Disclaimer: I do not own the X-men or GI-Joe. The Misfits are Red Witch's unique blending of both shows. I also do not own The Three Stooges
(Will be touching on a few things from one of Red Witch's 'Know your Joe' fics. It covered everyone's favorite mess cook, B.A.)
Hawk, Duke, CoverGirl, and Shipwreck stood in Beach Head's office.
Shipwreck sighed. "So who gets to teach the maniacs this time?" he asked as they looked at a bulletin board with a bunch of stick pins.
Above it were written the words "Board of Doom."
Beach Head cowered in a corner rocking back and forth and sobbing into Sgt. Snuffles.
Hawk groaned. "Well, not him obviously. Whose idea was it to tie him up and make him watch 24 hours of Barney the Dinosaur anyway?"
Covergirl shared a grin with Duke. "Um, probably the Misfits."
"Why do I even bother asking… just don't do it again. Sadly enough we need him occasionally."
Shipwreck nodded. "If only as the butt of our jokes."
"Ha ha."
Lance, Todd, Althea, and the rest sat in the classroom.
Pietro shook his head. "Why do they even try? We wind up learning more without a teacher."
Wanda glared. "Somehow, I don't think teaching your own version of Sex Education is classified as learning."
"More like unnerving…" Althea said, shuddering. "Where did you get those pictures anyway? Never mind…"
"You'd be surprised what Dr. Mindbender had lying around."
"How did you… don't tell me, please!"
"Well, I did give them back a few hours ago…"
(insert divider line)
Meanwhile, at Cobra's base.
"What the…" Destro said as he looked around.
"Just shut up and untie me! This Teddy is chafing!" Cobra Commander yelled. Decorating his office were several pictures that defied imagination.
(insert Divider Line)
Larry, Curly, and Moe had their own conversation while that continued.
"Hey Moe, why are we here?"
"Something about learning about how to live in this modern world…. heck if I know."
Then he heard the conversation between Pietro, Wanda, and Althea. "If that's an example, I think I'd rather be ignorant."
As they continued to talk, the door opened. When they turned to look, they groaned. Except for Fred.
"B.A.!" He yelled and grabbed the short man in a bear hug.
B.A. struggled in his grasp. "Can't breathe."
"Sorry." Fred said and let him go.
"That's ok." B.A. said grinning after taking a second or two to breathe. Then he patted Fred on the back. "So, what shall we learn today?"
Althea sighed. "It had to happen sometime."
"I know! Let's go on a trip." B.A. said as he clapped his hands with glee.
"Then again, it might be good to get off the base."
"So where are we going, Teach?" Lance said.
B.A. scratched his chin. "How about France?"
Everyone blinked. "Why there?"
"Why, for the wines."
Lance sighed. "This is going to be a shopping trip disguised as a field trip isn't it."
B.A. stared at him in perplexity. "It is?"
