Disclaimer: I don't own it If i did, i wouldn't be posting this here
WARNING! Romantic Lemon and some suggestive themes. Aw, who am i kidding. Its just freaking hilarious.
About a couple weeks ago. A strange twist of fate hit young nightcrawler. He had met a girl so beautiful, that his tail, (and maybe another kind of tail:S) may has well have ripped through his denim jeans and slapped him in the face.
One night things go interesting...very interesting...
In a building...or something...him and he got locked (A/N: Surrrrre...locked...) in a janitors closet.
Things began to get hot and heavy... before they know it they're stripping each other down.
(A/N keep in mind its dark. Dat means no tail freakin out everybody.)
Nightcrawler's Thoughts: I can't believe it! I finally get the girl I've always dreamed of...i feel so happy i could-
POOOOOOOF>>
Nightcrawler: HUH! What just happened? Where am I? Kinda drafty.
Little Boy: LOOK MOMMY! A NAKEY MAN WITH A TAIL LIKE A DOGGY!
Nightcrawler: 0.o
screams like little schoolgirl>>
Nightcrawler: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
Amanda: Oh my GOD! YAY! NAKED NIGHTCRAWLER!
Jumps on Nightcrawler>>
Nightcrawler: What the- WHO ARE YOU?
Amanda: Your future wife! You aren't Alan Cumming are you?
Nightcrawler: 0.o Who? OH MY GOD! I 'M IN THE FOOD COURT IN A MALL! MUST...FIND...WEST 49! AND GOOD GOD MY TAIL IS SHOWING!
Kristie: Yeah...You may want to cover that...
Carson: It's kinda creeping me out, too...
Nightcrawler runs to West 49>>
Nightcrawler: Dammit...I don't Have my wallet...
sigh>>
Nightcrawler:When in Rome...
dashes out>>
Employee: HEY!
Runs into a random store>>
Nightcrawler: OK. I think I'll be safe in...
glances up>>
Nightcrawler: EB GAMES! AWWWW, CRAP!
Mark: HEY! Never insult EB Games! I'm putting you in this situation! You don't want the author to, I dunno...make you lose your clothes...the cops find you...
Nightcrawler: OK! OK! Jeez!
Mark: Now to make things interesting here comes the SWAT team to catch the freak with the tail...
Nightcrawler: WHAT! NO FAIR!
Mark: You're right, here comes the Army.
Nightcrawler: WHAT!
Mark: Have fun!
walks off>>
Nightcrawler: Hold on! I forgot i can teleport! 1...2...
Mark: Not so fast!
Nightcrawler: HEY! GIVE ME MY POWERS BACK YOU-
Mark: teleports Hey this is cool! Can You catch me? Can ya?
Nightcrawler: HEY!
Mark: Fine... Here you go. But until you escape you can't teleport outside the mall.
Nightcrawler's Thoughts: Don't Give him ideas...Go with it.
Nightcrawler: Fine.
Mark: Buh Bye.
Nightcrawler: Ok..
teleports to Spencer's Gifts>>
Nightcrawler: Wow this store doesn't seem as naughty as they say! Look They have a free coupon towards a lengthening of your- OH MY GOD THIS PLACE IS SICK!
teleports to...Zellers(?)>>
Nightcrawler: This place always smells like something... kinda like Best Buy..
Martha Stewart: Want a free sample of my new fabric?
Nightcrawler: Aren't you supposed to be in jail?
Martha: SHH! You want the whole world to hear?
Teleports to Burger King>>
Nightcrawler: I am kinda hungry...HEY! The Exit! Oh but i don't feel like cooking when i get home... Decide Nightcrawler!
Whopper?
Home?
Whopper?
Home?
AAAH!
Steals another persons Whopper and makes a dash for the door>
Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
Makes it out and teleports immediately>>
Nightcrawler: Ahh...Finally home to the institute...
Amanda: Hey hun! You're home!
Nightcrawler: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!