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(An: Well, the kareoke idea er, didn't work out. .:gets fruit thrown at her but uses mayleen's board to defend herself:. Back! Back! Throwing things at ppl isn't very nice. .:crowd holds up rotten tomatoes:. EW! All right, all right!!! I'll make it into a one-shot!!!! .:hides behind Remy:. Ok! So this is the last chappie! Doan look for a sequel; unless I go completely mad there won't be one!! But look for much more madness-themed humor section crap! .:insert evil laughter:.)
=THE NEXT DAY=
It was chaos as usual (well, mebbe more then usual) at the X-institute.
Most've the people in the band were recovering from a hangover (or were still suffering from it) so they weren't zactly as aware as they could be.
But that didn't mean they didn't understand the prof's announcement.
He summoned the entire group to his study. It was VERY crowded in there.
"I am sorry to announce that I must break up the so-called 'X-band'."
"WHAT?!?!?" yelled several people who were awake enough to realize the implications of this, Rogue being the loudest one.
The professor pulled down a chart. He grabbed a "pointer-stick" (patented by my teach Mr. Tomlin grins) and tapped it several times. It was a graph, with a steadily down going line on it.
"As you can see by this chart, the X-band has no determitable profit."
"But professor, we won the BOB!! What about that?" asked Rogue, determined to save her band.
"That had no prize, just a possible record deal, which was called off when it was discovered you were all mutants. The X-band, although fun and distracting, is hereby disbanded. You may keep your instruments though."
"But-"
"THE X-BAND IS DEAD! THAT IS ALL THERE IS TO IT!"
You wanna see what everyone thought of this? Ok!
Logan: 'Thank you god!!! My ears are saved!! We all live in a yellow submarine! We all live in a yellow submarine!'
Storm: '.:sigh:. Now I'll have to re-assume the position of dauntless-rigid- leader-type person. No more drinking with Logan. Damn!'
Beast: 'What is everyone complaining about again?' (after all, he really wasn't featured in this story.)
Scott: '.:sob sob, cry cry:. No more pokin' round in Rogue's head! AND JEAN'S DEAD!!!! .:sob sob sob:.'
Bobby: 'I'm too sexy for my brain... I'm too sexy for this band.. I wonder if Rogue'll go out with me in the aftermath of this...'
Sam: 'Oh well. It's not I was in this much anyway. Maybe skysong will be nice and put me in with Rahne... .:drools:.' (Ack! He knows too much! .:slaps duck tape over his mouth and drags him away:.)
Rogue: 'Ah cannot BELIEVE the prof' is doing this!!'
Amara: 'I wonder if my hair looks alright.'
Jubes: 'I guess this means no more drinking with Logan and 'Roro.'
Rahne: 'My pack seems upset. This is bad. Maybe if I murder the professor...'
Kurt: 'Amanda. Yummmmmmy. Too bad she's my adoptive sister. Wait, was that comic-verse? I'm confused.. Amanda... Yum.' (Bad Kurt! .:grabs him and drags him away:.)
Pyro: (Do you really have to ask? Oh all right..) 'BURN BURN BUUUUUUURN!!! .:evil laughter:.' (Well, that was a surprise. .:bursts out laughing:. Yeah right! Poor Pyro's so predictable.)
Jamie: '.:elevator music:.'
Ray: 'Give me a reason! Give me a reason and I'll do it!'
Rob: 'Give me a reason! Give me a reason and I'll do it!'
Remy: '.:moan:. .:sigh:. Ohhhh Roguey.. .:censored:.'
Kitty: 'Like, like like that is SO totally unfair! Like!' (Kitty's battle cry: Like, fear me!)
Professor: 'La de da.. Ponies and bunnies are all very nice but I like my girls with less sugar then spi- Wait! I'm the professor! You can't read MY mind! Go away!'
(I suppose we should listen to him. Well, that was the X-band! I hope you had as much fun reading it as I did writing it! Peace, love, and randomness, Skysong!)
