Hey Guys! Sorry if I took long on the other chap FF.Net didn't let me upload it! I like this one. I don't
really like Professor Xavier cause I don't beleive anyone can keep so many secrets and not crack up, you know?
merylyn: Of course! I'm also looking forward to seeing that but the storyline will be messed up in this chap too.
Rhona: First of all, what do you mean by class? Anyways, you're welcome. Gee..I never knew my story was that nice...THANKS!
flare: Oh, really? *evil smirk* You REALLY think Kurt won't go? *evil smirk* I have my reasons for calling this "Kurt Wagner
and the Chocolate Factory" *evil laugh*
[email protected]: Iceman? Rogue? I'll try! Logan and Pyro are here already *whines*
-----Xavier's Past: Revealed-----
The usually hyperactive "fuzzy dude" was now sulking as he walked into the kitchen. He wanted something to take his
mind off the Wonka Bar incident. Right now, there was only one thing that could cheer him up... food.
"Forge found the last ticket. So what? He's my friend and I have to support him." Kurt tried to reassure himself. He
opened the cupboards but all he found were cooking oil, soy sauce, ketchup, salt and the sort.
"Bleah! I'm not that desperate!" Kurt thought as he pulled a disgusted face. And so he turned to the refrigerator. He
bent down and saw everyone's own water bottles with their names on it. On the bottom part, there was a bottom drawer which
contained green, brown, and even orange things. When he finally cleared his head, he realized they were...
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! Vegetables! Get it away!" Kurt yelled and banged the door shut as if they
were going to kill him. Kurt gave a huge sigh and then moved to the freezer. When he opened it, he found raw meat and fish
but as he looked lower, he saw dozens of the remaining Wonka bars the Institute had been opening the night before.
"Ugh! I look for something to cheer me up and the only edible thing I find is the one that started it all." Kurt
groaned. After finding that he was left with no other choices, Kurt grabbed a bar abd made his way up the stairs.
"Kurt! Like, there you are!" Kitty ran up the stairs after Kurt. "I've been looking everywhere for you."
"Why? So you can destroy more of dreams?" Kurt snapped.
"I...I..." Kitty was taken aback. She didn't know what to say.
"Sorry, I'm still in a bad mood." Kurt apologized after he saw Kitty's reaction.
"It's OK. I just wanted to, like, apologize I got you mad." Kitty answered. "You need someone to talk to?"
"Not really but you can come with me." Kurt answered and they both made their way up the stairs. When they reached
his room, Kurt realized that he was still holding the Wonka bar.
"Like, what's with that?" Kitty asked. She pointed to the chocolate in Kurt's hands.
"Oh, this?" Kurt asked. "I just wanted something to cool me off. It was the only thing sensible to take." Kitty just
snorted as a response. She thought that taking something that caused you to get mad in the first place, isn't "cooling off".
Kurt decided that if he wanted to keep the chocolate, he would have to eat it or go all the way down stairs to put it back
in the kitchen. He started opening it but found another layer of wrapping.
"What's wrong, Kurt?" Kitty raised an eyebrow at Kurt who was practically drooling at the chocolate.
"Look, Kitty!" Kurt hurriedly took the shiny sheet of foil from the chocolate. He opened it to see it better and held
it out. "It's a Golden Ticket!"
"But...it can't be! The 5 Golden Tickets were, like, already found!" Kitty meant to say something disappointing but
she was to happy to sound so.
*****
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!" Forge laughed maniacally as he slumped down on his easy chair. "Finally,
I will get my revenge on that stupid Wonka! To think he had the nerve to NOT let me in his factory. He will pay."
Forge began to twirl his shell necklace around his finger. "You know, computer, I'm so happy today, I think I'll
consider forgiving you."
The words "Thank you, sir" appeared on the computer screen as if someone was typing it.
"I mean, even if you're a piece of crap, considering that you told me that there was a ticket with the Alcolytes but
there wasn't, I'll still forgive you. You know, it's good that you're actually trying to compensate for you're mistakes.
Giving me the idea to make a fake ticket instead? It's a good start." Forge just went on blabbing to his computer while it
typed in:
"But it was MY idea."
Outside Forge's room, Magneto was, shall we say, steaking out in the bushes.
