Inter-LOAFERS!

By Xenomorph666

Disclaimer: I own only Perfection and Wraith.

DigitalMan and K2 are © My close friend.

Everything else is copyrighted to their correct owner.

Universe: Misfit-Verse

AN: "There's a tear in my Beer" is © to the Great Hank Williams. Also, I'm going to mock American Idol the entire way through. Take a guess at who my "Simon" is….

Shipwreck and Polly

As Shipwreck and Polly took the stage, the CORBA's who were buried up to their neck's in sand were only begging to understand how much torture they were going to go through. The Cobra Commander could only shake his head and sob as he watched the sailor and his bird set up a country western motif.

"I know sir I hate country as well." Destro said.

"No, it's not that, that motif is so AWFUL!" The Commander shrieked. Destro simply rolled his eyes and groaned.

"All right everbody." Shipwreck said over the speaker system, it seems that we have some special gust judges today. Courtesy of Perfection and his wonderful ideas at making this a contest ass well. Special Judge number one is: Blind Master!" Shipwreck pointed to the blind karate master who was busy twisting DM's hand away from his doughnut. "Second is heeeeerrr…" shipwreck pointed to Emma Frost, who was as confused as everyone else.

"I needed a grumpy Brit." Perfection shrugged as he attached a heavy adamantium chain to the psychic.

"And third," Shipwreck continued, "GENERAL WHITHALF!!!" Shipwreck nearly chocked on his own tongue as he read the name.

"Hello!" The general waved as he took his seat.

"Shoot me! I DEMAND TO BE EXECUTED!" The Cobra Commander shrieked as he saw Whithalf.

"Oh shut up." Wraith said as he kicked some dirt in the Commander's face.

"Remind me to kill you when I get out of here." The commander growled, to which Wraith simply laughed like a maniac.

"Okay, let's get this party started!" Shipwreck said

"Oh god no…" Destro whined

There's a tear in my beer

'cause i'm cryin' for you,

Dear you are on my lonely mind.

Into these last nine beers

I have shed a million tears.

You are on my lonely mind

I'm gonna keep on sittin' here

Until i'm petriified.

And then maybe these tears

Will leave my eyes.

There's a tear in my beer

'cause i'm crying' for you, dear

You are on my lonely mind.

Shipwreck and Polly both sang the song horribly off key. Although Wraith, DM, Perfection and Wanda (who Perfection had brought out) did not hear it through their earplugs. General Whithalf though, was applauding as he was completely tone deaf.

"MAKE IT STOP!" The Baroness screeched.

"Why isn't Blind Master hating this?" Lance asked as he noticed the karate master relaxing.

"Ninja Displacement trick." Althea said. "He started meditating before loud mouth sang and he's projecting himself somewhere else."

"I wish I could do that…" Arcade said as he slammed his head against a table.

Last night i walked the floor
And the night before
You are on my lonely mind.
It seems my life is through
And i'm so doggone blue
You are on my lonely mind.
I'm gonna keep on sittin' here
Till i can't move a toe
And then maybe my heart
Won't hurt me so.
There's a tear in my beer
'cause i'm cryin' for you, dear.
You are on my lonely mind.

"SHOOT ME NOW!" Cobra Commander screeched even louder as he started to cry.

"Excuse me, ghostly being." Destro shouted over the music.

"You want something?" Wraith asked as he came over.

"Kill me, please." Destro pleaded. "I'll do anything…"

"Well, sorry bubba, but I'm not here to take souls right now." Wraith patted Destro's head playfully.

"Just my luck…" Destro sighed.

Lord, i've tried and i've tried
But my tears i can't hide
You are (were?) on my lonely mind.
All these blues that i've found
Have really got me down
You are on my lonely mind
I'm gonna keep on drinkin' till i can't even think
Cause in the last week i ain't slept a wink
There's a tear in my beer
"cause i'm crying for you dear
You are on my lonely mind.

"Thank you, thank you." Shipwreck said as he and Polly left the stage.

Soon Perfection was up there clapping and making a fool of himself.

"All right, judges, what say you!" Perfection said in a cheesy game show host voice.

"It was horribly off key." Blind Master said "3 points."

"I loved it!" General Whithalf said "Most excellently executed sailor, 10 points!"

"WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING HERE!" Emma Frost shouted. "AND WHY CAN'T I USE MY POWERS?!"

"I stripped them." DM said with a smile.

"Points?" Perfection said as he zoomed over to her.

"ZERO POINTS! IT WAS CRAP, AND THIS ENTIRE 'CONTEST' IS POINTLESS! YOU'RE ALL TERRIBLE, I CAN GARUNTEE IT!"

"Well isn't she just full of life, folks?" Perfection smiled as he took the stage again. "Next up is: DM singing 'I believe in a thing called love'!"

"Shoot me now." Cobra Commander pleaded.