Disclaimer: The only char I wanna own is Kurt. Him and maybe Wolvie, so I
could get him to kill people 'stead of me. I'm running out of places to put
the bodies.
(AN: Ok, likes I said, I didn't get to put much Kurt in here. .:sniff:. That makes me sad. So, I decided to give him this! His very own chappy. Me sorrs, but me obsessed. Yes, and I intend to make this chappy funny. Since no one (cept John, and um, somebody else) came up with an idea for a band, your assignment is as follows: anybody who feels like it should promptly write a fic about my idea from Chappy 15, "Pyro's night on the town!!!", about Pyro and Rogue switching brains and everything.)
=FAR AWAY FROM THE BATTLE OF THE BANDS!!=
Kurt rubbed his head. "Where in the world am I?!?"
This was most certainly not THE BATTLE ARENA!!, nor the X-mansion. "Lesee, what happened?"
=FLASHBACK TO ABOUT 15 MINUTES AGO=
Back at the X-mansion, Kurt had been putting his drums in the X-van. (Jeez, Xavier sure is conceited. The X-men, the X-jet, the X-mansion, the X-van, the X-gene, blah blah blah. What next, the X-nation? The X-universe?!?!? Sorrs, obessesing. I'll shut up now.) Anyway, somehow, he got shoved into the trunk. He didn't know how, he wasn't sure. Then someone shut the trunk.
"Help?Someone? Hello?" Not thinking to just port out, he banged on the trunk top. Bad idea. The top came open, but as the van was moving, he was propelled out of it and into the ditch by the side of the road. He had hit his head pretty hard, so he passed out.
=END=
(You're prolly wondering why the instruments didn't fall out. Well, it's a complicated math problem that I won't go into now. In laymen's terms, it was because Kurt, with his high metabolism, is very skinny, and with the combined weight of all the instruments on top of each other (which was pretty heavy) Kurt was the only thing light enough to fly out. OK?)
"Well, I best start walking." So Kurt walked and walked and walked until he could bamf into town.
(Now, I warn you. Lots of random things which have no real explanation are going to happen, so prepare yourselves. And prepare yours elves, too, now that I think about it, if you own a "mini blue elf" (patent pending.) like I do. Oh, and whenever you see this: .:squeaky:. it means I'm squeezing my Kurt doll. .:squeaky:. Oh, I'm so obsessed!!! Is that bad?)
So, when Kurt bamfed into town, he was a bit disoriented. He was standing outside the movie theater, where a large line was gathered to see the mother of all comedy matinees: Shrek, Shrek 2, and The New Guy. (I wish that was showing in my town. That would be really cool!) So he got pushed into the theatre. He knew that if his band needed him, Jean, or Rogue with Jean's acquired .:ahem:. powers, would contact him. So no big. Kurt's reasoning was as such: Since the band wasn't calling him, and he hadn't had to pay for this, and since those were pretty much the (debatably) best comedy movies ever, he'd stay. No big. Right?
Sooo, about 4 hours and 20 minutes later, about to the prison part in The New Guy, (You know: "Where's Paco?" .:shrug:. "I dunno?" "Step back! The new guy's mine! You lookin' at my Janet?!?" "No! No!" Yeah, I'm obsessed with that movie too. Sorrs! I'm starting to sound like Kitty now, always with the sorrys.) Kurt got kicked out for not having a ticket. A bit late to check, don't ya think?
So after getting shoved rather forcefully out of the movie theater, Kurt was left to wander. Honestly, he had no idea where THE BATTLE ARENA!! was, so he had to wander, with no particular direction.
"Wandering is no fun." So he started to walk, again. By now he was getting hungry, as he had had to walk so much in the past 6 hours, and also had had to sit through two movies smelling popcorn and other yummy things.
=BLOCKS AWAY, THE BATTLE ARENA!!=
The BOB had finally started and they were through "Spazzin' out!"'s performance. (See, all the bands would play all three songs that they were doing, two covers, and one original, and then it would move on. So it was going to take a while, considering that most of the rock bands were covering "stairway to heaven".)
"Where's Kurt?", asked Rogue again. They'd been looking for Kurt for a while now, alternating looking for him and checking out the competion. Another reason it was taking so long was because they were skipping the middle man part, so directly after the band played, the audience would vote. (Daphine and the Diamond-ettes had been voted off. Does that make it any better?)