"Curse him! That 70's freak tricked us into giving him the chocolate bar with the Golden ticket and it seems like he
got it. That ticket belongs to me!" Magneto muttered to himself.
"Why didn't I think of it before?" Magneto stopped to listen to Forge. "I'm Forge! I am destined to FORGE things!
Even pathetic Golden Tickets!"
"That CHEAT!" Magneto yelled. He lost control of his rage and used his power to tear Forge's window from the wall and
grabbed him by the neck.
*****
The next day, Kurt and Scott were reading the newspapers.
"Hey Kurt! Did you know that during the early 70's, Willy Wonka held this very same contest?" Scott asked.
"Yeah?" Kurt looked up from the comics section he was reading.
"Yeah! And one of the kids, Charlie Bucket, in herited the factory as his prize!" Scott answered.
"Well, go on. What happened to Charlie?" Kurt was now listening intently.
"That's all. There isn't anymore." Scott replied. "But I have a feeling the professor might know."
"Well, let's go!" Kurt cheered then held Scott's hand tightly. In a blink of an eye, the two boys were in the room the
Professor, and the three adults lay in a similar bed. They also saw Jean. It was her turn to tke care of the adults and Logan
and Hank were arguing...again.
"Beer's is the best!" Logan growled.
"It does taste good but champane gives off a more satisfying and refined taste." Hank countered in a matter-of-factly
tone.
"So you're saying I'm not refined enough?!" Logan popped out his claws.
"Will you two NEVER learn your lessons?" Storm sighed and set another lightning bolt on the two.
"Er... Professor?" Kurt managed to snuffle.
"Yes, Kurt?" The Professor turned to the two boys.
"We were wondering if you could tell us anything you know about Charlie after he inherited the Wonka factory." Kurt
gave him his biggest smile but the Professor scrunched up his face.
"Charlie?" Jean butted in. "I thought it was Charles." The children widened their eyes and stared at the Professor.
"Stupid 'Doll' guy." They caught him saying. "He couldn't even get my name right." (Doll referrs to Roald DAHL. The
author of "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory".)
"Go on, Charles. Tell them." Storm urged trying to hold back a smile.
"Fine." The Professor sighed then cleared his throat. "You see children, I was also scheduled to take a tour of the
factory after I found one of the Golden Tickets. But I later found out that, as I was the only child left, there was more to
the tour than the lifetime supply of chocolate. I had inherited the entire Wonka factories."
"Then, what happened?" Kurt was dying to know.
"Well, after a few months, the factory simply backfired--"
"You mean, the factory went haywire after you made a few of your own 'adjustments'" Storm chuckled and soon the others
followed.
"THANK YOU, Storm." The Prof. raised his voice. "Later on, Mr. Wonka took me for another ride in his glass elevator.
He asked me what I saw so I leaned forward on an open window to see more. The next thing I knew, I was falling and I could
hear Wonka rejoicing."
"Ooh. So that's how you got that." Kurt was bedazzled. He pointed to Xavier's lifeless legs.
"KURTKURTKURTKURTKURT!!!" Kitty's voice was heard from the hallway. "Forge's ticket was a fake!"
"How are you sure, Kitty?" Scott asked.
"He admitted it! I was watching TV and then all of a sudden, the picture, like, blurs and then Forge's face ends up
on TV. Later, the TV station announced that, like, electromagnetic waves disrupted their brodcast." Kitty stammered.
"So that means," Kurt took the Golden Foil from his pocket. "I'm... I'm going to... Willy Wonka's Factory!" Kurt had
to hold on to something to keep himself standing.
"Welcome to the club, pal." Scott put an arm around Kurt's shoulder.
"Who are you taking, Kurt?" Jean asked as she finished cleaning up the adults' breakfast trays.
"Hey, I know!" Scott said. "Why don't you take that girl in your Math class?"
"Who? Amanda? No way!" Kurt yelled. "Besides, I was thinking if the Professor would go."
"Why, Kurt?" The Professor sounded flattered though.
"Because you've helped me so much and I want you to meet up with Mr. Wonka again." Kurt was so happy. "And you encouraged
me to do this."
"But Kurt! The Professor won't be fit enough to leave the mansion by tomorrow!" Jean tried to reason. Inside, she
didn't wan't the Professor to go since he'll be keeping a close eye on her and she won't be able to win if he'd be around.
