This is a set of cheesy stories I wrote, sometimes collaborating with my brother while we were somewhere between the ages of 10 and 12. Nightcrawler(mine) and Morph(his) were our favorite X-men characters. We took those two action figures everywhere and they were always key figures when we "played X-men." This spawned many quirky adventures with the lovable duo which eventually made it into writing. I've chosen to post these stories just for giggles. To laugh at an adolescents sense of humor and to see my own strides I've made in writing. In order to uphold the integrity of the stories, I've elected to keep in all grammatical and spelling errors, as well as comical malaprops.
Stories written in league with my bro will be identified with his written portions in italics.
Morph and Nightcrawler's Quickies: The First
"Beat this Morph! I have four Aces!" Nightcrawler says laying down his cards. He bet all his money on that hand, he had to win. Morph stretched out in his chair and yawned.
"Well Nightcrawler I don't know about that. I have five Aces!"
"Man I really thought I was gonna win!" Nightcrawler pushed his money to Morph. Morph snickered as he took the money. He can cheat so easily playing against Nightcrawler.
"Now what are we going to do with this money?" Morph said fanning himself with the money. "I know, I'll open an auto repair. I'll call it: Chunky Joe's Car Fixing Place."
"Good idea Morph, let's open it right away." Nightcrawler said jumping up. They built it that day and opened it the next. The first day they had a Volkswagon beetle come in.
"Okay whats your problem." Morph said.
"Well it was making a ticka ticka sound and then a puff puff sound and then it stopped."
"Let me take a look at it." He lifted up the hood and looked in. "I see your problem, you have no engine!"
"Um… that's the trunk." the owner said.
"What kind of mixed up car has two trunks instead of an engine?"
"The engines in the back"
Morph looked in the back. "What's that?" Morph asked.
"The engine."
"Oh… What's that?"
"That's the carburetor."
"I'm sorry, lady, your car's too mixed up for me. Go away." And with that Morph closed Chunky Joe's Car Fixing Place.
