"I Tried"
Furor Paxx (VulgateOfEarth@hotmail.com)
Chapter 6- Explanations
"So you're saying that your boyfriend, Kaysin Prettyboy has a twin brother, Jaysin."
"Yep. And it's Dantzler."
"And Jaysin looks like dad."
"Uh huh."
"So what does Kaysin look like?"
"Um... Kaysin."
"They aren't identical twins?"
"No."
"Good."
"Really."
The brother and sister sat in silence, neither looking at each other.
"This is getting complicated, isn't it?"
"Yeah."
The silence between them grew, punctuated by Kurt and Toad's rather memorable attempts to sing all the long notes in Chevelle's 'Comfortable Liar.' Everyone assumed that Toad was trying to hint something to Pietro and Kurt, but as usual, they just weren't getting it.
"They're getting a bit happy with my CDs, aren't they." Pietro stated. Kurt had dragged Pietro immense collection from upstairs and was busy memorizing every song from every CD. Even though Pietro had told him that even if he sang like a lark, he'd never be able to make half those songs sound decent. Kurt didn't sing like a lark. Toad sang better than Kurt and not even Pietro could admit otherwise. German accents did not work well with metal, rock and electronica. Not at all. Todd figured, at least he could keep the absolute worst songs from Kurt... or so he claimed. Since Lance was outside with the electric sander, he couldn't tell the difference. Toad had adopted a pair of earmuffs, claiming that his ears were cold. Freddy was humming right along with them, aparently he had invulnerable eardrums as well as epidermis. Wanda was already in pain, so that left Scott and Pietro to suffer.
Pietro flipped through the channels, backtracking to get to the local newstation. The temperature just hit 98 degrees. As if on cue, Kurt found the super old stack of boyband CDs that Pietro had bought when people admitted to liking the Backstreet Boys and 'N Sync.
"Here it comes." Pietro whispered to himself. Sure enough, 98 Degrees. "I must get away."
"Why don't you just find something else for them to do?" Wanda asked. She was on the phone again. They were gonna have to get a second line if things kept up.
"I'm so bored, I think I'll find Daniels... maybe he's trying to break a record or something again."
"You're gonna pick a fight?"
"I'm tempted."
Suddenly the door burst open. Without turning around, Pietro knew. Kitty had ratted on them. Or more specifically. Him.
There was no hope for it. The Brotherhood was under attack, and as usual, it wasn't really their fault. "I think you should go get your boyfriend or something."
"And miss all the fun?"
"Didn't he say he wanted to help out around the house. Carpentering or something. Aren't you gonna show him the house."
"Hmm. He and his brother know kung fu. They could help out. Great idea Pietro."
He slowly got up.
"Where's Summers and the elf?"
"Busy."
"I'm sure they can make time fer some old friends..."
"I dunno. Painting and all takes up a lot of time and energy..."
"Do I need to tear this place apart?"
"Wait outside, you overgrown badger. You destroy our home and not even Victor Creed could save you from us. Don't worry. We've been expecting this." Lance had turned the sander off and was leaning, casual as death, on the hand rail of the porch. "Pietro. Get the others. Make sure she stays out of it." Lance's tone made it clear who 'she' was.
"You will give me the keys to your jeep or you will suffer pain beyond pain- Thanks. You relly want me gone don't you." Lance had handed her the keys before she had even said the word. "Very well. I shall depart now... You aren't even going to threaten my life if I destroy it?"
"Out, Wanda. Go on a date with what's his name."
"Kaysin, and I will thank you. Give me-"
"Here's twenty bucks. Go." Stunned, Wanda took the money. With a disdainful 'hmmph' she jumped in the jeep and nearly ran over half the people standing in the yard.
"I said outside, big guy. I meant it."
Logan gave Lance a look that clearly said what Lance could do with his orders, but he went anyway. There was more room to fight, and that was exactly what Logan had come for. They had to have found some sneaky, Brotherhood way of brainwashing the X-Men. He'd beat it out of them. Then he'd drag Summers back to the Institute and give him a few hard hours in the Danger Room just for good measure.
A few seconds later, the music stopped (along with that awful howling) and Pietro came out of the house, closely followed by Todd, Fred and Kurt.
"Where's Cyclops?"
"Busy. He'll be down soon. Not that I have any intention of letting this last that long."
"Fine, we'll start the party without 'em." There was a distinctive 'snikt' as Wolverine's infamous claws announced their enterance into the arguement. The X-Men arranged themselves slightly behind him, all but Rogue who was a few feet to his right, but definitely not letting him get first blood. Facing them were the Brotherhood, never a force nearly as formidable, but always willing to fight. Lance stood as their leader, though he could hardly believe Pietro would stand behind him. There was a dangerous sounding 'swish-crak' as Kurt's tail swung around and then snapped back- almost like a whip. The Brotherhood was gonna get creamed unless Scott showed up with a miracle. The little voice in the back of Lance's mind that was tired of always losing cursed him out for sending Wanda away. Reluctantly, Lance mentally surveyed his followers. Kurt, who with his tail and agility could take out at least a few X-Men. Pietro's speed could catch them unaware, but once they got organized, he would definitely be stopped. Freddy was much too slow. The only way he'd take anyone out would be to trip and fall on them, or maybe if they got cocky and tried to stand up to him... Todd was a wimp, born and bred, but as long as Kurt was fighting, he would too. When Todd got into it, he was a force to be reckoned with. Lance himself was limited as far as hand to hand combat, unlike the X-Men. He could hit a few of them, but with only as much muscle as he could put behind that one fist. After he used his power, devastating as it was, he'd be useless. Scott was the only fighter worth a damn among the Brotherhood, and he was somewhere else. Trust Summers to disappear when you need him...
