Disclaimer: ..Since this is the last chapter, I DON'T CARE ANYMORE!!! WHEE!!!!
(An: Well, technically speaking, this is the last chapter of this madness. There's going to be one more after this, but that's just credits and deleted scenes and all that nice junk. So-o, the OC's are partying because they finally get to go home and bug their creators.. ain't that great?
Jazz: What about me? I don't get to leave!
M.A.: That's your problem! Everyone else is shellin' out! WEHAY!!! -goes off to party-
Jazz: -sighs-
M.A.: -returns a few minutes later with several cans of MD- Responses.. hmm lessee: Di: Alice IS cool -nods-. I only want to write it because I feel deprived of Cheshire/Alice stuff, which makes me sad. And because the game is bloody AWESOME! ..Oooh! That sounds cool! I'll help, yep yep I will! Wolfie: Jeez girl, take a breath alreadah! That's not healthy! EE'ers.. for some reason the last chapter wouldn't load last night. I tried four times then and this morning the document seems to have disappeared. Soooo sorry but you must check it out under EE's Skysong on FFN.. I know, it sucks. There's a bit of Jott bashing and soul-sucking demons in it! Come on, pleaaase? Let's end this, shall we?)
So, after the professor recieved proper medical care.. and stopped twitching so much, he confronted the group about the band. Yes, he knew.. somehow. And yes, he was P.O'ed.
He was so P.O.'ed in fact that his head looked like you could fry an egg on it, and there was a tic going under his left eye.
"You really should get that looked at, professor-head," said M.A. "I left a twitch like that go and I had it for about three months. Not pretty." She nodded solemnly.
"Grrrr..." said the professor, who was twitching all over now.
"Actually, it was more like that," said Kitty.
M.A. cocked her head to one side. "Yeah, you know, you're right."
"SHUT UP!" screamed the professor. "You guys disobeyed me! Is that good?!!!!!" No one responded. "NO NO, YOU SILLY MONKEY PEOPLE, NO!" He pounded his fists on the armrests of his chair. "THE X-BAND IS DEAD! CAPUT! FINITO! NO COMPRENDE, SENHORR!"
There was a group blink, then everyone in the room said, "Yes professor-head."
"AND STOP CALLING ME THAT!!!!" There was now a large pulsing vein sticking out in the professor's head.
Ororo sighed and walked over to the professor and wheeled him out, saying, "Now let's get you calmed down before you have an annuerism, hmm?"
Since I did it in the last chapter of the original, let's see what everyone's thinking, shall we?
Logan: Rodna, Rodna, wherefore art thou Rodna? Maybe the power of my LOVE will call her back to me! All you need is love!
Ororo: -mental twitch- Foot-long hotdogs.. why does the author DO this to me?!
Hank: The penguins are coming to eat me.. they've eaten Shakespeare and now they want me... AAAAHHHH!... Why do I smell like shaving cream and Ororo's perfume?
Professor X: Goddammit, where's my tinfoil hat?! I need my tinfoil hat! They're reading my mind again!!!!
Kurt: Please don't let the author hear me.. I don't want to go back to her basement.. but I need AMANDA!!!!
Kitty: Man this sucks.. the author is a Kurtty shipper.. my life is a living hell.
Jean: -mental (and literal) drool..........-
Scott: -ditto.....-
Rogue: I hate my life.. sadistic authors, stupid (but sexy) swamp rats, angsty crap, when does it END?! Huh, HUH?!
Ray: Stupid pointless cameos.. stupid Rob... Stupid authors.. stupid LIFE!
Rob: Stupid pointless cameos.. stupid Ray... Stupid authors.. stupid LIFE!
Sam: WHY won't the author write a me/Rahne pairing? WHY?! And why do I get such stupid thought-processes?!
Bobby: ...... -whooshing noise-
Amara: Why does the author hate me? Hmm? That's all I'd like to know. Is that too much to ask?
Jamie: -elevator music, interspersed with "What's a hooker?"-
Jubilee: God, Logan's hot... why am I thinking that? I really need to stay away from the Jack Daniels.
Rahne: Why does the author repeat so many of her jokes? Uh.. I mean.. must protect pack!
Lance: What does the author have against me? I've never done anything but love Kitty! The author sez no no, but I sez yes yes.
Fred: Blob smash!
