Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men:Evolution, The X-Men comics series or any of Marvel's characters. Just my OC, Molly Callum/Creature and any original characters/background characters that may pop up from time to time. I don't own the Discovery Channel. (Obviously!)
They sat around for a couple hours before something happened. Without warning...
POP!
They found themselves in a huge arena of sorts, atop a gold painted platform set dead center inside it. All around were yellow seats filled with...aliens? Beings of all shapes, colors, races and sizes were screaming and making horrendous noise. There were wide ones with yellow spots, tall ones that were day-glow orange. Purple ones with too many eyes and big orange mouths. Some wore clothes, some didn't. Some looked humanoid with neon color skin and two eyes and the normal amount of limbs, but many of them looked like a five-year old's idea of a monster; Just blobs or weird shapes with arms, eyes, big mouths, and some with tentacles.
"WELCOME ONE AND ALL! WELCOME MALES, FEMALES, GRUBS AND HATCHLINGS OF ALL AGES!" A voice boomed over a loudspeaker, echoing, "TONIGHT, ALL THE WAY FROM THE DIRT PLANET, EARTH, WE FINALLY HAVE FOR YOUR VIEWING PLEASURE...THEEEEEEE X-MEN!"
The strange applause actually managed to become louder as the crowd went wild.
"What is this?" Rogue demanded, "What's going on?"
"We're tonight's _entertainment_," Gambit said darkly, "Which I'll gladly take over being tonight's dinner."
A fog machine from somewhere made ankle high smoke and a hole opened up on the ground to their right.
Up from the floor came what looked like Jabba the Hut, toxic waste, an erector set, and Salvador Dali's most favorite inspiring dream were thrown into a blender and he was the result. He was a mass of lime green jello colored fat on a metal frame of six legs, with massive arms to match his enormous girth. Worse, his eyes were being _permanently held open_ by metal prongs stuck inside to pull back his eyelids. His mouth was in a similar contraption, for whatever reason. He had purple metallic corn rows cut short where his hair should have been. Not to mention the twelve-inch long yellow claws for fingernails. Every time he moved, his fat rippled and jiggled in every direction.
Oh, and there was a large, metal scorpion tail attached to the legs. Lovely.
"Sorry about this, Remy," Molly apologized.
"Sorry about wha-"
"HHBLAAAAUUUGH! BLAAAHUUGH!" Molly puked onto Remy's coat, folding it inwards to catch the stuff.
(Meanwhile, Remy was making a very surprised/cringing face.)
"...Oh," Remy pursed his lips, "N-no problem, Petite. Noooo problem. It's just my favorite only trench coat."
Molly felt awful about it, and awful in general. The alien was just too disgusting to look at for any length of time, at least for Molly.
Remy slipped out of his coat, shaking it out and folding it up to hold.
Meanwhile, the platform the huge alien was on raised up to the X-Men's platform.
"I'm your host, Mojo! Let's catch up with our contestants."
Mojo's platform went over to Cyclops.
"What's going on! Explain this now," Cyclops demanded.
"Ah, the fearless leader as always!" Mojo smiled, "Well, it's simple, _Cyclops_. Mojo world has been watching you as entertainment for some time. For years, really. It was only recently that demand for you all became so great, so phenomenal, that we had to bring you all here. Inventing the technology for it was a rough start, but we managed it."
The team watched on a giant monitor that came down, seeing their past exploits pop up on screen, like watching...well...a TV show.
Things like the Mansion blowing up, Rogue kicking Gambit out of a train, Kitty rescuing Pietro, Molly meeting Remy,
Kurt comforting Kitty, and Jean and Scott's wedding, all played out on screen.
"So, what, I do some slight of hand and Creature does stupid pet tricks so everyone can gawk at us?" Gambit shuffled his deck of cards from one hand to the other. The females in the audience all screamed wildly at this, after being quiet for some time.
"No, no, no, my dear Gambit!" Mojo said exuberantly, "We have _many_ things in mind for everyone's viewing pleasure tonight.
Tonight and _always_. You're here for life! Enjoy it!" Mojo snapped his fingers.
POP!
Creature braced herself, putting up fists. She was in another dark room, under an invisible spotlight again. Changing shape would've been really handy, but she had to know what she was up against before she went on the attack or defense.
"Won't get me this time," She said aloud.
The room started to fill up with pink smoke. Creature covered her mouth, trying not to breathe it in.
Maybe an ant morph? Maybe-
FWOOM!
The floor opened up under her and she fell a short distance, landing on something...hair like.
Soft and familiar, brown and-
"What the-?" An oversized hand grabbed Creature, and the next thing she knew, she was looking at Gambit, but not in the normal way.
"Well, _hello_, Petite," Gambit grinned, gently holding an eight-inch-tall, stout looking Creature in his hand, "Aren't you some kind of adorable?"
Gambit adjust her to a sitting position in his palm. At least she was slightly bigger than the last time she was shrunken, not that it helped. Big enough so that Gambit didn't look like a massive giant, but not enough to be useful in any situation. (She noticed he had his coat back on. It must have been cleaned in the teleport.)
Creature groaned. "Why am I always the one to end up shrunken? Why can't it be you for once?!"
Gambit, to her surprise, gave her a light kiss on the mouth.
"Don't worry, my tiny amour, I won't let anything happen to you and I'm sure you'll be back to normal soon.
Though I wouldn't mind snuggling you like this," Gambit looked mischievous.
"Yeah, sure. I don't like whatever they're planning with this," Creature worried.
Gambit hugged her across his chest protectively so that she faced outwards, as well as he could.
"I won't let anything bad happen to you, I promise, Cherie."
