won't do that to her again – if she wants to date that creep, so be it.:
Wanda shot a glance at Scott – she had not thought of that. Their own house here – behind the security system but far enough away from these sickly sweet do-gooders. She was not sure Xavier might go along with the team leader's idea – it would be expensive. "Would we still have access to the training room?" It was a big reason she had even considered the offer in the first place. Lance told her about how much it made a difference in the way the teams worked. It was crystal clear to him in just a couple of days why the Brotherhood lost so consistently to the X-Men – that basement. Just how Mystique expected her team to compete against the X-Men without that benefit was beyond him.
Charles went into his famous hand steeple – Scott shot a smirk at Wanda. "The schedule for training would have to be adhered to – the instructors build their outside lives around it. No last minute shuffling due to over sleeping, one more round in a video game or other irresponsibility." It might be smart to restrict the powers training to outside for now since Lance and strong building foundations did not play well together.
Wanda sat in thought, spinning a bangle around her wrist. This was the negotiation skill Agatha had warned her was important. Xavier could serve as a practice sparring partner for Wanda so she would be ready to deal with the snake's den that was the Witch's council. Her housemates were easy to push around and she had Kitty pretty well trained now – she really would like to take on the redhead, the Goth and then the weather witch. Even that grumpy Canadian could provide her some fun.
Scott and Xavier seemed to be ok with waiting for her to think it through.
At the Brotherhood house last night they had a visitor from the neighborhood - a stone thrown through the kitchen window with the note 'Die Mutie Die.' The humans on the block were testing the Brotherhood's resolve to stay. The escalating hatred directed towards them concerned Wanda. She knew she could settle that confrontation – it was the next one or the one after that leading to mob violence – she and the boys could handle it but at what cost.
A temporary truce between the X-Men and Brotherhood was in both their interests – and Wanda knew her side had the most to gain if they played their cards right.
She asked, "Where would we stay till the house is ready?" Charles looked at Scott – this arrangement was his idea to start with. Scott ventured a guess, "How about converting the garage temporarily or renting a camper? The boys could stay there and Wanda could have my room for her privacy if she wants. I'd be willing to bunk up with someone till construction was done." Putting them up in the dorms downstairs were totally out of the question. He'd run into those buffoons all the time on his way to the Danger room – charity extended only so far.
Charles concentrated for a second – trying to figure out why Scott was trying so hard to make this succeed – oh, so that was the roommate he was shooting for.
The professor smiled in a way Scott did not see often – his mouth turned with an evil twist. "You're right, Scott. Kurt could put up with you for a while till the house was done."
The disappointment was plain on the teen's face. "Oh – yeah – sure – Kurt and I...."
Wanda smirked, "At least until we have our formal wedding. Then you can move back in with me." She was really starting to get the hang of this 'joking around' thing.
Xavier rewarded Wanda with a smile. He felt the familiar tickle in his brain. & It's Jean. We're ready, Professor. & He moved from behind the desk and waved a hand towards the door. "I believe they are waiting for us in the rec room."
Wanda looked at Scott, who simply shrugged his shoulders. He had no idea what the Professor meant.
Charles lead the way into the rec hall and they found it decorated with balloons and a big banner – stating 'Congratulations to the Happy Couple.'
Scott was speechless, Wanda was simply surprised. The whole Institute crew was present, all talking at once with wishes for happiness for them. The Scarlet Witch thought, :So this is what it would be like. It wasn't so bad after all - this could work.: She then saw Todd, Fred and Lance in the corner wolfing down some food and walked over. "Come with me outside for a second – we need to talk."
Scott decided this had gone far enough. He started to say, "If I could..." Logan interrupted him, "Listen you may want to set up camp in Utah – The way you're charming the ladies, they'll just look the other way the next time you get married. And married. And married."
Scott tried again, "I'd like to..." Ororo jumped in, "So have you registered at a department store so we can purchase just the perfect wedding gift?"
Scott raised his hands, "If I could have....." Hank stood in front of Scott saying, "Right after the party, come see me and I'll get your blood tests done – save you the hassle in Las Vegas."
His temper finally got the better of him. Scott shouted, "There's no eloping going on! It's an April Fool's joke!"
Silence gripped the room then Logan finally spoke up, "We knew that, we thought we'd have a little fun at your expense since you got us so good. A little taste of your own medicine – as Hank would say."
Slowly snickers started, then open laughter. Scott stood quietly, his face slowly turning a deeper shade of red then his visor. A smile creased his lips, "OK, I can take it as well as I can dish it out, I guess."
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Pietro zipped into the darkened warehouse – he needed to find the others and tell them what happened.
He suddenly appeared behind Gambit, who was playing solitaire. "Take-the- stack-from-two-of-spades-to-six-of-clubs-move-them-to-seven-of-diamonds- over-here." Gambit knew to hold down the cards as the white haired lad disappeared in a gust of wind.
Pietro peered around the corner of the crates. "Ya-know, for-correct-feng- shui , These-looked-better-against-that-wall-over-there." The Russian just stared at the young teen, and returned to his stacking.
Pyro was lounging on a couch. Pietro arrived and sat on the Australian's belly. "Say-you-guys-are-never-gunna-believe-this. Wanda's-eloping-with- Baldie's-lead-errand-boy-Summers. She-just-told-us-about-half-hour-ago."
Sabretooth appeared in the doorway to the dorm rooms. He was Pietro's favorite taunt target among the Acolytes – the brute's quick reflexes provided some challenge for his superspeed. "Say-Creed, sniffed-any-catnip- lately? I-could-score-you-some-from-that hottie-at-the pet-shop..." The speedster appeared on Sabretooth's left then zipped towards the right.
Victor's arm shot out when Pietro was tripped up by the metal chair that slid in from behind the boy, his hand gripping the teen by the neck.
The giant stepped into the center of rec room. A helmeted and robed figure appeared from the shadows behind Sabretooth. A deep voice commanded, "Repeat what you just said about Wanda – normal speed."
"Wanda told us she's eloping with Scott Summers tonight. They're flying to Las Vegas to get hitched right away." Pietro strained against the grip on his neck – he was able to breathe but wanted to be free.
The hooded figure stood silent mulling over the information, then came to a decision. He shouted, "All of you – in the training room NOW!" The Acolytes scrambled towards the rear of the warehouse.
Pyro whispered to Gambit, "You think this is a rescue mission? Do you think we're making a move tonight?" The Cajun replied, "Gambit don't think so, looks like we're just practicing."
Magneto flexed his hands. The Summers boy had great power in his optic blast. But he had been Xavier's lap dog too long – the Professor's training ran deep in the lad. He had been so close to having the boy as one of his own Acolytes – so close.
This so called April Fool's prank was the work of pure genius – evil genius. It could have been Wanda's idea, but he was not about to take that gamble. This shed a whole new light on how Magneto would approach battles with the X-Men.
He shouted, "Begin training – level 5!" Piotr and Gambit looked at one another – it was going to be a long night.
Author's note: This story was supposed to be a one shot for Aprils Fool's Day, then I had to do Scott's side of it and now I've got an outline with possibly three more chapters. Lame-o has run out of jokes and the engineer in me has to explain how all this happened in the first place.
I still have to give credit to sparkie-thewateringcan – I'm having a great time with her evil creation – Sconda. Magneto was impressed.
And for Lesli's Evo fan art site – go to google and just type 'lesli groovy evo' and you'll find it toot sweet.
If you would be so kind, please review.