Theme Park Troubles

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Chapter 15: Capture!

The Xavier Institute

"Uhm..." A heavily blushing Scott walked into the Institute's kitchen. Sitting at a table were Kurt Wagner and Paige Guthrie. Kurt was a German blue-furred spade-tailed three-fingered mutant with superhuman-level agility, reflexes, flexibility, and the power of teleportation. Paige was a young blonde from Kentucky with the ability to shed her skin, revealing new forms made of any material she wished. She was also the younger sister of Sam Guthrie, the New Mutants' own Cannonball. Scott immediately moved towards the fridge. Kurt and Paige looked up at him. The German was eating a sandwich and the blonde was reading a book.

"Guten Tag, Herr Summers." Kurt grinned. "How is Jean, anyway?"

"I...don't wanna talk about it." Scott answered quickly, desperately trying to hide his face with the fridge door.

"What's wrong with your face?" Paige wondered. "You're redder than a sunburned tomato."

"I...don't want to talk about it." Scott repeated quickly, not looking up. "Where's the ham? I'm trying to find the ham here. There's no ham here. Why is there no ham here?"

"The ham's behind the mustard, Scott." Paige told the optic blaster.

"Yeah, ham..." Scott mumbled.

"Are you blushing?" Kurt grinned. "It has something to do with Jean in ze brig, ja?"

"I...don't want to talk about it." Scott mumbled again. Hank McCoy, the bouncing blue Beast, hopped in.

"How did it go?" Paige wondered.

"Splendidly." Beast smiled. "Thor managed to get the creatures to Asgard without any trouble."

"Ah hope they'll be happy there." Paige blinked.

"I would not worry about it, Paige." Beast smiled. "Thor assured me they will be fine." He saw a frightened Kitty Pryde peek in.

"...is Jean here?" She whispered in a frightened manner.

"I...don't want to talk about it." Scott answered quickly.

"No, she is not here." Beast answered.

"Thank you." Kitty quickly ran into the room and dove under the table, shuddering. "God, don't let her get me..." Paige blinked.

"Mah Gawd..." The blonde blinked. "What did Jean do to her?"

"You mean you did not see Jean chase Kitty around ze Institute, threatening to skin her alive?" Kurt looked at Paige in shock. The blonde epidermic metamorph shook her head in disbelief.

"No, Ah was in mah room listening to mah music."

The Pit

"OW OW OW OW OW!" Short Fuze yelled. General Hawk was marching out of Shipwreck's barracks, and he was dragging out Short Fuze...by his ear. This action wasn't unusual to the ever-beleaguered general. He had seen Althea do it to Shipwreck and Pietro numerous times. "Aw, come on, sir!" The blond mortar expert whined. "This is embarrassing!"

"Tough, soldier! Suck it up!" Hawk grumbled.

"But people can see me!" Short Fuze whined. He glared at a snickering Leatherneck. He was following the mortar operator, alongside Beach Head and Lifeline. "Hey, shut up!"

"Listen here Fuze, you're doing KP even if I have to drag you to the mess hall and staple your feet to the floor!" Hawk grumbled.

"Aw, come on..." Short Fuze groaned.

"You asked for it, Short Fuze." Beach Head growled at the blond Joe. "I don't know how you got those people into the Pit without authorization, but so help me, I'll find out..."

"General, I have to apologize." Lifeline sighed. "It's just I loved the original Trek series growing up, and..."

"You were a sci-fi geek?" Beach Head blinked in disbelief.

"I grew up in a rough household." Lifeline sighed. "Star Trek was an escape. I was inspired to become a doctor by that show."

"Unbe-freakin'-lieveable." Beach-Head groaned. He then heard a rumbling. "What the-?" The five Joes looked around. Then there was the screaming. And the source revealed itself.

"WAAAAAAAAAAAH!" A huge wave of water rushed by, and on top was a screaming Tripwire. The ever-clumsy Joe was clutching onto an ironing board for dear life like a makeshift surfboard. "HELP ME!"

