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

Escapism

"Ok so you guys have evidence that Evan did not kill Spears." Scott was busy trying to confirm he had heard right.

"Yup." Wraith said as he walked past Scott and into the kitchen.

"And best of all I got free pencils." Perfection's face beamed with joy as he emptied a bag of half chewed pencils, and a very full Chybee. "Oh, well at least he's had his snack today." Perfection picked up his familiar and quickly burped the baby imp over his shoulder. Unfortunately the burp showered Thunderbird and DM in a cornucopia of denim, splinters, saliva and what most assumed to be a random placement of Spam.

"Awww, is Chybee feeling better now?" Perfection hugged the maniac demon tightly.

"You know, I think it's time to pray again." Thunderbird said as he pulled a flask from his pocket. DM only nodded and motioned for Proudstar to follow.

"Well look at it this way." DM sighed as the two walked to the kitchen, both still covered in Chybee's "burp". "At least he keeps the dragon at bay."

Up stairs the small dragon known as Lockheed was barricading the door to Kitty's room with piles of clothes and several large wooden objects. He was not heard from for the rest of the visit.

"True." John nodded as he saw several of the remaining "guests" from other worlds come in. It was the spike-haired one and the dog-eared guy. John couldn't remember their names, but they seemed pretty tough and they were also heading the new beefed up security at the mansion.

"Hey, DM," Cloud said in a soft, almost winded voice. "You know that crazy girl with the claws."

"X-23, Logan's clone." DM pulled out a sheet of paper and read from it. "Dangerous." He was definitely impressed.

"Yeah, well she just punted K2 out of the window and managed to hand me and the dog-guy here a heft serving of our own asses." Cloud groaned.

"Normally, I'd kill someone for saying that." InuYasha groaned, "But right now I'm still trying to get the feeling back in my face…"

"I need a drink." Cloud groaned.

"Drink, I need a whole damn bar." InuYasha slammed his head onto the counter.

"Heh, follow me boys." John grinned as he led the weary world travelers and the curious DM to a hidden room with a secret bar.

"You sir." DM stared in awe at the bar that was hidden in the walls. "Are a god."

"Actually Forge did this." John pointed out. "Under Logan's extreme supervision of course and it's opened to anyone over twenty one."

InuYasha and Cloud were to busy mixing their own drinks to be bothered by the history of the bar.

"It has sake?" InuYasha began to rifle through the cabinets.

"Yeah." John blinked in confusion. "But it's Ororo's, so I'd ask before I take any."

"As long as he ours e a glass I don't care." Ororo came storming into the room with several strings of seaweed on her shoulder. "Don't ask." Ororo shot a look of daggers to everyone in the room.

A few seconds later both Scott and Jean came storming in, both were covered in flour and eggs. No one asked any questions and DM just poured the two mutants a firm glass of energy drinks.

Then, after an hour of drinking and laughing, the biggest surprise of the day happened. Astral, the Scion of Order and Health walked through the door of the room with a very happy Chybee attached to his head. "I think you should know that all the other adults are either drunk or off chasing a fire breathing dragon through Central Park." The tired looking Scion simply sat at a bar stool and lit a cigarette.

"So, what brings you here Astral?" DM asked as he poured the half-angel a scotch on the rocks.

"When I heard the idiot was trying to be a lawyer I decided to step in." Astral sighed as he downed the glass in one shot. "You know for a half-wit he ain't a bad lawyer."

"Reaaaaly." A very inebriated Cloud and InuYasha said in a bizarre unison.

"Let's see, drunk half-demon, drunk Cloud, drunk X-Men and a drunk Shipwreck." Astral downed another scotch. "It's gonna suck when Karma catches up to them."

"What'dya mean?" John asked groggily.

"Scions can choose not to feel the after effects of alcohol." DM said as he chugged some beer from the tap.

"I hate you guys." John groaned.

"So, you the co-council now?" DM asked as he tried to pull the tap higher up.

"Looks that way." Astral downed another scotch. "Oh and by the way, Ukiko's here with the kids."

"Wow, brought your family. Must have been vacation time, huh?" DM beamed and then went back to struggling with the constrictor like tap hose.

"Actually no, I heard the clone-girl got found so I talked to Ukiko and she agreed to help her adjust a bit." Astral sighed a bit.

"Well that's very generous, but I'm sure we can manage." Ororo said calmly.

"I'm sure you could, but when I say that, what I really mean is that my wife threatened to castrate me if I didn't let her help." Astral then reached behind the counter and pulled up the bottle of scotch.

