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(An: I got some suggestions! Whee!
Jazz: The author's on a bit of a sugar high owing to Spearmint Trident.
Ky: Isn't that sugarless?
Jazz: Yeah, but this freak here can get high off Trident white. -shrugs-
M.A.: It's not so much the sugar as the pent-up energy! Uh, let's see... If anyone didn't get the "burninate" thing, there's this game at homestarrunnerdotcom where you play this dragon. If you stomp ten peasants you get to BURNINATE things. In capital letters, like that. -nods-
Alistor: -Walks in and growls at author- DIE! -springs at her-
M.A.: -ducks-
Ali: -runs into a wall-
M.A.: What was that all about then?
Jazz: I think he's mad at you for the innuendo bit. -makes a face- I mean come on, me and Ali?
M.A.: Hey, K.T. said to fix him up with someone and Rogue was taken and Teren doesn't exist here! Okay, responses: Di: A nude beach? With Sue Anna (tm)? What fun! I'll put some you stuff in here.. hey, Daph got her own chapter! What is she complaining about?
Daph: Dere's not'in' to steal in dis place!
M.A.: SHUT UP! ETA: "Vicodine?" What is this "Vicodine?" Does not compute, honored sai.
Jazz: Ah yep. Sugar high. She's doing the "unrecognizable-Dark-Tower-references."
M.A.: I loathe you. Why did I hire you as my muse again?
Jazz: -launches into long and complicated explanation, which no one listens to-
M.A.: -sighs and shakes head- Why are all my OC's such idiots?
Jazz: -glares- Because you, yourself, are an idiot?
M.A.: What part of shut up do you not comprehend woman?! Meh. BTHC: I won't kill Ky, don't worry. Now as for what the characters do... Just kidding! I never kill off my chars!
Jazz: What about "Glitter?"
M.A.: I only wrote that to shut you up! Uh, anyway, how would Ky turn into a hawk? Sounds like a plausible reason to bring in Sue Anna (tm)! Yay! I love my creations..
Jazz: What about me? -tears-
M.A.: You suck. Shut up. Perhaps if you kept -quiet- for a while, I'd like you better. That way, I could listen to my -other- muse and actually get some -work- done. At the very least, you could take the duct tape off her mouth.
Jazz: -makes a zipping gesture and goes to set my OF muse free-
M.A.: Good girl. Okay, chapter time! I'm shooting for this story to be about as long as the original was on EE, in other words, about 25-ish chapters.)
=AT THE BROTHERHOOD HOUSE=
Wanda ran in, breathless and holding up a sheet of paper. "Hey guys!"
Ky looked over from where she was still asking Fred and Todd "Why?" over and over. Pie and Sam paused in their macking and Alix paused in her watching of their macking.
"What?" asked everyone in the room.
"We're going to VEGAS BABY!" She started doing a little victory dance. "I used my powers to win us a trip to VEGAS! Wahoo!"
Pietro jumped up with her and they started to do the victory dance together, until Todd tried to join. He got Hex-bolted into the wall.
=AT THE INSTITUTE=
Rogue ran into Remy's room, breathless and holding a sheet of paper. "Hey Remy!"
"Yeah?"
"We got a gig in VEGAS BABY!" She started doing a little victory dance. "Come on, Ah'm going ta tell the rest of the band!" She danced out, Remy close behind.
=A FEW MINUTES LATER, THE GARAGE=
The band was gathered in the garage. Rogue was still excited, but she was keeping calm. She could explode later. Right now, she had a reputation to upkeep.
"Okay guys, here's tha deal." She pulled down a chart and pulled out her "tell-your-band-mates-what-to-do" dry erase board (patent pending). "We got ourselves a gig in Vegas. We're opening for Celine Dion and Britney Spears."
There was the sound of crickets chirping as all the X-men's mouths hung open. Then they burst into laughter.
"You're joking, right?" asked Bobby after he calmed slightly. "I mean, I'm an idiot and even I know that can't be true."
"But it is," protested Rogue. "The original opening act (Nsync) died in a fiery explosion and they were desperate. So they hired us. They heard about our success with the BOB!!" Rogue blinked. "Where did that loud, announcer-ish voice come from?"
Scott spoke up. "We noticed that in the last story too." He nodded sagely.
Rogue blinked. "Oops, fergot somethin'." She went over and zapped Jott. "Someone should remind meh when Ah forget. Those two are so annoyin'."
The dimension-hoppers came down the stairs shouting, "We're going to VEGAS we're going to VEGAS!" over and over and over while doing the conga.
"How did you guys find out?" asked Remy.
They paused in their congo-ing to say in unison, "We're from another dimension. We know eeeeverything." Then they went back to congo-ing around the garage.
"Uh, so anyway, we're leavin' for Vegas in two hours. Is that enough time?" Everyone in the room nodded.
"But what about the adults?" asked Kitty. "What will they, like, do? I mean, like, the professor would never let us go to, like, Vegas!"
Rogue shrugged. "Oh, that's easy. For tha prof', all we havta do is turn on that DVD and turn him towards the sun and water him periodically. Ororo and Logan can come with us. And Hank still has those penguin-eating-Shakespeare-glasses. Or if he doesn't, we can just bring him with too."
"Like, okay," said Kitty, grinning.
"Now, we must pack!" Rogue stuck her finger in the air and made as though she was about to fly through the roof. Then she ran off to her room, everyone else close behind.
The dimension-hoppers just kept congo-ing.
=THE EVER CONTINUING JOURNIES OF APOCAROACH!=
Today we're reporting from a nude beach.
Apocaroach and Mesmeroach, ever hopeful, sprang from the black hole. They screamed at what they saw.
Sitting there was Freddy and Todd, both nakers. "MY EYES MY EYES!" screamed Apocaroach.
"IT BUUUUURNS!" shouted Mesmeroach. Both cockroachy super-villains were rolling around on the ground screaming.
Juggernaut (Jazz: We're calling him Juggernaut because the author doesn't know his real name. M.A.: Yes I do! It's uh.. Cain Marko, isn't that it?) walked up to Todd and Fred. He too, was nakers. "Hey, what are these things?"
Fred lowered his sunglasses and shrugged. Juggernaut shrugged as well and flicked the two cockroaches into the wormhole from whence they came.
Tune in next chappy for the ever-continuing "Journies of Apocaroach!"
(Yeah, I know that chapter was short, but I'm in shock here. School starts tommorow. I'm scared. I'm going to go drink MD Pitch Black and drown my sorrows in a sugar high. Zany Quote: "I know! I'll turn him into a flea! And then I'll put that flea in a box, and I'll put that box in a box, and I'll mail it to myself! And when it arrives, AH HAH HAH, I'll smash it with a hammer! Or, I could just save on postage and poison him with THIS!")
