Misfits In Hawaii (Scott Too!)

"Alex honey, are you sure we don't need to go to the airport to pick your brother and his friends up?" Mrs. Masters asked as she finished polishing the living room table.

"Mom it's okay," Alex said. "They've got some uh, special transportation. You don't need to clean anymore! You should be relaxing. I mean you just had surgery!"

"My surgery was two months ago, I'm feeling much better," Mrs. Masters told him. "It was just a gallstone that was too big to come out. Besides I want everything nice and clean when your brother comes."

"Honey he's from the mainland," Mr. Masters groaned. "I'll think he'll just be happy there's no snow on the ground. You obsess too much over details."

A ding went off in the kitchen. "Ooh! My bundt cake is ready!" Mr. Masters went to retrieve it.

"Look who's talking," Mrs. Masters gave him a look. "Dear I know you're a professional chef but did you really have to bake twelve desserts?"

"Technically tea cakes are not a dessert," Mr. Masters defended. "But I want Scott and his friends to feel at home."

"Yeah they've been through a lot lately," Alex sighed.

"Well of course they have," Mrs. Masters dusted a little more. "First that awful Apocalypse, Washington DC, that monster Stryker and one of their own faculty members was murdered! Not to mention the riots and the trial! It's enough to drive anyone crazy!"

"Yeah and to top it off everyone there is still is being jerks about mutants," Alex sighed. "A lot of kids are afraid to even go outside the Institute into the town."

"Thank goodness it's not like that here," Mrs. Masters sighed.

"Yeah oh…" Alex hesitated. "Look I know you guys are proud of me and all, but could you do me a favor and not tell them about my…After school job if you get my drift?"

"All right but you really should tell your brother," Mr. Masters sighed.

"I don't see why you have to keep it from him," Mrs. Masters said. "He'd be proud of you."

"Look I know but don't want Scott to worry about me or anything. He's got enough troubles as it is and if he knew about…Well you know…He might overreact."

"Say no more," Mr. Masters nodded. "I just hope when he does find out he doesn't think the situation is too weird."

At that very moment Scott, along with the Misfits teleported right onto the newly polished living room table and fell on top of it, crushing it into splinters. "Oops!" Fred gulped. "Slight miscalculation here."

"Ya think?" Scott snapped at him.

"I told you cleaning that was a waste of time," Mr. Masters said to his wife.

"Hey Bro! Good to see ya!" Alex waved. "Nice entrance."

"Are you all right?" Mrs. Masters gasped.

"Mostly," Pietro removed a painful splinter from his butt.

"Uh, sorry about that Mr. and Mrs. Masters," Scott gulped.

"Scott please call us Mom and Dad," Mrs. Masters gave him a warm hug. "You know we think of you as family."

"What was that?" Mr. Masters asked.

"We have uh, teleportation device," Lance coughed. "It's kind of a secret though."

"Well we won't tell anybody, right?" Alex asked his foster parents.

"Actually we're quite good at keeping secrets in this family," Mr. Masters grinned. "Right Alex?"

"Uh yeah," Alex gulped. "Hey let's go outside and eat!"

"I see a lot of new faces here," Mrs. Masters looked at the Misfits.

"These are our new recruits," Althea introduced. "This is Lina Chakram, Dragonfly. Angelica Jones, Firestar. Spyder and Arcade. He's human but really good with computers."

"My goodness your team is growing," Mrs. Masters blinked. "It must be so nice for you Scott to make so many new friends."

"Yeah, it's a real joy," Scott said dryly.

"But this isn't all of you," Mr. Masters looked around. "Some of your adults aren't here and where are the babies?"

"Shipwreck and Cover Girl are watching my brothers," Althea told them. "They're not babies anymore. They've become full fledged toddlers and boy are they becoming a handful."

"Those sweet little boys? It's hard to believe," Mrs. Masters said as she led them out to the porch.

"Not that hard," Roadblock groaned. "Apparently you've never been woken up at four am by a whiffle bat."

"So why are you all in town?" Mr. Masters asked.

"Well my Aunt Shirley called me up and told me my cousin kind of got himself into some trouble," Fred explained. "So we all came down to kind of get him out of it. It's kind of a long story. You see…"

Suddenly a police jeep pulled up into the driveway. Inside was a tall muscular Native Hawaiian with a military haircut and a large sheriff's hat and tight uniform. In contrast sitting next to him was a pasty thin deputy with long shaggy brown hair and a shaggy beard.

"Hi Alex!" The deputy waved rather cheerfully. "We've come over!"

"They can see that you idiot," The sheriff groaned.

"Sheriff Lobo? Deputy Yokel?" Alex blinked as they came out and joined them on the porch. "What are you guys doing here?"

"Lobo? Sheriff Lobo?" Roadblock asked. "As in…?"

"Yeah as in the TV show," Sheriff Lobo muttered. "Gee, I've never heard that before!"

"There was a TV show called that?" Pietro asked. "I thought it was a comic or something."

"That too," Sheriff Lobo sighed. "But that's not why we're here. Some nut just robbed the bank and he's around here somewhere. I take it these are your friends?"

"Yeah this is my brother Scott and these are the Misfits and some members of GI Joe," Alex said.

