Yeah! Another update!!!
Rogue smiled broadly as she snuggled into the leather seats.
"Merde! Is that champagne!!!!" Remy's accent shouted.
Pietro whistled.
"Cool! We have the dish ladies and gentlemen!!!!"
Pietro jerked the remote and switched on the television.
"Shut up pixie stick! And turn that thing off!" Rogue snapped.
Pietro yawned at her and began to rapidly flick the channels from one station to another.
"Listen to her!" Wanda growled and punched him quicker than he could see, grabbing the remote and turning off the telly in the process.
"Wanda! What the hell did you do that for?!!!" He cried grabbing his bleeding nose.
"Poor pixie stick's crying. Oh the wonder, the shame...." Rogue mocked.
The limousine suddenly stopped and the door wrenched open, getting multiple stares from the unaware passengers.
"Move aside you fool!!!" Mystique snapped and Remy, who quickly moved to the opposite side of the limo.
"Hey Ma," Rogue said with a grin.
"Shut up you dreadful child!"
"I guess she doesn't love me anymore..."
Mystique gave her a patient glare before continuing.
"It's time you all learned how to become apart of the real world," She said lightly.
"There's a ball being held by a renowned criminal by the name of Sokuvitch, we're going to crash his party." She smiled with her I'm an evil doer grin.
"And why shall we do that?" Rogue asked.
"It's what criminals do. Sometimes your brains can be helpful assets as well. I'll explain it while you're getting ready. Piotr is already waiting at the house."
Professor Xavier put his hands into a contemplative steeple; trying to be serious even though his star students resembled a deformed type of cotton candy.
(AUTHOR'S NOTE: THE FACT THAT THAT SOUNDED NAUGHTY DOESN'T MEAN ANYTHING!!! XAVIER IS STILL A NICE, SOBRE, AND-UH- RESERVED MAN. AND HE'S ALSO PROBABLY GAY)
"This ball is being held by Sokuvitch Navotckii, a Russian criminal lord. Usually we would have no hand in things such as this, but I have sources who confirm that a certain doomsday device is being discussed here. I have reason to believe that they may be planning something big.
"We are to infiltrate the ball, try to pick up information, and see what exactly is happening. There will be no fighting of any kind! Not until I am sure of what is happening. There are civilians attending this ball who have no idea of what might be transpiring. Are there any questions?"
Kurt raised his hand.
"Yes Kurt?"
"Exactly who is this source you're getting information from all the time?"
"That is no concern at the moment."
"It's probably, like his gay drinking buddy," Kitty whispered, Kurt made a small 'o'.
"I HEARD THAT! Kevin is not a drinking buddy; he is a colleague interested in the same things as I am!" Xavier snapped.
"Well that explains why you never have a date..."
"No! I mean like mutant welfare and the progression of mankind!!!"
"Suuuuure, like we're supposed to believe that."
"If you're gay, just admit it, Scott did when he was confused...."
"Hey! Don't put me into this! I never thought I was gay!"
"Then vhy'd you keep sneaking into my room and touching me all the time???!!!!!"
"I thought you were Jean!!!"
"So that's why you never come anymore," Jean mused.
"This is like, some real freakt shit-"Watch your mouth, Kitty!!!"
"Wow, Chuck, I never knew you were gay. I expected one eye to be, he keeps looking at my ass all the time. I never said anything about it because I just thought he was glaring at my back or something...." Wolverine stated.
"I have never looked at your ass! Except once and that was only because Kitty asked me too!"
"Like! Eeeewww, no I did not!"
"Ahem!!!" Professor Xavier coughed.
"I think we should be heading into things that matter, don't you?"
"If you say so, Gay Boy,"
"WHO SAID THAT??? BE WARNED I AM A TELEPATH!!! I WILL KNOW!!!!"
That's all for right now, 'm hungry and have to think about stuph, I'll update some more soon. Remember! Mutes have rights too.
