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: "I'm too sexy" is © Right said Fred

Ok, this chapter will most likely make half my audience disturbed and drive the other half into a YAOI-esque frenzy. For those, enjoy. Everyone else, prepare to shudder…

Two guys went on stage…

As Kurt and Scott nervously got on stage they looked around a bit and saw that most of the female X-Men and Misfit's had cameras out and that Perfection was fighting with Wanda about whether or not she even needed one.

"I zink we may have chosen a very bad song." Kurt said as he looked over the audience.

"No I think the song was fine, letting Pietro do our costume's and choreography, that was a mistake." Scott said as he looked at his leather jacket and pants and Kurt's spandex pants and leather jacket.

"Ja, that much I could have told you." Kurt groaned.

"Okay boys. The music starts now!" K2 said from behind as he dimmed the lights.

I'm too sexy for my love too sexy for my love

Love's going to leave me

Kurt started bopping and weaving like a lunatic, much to the Cobra's despair.

"Remind me to never insult the Xamot and Tamox's dancing ever again." Cobra Commander said as he was seemingly hypnotized by the horrible dancing.

"Yes…" Destro agreed

"Wish I could reach my money." The Baroness said, struggling to free herself. Everyone in the compound cast a glare at her.

"You strip and you get twelve extra hours in the Danger Room." Logan warned the boys over the music.

And I'm too sexy for your party

Too sexy for your party

No way I'm disco dancing

I'm a model you know what I mean

And I do my little turn on the catwalk

Yeah on the catwalk on the catwalk yeah

I do my little turn on the catwalk

"You know this one's not half bad." Emma said from the side lines.

"It's a blatant call for attention." Blind Master said in a huff.

"I don't think it's so bad." Whithalf said bopping along to the music as if it where a Brittany Spears song.

I'm too sexy for my car too sexy for my car

Too sexy by far

And I'm too sexy for my hat

Too sexy for my hat what do you think about that

I'm a model you know what I mean

And I do my little turn on the catwalk

Yeah on the catwalk on the catwalk yeah

I shake my little touche on the catwalk

"WHOOO!" Jean and several other X-Men females shouted from the sides.

"TAKE IT OFF SCOOTER!" Tabitha yelled.

"12 Hours!" Logan shouted to remind the two on stage.

'Cos I'm a model you know what I mean

And I do my little turn on the catwalk

Yeah on the catwalk on the catwalk yeah

I shake my little touche on the catwalk

I'm too sexy for my cat too sexy for my cat

Poor pussy poor pussy cat

I'm too sexy for my love too sexy for my love

Love's going to leave me

And I'm too sexy for this song

The two young X—Men left the stage panting as Perfection picked up his mic and started to talk.

"All right who the heck enjoyed the little freakish show of why music videos are looked down upon." Perfection shuddered. "Judges?"

"TEN!!!" Emma Frost shouted as she ripped off her over shirt and tossed it on stage.

"Okay, who gave her coffee?" Hawk asked as he came out with an empty pot of BA's coffee. Toad raised his hand a little.

"Riiiiight." Perfection eyed the seemingly insane Emma Frost and covered his mic as he leaned over to speak with DM, "After the show, drop her off at a cheap motel with a porno, some wine and a German Shepard."

"Oh, then call the police, right?" DM smiled evilly.

"But of course." Perfection turned back to the judges and nodded.

"It blew chunks. Zero points." Blind Master said with a cross face.

"I liked it. 6 points. Whithalf said as he weaved to an imaginary beat.

"Okay folks." Perfection said as he twirled the mic around his neck a few times. "Next up is, Todd, Lance, Pietro and Fred singing 'IN THE NAVY'!" Perfection's eyes almost bulged out of his skull, as did the other Scion's and Wraith's friends.