(An: Well, the kareoke idea er, didn't work out. .:gets fruit thrown at her but uses mayleen's board to defend herself:. Back! Back! Throwing things at ppl isn't very nice. .:crowd holds up rotten tomatoes:. EW! All right, all right!!! I'll make it into a one-shot!!!! .:hides behind Remy:. Ok! So this is the last chappie! Doan look for a sequel; unless I go completely mad there won't be one!! But look for much more madness-themed humor section crap! .:insert evil laughter:.)
=THE NEXT DAY=
It was chaos as usual (well, mebbe more then usual) at the X-institute.
Most've the people in the band were recovering from a hangover (or were still suffering from it) so they weren't zactly as aware as they could be.
But that didn't mean they didn't understand the prof's announcement.
He summoned the entire group to his study. It was VERY crowded in there.
"I am sorry to announce that I must break up the so-called 'X-band'."
"WHAT?!?!?" yelled several people who were awake enough to realize the implications of this, Rogue being the loudest one.
The professor pulled down a chart. He grabbed a "pointer-stick" (patented by my teach Mr. Tomlin grins) and tapped it several times. It was a graph, with a steadily down going line on it.
"As you can see by this chart, the X-band has no determitable profit."
"But professor, we won the BOB!! What about that?" asked Rogue, determined to save her band.
"That had no prize, just a possible record deal, which was called off when it was discovered you were all mutants. The X-band, although fun and distracting, is hereby disbanded. You may keep your instruments though."
"But-"
"THE X-BAND IS DEAD! THAT IS ALL THERE IS TO IT!"
You wanna see what everyone thought of this? Ok!
Logan: 'Thank you god!!! My ears are saved!! We all live in a yellow submarine! We all live in a yellow submarine!'
Storm: '.:sigh:. Now I'll have to re-assume the position of dauntless-rigid- leader-type person. No more drinking with Logan. Damn!'
Beast: 'What is everyone complaining about again?' (after all, he really wasn't featured in this story.)
Scott: '.:sob sob, cry cry:. No more pokin' round in Rogue's head! AND JEAN'S DEAD!!!! .:sob sob sob:.'
Bobby: 'I'm too sexy for my brain... I'm too sexy for this band.. I wonder if Rogue'll go out with me in the aftermath of this...'
Sam: 'Oh well. It's not I was in this much anyway. Maybe skysong will be nice and put me in with Rahne... .:drools:.' (Ack! He knows too much! .:slaps duck tape over his mouth and drags him away:.)
Rogue: 'Ah cannot BELIEVE the prof' is doing this!!'
Amara: 'I wonder if my hair looks alright.'
Jubes: 'I guess this means no more drinking with Logan and 'Roro.'
Rahne: 'My pack seems upset. This is bad. Maybe if I murder the professor...'
Kurt: 'Amanda. Yummmmmmy. Too bad she's my adoptive sister. Wait, was that comic-verse? I'm confused.. Amanda... Yum.' (Bad Kurt! .:grabs him and drags him away:.)
Pyro: (Do you really have to ask? Oh all right..) 'BURN BURN BUUUUUUURN!!! .:evil laughter:.' (Well, that was a surprise. .:bursts out laughing:. Yeah right! Poor Pyro's so predictable.)
Jamie: '.:elevator music:.'
Ray: 'Give me a reason! Give me a reason and I'll do it!'
Rob: 'Give me a reason! Give me a reason and I'll do it!'
Remy: '.:moan:. .:sigh:. Ohhhh Roguey.. .:censored:.'
Kitty: 'Like, like like that is SO totally unfair! Like!' (Kitty's battle cry: Like, fear me!)
Professor: 'La de da.. Ponies and bunnies are all very nice but I like my girls with less sugar then spi- Wait! I'm the professor! You can't read MY mind! Go away!'
(I suppose we should listen to him. Well, that was the X-band! I hope you had as much fun reading it as I did writing it! Peace, love, and randomness, Skysong!)