I never created X-Men characters.
Major Domo remembered Spiral's dance causing mystical energy to appear around her body before she disappeared mere minutes ago. Turning to Mojo, he also recalled the latter's habit of ranting about low television ratings. When Mojo mentioned the possibility of sending Spiral to capture them just before being distracted by another television show. Major Domo faced the wall made of several television screens. Scenes consisting of the X-Men using their various abilities.
A man's claws. A woman using telekinesis to lift a crook.
Major Domo often scowled as Mojo screeched. The volume. The sight of the blob attached to the spider-like chair.
Major Domo never said anything even when Spiral materialized with the ones he recognized as the X-Men. Their wide eyes didn't seem to bother him.
''Master, the X-Men are here to perform.''
Mojo never heard anything from Major Domo. Glowering, he concentrated on another wall of television screens. There were different superheroes on them.
Major Domo's eyes were wide as soon as the X-Men scattered in different directions. Attempting to distract Spiral? Flee? He wasn't sure.
Major Domo thought Spiral frowned before she performed another dance and gestured with all six hands. Multiple energy beams struck each X-Man.
The X-Men vanished.
''Did you send the X-Men to their home?'' Major Domo asked after he approached Spiral as she ceased dancing.
Spiral nodded. ''I'm fed up with Mojo's constant rants,'' she muttered.
Major Domo gave a slight nod. He glanced at Mojo. He then faced Spiral.
''Should we tell him that his future stars attempted to escape?'' Spiral asked.
Major Domo smiled. ''He doesn't have to know.''
THE END