"Don't worry, Jean. If Kurt wants, I'll go." The Professor responded. He pulled himself to sit up.
"Come, Professor." Kurt sat beside the Professor and put Xavier's arm around his shoulder and attempted to pull both
of them up. The first time failed but pretty soon, they both got up.
"Wow! Look at me!" The Professor held on to the headboard to give himself some added support with Kurt. "I haven't
done this in 60 years!"
Xavier stumbled down again before he regained control. Soon, he began to sing...
"I never thought that I could be,
Anything but catastrophe.
But suddenly I begin to see,
A bit of good luck for me."
"I never had the chance to shine,
Never a happy song to sing.
But suddenly half the world is mine,
What an amazing thing." Kurt continued while he still kept a good grip on the Professor
"Cause I found a golden ticket,
I've got a golden sun up in the sky." They both sang together.
"I never thought I'd see the day,
When I would face the world and say
'Good morning! Look at the sun!" Bobby butted in. "Wicked! I loved that movie!"
The others just stared at him with disgust. Jean used her TK and slammed the door on Bobby's face. "Please continue."
Jean smiled. The Professor cleared his throat and went on.
"I never thought that I would be,
Slapping the lap of luxury.
'cause I'd have said...It couldn't be done." The Professor tried to "skip" around with Kurt. They stopped in front
of a window.
"But it can be DONE!" Kurt spread out his arms. He let go of Xavier and he fell out of the window. *thud*
"Jean, why don't you use you're TK to bring the Professor back here?" Scott asked.
"Why don't you do it! I don't want to! I have to go fix up for tomorrow!" Jean snubbed and marched to the door.
"Uh, Professor...?" Kurt was still staring at Xavier's body two floors down.
"Professor!" Kurt tried louder.
No response...
"PROFESSOR!"
"Leave it, Kurt. He'll come to." Storm was still knitting.
"Hehe...uh... oh Kitty! We'd better fix up!" Kurt ran after Kitty who left with Jean.
-----end-----
Well, hoped you liked that! I hope you like it! Xavier's darkest secret...in my eyes.
Questions and suggestions are welcome!
really like Professor Xavier cause I don't beleive anyone can keep so many secrets and not crack up, you know?
merylyn: Of course! I'm also looking forward to seeing that but the storyline will be messed up in this chap too.
Rhona: First of all, what do you mean by class? Anyways, you're welcome. Gee..I never knew my story was that nice...THANKS!
flare: Oh, really? *evil smirk* You REALLY think Kurt won't go? *evil smirk* I have my reasons for calling this "Kurt Wagner
and the Chocolate Factory" *evil laugh*
[email protected]: Iceman? Rogue? I'll try! Logan and Pyro are here already *whines*
-----Xavier's Past: Revealed-----
The usually hyperactive "fuzzy dude" was now sulking as he walked into the kitchen. He wanted something to take his
mind off the Wonka Bar incident. Right now, there was only one thing that could cheer him up... food.
"Forge found the last ticket. So what? He's my friend and I have to support him." Kurt tried to reassure himself. He
opened the cupboards but all he found were cooking oil, soy sauce, ketchup, salt and the sort.
"Bleah! I'm not that desperate!" Kurt thought as he pulled a disgusted face. And so he turned to the refrigerator. He
bent down and saw everyone's own water bottles with their names on it. On the bottom part, there was a bottom drawer which
contained green, brown, and even orange things. When he finally cleared his head, he realized they were...
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! Vegetables! Get it away!" Kurt yelled and banged the door shut as if they
were going to kill him. Kurt gave a huge sigh and then moved to the freezer. When he opened it, he found raw meat and fish
but as he looked lower, he saw dozens of the remaining Wonka bars the Institute had been opening the night before.
"Ugh! I look for something to cheer me up and the only edible thing I find is the one that started it all." Kurt
groaned. After finding that he was left with no other choices, Kurt grabbed a bar abd made his way up the stairs.
"Kurt! Like, there you are!" Kitty ran up the stairs after Kurt. "I've been looking everywhere for you."
"Why? So you can destroy more of dreams?" Kurt snapped.
"I...I..." Kitty was taken aback. She didn't know what to say.
