Hawaiian Havoc!

To Red Witch: I'm glad you liked the chapter. So, you think Scott's the Cowboy, huh? Well, I'll reveal soon which one of them Scott Summers was posing as.

To Sparky Genocide: Hey dude! Great to hear from you again! And you believe Scott is the Native American, huh? Well, as I said, I shall reveal which one Scott was. Well, I could imagine Paul and Road Pig conversing. Road Pig is Zanya's partner and bodyguard, and Zanya's crush on the Starchild causes him to kind of be merciful on him. If he tries anything on Paul, Zanya would have his head. Scotty as Bette Midler, huh? What amazes me is how many many people like seeing a knocked-silly Scott in dresses.

To Metal Dragon1: Alright! Yay, you're back! And you believed that Scott Summers is the cop, huh? I'm glad you liked the little conversation with Paul and Road Pig. I'm also glad you liked the scene with Zanya being incredibly hopped up on painkillers. Oh yeah, about "Sleepover of Doom"…you see, Red Witch got temporarily banned from bacuase the administration believed it was an interactive fic or something like that, and the fic got removed. And I hope you enjoy this new chapter! I can't wait for more chapters of "Take the Long Way Home"!

To soulstress: Actually, that scene with Low Light and the paintball gun was a tribute to Red Witch's "Sleepover of Doom" which was removed from because it violated some rule or something. Anyway, glad you liked the chapter, and I do hope to have more cross-dressing Scott. By the way, I can't wait for a new chapter of "Tempest".

To Aaron: Yep, the madness goes on and on. And you believe that Scott may be the biker or the Native American. Well, Low Light has his own way of looking at the world. Oh yeah, thanks for the character you e-mailed! I don't know if I'll use him, though. I have so many characters to keep track of as it is. Anyway, I hope you like the new chapter!

It's Profile Time Again! (Crowd hoots, hollers, cheers, screams, chants, and claps) This time, we continue our Dreadnok theme by taking a look at a sadistic little punk: Thrasher!

Thrasher

Real Name: Unknown

Cobra Function: Thunder Machine Driver

Bio: Not much is known about the early life of Thrasher. What is known is that he grew up in a nice middle class family in a nice middle class neighborhood. As a child, he was spoiled by his parents (Everything he asked for caused some kind of disaster or destruction) and he was never disciplined for his actions because they believed discipline would stifle creative energy he would need later in life. Desiring more, a young Thrasher wandered into the swamps where he encountered the Dreadnoks and joined up with them, liking their philosophy of doing what they pleased.

In the Dreadnoks, Thrasher drives the Thunder Machine, a heavily-armed and heavily-armored vehicle that actually helped the Dreadnoks beat a group of Joes at one time! Thrasher is a sadist by nature. He enjoys bringing pain to others, so he would not be bothered by driving his Thunder Machine through a city park. One time, he drove it through Central Park. He said his only regret was that he wasn't able to hit anyone!

Chapter 14: Dog Day of Summer!

In the beach

"I must admit, the day has been rather peaceful." Mr. Redford chuckled as he walked on the beach alongside Althea and Todd.

"Yeah, but you know, I wouldn't be surprised if Cobra tries something. This day has been rather quiet." Althea said.

"Oh look at this, Al!" Todd pointed ahead and laughed. A certain highway patrolman with a blue cowl and cape and carrying a surfboard ran up to the twosome.

"Super Deputy." Althea laughed. Super Deputy, the self-proclaimed 'Protector of America's Highways' raced up to the couple with a grin.

"The Misfits! I remember you! Fellow fighters of evil!" Super Deputy shook Al and Todd's hands. "How have you been? I have not seen you since the Misfit Cannonball Run! Have you been continuing the good fight?"

"Yeah, a little." Todd shrugged. "Why the heck are you here? Hawaii isn't exactly known for its highways, you know."

"Oh, me and my brother are on vacation. Even us superheroes need a vacation every now and then. He's spent a lot of his time at the local Margueritaville. I am quite concerned about him." Super Deputy replied.

The local Margueritaville

"Wasted away again in Margueritaville!" The Sheriff sang in a drunken stupor. "I hate my brother and I hate that stupid Super Deputy garbage he does. But I LOOOOOOVE Hawaii! YEEEHAWWW WHOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!"

Back at the beach

"What's with the surfboard?" Althea asked.

"Well, I am taking on a new challenge: I am fighting the evil 80-foot wave!" Super Deputy replied. "And I shall triumph! Hark! I hear it terrorizing innocent surfers right now! Never fear! Super Deputy is here!" The "superhero" ran off, carrying his blue surfboard.

"Uhm…" Mr. Redford blinked. "What was that all about?"

"Old friend, yo." Todd shrugged.

In town

"Oh, this is great!" Lance laughed. They were watching Scott in his latest incarnation: He was dressed up like a St. Bernard, and he was on all fours, barking and panting happily in a park. "Man, I always knew that Scott was a dog."

"Oh brother." Spyder rolled her eyes. "What'll we do with this?"

"I'm going to use this to blackmail Scott into not making me go into those stupid Danger Room sessions."

"Oh look!" Spyder grinned. Jean Grey noticed Scott in the park. She didn't notice Fox, Scott, or Spyder filming in the bush.

"Scott?" She asked. "Why are you dressed up and acting like a dog? Scott, the handlers are missing and…No! Scott! AAAAGH!!!!"

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!" Fox, Spyder and Lance laughed happily as they filmed Jean Grey getting attacked by the St. Bernard Scott. He tackled her to the ground and licked her face.

"Fox, you'd better get this!" Lance said.

"I got it! I got it!" Fox laughed. "Now I can blackmail Jean, too!"

"Oh yeah." Spyder laughed.

Outside the hospital

"Hey! Somebody stop that psycho!" An orderly yelled. Road Pig raced out of the hospital, carrying a dazed Zanya.

"Mommy, are going to the circus? I like the circus." Zanya mumbled. "I like the tigers. Pretty kitties…zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz…"

"Oh great, nice job Donald! Well, it was your bright idea! My idea?! Yeah, yours! You always blame me for everything! No I don't! Yeah, you do!" Road Pig argued with himself as he ran to his motorcycle.

"Ooh, butterflies! Pretty butterflies in the flowery meadow…" Zanya mumbled in a sing-song voice. "Wheeeeeeeeeee!" She squeaked as the motorcycle drove off, Road Pig still yelling at himself.

Well, looks like the volcano of insanity is about to explode! What insanity will happen next? Will Zanya ever get her mind back on track? Will Road Pig's personalities get along? Will Scott go nuts when he finds out about the filming? Find out in the next chapter! Suggestions needed badly!