"We, like, couldn't find him anywhere. He must've been left behind in all the hurry to get here.", said Kitty.
"Ok," said Rogue. "Someone's got to go back to the mansion and look for him there. Who'll do it?" Jean timidly raised her hand.
"Me 'n Scott'll do it."
Rogue shrugged. "Whatever. Don't bother hurrying. We have lots of time."
=BACK TO KURT= .:squeaky:.
As Kurt walked by the park, he got an idea. He climbed a tree near a food stand, and switched off his inducer.
The food stand was selling many yummy things, so lotsa people bought from it.
When someone with a food item would walk past Kurt's tree, he would swing down, startle them, and "steal" their food.
He got much through this fashion, and having sated his hunger, started wandering again.
= JOTT AT THE INSTITUTE=
So Jott, having taken Rogue's advice and driven slowly (all the better to make out with) back to the mansion.
They walked in, and started yelling, "KURT!!! WHERE ARE YOU???"
After about five minutes of this, the prof' came down, looking somewhat upset. He told Jott off for yelling so much, and asked them what they were yelling about.
"Well, you see professor," said Scott. "We were looking for Kurt. We couldn't find him at the BATTLE OF THE BANDS!!" They all looked around wildly, trying to find the source of the deep,announcer-ish voice. "Um, anyway, we looked for about an hour and we couldn't find him, so Rogue sent us back here to look for us."
The professor rubbed his very large forehead. (A Walk to Remember worthy large forehead) "So why didn't you just LOOK for him?!?"
"Um, well, that never really occured to us. We just kind of thought he might bamf away if we did."
"Arrgh," muttered the professor. "Why don't you try and contact him telepathically, Jean?"
"Ok," said Jean, sounding cheerful. (Now these mean telepathy. For now anyway.) Oh Ku-urt!
=FAR AWAY, IN BAYVILLE PARK=
Kurt looked up, feeling rather guilty now about all that food. KURT!!!
What do you want, Jean? He wanted her to shut up and get out of his head already!
Where are you?
Bayville Park. Rogue want's you to get to THE BATTLE ARENA!!
How'd you do that deep announcer-ish voice?
Dunno. The same thing happened to Scott earlier.
Tell Rogue I'll get there A.S.A.P. NOW GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!!
Yeesh. Oh, and Scott says hi. Bye now!
"Eurgh, she's so annoying."
Of course, then he realized that Jean hadn't told him where THE BATTLE OF THE BANDS!! was, so he still couldn't go there.
So he was forced to start walking again.
Of course, being in the X-men and everything, nothing ever stayed quiet for long.
He was just walking, not doing anything, when, outta nowhere, Pietro showed up.
"Soblueboywassup?Feelinggoodfeelingfine?Good, good,butnowIhavetochangethat."
"Ugh." Somehow, all the rest of the B-hood showed up. "Why now?"
=MEANWHILE, AT THE BATTLE ARENA!!=
Jott had finally returned from their little trip, and almost instantly Rogue began interrogating them. "Where. Is. Kurt?!?!?"
Jean put on her happy face. "He's coming!"
"When?!?"
"Um, he said he would come as soon as possible."
"Alright.."
The BOB was now through the #47 band.
=BACK TO KURT=
.:squeaky:.
Now, as you might have guessed, Kurt was in no mood to deal with the BoM right now. However, he didn't know this part of town well, so he couldn't just bamf out and be done with it.
So he resorted to plan B. What is plan B, you ask?
Plan B is as such: Run to save your Butt!!
So Kurt ran, and ran, and ran. Finally, he managed to find a familiar part of town. But first:
Kurt bamfed up to the top of a building and hoping that the BoM would be dumb enough to follow him, jumped for the next building. Thankfully, the BoM is a bunch of dunce-buckets, as we all know, so of course, they jumped, and fell.
"Feeling fine?" Kurt jeered at them for a moment, hanging from a lampost, and then bamfed back to the ground.
Now, since Kurt's mini adventure has just about spun itself out, Kurt saw a poster advertising THE BATTLE OF THE BANDS!!
"Where is that coming from?!?"
The adress on the poster wasn't too far away, so Kurt just bamfed himself right to it.
=AT THE BATTLE OF THE BANDS=
"WHERE IS KURT?!? We're up next!!!"
.:bamf:.
"Well, did I make it?"
(What happens next is Rogue rails on Kurt until their turn. I'll skip it, as I'd just have to censor it anyway.)