"Uh this bank robber you talked about," Spyder blinked. "He wouldn't happen to be a real fat guy in a weird costume surrounded by a bunch of bugs would it?"

"Yeah why do you…?" Sheriff Lobo turned around. "Ask?"

There behind them was a huge man, much larger and fatter than Fred in the oddest costume they had ever seen. It looked like several pieces of different bugs had been sewn on him. Several different kinds of bugs surrounded him. He also had some strange jars on his back filled with more bugs and a vacuum like device attached to them. "So you thought you could trap me, eh Sheriff?"

"That was the general idea," Deputy Yokel blinked.

"Prepare to feel the wrath of…THE SWARM! HAHAHAHAHAHAAHA!" He oddly dressed character laughed.

"Oh no," Fred sighed. "Looks like Frankie's off his medication again."

"I'm gonna take a wild guess. That must be Blob's cousin," Scott observed. "Please tell me he's not a mutant."

"No, he's just crazy," Fred sighed. "Not to mention obsessed with insects."

"What's with the getup?" Lance asked.

"This costume symbolizes my many insect parts!" Swarm shouted. "The sting of the wicked wasp, the pincers of the cunning praying mantis, the shell of the cunning cockroach, the legs of the acrobatic grasshopper and the wings of the mighty monarch! Behold! I am the ultimate insect!"

"You're the ultimate something I'll give you that," Low Light remarked.

"Frankie stop making a fool out of yourself and knock it off!" Fred snapped.

"You can't tell me what to do Cousin! Insects! Attack!" Swarm shouted. Suddenly a horde of wasps, bees, locusts and flying ants zoomed out.

"EVERYONE INSIDE!" Scott shouted. Immediately everyone ran into the house and slammed the door shut.

"Holy crap look at all those bugs!" Lance shouted.

"Yeah I should have told you," Fred said. "He's got a way with insects. He can train them to do a lot of stuff. Do dishes and housework, rob banks, destroy towns. The usual sort of stuff. He's got issues. Everybody says he's got the worst temper in the family. Well next to Aunt Ralph and Uncle Bobo. Not to mention my cousin Luis, Cousin Rob, Aunt Lucy…Well you get the picture."

"Let me see if I get this straight," Scott looked at Fred. "In your family you're considered the mild mannered one?"

"Not to mention the skinny one!" Pietro said.

"Well actually yeah I am," Fred admitted. "I can't help it! I've always had a svelte figure!"

"Compared to what? A blue whale?" Pietro shouted.

"Where's Todd?" Althea shouted. "He's not inside! Where is he?"

"NOOOO! STOP IT YOU MURDERER!" Swarm could be heard screaming outside. "STOP EATING MY BABIES!"

"Oh," Althea breathed a sigh of relief.

"You know we all really should have seen that coming," Arcade remarked. They poked their heads out the door and saw that the insects pulled back. Todd was slurping a few more down.

"Oh man this is one of the best meals I ever had!" Todd grinned. "Hey Summers! We gotta stop by your bro's house more often!"

"Keep back you vile monster!" Swarm screamed as his insects retreated behind him. "Oh my poor babies! How could you do that!"

"Well it serves you right for attacking us like that!" Lina stomped her foot.

"Listen lady I…" Immediately Swarm stopped. "I…I have never seen such a beautiful woman in all my life! You are like a butterfly! You are exquisite! You are…"

"Spoken for!" Fred put his arm around Lina.

"NO! NO! It's not fair! Not fair! You always get the girls!" Swarm screamed.

"Am I in some kind of alternate universe or something?" Pietro looked around.

"A girl like that doesn't deserve to be in the hands of a runt like you!" Swarm shouted. "That's it! I'm pulling out all the stops!" He pushed several buttons and all the insects popped out. "Not that I wasn't gonna pull them out anyway when I was planning to challenge the local hero here! KIDS! I DON'T CARE WHAT IT TAKES! ZAP EM ALL! Well except for the girl with the wings over there but GET THEM!"

"Uh guys, I'm kind of getting a little full," Todd gulped as he saw the huge swarm. "A little help here!"

"Looks like we need you to do your thing, Havok!" Sheriff Lobo shouted to Alex.

"What thing?" Scott looked at Alex. "Havok? Alex is there something you'd like to tell me?"

"You're not gonna believe this…" Alex laughed nervously. "You see, I've kind of gotten a bit of a superhero gig in town. It's a long story…"

"You mean you're this town's own personal superhero?" Todd blinked. "Wicked!"

"WHAT?" Scott shouted. "How…?"

"It's kind of a long story…" Alex sighed.

"Let's just say with a deputy like mine I need all the help I can get," Sheriff Lobo moaned.

"This trip just keeps getting better and better," Scott groaned.

"TERMITE PATROL! ATTACK!" Swarm shouted.

"Termites? HEY GET OFF OF MY HOUSE! IT STILL HAS A MORTGAGE ON IT!" Mrs. Masters shouted.

"Here we go!" Althea shouted as the Misfits stared to use their powers to fight.

"Where the hell is a giant flyswatter when you need one?" Roadblock moaned.

"That mob back at the Institute is looking better all the time…" Scott groaned as he joined the fight.

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