Saturday, July 08, 2006

Man, this Justin Guarini guy is pretty good. I was dancing with Warbird and really getting into it. Yeah, she was into it. Gay am I? I'll show them. I grabbed Warbird around the waist and pulled her to me. A big smile crossed her face. Our bodies were pressed against each other, moving as one. This was it. I moved in for a kiss.

Suddenly my feet went flying out from under me. I landed hard on my butt. Under my butt was a patch of ice. The unmistakable sound of wild laughter could be heard over the pounding beats of Guarini's music. I glanced over from where the sound was coming from and saw Iceman giving Beast a highfive. Nightcrawler was doubled over holding his stomach. Great.

I looked up at Warbird and she was laughing too. Great. Thanks a lot guys.

The moment ruined I decided to go answer the front door, since no one else was doing it. There was a hot looking lady I didn't recognize in a Princess Leia slave outfit.

"Uh, this isn't a costume party," I told her.

"I'm not wearing a costume," she told me. "My name is L. Tart. Is the Professor here? I was hoping to get some one on one time." She winked at me.

"I'm afraid not. He's participating in a reality game show off-planet at the moment. If your a friend though, you are certainly welcome to the party. We are celebrating out triumph over evil."

"Congrats," she said as she walked into the ballroom and grabbed Bishop. She pulled him onto the dance floor.

As I turned away, I noticed a pretty girl standing next to a table with two guys I didn't recognize. My eyes were slowly working there way up the girl's body when I realized she looked exactly like Lindsey Lohan. She was giving Jubilee a very nasty look as she was trying to talk to the short guy with the dark hair. The other man was snickering. I was about to go find out who they were when a loud whooping sound distracted me.

"Hey ho everybody, the H-Man is here! Let's get this party started!"

I was going to go over and say hello to Private Hudson but before I could, he jumped up on the stage and grabbed the microphone away from Guarini. He started to sing "Play That Funky Music White Boy." Unfortunately the karaoke machine was still playing Guarini's R&B song "I Saw Your Face." The two really didn't go well together.

I was about to go over and unplug the machine when a hand slapped me on the back. After stumbling forward a couple of steps, I recovered and turned to see Kodiak standing behind me, smiling.

"So did Beast tell ya he figured out why I do that hibernation thing?" he asked me.

"Uh, no."

"It's 'cause my body needs time to recuperate if I grow too fast."

"Unh huh. I'm glad you figured that out. Falling asleep in the middle of a battle isn't really a good tactic."

"Well if ain't the master of the obvious," a surely voice growled from behind me. Wolverine.

"You know Logan, back at the White House I was about to blast you instead of Magneto. You know, since you were threatening the President."

"Well then, you made the right choice Cyke."

Wolverine put his hand on Kodiak's shoulder and lead him over to the keg. I noticed Elixir and Dust hanging out near the keg, trying to look nonchalant. I was about to go over and remind them that they are underage when the doorbell rang again.

Opening the door, I found a muscular looking guy with tall spiky black hair and a small group of people. "You were that guy that attacked Wolverine down in Washington," I said. The man looked at me defensively and nodded. I reached out my hand and gave him a big smile. "Very nicely done. You're Vegeta, right?"

"Yes. This is my wife Bulma," he said, indicating the rather hot looking woman with blue hair and skimpy clothes. He didn't bother to introduce the other people with the funny looking hair with him. They all headed for the food table. I was about to escort them there when Sage came up to me. The Martian Manhunter was with her.

"Scott, we have a problem," she told me. She turned to J'onn and nodded.

"One of my abilities is telepathy," he told me. "I received a telepathic message sent here to the mansion from Charles Xavier."

"The Professor? What did he say?" I asked.

"He has been pulled into the Astral Plane and is in trouble."


Blogger L>T said...

gosh, I was starting to think i didn't make an impression on you guys. ;]

You mean to tell me that wasn't the professor I dragged into the closet?

Oh well, any port in the storm.

10:46 PM  
Blogger Vegeta said...

So thet's where Bulma wanted to take me.

12:14 AM  
Blogger Jean-Luc Picard said...

Dancing with Warbird is a tricky thing to do.

5:37 AM  
Blogger J'onn J'onzz, Martian Manhunter said...

I need to tie into this somehow in my blog...

6:11 PM  
Blogger captain koma said...

So Lin's at the X-men party. I think thats the 'REAL LINDSAY LOHAN'. You wouldn't have a chance with her cyke. Iceman might he's more her type.

BTW - OOC: GO for J'onn just make sure that you read everyones blog on this story line.

And that really isn't synth-lin.

9:56 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

What the flark is a Justin Guarini, ahhhhh!!! stop singing.... come on cyke I've got Tommy lee on speed dial I could have the Crue here within an hour. and Ozzy owe's me a favor. please please please let me call him before wolverine hangs ol' justin on the flag pole or sumthin.

12:14 AM  
Blogger Wolverine said...

Too late!

7:44 AM  
Blogger Gyrobo said...

The professor? In an astral plane? We must get to that plane! Be it by first class, coach, or economy!

9:28 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Um scott your an x-man not a backstreet boy, jus thought you needed the reminder.
Huh, what keg, don't know what your talking bout. Claw marks you say. all gone you say. alrite I'll go get sum more. Hey Logan want to hit the nearest bar, I'm buyin.

10:16 AM  
Blogger L>T said...

Would you boys like a nice bowl of gravy to take along?

7:03 PM  
Blogger L>T said...

well, it sounded funny the first time I said it.

4:38 AM  
Blogger Warbird said...

well you may have been into it but your body hint hint wasnt...

btw Pantha is mad at you

7:56 PM  
Blogger A Army Of (Cl)One said...

why didn't I get an inviter to this party. Is it because I'm white? That's it, isn't it. *Lin bot comes up and whispers something in my ear*

Oh it just the "i live in a different Galaxy thing". My bad, never mind.

2:46 PM  

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