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
AN: Whoever keeps reviewing with a request for me to update "The Stranger", please stop. I will update it when I am able and when I have new chapters available, as of now I have none.
Grand Opening
Later that day the Misfits were invited to a very new and very swanky club in Bayville. When they arrived, they immediately recognized Cardinal at the front door, chatting away with one of the bouncers. As the Misfits approached the door, the other bouncer cut off their path completely.
"Hey, what's the big idea?" Stanley whined. "We got an invite!"
"Pfft, yeah right, like the boss would invite a couple of ingrate army mutants." The bouncer lifted his glasses to reveal glowing orange eyes.
"Hey, you want to keep your job, you let them through." Cardinal shouted. "They're my bosses' friends."
"Y-yes sir." The bouncer stuttered.
"Hey you guys." Cardinal smiled as he opened the door to the club. "Welcome to 'The Pod Bay'."
"Wow…" Daria, Quinn and Brittany were all awed by the elaborate make of the club. Then they saw Jamie and exchanged looks of pure evil.
"Ah, welcome!" Spaz walked up to the group in his specter form and gave each of the Misfits and attending Joes a big hug. "I can't believe you're the last group to arrive and Sans-Wanda and Shipwreck I notice."
"Yeah, Psyche-Out wanted to talk try and help Shipwreck deal with her dating Perfection." Todd said. "So what do you guys serve here?"
"Well, as long as it is non-alcoholic we can make just about anything." Spaz said proudly.
"Ok, but who is doing the cooking?" Lance asked, fearful that Kitty might be allowed in the kitchen.
"We have twenty professionally hired chefs who have previously worked for many secret organizations." Spaz smiled.
"Professionally hired?" Althea arched an eyebrow. "I have this strange feeling these cooks might be old friends of B.A."
"This place is pretty tame." Roadblock looked about curiously. "What's your game?"
"Our game?" Spaz asked in confusion. "Oh, our business plans? Simple we are here to provide a safe and neutral setting for all teenagers to congregate and enjoy each others company. Hate groups not allowed."
"Hey, I like that!" Pietro said. "And her and her and her…" He zoomed off to a young woman who was on the dance floor.
"Who else is here?" Freddy asked as he scanned the room. "I see the X-Men, the turtles and Ma-ti."
"You mean the Planeteers, right?" Althea asked.
"Nope, just Ma-ti." Freddy assured her.
"All right, looks like tonight should be set for some fun then." Angelica ran out to the dance floor.
"I say, we enjoy tonight and put our worries behind us." Freddy nodded as he bowed to Lina and took her hand.
"Why am I even here?" Larry asked as Arcade guided his chair down a ramp.
"Dude, it's a night to kick back and relax at Wraith's expense. Take it and enjoy it." Arcade said.
"Why?" Larry asked, "I'm just going to be back in therapy tomorrow."
Arcade gave him a hard look. "All the more reason to relax and let loose."
"I can't even dance!" Larry pointed out.
"Then socialize." Arcade said as he sat next to Larry at the large bar in the center of the building and got the attention of the bartender. "I'll take vodka on the rocks."
"How about I give you a root beer and you smile sheepishly." The bartender turned around to reveal himself; it was Wraith. "Does that sound good?"
"That sounds perfect." Arcade blushed and gave a sheepish grin.
"Oh! I'll have a glass of battery acid with molten glass, whip cream and a cherry on top!" Stanley hopped on to the seat next to Arcade.
"Sorry, we don't serve that here." Wraith shot Stanley a look of daggers. "How about a Pepsi and you live with it."
"Ohhh…" Stanley groaned in disappointment as he took the drink and sat next to Larry. "Okay."
"Battery acid?" Larry asked in confusion.
"It's Stanley; trust me you'll get used to him." Arcade smiled.
"No, you won't." Wraith deadpanned.
"So, what is tonight for exactly?" Larry asked.
"Part mushy couples night…" Wraith nodded his head towards Logan and Jinx who were dancing a scene from Pulp Fiction. "It's also about getting to know your new neighbors." Wraith nodded his head towards the door where the rest of the Planeteers has arrived. "And it's also about me getting money for future products." Wraith pointed to several new faces, former and current students at Bayville high. "Mainly it's about making sure you guys and all you're friend have a safe place to hang out."
"Wow…" Jean said as she and Scott approached the bar. "You're actually doing something nice, for other people without a catch…" Jean narrowed her eyes. "What's the catch?"
"You're too shrewd, you know that, right?" Wraith narrowed his own eyes right back.
"Hey look at all the freaks!" Duncan Matthews and his local chapter of the FOH had wandered in.
"Lovely." Wraith grumbled. "L.B."
The small blue ghost materialized next to his brother and gave nasty glare. "What do you want now?"
"Keep an eye on those idiots for me." Wraith glared at Duncan and his gang.
"What?" Scott asked, "You're going to let them stay here?"
"So long as they don't start problems, they're welcome." Wraith grumbled.
"Trouble started." L.B. said as he pointed his older brother to the problem; Duncan Matthews had just met Ash.
"No, that's a self rectifying situation." Wraith's eyes made a devilish smile.
"Yeah, I meant trouble for them." L.B. said.
On the other side of the restaurant, Ash had been enjoying a nice alcohol free Mai-Tai when Duncan Matthews and the FOH had come in.
