Inter-LOAFERS: Dance-Dance-Feva!
By Xenomorph666
Disclaimer: I own only Perfection and Wraith.
DigitalMan and K2 are © My close friend.
Everything else is copyrighted to their correct owner.
Universe: Misfit-Verse
Partner up!
As the cafeteria of the interLOAFER Inn began to fill to capacity with the large number of guests, Perfection began to plot out the groups and where they would be visiting. He was in fact so engrossed in his planning that he was not aware of the subconscious morph to his form that made him look like a stressed out cartoonist.
"IT IS FINISHED!" Perfection grinned when he was finally done. As he ran up to the table that was turned into a rigged stage though, he tripped and rolled there in a strange cartoonish fashion.
Thankfully the paper survived the tumble and DM was able to quickly pluck it from his friend's hand. "What the hell is this?" DM asked as he looked at the paper which had a crude drawing of a monkey bashing a panda on the head.
"Other Side." Perfection mouthed as he mimed the flipping of a page.
"Oh, here we go." DM said as he began to read off the groups. "Any Jedi or relations in the building please go with Spirit, Roadblock and Logan, they will guide you on a tour of LA."
DM pointed to the instructors. "Any pirates and/or sailors and spies, please form a group with Shipwreck and Ororo Munroe. Also may god have mercy on your souls during your wonderful trip to the South American jungles.."
DM didn't notice the look of fear in Captain Jack's face, the Captain of course was worried that there would be no rum. "Addams family, please go with Cover Girl, Bree and her husband Lifeline. JOE's may god have mercy on your souls and pack for Russia."
Bree jumped at the sight of the young girl Wednesday with a pair of jumper cables. "Anyone whose remotely sane, and has big swords and/or magic, please see the Blind Master, Hawk and Xavier for your trip to Australia."
Hawk and Xavier could only blink, while Blind Master was no where to be seen.
"When did we volunteer for this?" Hawk asked in confusion.
"Quite possibly the moment we met them." Xavier groaned.
"The League of Extraordinary Gentle…" DM caught the glare of Meena Harker. "People, please see the big blue guy for your trip to the south west of the USA."
"The Griffins and Elric brothers are with myself, Warren and Forge. We're going to Japan we are also babysitting Claudius and Beaky. WHAT THE!" DM did a double take as he glared at Perfection who merely smiled back.
"Inuyasha you and your friends will be traveling with Kain and Razeal." DM looked up from the paper to see Inuyasha and Kain starting a fight. "Your guides will be Jean Grey and Scott Summers and please try to leave Paris standing."
"Sonic…" DM started.
"Yo, right here!" The blue hedgehog said with a wave and a smile.
"You'll be going to Africa with Thunderbird, Beachhead and Low Light." DM smiled at the three most impersonal people on the base.
"Everyone else will go with Duke, Psyche Out, Storm Shadow and the little green floaty thing." DM said as Doop floated by.
"&&&#(#(&!" To which DM could only blink before his head exploded in a shower of confetti.
"How did I get stuck in this lunatic brigade!" Beachhead shouted directly after DM finished.
"Easy, you didn't get enough exposure to us last time." Perfection said as he and Pietro both were by his side and placing dual "kick me signs" on the officer's back.
"Well did you have to group me with the psycho?" Beachhead groaned.
Riddick who was standing not to far from the officer merely stood up. "You have a problem with my reputation?"
"No, I was referring to Psyche Out." Beachhead sighed. "Although this does raise the question, why did you guys bring a guy as lethal as him?"
"He's got a good voice." Perfection said innocently, "Besides he had the choice to come here and behave or play with Chybee for eternity."
Beachhead only looked at the other dimensional killer before he spoke. "If I were you I might reconsider my options."
"I'll take my chances." Riddick gave a half smile as he sat down.
"I have a question…" Hank asked as he looked at his group. "Why am I the only one guiding them?"
"Luck of the draw." Wraith said as he suddenly appeared, he was holding is signature cinnamon stick and coffee. "You got the sanest and most tame group."
"Oh, well I hope was can all enjoy this trip then." Hank bowed lightly before his group.
"It would be an honor to see your world." Alan Quartermain bowed in return.
