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
Booyah: Grim will not appear. And as for Dracula, well I don't want to scar the poor dude any more than RW has so I'll leave him alone. Besides, Wraith has issues with vampires.
MCM: Just read and wait. As for how many there are; I though I made that clear in an earlier chapter. There are 13 Scions, and they cover 13 basic necessities of the universe.
Chybee
"So what now?" Perfection asked a few minutes after he had added monkey tails onto the crowd of protesters outside the mansion.
"You could remove the tails." Scott said as he continued to watch the angry crowd.
"Ah, don't worry it's not permanent." Perfection said dismissively.
"Well I don't think they care." Scott said as he turned away from the window.
"Hey they got what they deserved." DM said in affirmation of his friend's deed. "Besides, I would have turned K2 loose on the city."
"Whatever, it's not like today could get any worse." Scott huffed as he fell into a chair.
Meanwhile in the Pit, Some of the JOEs were busy looking over a strange new item they got in. It came in a large crate and was exceptionally light for it's size. The strange part though, was it's packaging and the note that came with it.
"I can't believe COBRA dug up an ancient evil…" Beach Head said as he read the note. "And don't want to exploit it."
"Well apparently…" Psyche out was busy looking at the second page of the note. "The creature inside was more than they could take, and it also removed Magneto's memory wipe."
"I wonder what's inside?" Wraith said as he suddenly appeared, causing the JOEs to jump a little.
"Stick you head in and see then." Beach Head said with a grumble.
"Good idea." Wraith said, "But you first." Wraith then tossed the ski mask wearing JOE right through the box, sending splinters of wood all over and in the center of the box was a cage with a sleeping read creature.
"What is it?" Psyche Out asked as Beach Head got up.
"Chybee." Wraith said as he backed away. "No one make any noise. This creature is as evil as you can get, he also happens to be Perfection's pet."
Just then Gung-Ho plowed a tank through the wall and accidentally shot the cage to pieces. The JOEs froze as they watched the smoke cloud clear from the cage, when it cleared they saw a little creature standing in it's place. It was barely two and a half feet tall and wore a small black shirt and pants with a blue belt. It had matted black hair and two horns sticking out of it's head. It was also looking around the room with an evil grin.
"Don't make eye contact." Wraith said in a warning tone.
"What, with this little thing?" Beach Head said with a mocking tone. "I don't see how he's so dangerous." Just then the creature rushed up to a green shirt who had made eye contact with him and latched onto the green shirt's leg and proceeded to wildly hump it.
"AHHH!!!!" The Green Shirt screamed , "GET IT OFF!!!!"
"Damn." Beach Head said in awe as he watched the creature unlatch from the poor sap's leg and began to tear wildly into the surrounding area and all it's elements.
"I'll get Perfection." Wraith sighed as he left.
"I'm bored." Perfection said as Jean came walking in the room and sat next to Scott. Seconds later Wraith popped up next to the couple.
"P. Your pet is loose on the JOEs' base." Wraith said in his usual tired tone.
"Aw, he must be making lots of friends." Perfection smiled brightly.
"You have a pet?" Jean asked, almost afraid of the answer.
"He has a demon of insane proportions." Wraith answered for his friend.
"Demon?" Wanda asked looking at Perfection with worry.
"It's better than Wraith's three headed Cerberus with the body under the control of the gay head." Perfection said with cringe.
"Yeah, but at least Jog has some manners and doesn't randomly hump people's faces or legs." Wraith shot back.
"What about Rag?" Perfection said defensively.
"I trained him to do that." Wraith explained in a simple tone as if it were common knowledge.
"Oh…" Perfection shrunk back a little. "Ok." He said as he snapped his fingers and Chybee appeared in his lap. "Chybee, behave."
"What the hell?" Scott said in a mix of fear and awe. "It's going to kill us all isn't it?"
"Don't be silly." Perfection said with a dismissive wave. "He's still teething, he won't be planning murders for another couple hundred years, then I have to start training him."
"What?" Scott gulped as he watched the small demon like creature jump up and start chewing on the end of the table.
"To not kill of course, right?" Wanda asked with a wary look.
"Of course, what'd you think I meant?" Perfection asked with a smile, then he notice Chybee chewing on the table end. "Chybee, no."
Chybee looked over at Perfection with a pair of puppy dog like eyes and began to whine a little. Perfection just sighed as he picked the demon like creature up and sat him between Wanda and himself.
"He needs a teething toy before I send him back to the Verge." Perfection said looking around curiously. Then he spotted the perfect thing to help his little pet. "Excellent."
A few hours latter Hank was trying to locate one of Forge's latest experiments. A metal rod capable of producing energy by simply absorbing radiation and turning it into harmless heat.
"Are you sure you left it down here?" Hank asked as he lifted the couch.
"Yeah." Forge said as he opened a closet. "Hi Jean, Hi Scott." Then he closed it once more.
"Quite a mystery, perhaps one of our guests took an interest in it." Hank surmised.
"I wouldn't be surprised if that K2 snatched it because he was jealous." Forge frowned.
"Try again mammal brain." K2 said as he floated by and Wanda wandered into the room.
"Wanda, my dear have you by chance seen a large silverish rod? It was lying prone against the wall here." Hank asked.
Wanda blinked for a few seconds before she realized what Hank was talking about. "About five feet long, white caps on either end, extremely durable?" She asked.
"YEAH!" Forge said. "So ,you've seen it?"
"Nope." Wanda said as she rushed back to the kitchen.
"I have this terrible feeling Perfection was involved." Forge said as he felt his face falter a little.
"I think that is obvious, now the only question is, what did he do with it?" Hank looked around curiously.
Back in the Verge however things were going a little crazy. Perfection had sent Chybee back all right, he sent him right into Astral's little corner.
"Somebody kill that freakish monstrosity!" The Scion of Order screamed.
"Oh come one Astral," Karma said as she scooped the frightened Chybee up in hr arms. "He's just a cute little baby." She then tickled Chybee's chin, "Yes he is, yes he is."
"God help me. Maternal instinct." Astral said as he slapped his face. "Look, just take that thing back to his home and make sure he's secured. He's already eaten half of my scrolls… again, ok?"
"Oh fine Astral, be a meanie." Karma said as she turned and made her way out.
Over her shoulder Chybee simple blew Astral a raspberry mad several rude gestures while laughing maniacally.
"I seriously hate that demon child…" Astral groaned.