(Well, that was Kurt's mini adventure!)
(AN: Ok, likes I said, I didn't get to put much Kurt in here. .:sniff:. That makes me sad. So, I decided to give him this! His very own chappy. Me sorrs, but me obsessed. Yes, and I intend to make this chappy funny. Since no one (cept John, and um, somebody else) came up with an idea for a band, your assignment is as follows: anybody who feels like it should promptly write a fic about my idea from Chappy 15, "Pyro's night on the town!!!", about Pyro and Rogue switching brains and everything.)
=FAR AWAY FROM THE BATTLE OF THE BANDS!!=
Kurt rubbed his head. "Where in the world am I?!?"
This was most certainly not THE BATTLE ARENA!!, nor the X-mansion. "Lesee, what happened?"
=FLASHBACK TO ABOUT 15 MINUTES AGO=
Back at the X-mansion, Kurt had been putting his drums in the X-van. (Jeez, Xavier sure is conceited. The X-men, the X-jet, the X-mansion, the X-van, the X-gene, blah blah blah. What next, the X-nation? The X-universe?!?!? Sorrs, obessesing. I'll shut up now.) Anyway, somehow, he got shoved into the trunk. He didn't know how, he wasn't sure. Then someone shut the trunk.
"Help?Someone? Hello?" Not thinking to just port out, he banged on the trunk top. Bad idea. The top came open, but as the van was moving, he was propelled out of it and into the ditch by the side of the road. He had hit his head pretty hard, so he passed out.
=END=
(You're prolly wondering why the instruments didn't fall out. Well, it's a complicated math problem that I won't go into now. In laymen's terms, it was because Kurt, with his high metabolism, is very skinny, and with the combined weight of all the instruments on top of each other (which was pretty heavy) Kurt was the only thing light enough to fly out. OK?)
"Well, I best start walking." So Kurt walked and walked and walked until he could bamf into town.
(Now, I warn you. Lots of random things which have no real explanation are going to happen, so prepare yourselves. And prepare yours elves, too, now that I think about it, if you own a "mini blue elf" (patent pending.) like I do. Oh, and whenever you see this: .:squeaky:. it means I'm squeezing my Kurt doll. .:squeaky:. Oh, I'm so obsessed!!! Is that bad?)
So, when Kurt bamfed into town, he was a bit disoriented. He was standing outside the movie theater, where a large line was gathered to see the mother of all comedy matinees: Shrek, Shrek 2, and The New Guy. (I wish that was showing in my town. That would be really cool!) So he got pushed into the theatre. He knew that if his band needed him, Jean, or Rogue with Jean's acquired .:ahem:. powers, would contact him. So no big. Kurt's reasoning was as such: Since the band wasn't calling him, and he hadn't had to pay for this, and since those were pretty much the (debatably) best comedy movies ever, he'd stay. No big. Right?
Sooo, about 4 hours and 20 minutes later, about to the prison part in The New Guy, (You know: "Where's Paco?" .:shrug:. "I dunno?" "Step back! The new guy's mine! You lookin' at my Janet?!?" "No! No!" Yeah, I'm obsessed with that movie too. Sorrs! I'm starting to sound like Kitty now, always with the sorrys.) Kurt got kicked out for not having a ticket. A bit late to check, don't ya think?
So after getting shoved rather forcefully out of the movie theater, Kurt was left to wander. Honestly, he had no idea where THE BATTLE ARENA!! was, so he had to wander, with no particular direction.
"Wandering is no fun." So he started to walk, again. By now he was getting hungry, as he had had to walk so much in the past 6 hours, and also had had to sit through two movies smelling popcorn and other yummy things.
=BLOCKS AWAY, THE BATTLE ARENA!!=
The BOB had finally started and they were through "Spazzin' out!"'s performance. (See, all the bands would play all three songs that they were doing, two covers, and one original, and then it would move on. So it was going to take a while, considering that most of the rock bands were covering "stairway to heaven".)
"Where's Kurt?", asked Rogue again. They'd been looking for Kurt for a while now, alternating looking for him and checking out the competion. Another reason it was taking so long was because they were skipping the middle man part, so directly after the band played, the audience would vote. (Daphine and the Diamond-ettes had been voted off. Does that make it any better?)
"We, like, couldn't find him anywhere. He must've been left behind in all the hurry to get here.", said Kitty.