"Well then let's get this show on the road! Okay, everyone else pick a group they want to go with!" DM said as he suddenly stood back up with a new head.
Almost immediately the flow of Xavier's students and the Misfits split in twain. The mixture of the students was so ridiculous that very few people could understand how they all planned to survive each other. Meanwhile somewhere in Paris a foolish china salesmen had just put off buying his extra insurance. What these two things had in common almost no one was sure of, except maybe Perfection.
When the groups were finally organized DM made a list of the groups' students, instructors and their guests. The Episode three guests were going with Spirit, Roadblock, Logan, Kitty, Angelica, Lina and Lance. No students or anyone else for that matter wished to go with Shipwreck and Ororo, DM couldn't blame them. Cover Girl, Bree, Lifeline, Rogue, Remy and Pitor would be accompanying the Addams family. The Final Fantasy guests would be accompanied by Hawk, Xavier, Blind Master, Kurt, Toad and Althea. Xi, Sam and Arcade would be accompanying Hank and the League of Extraordinary Gentleman. Amara would be going along with DM's group. Pietro and Fred would be joining Jean and Scott, DM didn't think that was the wisest move given that Pietro and Miroku could easily get into women troubles, that and he was afraid that Fred would accidentally squash Shippo. However, once he saw that the three hard asses had to deal with Jamie, Trinity and Spyder a smile grew into place. Which left Duke, Psyche Out, Storm Shadow and Doop to guide the mish-mash group with, Bobby, Tabitha and Ray tagging along. It was then that DM began to think that Wraith had subtly switched the plans when Perfection had tripped. But it was only a gut feeling.
"Alright everyone, have a fun two days on your journey!" Perfection smiled as he waved.
"Wait…" Shipwreck said as he noticed the two were not in a group. "Where are you gonna be for two days?"
"Around..." Perfection smiled innocently as a fake halo appeared above his head, but quickly turned to fake devil horns.
"OH NO!" Shipwreck started to protest right before he realized he was in the samck in the middle of the Amazon. "I hate him…" he groaned as he realized his predicament.
"Shipwreck, has it occurred to you that this was a ploy to get you away from them for a bit?" Oror sighed.
"Why would you say that?" Shipwreck asked as Ororo pointed to a huge refrigerator in a nearby tree. When she opened it there were rows and rows of beer and rum.
"BEER!"
"RUM!"
The two sailors shouted and dove for the fridge at the same time and collided in mid air.
"And we're to rely on those two?" Elizabeth Turner spoke up for the first time.
"Don't be silly child, I was given the map and compass, they're just the mules." Ororo smiled wickedly.
"Oh, well. Shall we start our tour." Elizabeth smiled.
"I think we'd better wait until tomorrow." Will Turner frowned as he watched the two drunk sailors exchange mugs and drinks so often it made his head spin.
"I'm afraid he's correct. Don't worry though, Perfection's instructions are quite clear…" Ororo said as she walked behind the bushes and pulled a set of tents and sleeping bags out. "Would you like me to show you how to pitch a modern tent?"
"If you would Miss Munroe." Will said in an almost unflinching manner.
"Oh, Will. Relax enjoy this vacation for once." Elizabeth said with a smile as she sat next to her husband.
"Relax, with him here!" Will pointed to the now unconscious Jack Sparrow. "He'll drive me crazy."
"I take it your relationship was bit more strained in your universe." Ororo asked absentmindedly.
"He has crashed every party, gala and ball we have ever thrown. What's more he insists on visiting regularly." Will almost broke down into a sobbing fit. "Do you know what it's like to have an annoying drunkard who thinks he is God's answer to everything follow you around like a lonely dog!"
Ororo only looked at Shipwreck who was still up and drinking. Then she looked back at Will and with a straight face nodded in confirmation. Only in her life would she be paired with two people who have a similar problem to hers.
"Yes, well thankfully Perfection has left our young daughter in the care of the Scion named Karma. Otherwise he'd be up and telling drunken tales of being her godfather." Will winced inwardly at his stupid decision. "I know, don't tell me, I brought it on myself. I know… I know." Ororo only shook her head and smiled.