"Never mind that, yo. We got 'em. We're on home turf. They don't know where the soft spots in the yard are." Todd was softly encouraging them, knowing that the X-Men could practically taste fear and that once they did, their hunger grew insanely out of proportion. And they called themselves the good guys.
"If we avoid Logan, we can take out the rest before we get too tired. Then we can all gang up on him." Kurt whispered to the Brotherhood, taking care to cover his mouth. Rumor had it that Logan could read lips.
"What's he thinking anyway? Coming here and starting a fight with all that backup... Hardly fair."
"Tag alongs. I bet. Half of them are just itching for a fight so they invited themselves along. Once the first few fall, the others'll run. The newer X-Men lack the loyalty and honor of the old." Kurt sounded bitter.
"Them's fightin' words coming from you of all people." Todd taunted.
"Yeah, it is a bit hypocritical." Freddy said loudly. Whether or not Logan and the X-Men heard the conversation was a moot point. They did hear Freddy, and the majority of them took it that he was talking about them.
Lance blinked hard. "When did you learn that word?"
"You said that to Pietro when he said-"
"Yeah, yeah. I remember." Lance said quickly. It wouldn't do to have a fight amongst themselves. "This is gonna hurt."
"Damn straight." Logan said as he stalked forward. "It's gonna hurt a lot."
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A/N
Everyone remembers that phase, right... I mean, dude, there was that one minute when the boybands were practically gods... until all they grew up and started making really stupid songs on their own. Bah and a feh pie to that.
Is it just me, or is Freddy learning... whoa... I really need to tone the sugar down...
Just out of curiosity, has anyone seen the movie 'Batman and Robin,' is it just me or is Bruce Wayne's girlfriend the same person who played in Daredevil? Isn't that a violation of comic book wars, to work for DC and then switch to Marvel when the going gets good?
Furor Paxx (VulgateOfEarth@hotmail.com)
Chapter 6- Explanations
"So you're saying that your boyfriend, Kaysin Prettyboy has a twin brother, Jaysin."
"Yep. And it's Dantzler."
"And Jaysin looks like dad."
"Uh huh."
"So what does Kaysin look like?"
"Um... Kaysin."
"They aren't identical twins?"
"No."
"Good."
"Really."
The brother and sister sat in silence, neither looking at each other.
"This is getting complicated, isn't it?"
"Yeah."
The silence between them grew, punctuated by Kurt and Toad's rather memorable attempts to sing all the long notes in Chevelle's 'Comfortable Liar.' Everyone assumed that Toad was trying to hint something to Pietro and Kurt, but as usual, they just weren't getting it.
"They're getting a bit happy with my CDs, aren't they." Pietro stated. Kurt had dragged Pietro immense collection from upstairs and was busy memorizing every song from every CD. Even though Pietro had told him that even if he sang like a lark, he'd never be able to make half those songs sound decent. Kurt didn't sing like a lark. Toad sang better than Kurt and not even Pietro could admit otherwise. German accents did not work well with metal, rock and electronica. Not at all. Todd figured, at least he could keep the absolute worst songs from Kurt... or so he claimed. Since Lance was outside with the electric sander, he couldn't tell the difference. Toad had adopted a pair of earmuffs, claiming that his ears were cold. Freddy was humming right along with them, aparently he had invulnerable eardrums as well as epidermis. Wanda was already in pain, so that left Scott and Pietro to suffer.
Pietro flipped through the channels, backtracking to get to the local newstation. The temperature just hit 98 degrees. As if on cue, Kurt found the super old stack of boyband CDs that Pietro had bought when people admitted to liking the Backstreet Boys and 'N Sync.
"Here it comes." Pietro whispered to himself. Sure enough, 98 Degrees. "I must get away."
"Why don't you just find something else for them to do?" Wanda asked. She was on the phone again. They were gonna have to get a second line if things kept up.
"I'm so bored, I think I'll find Daniels... maybe he's trying to break a record or something again."
"You're gonna pick a fight?"
"I'm tempted."
Suddenly the door burst open. Without turning around, Pietro knew. Kitty had ratted on them. Or more specifically. Him.
There was no hope for it. The Brotherhood was under attack, and as usual, it wasn't really their fault. "I think you should go get your boyfriend or something."
"And miss all the fun?"