"Ok," said Rogue. "Someone's got to go back to the mansion and look for him there. Who'll do it?" Jean timidly raised her hand.
"Me 'n Scott'll do it."
Rogue shrugged. "Whatever. Don't bother hurrying. We have lots of time."
=BACK TO KURT= .:squeaky:.
As Kurt walked by the park, he got an idea. He climbed a tree near a food stand, and switched off his inducer.
The food stand was selling many yummy things, so lotsa people bought from it.
When someone with a food item would walk past Kurt's tree, he would swing down, startle them, and "steal" their food.
He got much through this fashion, and having sated his hunger, started wandering again.
= JOTT AT THE INSTITUTE=
So Jott, having taken Rogue's advice and driven slowly (all the better to make out with) back to the mansion.
They walked in, and started yelling, "KURT!!! WHERE ARE YOU???"
After about five minutes of this, the prof' came down, looking somewhat upset. He told Jott off for yelling so much, and asked them what they were yelling about.
"Well, you see professor," said Scott. "We were looking for Kurt. We couldn't find him at the BATTLE OF THE BANDS!!" They all looked around wildly, trying to find the source of the deep,announcer-ish voice. "Um, anyway, we looked for about an hour and we couldn't find him, so Rogue sent us back here to look for us."
The professor rubbed his very large forehead. (A Walk to Remember worthy large forehead) "So why didn't you just LOOK for him?!?"
"Um, well, that never really occured to us. We just kind of thought he might bamf away if we did."
"Arrgh," muttered the professor. "Why don't you try and contact him telepathically, Jean?"
"Ok," said Jean, sounding cheerful. (Now these mean telepathy. For now anyway.) Oh Ku-urt!
=FAR AWAY, IN BAYVILLE PARK=
Kurt looked up, feeling rather guilty now about all that food. KURT!!!
What do you want, Jean? He wanted her to shut up and get out of his head already!
Where are you?
Bayville Park. Rogue want's you to get to THE BATTLE ARENA!!
How'd you do that deep announcer-ish voice?
Dunno. The same thing happened to Scott earlier.
Tell Rogue I'll get there A.S.A.P. NOW GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!!
Yeesh. Oh, and Scott says hi. Bye now!
"Eurgh, she's so annoying."
Of course, then he realized that Jean hadn't told him where THE BATTLE OF THE BANDS!! was, so he still couldn't go there.
So he was forced to start walking again.
Of course, being in the X-men and everything, nothing ever stayed quiet for long.
He was just walking, not doing anything, when, outta nowhere, Pietro showed up.
"Soblueboywassup?Feelinggoodfeelingfine?Good, good,butnowIhavetochangethat."
"Ugh." Somehow, all the rest of the B-hood showed up. "Why now?"
=MEANWHILE, AT THE BATTLE ARENA!!=
Jott had finally returned from their little trip, and almost instantly Rogue began interrogating them. "Where. Is. Kurt?!?!?"
Jean put on her happy face. "He's coming!"
"When?!?"
"Um, he said he would come as soon as possible."
"Alright.."
The BOB was now through the #47 band.
=BACK TO KURT=
.:squeaky:.
Now, as you might have guessed, Kurt was in no mood to deal with the BoM right now. However, he didn't know this part of town well, so he couldn't just bamf out and be done with it.
So he resorted to plan B. What is plan B, you ask?
Plan B is as such: Run to save your Butt!!
So Kurt ran, and ran, and ran. Finally, he managed to find a familiar part of town. But first:
Kurt bamfed up to the top of a building and hoping that the BoM would be dumb enough to follow him, jumped for the next building. Thankfully, the BoM is a bunch of dunce-buckets, as we all know, so of course, they jumped, and fell.
"Feeling fine?" Kurt jeered at them for a moment, hanging from a lampost, and then bamfed back to the ground.
Now, since Kurt's mini adventure has just about spun itself out, Kurt saw a poster advertising THE BATTLE OF THE BANDS!!
"Where is that coming from?!?"
The adress on the poster wasn't too far away, so Kurt just bamfed himself right to it.
=AT THE BATTLE OF THE BANDS=
"WHERE IS KURT?!? We're up next!!!"
.:bamf:.
"Well, did I make it?"
(What happens next is Rogue rails on Kurt until their turn. I'll skip it, as I'd just have to censor it anyway.)
(Well, that was Kurt's mini adventure!)