"Sorry, I'm still in a bad mood." Kurt apologized after he saw Kitty's reaction.
"It's OK. I just wanted to, like, apologize I got you mad." Kitty answered. "You need someone to talk to?"
"Not really but you can come with me." Kurt answered and they both made their way up the stairs. When they reached
his room, Kurt realized that he was still holding the Wonka bar.
"Like, what's with that?" Kitty asked. She pointed to the chocolate in Kurt's hands.
"Oh, this?" Kurt asked. "I just wanted something to cool me off. It was the only thing sensible to take." Kitty just
snorted as a response. She thought that taking something that caused you to get mad in the first place, isn't "cooling off".
Kurt decided that if he wanted to keep the chocolate, he would have to eat it or go all the way down stairs to put it back
in the kitchen. He started opening it but found another layer of wrapping.
"What's wrong, Kurt?" Kitty raised an eyebrow at Kurt who was practically drooling at the chocolate.
"Look, Kitty!" Kurt hurriedly took the shiny sheet of foil from the chocolate. He opened it to see it better and held
it out. "It's a Golden Ticket!"
"But...it can't be! The 5 Golden Tickets were, like, already found!" Kitty meant to say something disappointing but
she was to happy to sound so.
*****
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!" Forge laughed maniacally as he slumped down on his easy chair. "Finally,
I will get my revenge on that stupid Wonka! To think he had the nerve to NOT let me in his factory. He will pay."
Forge began to twirl his shell necklace around his finger. "You know, computer, I'm so happy today, I think I'll
consider forgiving you."
The words "Thank you, sir" appeared on the computer screen as if someone was typing it.
"I mean, even if you're a piece of crap, considering that you told me that there was a ticket with the Alcolytes but
there wasn't, I'll still forgive you. You know, it's good that you're actually trying to compensate for you're mistakes.
Giving me the idea to make a fake ticket instead? It's a good start." Forge just went on blabbing to his computer while it
typed in:
"But it was MY idea."
Outside Forge's room, Magneto was, shall we say, steaking out in the bushes.
"Curse him! That 70's freak tricked us into giving him the chocolate bar with the Golden ticket and it seems like he
got it. That ticket belongs to me!" Magneto muttered to himself.
"Why didn't I think of it before?" Magneto stopped to listen to Forge. "I'm Forge! I am destined to FORGE things!
Even pathetic Golden Tickets!"
"That CHEAT!" Magneto yelled. He lost control of his rage and used his power to tear Forge's window from the wall and
grabbed him by the neck.
*****
The next day, Kurt and Scott were reading the newspapers.
"Hey Kurt! Did you know that during the early 70's, Willy Wonka held this very same contest?" Scott asked.
"Yeah?" Kurt looked up from the comics section he was reading.
"Yeah! And one of the kids, Charlie Bucket, in herited the factory as his prize!" Scott answered.
"Well, go on. What happened to Charlie?" Kurt was now listening intently.
"That's all. There isn't anymore." Scott replied. "But I have a feeling the professor might know."
"Well, let's go!" Kurt cheered then held Scott's hand tightly. In a blink of an eye, the two boys were in the room the
Professor, and the three adults lay in a similar bed. They also saw Jean. It was her turn to tke care of the adults and Logan
and Hank were arguing...again.
"Beer's is the best!" Logan growled.
"It does taste good but champane gives off a more satisfying and refined taste." Hank countered in a matter-of-factly
tone.
"So you're saying I'm not refined enough?!" Logan popped out his claws.
"Will you two NEVER learn your lessons?" Storm sighed and set another lightning bolt on the two.
"Er... Professor?" Kurt managed to snuffle.
"Yes, Kurt?" The Professor turned to the two boys.
"We were wondering if you could tell us anything you know about Charlie after he inherited the Wonka factory." Kurt
gave him his biggest smile but the Professor scrunched up his face.
"Charlie?" Jean butted in. "I thought it was Charles." The children widened their eyes and stared at the Professor.
"Stupid 'Doll' guy." They caught him saying. "He couldn't even get my name right." (Doll referrs to Roald DAHL. The
author of "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory".)
"Go on, Charles. Tell them." Storm urged trying to hold back a smile.
