Mandatory Disclaimer: I don't own X-men or Ghostbusters so don't sue me – besides, I don't own anything interesting.

ANYWAY here's my chapter two. I'm so proud beams. Anyway, I know this is going to seem a little random and disjointed to begin with because I'm jumping around everywhere. But there is an explanation. I've had a lot of ideas collecting up for characters for a very long time so I want to put them all into the light of day.
To explain, this little clip takes place in a little townhouse somewhere in Edmonton. Hopefully I'll fully pound out the details later of exactly why it's there and who lives there, but right now, there are five friends, all mutants. Conner, Maria, Lynn, Raven, and Jimmy, (I love these guys to bits because I have so much fun with them. : P)

By the way, I'm really trying to improve my writing style so any constructive criticism is great, but I will only use flames to roast marshmallows!

Chapter 2

If there's something strange in the neighborhood,

Well, who you gonna call?

GHOSTBUSTERS

"Jimmy, if you don't turn that shit off – I swear I'll lynch you on the next foggy night!"

"Turn it off or suffer Jimmy!"

If there's something weird and it don't look good,

Well who can you call?
GHOSTBUSTERS

No, I'm not 'fraid of no ghosts…

"If that's not turned off by the end of the fucking chorus, you will be a ghost and you will be 'fraid'!"

Oh I'm not 'fraid of no ghosts…

"Hey Jimmy… turn it up I want to hear the girls yell some more!"

Lisa laughed over her coffee mug and rolled her hazel eyes at her breakfast companion. "As much as I love listening to our house mates wake like this, if you don't turn it off soon, you're not only going to find yourself in the tree - alive being optional - but I'm also going to have the Ghostbusters theme in my head all day."

"There is no such time that is not a good time for Punk Ghostbusters woman!" The offending Jimmy, a floppy looking 24 year old in worn jeans and a Che Guevara shirt struck a heroic pose in the middle of the cramped kitchen and was about to launch into a dramatic speech about the virtues of punk covers of hit 80s songs in the morning, when he noticed the cheep linoleum flooring seemed farther away.

"Jimmy dearest…" Jimmy winced visibly at the strained sarcastic voice, "Whatever have I told you about blaring your music before I've had coffee?" A now upside-down Jimmy found himself looking into the brown eyes of his (slightly disheveled) room-mate Raven.

"Sorry, but all the blood is currently rushing to my head, and I can't recall."

"Then see if you remember after an hour…or two, upside down." She muttered shuffling to the coffee maker and pouring herself a cup of the life-giving liquid.

"You can do better than that Rav'. Come on, that was the most half-hearted threat I've ever heard you say! Even at 6:15 you should be able to scorch me." Raven glared at Jimmy who yelled as he soared from the kitchen ceiling, over the head of an amused Lisa, out the patio doors and into the oak tree that dominated the postage stamp backyard of the townhouse.

"That was a little harsh for this early in the morning." Lynn frowned over her muffin at Raven.

"Are you kidding? He pissed off an irate telekinetic this early," Raven started counting his mistakes of the morning ticking them all of with her long fingers, "Not to mention he didn't give me any time for coffee before hand, and he did the same thing to Conner and Maria."

"It's that or the alarm, and I don't see Conner or Maria tossing him in a tree."

"Well Conner and Maria aren't the tossing-in-a-tree types. Besides, I had no problem waking up, I mean hell, I wanted to wake up! Just not like that…" she trailed off distractedly as she watched the hapless Jimmy clinging with all his might to the top branch of the oak tree.

"You still having nightmares?"

"No, but close enough." She sighed and rubbed her temples, "I just keep dreaming of all the loose ends…" Loose ends like parents who hate me, a sister that I haven't seen since she was 9, and a stream of dead end relationships, she added to herself. "Ever noticed life's a bitch for those who stand out?"

"Life's a bitch to all those who expect it to be, hun." Lisa amended sadly.

"You're far too motherly."

"Well where would you be without my motherly guidance?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Lets see… Fred – tequila shot, pretzels, and a hot ass."

"Not to mention a degree in philosophy so he could think of new ways the great divine could get him a job."

"And an overbearing mother who wouldn't leave him – or more importantly – me, alone."

"I liked his mother!"

"You never even met her! You met Kevin's mother, remember?"

"Oh yeah…"

"HEY! A LITTLE HELP HERE?" The two girls burst out into hysterical laughter while they watched Jimmy hang from a branch half way down while his legs eagerly attempted to reach the next branch below him.

Ok, so there you go. Right now, I'm desperately trying to figure out what chapter 3 is, (I'm have a couple of ideas, of chapters to come, but I don't know whether to wait until later when things make more sense, or now because I can,) so bear with me here.

Please Please PLEASE review! Again, this is my first story I'm putting into the light of day, so I'm going to need as many reviews as I can get to tell me how I'm doing!

Thanks!