"Scratch one up to bad timing." The one handed groundskeeper sighed to himself as he saw the young clone of Logan and Logan's adopted daughter, Jubilee sit at a table with Tabitha and Kitty.
"Ugh, like can you believe those idiots." Kitty groaned. "The sign outside even says 'No Hate in here.'"
"If we're lucky they're probably just here by mistake." Tabitha grumbled.
"I doubt it." Rina kept a dangerous glare on the wandering embers of the FOH.
"Hey, looky what we got here…" Duncan came up to the table. "You're Kitty Pryde if I'm right. You put a true American hero in jail, you know that?"
"Stryker's not even an Anti-American hero; he's just a big bully who uses religion to control people." Kitty snapped.
"Well I could care less about the whole religious thing but…" Duncan tossed his glass of water onto Kitty's face. "He's still a hero."
"You should leave." Rina growled. "Now."
"Well, looks like we got us a little hot tempered vixen." Duncan turned his attentions and went to grab Rina's wrists only to be flipped onto the floor.
"Don't touch me." Rina stood over Duncan, though she kept her claws hidden.
"You little…" Duncan's insult was cut off by a sudden jolt upward, and he was suddenly spun around to face a very normal looking man covered in facial scars.
"OK, listen jack-off, I just saved your life so here's how you can repay the favor; take your little Varsity Blues wannabes and leave, or else I might have to rescind the whole life saving thing." The man casual dusted Duncan's shoulder's off.
"What?" Duncan asked.
"Get out of here before I kick your ass, got it?"
"Who the hell are you…" Duncan was interrupted.
"The name's Ash and I happen to work where these four lovely young ladies work, so if I happen to see you messing with them or anybody else from their school, you just might happen to find a nice shotgun full of lead pointed your way. Now do you need that written down or perhaps an email might do?" Ash sneered.
"Mutie lover." One of the FOH members snickered.
"Got good taste though…" Another one said as he grabbed Tabitha's rear. She responded with a time bomb down his pants.
"AH! GET IT OUT!" The FOH goon screamed.
"I have a better idea." Peter and Freddy walked up to the FOH member, who stopped running around just as the small bomb blew a hole in the crotch of his pants.
"Yeah, how about you guys get out." Freddy cracked his knuckles. "Before the owner makes you get out." Freddy pointed to Wraith was giving the FOH members a death glare visible clearly from across the room.
"Come on guys." Duncan said, half petrified, half enraged. "Let's leave this place to the freaks, not like it'll be standing for long anyway." With that the FOH stormed out of Wraith's new club and most of them left with harsh and vile parting words.
"Okay then." Perfection said as he and Wanda appeared with a slightly less annoyed Shipwreck. "Now that that small smidgen of a problem is over, we can get down to business."
"What business?" Wheeler asked.
"Father-son reunion for you." Perfection smiled at Wheeler, "Linka gets a nice trip to Russia and the Ukraine, while Gi gets to visit Orlando with Althea. Each group gets to take a turtle, a group of Misfits and a few X-Men." Perfection saw Scott about to object. "Cleared with Xavier, Hawk and Splinter."
"I can't argue then, just oppose." Scott whimpered.
"What about Kwame and Ma-ti?" Linka asked.
"Well they're staying here with the rest of the people." Perfection said, "Because they aren't being complete asses about getting to know the Misfits…" Perfection let his look linger on Linka. "Or the X-Men…" Perfection and Wand lingered on Wheeler.
"And well, Gi just needs to lighten up in this new world of hers." Shipwreck explained.
"OK, I'll give you Gi is a little tightly wound." Wheeler looked at the Asian Planeteer who looked like she had just come out of a shooting for a bad horror movie. "But how are we deserving of this?"
"We sent Captain Planet into a battle that we could not handle." Kwame said. "I have come to accept that. We are not the heroes we once were in our world, we must be careful and if we wish to survive any new enemies we must learn to accept the help of our new friends."
"BUT THEY'RE LUNATICS!" Linka shouted.
"No one is debating our sanity." Arcade spoke up, "We're just saying you should stop looking down at us, since our radioactive mutant was able to nail your powerful Captain into the ground like a rail-road spike. You might also want to listen to us when you try to take on Cobra or the other dudes."
"Especially the Shredder." Leonardo spoke up. "And please stop judging my family because we were created through radioactive waste."
"But…" Wheeler tried to defend himself.
"I have a tape." DM frowned as he appeared with several small flying remote cameras. "You two have got a lot of arrogance to think you can be on the same level as these guys within your first weeks here." DM continued. "Even the turtles have to learn how this world works and while they are definitely attuned to survive on their own now, it would still be highly ill advised for them to take on anyone until they have fully adapted their way of living, and the same goes for Ash and you guys."
"But Ash…" Wheeler looked confused. "Wait Ash isn't from this world?"
"Nope, but it's kinda hard for me to remember that sometimes; I fit in way to well." Ash groaned.
"So, what is going to happen?" Linka asked.
"We're gonna take you three on small little camping trips to get to know the others better." Perfection smiled, "And Wheeler, you're with me!"
Suddenly all the color from Wheeler's face drained and he fell to his knees sobbing.
"Oh come on, I can't be that bad!" Perfection said defensively.