Wanda: Why does the author have all these pairings for me and Pyro? None of them make sense! I've only met Pyro once before, and I LOATHE Todd... Wait.. is that Magneto?! -THE RAGE-
Todd: Mmm... flies... mmm.... birds... mmm... Wanda... (Now here's the part where I'd slap duct tape over his mouth and drag him away due to bad thoughts.. but why in HELL would I want Toad?)
Tabby: What was the point of putting me in here? I barely got ANYTHING! Heck, what was the point of putting me in Evo in the first place?!
Magnus: Maybe I can just edge out of here before Wanda sees me.. please?
Pietro: -ditto-
Piotr: Why am I on the X-men again? ...Oh right, Ilyana! That's it!
Remy: Why does the author ship Romy? Why can't she fix me up with someone nice.. like a potted plant?
Pyro: Come on baby light my fire! FIRE?! Burn burn burrrrrrn!!!!
M.A.: Why am I writing down what I'm thinking? I already know... (Yes, indeed, why am I?)
Katie: -several songs are playing at once- This'll show these stupid telepath people!
Alie: Oh my god Pyro's so HOT!!! And so is Remy.. mmm... You know, now that I've met Daph, I should probably get back to my stories.. hmm... NAH!
Alix: My god, this was fun! Now I'll actually know what it looks like when Sam and Pie mack!
Jazz: If the author dislikes me so much, why am I in all her stuff?
Alistor: If you think about, nobody really likes me. In the stories I'm an annoying Gary Stu that's everywhere, and in the figment part of my existance, I annoy and blow things up.. Cool!
Daphine: Does dis mean dat I have to go back to my miserable existance in OC Limbo? I doan wanna!! It scary dere!
Ky: Longview WA.. why does this hold such meaning for me??? Never mind! I have no time for this! I must get out of here and cleanse the smell of good from me!!! As we watched, Ky ran off screaming about sacrilige and stuff. (Jazz: Sacrilige stick! M.A.: -growls- What in the world is a bloody sacrilige stick?!)
But anyway..
Pythona: Do doo do, da da da... I wonder, will my author ever stop beating around the bush with me and Kurt?
Sam: I need to kill my author.. really I do. It's just penance for killing me, after all.
"Well, we've had the final thoughts part," said Rogue. "What now?"
"We wait for the Plot Device, of course," replied M.A.
A FEW MINUTES LATER
"Well?!" asked Rogue.
"Wait for it.."
Suddenly, a large portal appeared and sucked all of the dimension hoppers back to wherever they came from.
Rogue dusted off her hands. "I think I speak for everyone when I say thank god that's over."
Everyone else in the room chorused "Amen sister."
"Stop talking in unison like that," said Rogue. "Seriously, it's creepy."
FAAAR, FAAAR AWAY, THE SEWERS
Evan panted and leaned against a wall. "Finally, away from that goddamn alliga-"
"EVAN!" shrieked Jem.
"AUGH!" And with that Evan ran off screaming.
EVEN FARTHER AWAY, SOME OBSCURE PRIVATE ISLAND
Sue Anna (tm) sighed and stretched out on her beach chair. Finally, the madness is over. Apocalypse and Mesmero are being digested, and I'm in the most restful place in the world.
She held up a sign reading, "Slaves!"
Rodna, Rondey, and all their little hamster children came scurrying over to where Sue Anna (tm) was sitting. She held up another sign. "Fetch me a drink, slaves. And some of those waffles."
HALFWAY ACROSS THE UNIVERSE, APOCA..WHATEVER HE IS'S SECRET CLOSET LAIR (TM)
Apocalypse and Mesmero had been returned to their normal forms by the gods of fanfiction.
They were both quite relieved.
However, they were NOT relieved about where the sadistic said gods had sent them.
They were stuck in a white room, where a large purple dinosaur-ish thing was dancing around and singing. One of the walls was a screen, which was playing a loop of Dallas, Passions, Dynasty, and -insert other crappy shows here- reruns.
There was also Barry Manilow music playing through the speakers when the dinosaur collapsed from lack of oxygen from time to time.
(So that was that! The X-band part Deuce! -insert corny saying here- Next chapter will just be a wrapup, as I've mentioned. Zany Quote: "Please sir," Eowyn begged. "I am in great unrest, and I cannot lie longer in sloth." The Warden blinked and stared at the crazy woman before him. "Does it look like I give a flying rat's arse about your unrest? But I can give you a sloth, if you'd like," the Warden took a furry South American mammal out of his Jansport hiking backpack and shoved it into Eowyn's arms. "I hope that satisfies your sexual needs.")
