My wife and I were perfectly happy for twenty years. Then we met each other!
--Rodney Dangerfield
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Dexroth:…May I ask what that is?
Beck: What?
Dexroth: The title.
Beck: That, my most trusted muse-
Doggy: Woof!
Beck: He's been around longer than you. And you have cameos in about every single story.
Doggy: Woof.
Beck: As I was saying, that is the product of being attacked by a J pairing after I've been sick for a few days.
Dexroth: I see. You on a Shakespeare kick too?
Beck: I plan on reading Hamlet soon. And I've been watching Renaissance Man.
Dexroth: That explains it.
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Wanda brooded in her room.
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Wanda: Finally! I've gotten my own story!
Pietro: You've already had two!
Wanda: As oppose to you who has been in five?
Ray: I'm not sure it's been five. And you guys shouldn't be complaining, I mean, that pairing with both of you in it is climbing up the polls.
Wanda: I'm going to hex the polls. They'll never work again.
Pietro: And after she's done I'm going to run them to a place no one can find them and leave them there.
Ray: What are you, the Maximafia?
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Of course, that's what she wanted people to think.
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Sam: Maybe she wanted people to think she was brooding in her room when she really wasn't, or maybe, she wanted people to think she really wasn't wanting people to think she was in her room. OH! Or maybe---my head hurts.
Rahne: Maybe you should leave the conspiratorial thinking to Bobby, he doesn't have a brain to hurt.
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Really, she was waiting for someone. A special someone.
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Amara: Aren't they all special someones?
Jubilee: They need to be. It's a romance.
Amara: But I think there should be more tragedies, like they're professing their love and an axe murderer comes out of the trees—
Beck: ….What does that have to do with romances and special someones?
Amara: Don't you see?!
Beck…No. Wait….No. I really don't.
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Witches were burned in fire. And it could be said her heart burned in it as well.
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Dexroth:…..
Beck: I know you have something smart to say, get it out of your system.
Dexroth: So what you're saying is she's waiting in her room with heartburn.
Beck:…..
Tabitha: It's not heartburn! It's heartache!
Dexroth: *snort*
Beck:…….I'm not touching this one.
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John Allerydace. He was her fire.
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Roberto: That has to be the worse pun I've ever heard.
Sam: You have a lot to learn.
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It was him she waited for. And the knocking on her window betrayed that he was there.
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John: The windows that knock are to blame.
Remy: Remy don tink dat was what de chere was goin' for.
Piotr: Da.
Dexroth: Hey Remy, Beck wants you to know that Caliente thinks you're muy caliente.
Remy:…..
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"Hello John." She opened the window so he could get in.
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Todd: *grumble*
Fred: Isn't her room on the second story?
Lance: Well, either he flew or he dangled on that half inch window sill.
Beck: Shush.
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" 'Ello Shielah." The red haired aussie climbed into her room. "Y'all ready?"
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John: Crickey! Is my accent really that thick, mate?
Dexroth: I refuse to answer that statement.
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This was the moment she had been waiting for. To leave this dead end town with the man she loved.
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Scott: Whew. I almost though that they would…you know…
Jean: Absolutely not! This is a PG rating!
Scott: What are you talking about! They might attack the X-men! The Scarlet Witcxh and Pyro might prove to be fatal to our team!
Dexroth:…Jean, has it crossed your mind that Scott may be a eunuch?
Scott: Hey! Don't even think things like that! I was just trying to pull the conversation away from my true thoughts, but noo! You have to turn it into an indicator of my masculinity! I won't put up with it! *stomps off*
Jean: *follows*
Dexroth: Well….That was…unexpected.
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" Roight luv, let's go." He picked her up and lowered her out of the window. "The cars round back."
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Wanda:…Gee…I'm going to be with my love in death after he lowers me out of the two story window.
Beck: You are a harsh critic.
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The window was on the first floor. She stood evenly on the ground.
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Beck: Happy?
Wanda: Better.
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He jumped out of the window after her and they got into his car.
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John: What kind of car?
Beck: An old clunker.
John: What?!
Beck: To throw off Magneto.
Magneto: Did someone call me?
Beck: George.
Magneto:…I'm going to leave now.
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"I love you John." Wanda said as the car hit the highway.
"I love you sheilah." He kissed her on the lips, daring to break his focus on the road.
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Jamie: Wow. There's been a lot of cars in these stories lately.
Forge: Cars are symbols of love.
Dexroth: Really?
Beck: You make a comment on my car and be prepared for the consequences.
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He gave her a toothy grin and hit the gas.
They rode away, towards freedom and love.
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George: *squiiisheee*
Beck: You ate half of the junk mail Realm9 got you already?
George: *Squiiisheee*
Beck: *sigh* Dex, sign us up for as many junk mail sites as you can.
Dexroth: Kay.
Doggy: Woof.
Piotr: I must hide. I believe the Whiplash is following me.
Ray: You? I'm getting pegged with muffins at every turn!
Beck: …..Again, not touching this one.
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The muffin joke belongs to Aslyin. I think it's pretty funny, even if Ray doesn't.