"Oh." Ororo blinked in surprise.

"Yeah, Astral is severely whipped." DM chuckled as the hose suddenly straightened out.

"You have no freaking idea…" Astral groaned as Chybee finally released his grip lock hold and vanished into thin air.

"I'm surprised you weren't complaining about that little monster on your head." Cloud said in shock as he noticed the imp for the first time.

"Yeah, I'm used to it by now…" Astral sighed once more.

"Man what did you do to piss of Karma?" DM chuckled.

"I wish I knew…" The Scion of Order the broke down into a drunken shower of tears and sobs.

While all this was occurring, X-23 had been introduced to Astral's wife as well as Boom-Boom, Jubilee and Amara.

"So… Mrs…" Jubilee was trying to remember Ukiko's last name.

"It's Freight, but you can call me Ukiko." The very slender Asian woman smiled. Ukiko was only about twenty five and already was an accomplished psychologist in her world as well as Astral's wife and mother of two.

"Right, Ukiko. Um, why are you here." Jubilee was slightly suspicious. "I mean we have the Professor and the Joes have Psyche-Out, we have plenty of people to talk to."

"Wrong, you have plenty of MEN to talk to." Ukiko's face flashed with a brilliant glow of mischief.

"I sense fun things about to happen." Perfection popped in from nowhere. "Hi, Uki." Perfection smiled as he noticed the room was full of women. "Correction I sense a usurpation of male power with in twenty miles…"

"Indeed you do…" Ukiko smiled.

Perfection immediately responded by literally sounding the "Man" alarm. Unfortunately its odd sound only attracted the remaining women in the household. This population included Yuna, Rikku, Yuffie, Wanda, Angelica, Lina, Althea, Trinity, Rogue, Jinx and Kitty.

"Oh man, I just screwed up big time." Perfection groaned.

"What was that noise?" Althea was trying to bring the right amount of pressure back to her ears.

"NOTHING! PLEASE GO BACK TO YOUR REGULARLY SCHEDULED PLANS!" Perfection shrieked as he ran past the group and pulled Wanda into a dimensional rift.

"Perfection." Wanda grunted as she was pulled along. "What did you do?"

"I tried to warn the other guys in the house." Perfection stopped running. "Ukiko, Astral's wife, sometimes goes on these crazy man-hating tangents where she tries to usurp all male power."

"So." Wanda started as she realized what was happening. "How long will it last?"

"Well normally it happens because Astral's been to preoccupied with his job, but I think this is just to screw with his mind." Perfection opened another warp in reality and walked through, then he motioned for Wanda to follow.

The first thing Wanda noticed was how entirely purple the area was. Then she noticed the obsessive amounts of pictures on the wall. Pictures of Wraith.

"We're in the Verge, aren't we?" Wanda asked as she noticed he clothes were purple safari clothes.

"Crikey we are aren't we?" Perfection to, was in purple safari clothes, and imitating a famous animal documantarian. "Well we'd best be real quite otherwise the native inhabitant might not be to welcoming." Just then a giant boulder crushed Perfection into the ground.

"Oh, it's just you Perfection." Karma sighed as she lifted the boulder with a wave of her hand. "Hi Wanda and how are you?"

"Ok, but I think Astral's wife is about to stage a feminine coupe'." Wanda pointed back at the rift.

"Nah, won't get off the ground. The clone girl, uh…" Karma looked at Perfection, "Did she choose a name yet?"

"Think it's still the same as the original universe." Perfection grunted as he pulled himself up from the ground. "Rina, I think."

"Well, she meets the one you call "Xi" and they kind of question the coupe into the ground." Karma nodded.

"Wow." Wanda had an honest look of surprise on her face. "What about Evan can you tell me anything about that?"

"Evan? Oh the one accused of murder." Karma bit her lip. "Listen honey, I'd love to help you, but even we have rules and I can't just go telling everything that happened."

"I'll tell you where Wraith is." Wanda leveled with the Scion of Balance.

"Oh!" Karma perked up, but then frowned. "No, I'm sorry, I can't. But I can tell you this: After this is over I wouldn't trust him to much. In fact if you knew half the stuff he's done in the sewers I wouldn't trust him now."

"Stuff such as?" Wanda tried to lead Karma on.

"Well since it's not exactly against my rules, because it doesn't effect major change…" Karma fabricated a purple couch and scooted up to Wanda's ear and began to whisper. Wanda's eyes had never been so wide in her life.