HI! I'M NOT DEAD! I home sick today so I thought that I should update and I have chosen this story because I'm all high on cough medicine and am starting to feel their affects. So here goes.
Chapter 8: Crazy Insane Psycho Killer Professor
"Why did you have to let him go? Why? Why? Why?" my best friend Liz whined.
"Because we have 3 more people that we have to do that's why!" I yelled at her.
"Whose next twinsy?" she asked me.
"Professor Charles Francis Xavier," I told her.
"Francis? Francis?" she said. She suddenly started laughing.
"Hello," said someone at the door.
"Whose there?" Liz asked.
"Um Liz look down," I said.
"Oh he's in a wheel chair. Now I see him," she said.
"Uh hu."
"So do you have dodo bird?" he asked us.
"No but can I ask you something," Liz said.
"Yes of course good doctor lady," he said.
"Do you use a floor buffer to make your head so shiny?" she asked him.
"You can actually tell. You don't know how many people don't notice how much extra time I put in to look my best for them. Well when you're an old bald guy you don't have a lot things to do. Did I mention that I have minions?" he asked us.
"Minions? You have minions! I used to have minions but then I moved on to high school and they're still back in Shawnee. They're in the band. But next year I shall have my minions back!" Liz said with an evil laugh.
"Do you make your minions do every little thing that pops into your head?" Professor Xavier asked her.
"Yes! One time I told one to go get me soy latte and they actually did. So then I drank it than spat it back out and said, 'what were you thinking I don't like soy lattes I don't even like regular lattes!' so then I hit 'em and said to go buzz off," she explained. "So what do you tell your minions to do?"
"I have them go and 'stop' the bad things. They're super heroes. Everyone thinks that I'm just an old rich guy who owns a boarding school but guess what they're wrong. In my basement you think that there would be books. Right? Wrong! I have weapons of mass destruction. They're so much fun to play with and there's tons of buttons. I love pressing buttons. So do your minions get benefits?"
"Is that an innuendo?" she asked. I smacked my forehead with my hand.
"Of course not! I'm just wondering if they have dental plans or anything like that?" he explained.
"Not really unless you count that if they do everything that I ask them to do then I don't kill them," she said. "Do you have any long term goals for your minions?"
"Well just between you and me one day I want to take over the world," he said. "Everyone thinks that I'm trying to prevent Magneto taking over the world when in fact I'm just stopping him so I can take over the world."
"I think that I'll try that someday," Liz said. A bell went off somewhere in the background.
"Well time's up Professor please pay the lady at the desk and schedule your next appointment. After that don't call us we'll call you," I told him. "Since you were so nice you get to pick something out of the great big box." I handed him the therapist box.
"Hey gee thanks I think I'll take this wig," he said reaching in and putting it on. "What do you think? Is blond a good color for me?"
"The best," I said opening the door for him.
"Hey foxy mama what you say me you and a romantic candle lit dinner my place then we can go in my limo," he said trying to hit on the lady at the desk.
"Go away you old pervert!" she said.
"Guess she couldn't handle my animal magnetism."
Well next chapter is what most of my fans have been waiting for. That's right Jean's therapy session. It will hopefully help all of you Jean/Jott bashing haters ect. Understand what she's really like.