Title: Good Help Is Hard To Find
Author: Dru
Fandom: X-Men: Evolution
Pairing: None
Summary: Magneto's Acolytes drive him batty once again.
Archive: Is you want it!
Rating: K+
Parts: 1/1
Status: Complete
Spoilers: Nope
Series/Sequel: Nope
Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men, or anything.
Authors notes & Warnings: Just a crazy thought that popped into my head while I was eBay-ing. Poor, poor, Bucket Head! It's just soooo hard to find good minions! WARNINGS to being short and Magneto having a breakdown.
Magneto pinched the bridge on his nose and counted to 10. It didn't help.
He glared at the pile of packages sitting on the floor in front of him.
They didn't disappear into thin air like he wished they would.
He turned sharply and bellowed for his Acolytes. "ACOLYTES! IN HERE NOW!"
Pyro, Gambit, Colossus, and Sabertooth all came seemingly taking their time.
"Have you people been giving out the address to my secrete base?" Magneto growled glaring at the assembled group.
"Oi! You mean me stuff came? Alright!" Pyro cheerfully pushed past Magneto to dig though the pile of packages.
"Gambit's packages come, mon ami?" Gambit asked stepping up behind Pyro.
The others rushed in to get their own packages too.
Magneto rubbed his face and tried to control the urge to kill all of them. "Does the work 'Secret' mean nothing to you people?"
"Well you are not letting us leave the base so how else are we to get new books and drawing paper and pencils if we do not shop online?" Colossus asked.
"Oi yeah! And I bought these great lighters on eBay!" Pyro said holding up a hand full of new lighters that he'd just pulled out of the packaging.
"Gambit found playing cards in bulk!" Gambit said cheerfully as he pulled out dozens of packages of playing cards from one of the boxes.
Sabertooth grabbed a box and glared at all of them before stalking off to his room.
"THE POINT OF A SECRET BASE IS YOU DON'T TELL ANYONE!" Magneto screamed glaring daggers at the three remaining Acolytes.
Pyro, Gambit, and Colossus blinked at him in confusion.
Magneto groaned and covered his face. "Out. Get out! All of you! Get out of my sight!"
The Acolytes all grabbed their things and trailed out muttering about being screamed for then kicked out.
"Sane people. I need to start working with sane people!" Magneto moaned falling down into his chair.
"Uh boss? Uh we got a situation going on out here, mate!" Pyro said sticking his head into the room.
"Did I not you tell you to get out?" Magneto snarled.
"Uh yeah but we just figured out what Sabes got in the mail. Catnip!"
Magneto banged his head against his desk.
"Mags? Maggie? Bucket Head? Bugger. Gambit! The boss man's broken again! We're on our own!" Pyro yelled as he backed out of Magneto's office.
"Merde!"
The End.
