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
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"So, when's this really bad dude going to show up?" Bobby asked DM as the Scions and Misfits walked into the mansion. It had been a day since the Scions told the two teams about the mysterious thirteenth Scion.
"Well, we don't know. He just shows himself when he's ready I guess." DM said, his eyebrows taking a look of discomfort.
"Oh." Bobby said looking a little afraid.
"Hey, don't worry kiddo, we Scions can take him no problem." Perfection said, trying to smooth the emotions out.
"Yeah, if by take care you mean distract." Wraith said grimly as he passed Perfection by.
"What's eating him?" Perfection asked, jerking his thumb in Wraith's direction.
"I made him sit down with Freddy for a bit and talk about his issues." DM smiled a little.
"Asshole." Wraith grumbled as he vanished.
"Seriously where does he go when he does that?" DM asked again.
"I wish I knew, but he always comes back with little umbrella drinks…" Perfection said as he wandered off in a random direction.
With in a few minutes he came upon Storm and Shipwreck. Storm was, as always, fighting off Shipwreck's clumsy and idiotic advances. Perfection couldn't help but giggle a little at the grown man's attempts. When Storm finally left the room in a huff of anger, Shipwreck finally noticed Perfection's giggling form.
"Like you could do any better." Shipwreck said with a tinge of annoyance.
"Well considering I am in the middle of wooing Wanda. No, but I could give you a few pointers." Perfection said with a smile.
"Oh, and what's a twenty some year old punk gonna teach me that I don't already know?" Shipwreck said with a proud air.
"Seven thousand, technically." Perfection corrected the sailor.
"Come again?" Shipwreck asked, a little confused.
"I'm more like seven thousand years old technically. I've never bothered to do the math." He smiled a little. "So you want some help?"
"Wait, seven thousand?! She's only barely eighteen!" Shipwreck said as he went into over-protective-father-figure mode. "No WAY! Are you going to date her!" he screamed.
"Uh, technically isn't it up to her?" Perfection asked scratching his head in general confusion.
"NOT WHEN IT'S A CRADDLE ROBBER!" Shipwreck bellowed, and soon the people of the house came running.
"What's going on here?" Logan asked looking on as Shipwreck pointed an accusing finger at the confused Perfection.
"Still trying to figure that one out." Perfection said with his usual ear to ear smile.
"Pops?" Althea asked as she came in and saw her dad's angry veins popping out, then she asked Perfection, "What was the last thing you told him?"
"Just my general age." Perfection looked at the furious father and shrugged "No biggie, right."
"Depends." Althea said quickly circling her father. "How old are you?"
"Around seven thousand give or take a millennia." Perfection shrugged.
"Wow, that's… old, yo." Todd said as he came in.
"So?" Perfection asked, confused still.
"SO!" Shipwreck shrieked as he snapped out of his angry pose. "SO I FORB…" Just then Wanda came into the room and an idea flashed into Shipwrecks mind, "I FORBID WAN…" The next thing that came from the house was the sound of Shipwreck being launched into high orbit, straight into the ceiling.
"Don't even try it." Wanda said as she came down from her small bit of anger. Everyone else came out from their hiding spot. "And thanks Althea."
"Thank the triplets, they made it." Althea said as she used an odd device to pull Shipwreck from the ceiling. Then DM suddenly appeared to investigate.
"Nice, what is it?" He asked, poking at it curiously.
"It's a gravity flux device." Althea said. "I just used it to knock my pops into the ceiling before he said something really stupid."
"Like?" DM asked still looking at the device.
"That he would absolutely forbid Wanda from dating Perfection." She said smiling.
"But he already did that." Perfection said as several anime-esque tears poured from his face.
"Did he say the whole thing?" Althea asked.
"No…" Perfection said, then he caught on and a pair of small horns grew out of his head. "No... AWAY!" Then he and Wanda were gone.
"Why'd you do that anyway?" DM asked Althea as the audience dismissed themselves.
"I owed him for letting that Vile guy show me some new moves, that and he makes Wanda happy." Althea said smiling.
"Really?" DM sounded surprised.
"Yeah, she actually woke up today and was smiling. She never smiles in the morning." Althea said as she drug her father away.
DM just smiled as he realized his friend was finally succeeding in his goal. Then the question of why she would smile in the morning came to him and a sense of sheer dread came over him.
"PERFECTION! WHAT DID YOU DO!" DM said as he passed through a portal and onto a dance floor with his Wanda and Perfection dancing up a storm.
"Oh, she's a dancing queen." DM said in shock as he watched them do the tango, the waltz and another dance he would never pronounce correctly because it was in French. When the couple finished Perfection noticed DM and walked over to him with Wanda.
"What now?" He asked, expecting the worst.
"Nothing, this what you two were doing last night?" DM asked with a smile.
"No." Perfection said as DM's smile faded. "I took her to another world last night." DM was beginning to get worried. "It was magical, sensational and wondrous." Perfection's eyes started to take an anime type look.
"Ok…" DM said looking at his friend, a little frightened.
"He took me to a place down south." Wanda said batting the back of Perfection's head. Now DM was really worried, but thankfully Wanda was smart enough to realize what he was asking. "Oh, no, not that south. He took me to an amusement park."
"Oh." DM sighed. "Good, now keep an eye out for trouble, ok."
"You know I will!" Perfection said, still oblivious to what the conversation was about.
"I was talking to her." DM said in all seriousness.
"Hey!" Perfection complained as his friend disappeared.
"Come on!" Wanda said, tugging on Perfection's arm as the music started again. "It's a slow dance now." Perfection immediately followed.
Sorry for the long wait. Some medical issues have been getting to me. I'll have another chapter up around tomorrow or Saturday.