"A lovely sentiment," Mojo said from elsewhere, "Except you're going to be forced to watch bad things happen to her instead!"
POP!
Creature found herself inside the beginnings of some maze. She looked up to see glass above her head,
and outside, Gambit was looking down at her.
"The object of the maze is simple. Find the exit, you live. If you don't, you die.-And no help!" Mojo said.
Creature watched, horrified to see a red tape-like substance entrap Gambit's body up to his mouth.
"Okay, okay. Mazes are easy. I can do mazes. I'll be fine," Creature said. She morphed into a bloodhound.
What a relief to find out that her powers still worked, even at this awkward size.
Creature started through the maze. The dog nose didn't seem to be much help since there didn't seem to be other beings around,
but it did lead her away from dead ends. This maze had been used before, several times. She could tell where others had walked and what paths they'd taken.
"YIIP!" Creature yelped as a furry yellow alien encased in fire appeared out of nowhere. It was humanoid, with two green eyes and fangs. Other than that, it was almost cute with its' fur swept upwards and no visible hands, just more fur spiking off it's body.
Creature changed back. "Fire, huh? You reminded me of Magma."
The alien sent a fireball hurling at Creature and she threw herself out of harms way.
"-She's a total pain too!"
Creature changed into an elephant, grabbing the alien and throwing it against the far wall. It was out cold, fire dissipated.
Creature kept running through the maze with purpose. Surely, the opponents were going to be tougher to beat as she went along.
She changed back to bloodhound form, continuing on the path to the exit. Thankfully, these aliens weren't powerful enough to change the basic biology of scent.
For several paces, nothing happened, but Creature remained on the alert.
"MMMFFMMM!" Gambit's scream was muffled, but it made Creature stop.
Ahead of her several steps was a relatively huge being. In actuality, it was probably less than two foot tall, but here in munchkin land, it looked like twenty feet tall. It was lizard like, standing on two legs, with huge orange spikes on it's back, covered in dark green scales. It's teeth in its alligator like snout were huge. The monster could probably chew on Creature for days, if it felt like it.
"Big boy, right. Not an issue," Creature said. She attempted to turn into her familiar spinosaurus morph, but received a _very_ painful shock.
"Dinosaurs are against the rules," Mojo said, "If you keep trying, it's just going to be more painful."
"You're going to regret the day you were born when we get out of this, Mojo! I swear it!" Creature shouted. She concentrated on changing into an elephant again instead. Do whatever it took to get past this giant monster lizard.
Instead, the creature played rough with her, scraping it's claws against her body and pummeling on her relentlessly.
Creature hauled herself up. She thought about pulling the monster down and shoving her trunk down it's gullet, but she didn't have it in her to kill something, no matter how brainless and brutish it was. Instead, she gathered what strength she had, stepping back and ramming into the giant like a battering ram. Maybe it was taller, but it didn't have the elephant's enormous heft and muscle! She kept going, backing it into the far wall. The walls of the maze must've been made with reinforced steel or something, because as hard as Creature pushed the alien, the walls didn't get dented or scratched.
"You'll never win," Mojo's voice taunted.
Worse, when Creature looked over at Gambit, he was trying to charge the tape with his whole body, but in return, was getting shocked with visible blue electricity. All over trying to help Creature get out of the box. He tried again and again, and despite all the obvious pain, Creature could see the bonds tearing. After a few moments, he ripped it free.
"Hang on!" Gambit was still being electrocuted as he charged a square into the top of the box, carving out an exit.
Creature turned into a large eagle and was up and out of the box, but Gambit was collapsed on the floor after being electrocuted so many times. He was still breathing and she could still hear his heart going, so Creature didn't worry too much. She changed back after landing beside him.
"Dummy. I almost had it. You didn't have to do that for me," Creature kissed his cheek.
(Even though she would have rather kicked him in the shins for being so stupid.)
Creature waited on alert for a few long moments, half expecting the small aliens to pop out of the box and attack her, but they never came. She stood around, waiting for Gambit to wake up on his own. (Surely, forcing him to wake up wouldn't be good for him after such an ordeal. As long as there was no danger around, they seemed safe.)
Gambit's eyes opened.
"Molly? You alright, baby?" He sat up, getting his bearings again.
"I'm okay now...I guess. That was a stupid thing you did! You could've been killed!" Creature yelled up at him.
There was something humorous about standing there yelling at him when she was the size of a kitten, but she couldn't quite see the humor in it in the present.
"Yeah, well, it's hard seeing you get hurt. Mojo's mistake was making me watch. Apparently he hasn't figured out _everything_ about us yet," Gambit finally picked her up, then stood.
"I love you too...dummy," Creature rolled her eyes, wanting to playfully punch him, even though it wouldn't hurt, but she didn't. He'd been through enough.
"I'm gonna start walking. There's a wall over there, maybe we can get through to the other side," Gambit pointed to the far wall.
"Yes, if there's not a whole galaxy on the other side," Creature said, "We don't know where Mojo World is located. Could be on a spaceship, could be a whole planet."
"Perhaps, but I think you've been binging too many science fiction shows and Discovery Channel," Gambit winked.
They kept walking. It was several yards to the wall.
"Remy?"
"Hmm?"
"Sorry again about your coat. Glad it's clean now," Molly said.
"I've had worse happen to me, don't you worry. I wish you were back to normal already, it's concerning me," Remy looked a little worried, "Not that having a travel sized you isn't fun, but normal sized comes in a little more handy. And the morphs aren't small enough to punt like a football."
Molly laughed.
"Yeah, I'm sure it'll wear off at some p-"
POOF!
"Yahh!" Molly toppled over Remy's head and landed flat on her back, behind him, normal sized again.
"I hate this place," Molly moaned, seeing stars.