SCOTT'S TURN!!!!
".....Don't you have ANY big issues?!" Harold Grunchlier groaned. He had been having this seesion with Scott for about half an hour, and Scott had only said that the Xavier Institute was good.
"I don't wanna complain!" Scott smiled.
"Go ahead, complain." Harold sighed.
"It's okay." Scott smiled again.
"You're HERE to complain!" Harold moaned.
"No, really." Scott grinned.
"COMPLAIN, DAMMIT!" Harold yelled.
"Okay, okay! I guess i should start with my mutation." Scott began.
"Start with whatever you freakin' feel like starting with!" Harold glared.
"Um....okay? Well, I'm glad I can help people with my powers. They can really stop almost everything. There are some drawbacks sadly...I have to wear these glasses every day of my life. Otherwise, I'll blow somebody apart." Scott droned on, while the therapist started banging his head against the wall out of boredom.
"Can we move on?" Harold asked.
"Okay, I could talk about Jean!" Scott smiled.
"Fine! Talk about Jean..."
"Well, I've liked her since we met. But, she decided to go out with an egoistic, conceted, hate filled, popular jock named Duncan! Eventually, she broke it off with him.... And then Mystique abondoned me in the desert. Without my glasses so I could be blind! Then Jean saved me and we've been a couple ever since." Scott smiled.
"Y'know, I thought X-Men have hectic lives...." Harold sighed. 'You're so BORING!'
"We do! Every morning with the death threats, the attempted murders, the screams, the lack of food, Danger Room, it can get a little annoying around there." Scott sighed.
"You cope with this fine! WHY ARE YOU HERE?!" Harold asked,.
"I don't know. I've gotten over my issues." Scott smiled.
"THEN LEAVE!"
"I'm supposed to stay here for an hour!" Scott smiled.
"NO! I WILL NOT BE KILLED BY BOREDOM! GET OUT NOW!"
"What? Why?"
"SCAT! GET! GOOD BYE! YOU DON'T HAVE TO PAY ME IF YOU LEAVE!!!!"
"What did I do?!;
"LEAVE DAMMIT!" So, Scott left feeling very confused and rejected.
"That went better than expected!" Evan laughed.
"Ja!" Kurt laughed.
"Ah can't believe the new recruits got outta this..." Rogue gmuttered to herself.
"Like....I guess we're done?" Kitty asked. The others shrugged, and the X-kids/adults left the Therapy building. Nobody noticed the metal orbs landing.......
Okay, this is the end.I might make it a trilogy soI can do the Acolytes and BoM! Review this chapter to tell me if I should, okay? If I get no reviews, I won't do it! If I get any reviews telling me to, I will. Have fun!
ThessalyD:Thanks. This was short and not too annoying. But, being locked in a room with him.....
GothikStrawberry:It's fun. I always know when my mom's friends have mental issues, and she's great to talk to. Besides, I get great stories! She once had a patient who would walk down the street throwing quarters at people's heads....and he never missed.......True story!!!
Red Witch:I'm gonna! Sorry, I haven't updated. I've been busy reading your fics......anyway.......here's Scott, want BoM or Acolyte therapy?
EE's Skysong: Well, definitely in the sequel, if y'all want one! That chapter will dedicated to you, cuz you'll have to wait for a sequel!