Monday, August 28, 2006
Everyone went to Washington thinking the demon soldiers had readied another attack. I knew they hadn't... I still had a little bit of the telepathic link Gaia had put in me before, that had been activated again for some reason.
I jumped up on Cyclops's shoulder, "Cyke, they're not there. We should really go back to New York."
He gave me a sarcastic glance, "Yes, go where our radar says there isn't any problem... That sounds right."
"It didn't cross your mid that this could be a trick to lead us away from what's really going on?"
"No, and I don't see why you think that. What more is there in New York for Gaia to get at?"
"What is there in Washington?" I jumped off his shoulder and sat right in front of him blocking his way.
He raised an eyebrow and shoved me aside with his foot, "Look Fred, this isn't up for discussion. We've had no other sign to go to New York other than you wanting to." He walked into the crowd of other heroes.
Hmpf, I thought, looks like I'll have to take another approach.
That Carol woman was sitting near by in the carrier’s lounge, deep in discussion with Storm on what must be done. "She's the one who got the signal..." I whispered. I crept over to her under the table. There was a small metallic box with a screen on it that was giving a faint flashing on the seat next to her. That must have been where she was following the signal from. I slunk over took the tracer and slipped away with it in my mouth... Just to let you know...Metal doesn't taste good.
I did some fooling around with it, and reconfigured the signals so they would appear to becoming from New York. I snuck back over and put the little box back down beside Carol. It was flashing brightly now because of it's new co-ordinates, but she didn't seem to notice.
"Mmph" I grunted and jabbed her in the leg with my nose.
"Uh!" she looked down as I darted away. She looked at the radar box for a moment with a puzzled expression on her face.
"Hold up everyone! Signal's not coming from Washington anymore! Turn the carrier around!"
Everyone began to run around hurriedly as the ships direction changed course.
Across from me Cyclops gave me a suspicious look, but I turned away and curled up on the nearest seat.
We arrived in New York quite soon. You can read about the accounts we had there here an here.
At the end of her battle with Vegeta, she looked into the crowd and spotted me. Her face changed for an instant and then I could hear her in my head.
"Thank-you, old friend, for bringing everyone to me. Were it not for you, I may not have extracted the information I received here today."
She winked and I felt a little shiver go over me. She faded into nothing and everyone gathered together trying to decide what to do next. Elixir looked down at me.
"Whoa little dude, what's with the new doo?"
I ran over and look in a car hubcap near by.
Monday, August 21, 2006
Mostly in Scott's backpack....or whatever he has with him...
I don't know what's happening, but I miss Gaia...
I haven't had anything but a hard lemon candy for 2 weeks....
My fur is all matted....
I'm gonna go find Wolverine....
Maybe he can help me find Gaia...
His nose is probably better then mine right now...
If he can't, I'm sure someone around here must help me....
Well, I'm off...
Saturday, July 01, 2006
I popped out and found myself face to face with Cyclops. I don't like him much. Creeps me out.
"Hullo," I said cheerfully, "what are you doing up here?"
"Trying to stop her!"
*insert Jean here*
"Ah, I see. Any luck?"
"What does it look like?"
"Don't get cocky with me now; I was only trying to be friendly."
"Look Fred, I don't have time to be talking to you right now. I have a team to lead and a wife to de-crazy."
"Uh-huh..."I said looking over the span of the lawn, "colorful choice of words, but it looks to me that your team has no intention of being led by you at the moment." I motioned to Storm who was below obviously belting out orders to the rest.
"Damn it! She keeps doing that!"
"Better go stop her than, shouldn't ye'?"
He looked hesitant and I raised an eyebrow ever so slightly. He pelted down to the group of people from his perch atop the roof with me.
"Can't stand be around him too much," I muttered. I surveyed the roof trying to decide on the best way down.
"Humph...that's funny. I don't see a heat vent up here-why's it so hot all of a sudden?" I glanced over my shoulder.
"Oh, it's you. I haven't seen you in a while Jean."
"Pitiful worm! I will-"
"Which reminds me, I haven't seen Emma in a while either..."
"Huh? Oh-You know. That psychic girl that always dresses in white and was apart of the Hellfire Club? You should remember her, she did ruin your marriage!"
"She slept with Scott? Psychic affair? You know! Sheesh, I wasn't even here when it happened and I know about it!"
"Yes, with Emma. They slept together and you caught them or something-"
"Yes...I believe she's in England right now...Something to do with world domination-"
"EMMA!!! SCOTT!!!" and she flew off the roof in a fiery frenzy. She dive-bombed Scott and threw a fireball at him and then went flying off in a northeasterly direction.
She didn't get far. She crashed into a barrier Gaia had put up and Rogue went flying into her delivering a devastating punch. She got up again to have Bobby and Mr. McCoy come bounding over to her. Using the limited telepathy I have I sought the reasoning behind their daring action. Something to do with the old team. Oh well. Whatever.
"Well...see ya later Jean."
Friday, April 14, 2006
I can't say where.
Wolverine took the remote away from me when I was watching "Jerry Springer" (don't judge)
I bit him.
And now I'm hiding.
Monday, April 10, 2006
|You Are a Visionary Soul|
You have great vision and can be very insightful.In fact, you are often profound in a way that surprises yourself.Visionary souls like you can be the best type of friend.You are intuitive, understanding, sympathetic, and a good healer.
Souls you are most compatible with: Old Soul and Peacemaker Soul
Thursday, March 16, 2006
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
I've got a flannel to wash my face,
When it gets mucky I feel disgrace.
Do you like horicks?
Do you like chips?
I've got 100 pairs of lips.
Credit to David Firth- this is not mine. It doesn't make sense but I like it. Incase you're wondering (because I know I was) horlicks are a type of low fat chocolate.