Rogue smiled broadly as she snuggled into the leather seats.
"Merde! Is that champagne!!!!" Remy's accent shouted.
Pietro whistled.
"Cool! We have the dish ladies and gentlemen!!!!"
Pietro jerked the remote and switched on the television.
"Shut up pixie stick! And turn that thing off!" Rogue snapped.
Pietro yawned at her and began to rapidly flick the channels from one station to another.
"Listen to her!" Wanda growled and punched him quicker than he could see, grabbing the remote and turning off the telly in the process.
"Wanda! What the hell did you do that for?!!!" He cried grabbing his bleeding nose.
"Poor pixie stick's crying. Oh the wonder, the shame...." Rogue mocked.
The limousine suddenly stopped and the door wrenched open, getting multiple stares from the unaware passengers.
"Move aside you fool!!!" Mystique snapped and Remy, who quickly moved to the opposite side of the limo.
"Hey Ma," Rogue said with a grin.
"Shut up you dreadful child!"
"I guess she doesn't love me anymore..."
Mystique gave her a patient glare before continuing.
"It's time you all learned how to become apart of the real world," She said lightly.
"There's a ball being held by a renowned criminal by the name of Sokuvitch, we're going to crash his party." She smiled with her I'm an evil doer grin.
"And why shall we do that?" Rogue asked.
"It's what criminals do. Sometimes your brains can be helpful assets as well. I'll explain it while you're getting ready. Piotr is already waiting at the house."
Professor Xavier put his hands into a contemplative steeple; trying to be serious even though his star students resembled a deformed type of cotton candy.
(AUTHOR'S NOTE: THE FACT THAT THAT SOUNDED NAUGHTY DOESN'T MEAN ANYTHING!!! XAVIER IS STILL A NICE, SOBRE, AND-UH- RESERVED MAN. AND HE'S ALSO PROBABLY GAY)
"This ball is being held by Sokuvitch Navotckii, a Russian criminal lord. Usually we would have no hand in things such as this, but I have sources who confirm that a certain doomsday device is being discussed here. I have reason to believe that they may be planning something big.
"We are to infiltrate the ball, try to pick up information, and see what exactly is happening. There will be no fighting of any kind! Not until I am sure of what is happening. There are civilians attending this ball who have no idea of what might be transpiring. Are there any questions?"
Kurt raised his hand.
"Yes Kurt?"
"Exactly who is this source you're getting information from all the time?"
"That is no concern at the moment."
"It's probably, like his gay drinking buddy," Kitty whispered, Kurt made a small 'o'.
"I HEARD THAT! Kevin is not a drinking buddy; he is a colleague interested in the same things as I am!" Xavier snapped.
"Well that explains why you never have a date..."
"No! I mean like mutant welfare and the progression of mankind!!!"
"Suuuuure, like we're supposed to believe that."
"If you're gay, just admit it, Scott did when he was confused...."
"Hey! Don't put me into this! I never thought I was gay!"
"Then vhy'd you keep sneaking into my room and touching me all the time???!!!!!"
"I thought you were Jean!!!"
"So that's why you never come anymore," Jean mused.
"This is like, some real freakt shit-"Watch your mouth, Kitty!!!"
"Wow, Chuck, I never knew you were gay. I expected one eye to be, he keeps looking at my ass all the time. I never said anything about it because I just thought he was glaring at my back or something...." Wolverine stated.
"I have never looked at your ass! Except once and that was only because Kitty asked me too!"
"Like! Eeeewww, no I did not!"
"Ahem!!!" Professor Xavier coughed.
"I think we should be heading into things that matter, don't you?"
"If you say so, Gay Boy,"
"WHO SAID THAT??? BE WARNED I AM A TELEPATH!!! I WILL KNOW!!!!"
That's all for right now, 'm hungry and have to think about stuph, I'll update some more soon. Remember! Mutes have rights too.