"Didn't he say he wanted to help out around the house. Carpentering or something. Aren't you gonna show him the house."
"Hmm. He and his brother know kung fu. They could help out. Great idea Pietro."
He slowly got up.
"Where's Summers and the elf?"
"Busy."
"I'm sure they can make time fer some old friends..."
"I dunno. Painting and all takes up a lot of time and energy..."
"Do I need to tear this place apart?"
"Wait outside, you overgrown badger. You destroy our home and not even Victor Creed could save you from us. Don't worry. We've been expecting this." Lance had turned the sander off and was leaning, casual as death, on the hand rail of the porch. "Pietro. Get the others. Make sure she stays out of it." Lance's tone made it clear who 'she' was.
"You will give me the keys to your jeep or you will suffer pain beyond pain- Thanks. You relly want me gone don't you." Lance had handed her the keys before she had even said the word. "Very well. I shall depart now... You aren't even going to threaten my life if I destroy it?"
"Out, Wanda. Go on a date with what's his name."
"Kaysin, and I will thank you. Give me-"
"Here's twenty bucks. Go." Stunned, Wanda took the money. With a disdainful 'hmmph' she jumped in the jeep and nearly ran over half the people standing in the yard.
"I said outside, big guy. I meant it."
Logan gave Lance a look that clearly said what Lance could do with his orders, but he went anyway. There was more room to fight, and that was exactly what Logan had come for. They had to have found some sneaky, Brotherhood way of brainwashing the X-Men. He'd beat it out of them. Then he'd drag Summers back to the Institute and give him a few hard hours in the Danger Room just for good measure.
A few seconds later, the music stopped (along with that awful howling) and Pietro came out of the house, closely followed by Todd, Fred and Kurt.
"Where's Cyclops?"
"Busy. He'll be down soon. Not that I have any intention of letting this last that long."
"Fine, we'll start the party without 'em." There was a distinctive 'snikt' as Wolverine's infamous claws announced their enterance into the arguement. The X-Men arranged themselves slightly behind him, all but Rogue who was a few feet to his right, but definitely not letting him get first blood. Facing them were the Brotherhood, never a force nearly as formidable, but always willing to fight. Lance stood as their leader, though he could hardly believe Pietro would stand behind him. There was a dangerous sounding 'swish-crak' as Kurt's tail swung around and then snapped back- almost like a whip. The Brotherhood was gonna get creamed unless Scott showed up with a miracle. The little voice in the back of Lance's mind that was tired of always losing cursed him out for sending Wanda away. Reluctantly, Lance mentally surveyed his followers. Kurt, who with his tail and agility could take out at least a few X-Men. Pietro's speed could catch them unaware, but once they got organized, he would definitely be stopped. Freddy was much too slow. The only way he'd take anyone out would be to trip and fall on them, or maybe if they got cocky and tried to stand up to him... Todd was a wimp, born and bred, but as long as Kurt was fighting, he would too. When Todd got into it, he was a force to be reckoned with. Lance himself was limited as far as hand to hand combat, unlike the X-Men. He could hit a few of them, but with only as much muscle as he could put behind that one fist. After he used his power, devastating as it was, he'd be useless. Scott was the only fighter worth a damn among the Brotherhood, and he was somewhere else. Trust Summers to disappear when you need him...
"Never mind that, yo. We got 'em. We're on home turf. They don't know where the soft spots in the yard are." Todd was softly encouraging them, knowing that the X-Men could practically taste fear and that once they did, their hunger grew insanely out of proportion. And they called themselves the good guys.
"If we avoid Logan, we can take out the rest before we get too tired. Then we can all gang up on him." Kurt whispered to the Brotherhood, taking care to cover his mouth. Rumor had it that Logan could read lips.
"What's he thinking anyway? Coming here and starting a fight with all that backup... Hardly fair."
"Tag alongs. I bet. Half of them are just itching for a fight so they invited themselves along. Once the first few fall, the others'll run. The newer X-Men lack the loyalty and honor of the old." Kurt sounded bitter.
"Them's fightin' words coming from you of all people." Todd taunted.
"Yeah, it is a bit hypocritical." Freddy said loudly. Whether or not Logan and the X-Men heard the conversation was a moot point. They did hear Freddy, and the majority of them took it that he was talking about them.
Lance blinked hard. "When did you learn that word?"
"You said that to Pietro when he said-"
"Yeah, yeah. I remember." Lance said quickly. It wouldn't do to have a fight amongst themselves. "This is gonna hurt."
"Damn straight." Logan said as he stalked forward. "It's gonna hurt a lot."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N
Everyone remembers that phase, right... I mean, dude, there was that one minute when the boybands were practically gods... until all they grew up and started making really stupid songs on their own. Bah and a feh pie to that.
Is it just me, or is Freddy learning... whoa... I really need to tone the sugar down...
Just out of curiosity, has anyone seen the movie 'Batman and Robin,' is it just me or is Bruce Wayne's girlfriend the same person who played in Daredevil? Isn't that a violation of comic book wars, to work for DC and then switch to Marvel when the going gets good?