"Fine." The Professor sighed then cleared his throat. "You see children, I was also scheduled to take a tour of the
factory after I found one of the Golden Tickets. But I later found out that, as I was the only child left, there was more to
the tour than the lifetime supply of chocolate. I had inherited the entire Wonka factories."
"Then, what happened?" Kurt was dying to know.
"Well, after a few months, the factory simply backfired--"
"You mean, the factory went haywire after you made a few of your own 'adjustments'" Storm chuckled and soon the others
followed.
"THANK YOU, Storm." The Prof. raised his voice. "Later on, Mr. Wonka took me for another ride in his glass elevator.
He asked me what I saw so I leaned forward on an open window to see more. The next thing I knew, I was falling and I could
hear Wonka rejoicing."
"Ooh. So that's how you got that." Kurt was bedazzled. He pointed to Xavier's lifeless legs.
"KURTKURTKURTKURTKURT!!!" Kitty's voice was heard from the hallway. "Forge's ticket was a fake!"
"How are you sure, Kitty?" Scott asked.
"He admitted it! I was watching TV and then all of a sudden, the picture, like, blurs and then Forge's face ends up
on TV. Later, the TV station announced that, like, electromagnetic waves disrupted their brodcast." Kitty stammered.
"So that means," Kurt took the Golden Foil from his pocket. "I'm... I'm going to... Willy Wonka's Factory!" Kurt had
to hold on to something to keep himself standing.
"Welcome to the club, pal." Scott put an arm around Kurt's shoulder.
"Who are you taking, Kurt?" Jean asked as she finished cleaning up the adults' breakfast trays.
"Hey, I know!" Scott said. "Why don't you take that girl in your Math class?"
"Who? Amanda? No way!" Kurt yelled. "Besides, I was thinking if the Professor would go."
"Why, Kurt?" The Professor sounded flattered though.
"Because you've helped me so much and I want you to meet up with Mr. Wonka again." Kurt was so happy. "And you encouraged
me to do this."
"But Kurt! The Professor won't be fit enough to leave the mansion by tomorrow!" Jean tried to reason. Inside, she
didn't wan't the Professor to go since he'll be keeping a close eye on her and she won't be able to win if he'd be around.
"Don't worry, Jean. If Kurt wants, I'll go." The Professor responded. He pulled himself to sit up.
"Come, Professor." Kurt sat beside the Professor and put Xavier's arm around his shoulder and attempted to pull both
of them up. The first time failed but pretty soon, they both got up.
"Wow! Look at me!" The Professor held on to the headboard to give himself some added support with Kurt. "I haven't
done this in 60 years!"
Xavier stumbled down again before he regained control. Soon, he began to sing...
"I never thought that I could be,
Anything but catastrophe.
But suddenly I begin to see,
A bit of good luck for me."
"I never had the chance to shine,
Never a happy song to sing.
But suddenly half the world is mine,
What an amazing thing." Kurt continued while he still kept a good grip on the Professor
"Cause I found a golden ticket,
I've got a golden sun up in the sky." They both sang together.
"I never thought I'd see the day,
When I would face the world and say
'Good morning! Look at the sun!" Bobby butted in. "Wicked! I loved that movie!"
The others just stared at him with disgust. Jean used her TK and slammed the door on Bobby's face. "Please continue."
Jean smiled. The Professor cleared his throat and went on.
"I never thought that I would be,
Slapping the lap of luxury.
'cause I'd have said...It couldn't be done." The Professor tried to "skip" around with Kurt. They stopped in front
of a window.
"But it can be DONE!" Kurt spread out his arms. He let go of Xavier and he fell out of the window. *thud*
"Jean, why don't you use you're TK to bring the Professor back here?" Scott asked.
"Why don't you do it! I don't want to! I have to go fix up for tomorrow!" Jean snubbed and marched to the door.
"Uh, Professor...?" Kurt was still staring at Xavier's body two floors down.
"Professor!" Kurt tried louder.
No response...
"PROFESSOR!"
"Leave it, Kurt. He'll come to." Storm was still knitting.
"Hehe...uh... oh Kitty! We'd better fix up!" Kurt ran after Kitty who left with Jean.
-----end-----
Well, hoped you liked that! I hope you like it! Xavier's darkest secret...in my eyes.
Questions and suggestions are welcome!