"How did he-?" Leatherneck's jaw dropped.

"Leatherneck, that's the guy who somehow caused an elephant stampede in South America." Beach Head cracked.

"Only on this base..." Hawk groaned.

Adventure World's control room

WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

"AH! AH! AHHHHH! AHHHHHHH!" The insane English mutant known as Virus screamed repeatedly. "AH HELP ME!"

"Hit 'im! Hit 'im!" Low Light cheered.

"Nah, I think he's had enough." Shipwreck smirked, putting his belt back on. The Englishman whimpered.

"What is your problem, you psycho?!" Virus screamed.

"Oh come on! I didn't give you the Singapore treatment." Shipwreck rolled his eyes. "And besides, I didn't even hit ya."

"Gave 'im a good scare, though." Low Light smirked.

"Oh yeah." Shipwreck agreed. The technician and Airtight watched the exchange.

"Are they..." The technician blinked. "Always like this?" Airtight shrugged.

"I dunno. I think they're alright." The CBR specialist shrugged. "We gotta find a way to shut these robots down!"

"WHEEEEEE!" A dazed Angelica was seen flying by. She had a big happy grin on her face.

"Firestar?!" Cover Girl's jaw dropped.

"I am the Lizard Queen!" She proclaimed, throwing her arms wide. She then started executing various aerial tricks, including barrel rolls and loop-de-loops. Airtight looked up from under the panel he was working on as Firestar executed an aerial move.

"Wow. That's a nice Immelman. I thought she had trouble with that." Airtight complimented.

"Not anymore she doesn't." Cover Girl groaned.

"Angelica! Get back here!" Lina Chakram flew after the red-haired mutant.

Adventure World

A group of robots menacingly marched towards Lance. The geokinetic smirked, and held up a disposable camera.

Why not? It worked on the Simpsons. Besides, a kid took a picture in the robot parade, and the flash caused one to screw up. He mentally shrugged. "Hey, robots..." He taunted in an Austrian accent, like Arnold Schwarzenegger. "Say cheese." He took a picture. The flash of the camera made the robots squawk, twitch and collapse in showers of sparks. "Die, evil robots! Die!" Lance caused more robots to twitch and collapse with the camera. "Heh-heh. With a dry cool wit like that, I could be an action hero."

"Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee..." A insanely-giggling John flicked open his lighter. He had salvaged several robot parts, and despite the brawl going on around him, he had found some artistic inspiration. The insane Australian had salvaged some of the robots' parts and had started welding them into an unusual sculpture.

Clang!

A cowboy robot's head landed right next to him, followed by a primal scream that was easily identifiable as Wanda's. The pyrokinetic blinked at it for a second before grinning widely.

"Ooh! John Wayne!" John grinned, picking up the head. "I'm keeping this head."

Ka-BOOM!

"Wow." John blinked. "Wanda is furious."

"John, what're you doing?" Lance groaned. "We're fighting for our lives here."

"I'm making art!" John grinned proudly. "Behold! A unicorn!" He waved at his sculpture. It looked nothing like the mythical horned horse.

"John...it doesn't look like a unicorn." Lance sighed.

"Yeah, it does." John grinned. "Did you hear that scream?"

"Yeah, those robots must've gotten her really mad." Lance nodded.

"She probably tried to get Darkstar in the Tunnel of Love." John snickered. "Wouldn't surprise me if that was the case." The two mutants heard clanking. "Uh oh..." They saw a line of robots marching towards them. "This is not good...right?"

"No, John." Lance grumbled, pinching the bridge of his nose.

The control room

"Eureka! We got the master controls!" Airtight grinned. "Let's just turn those bad robots off, shall we?"

Adventure World

"This is, John." Lance growled. "The Big One."

"We'll fight like Spartans!" John grinned. "Hee hee. That's a funny word. Spartans. Spartans. Spartans."

"Be stupid later, John." Lance grunted. Suddenly, the robots stopped moving. Their limp bodies made no noise, making Lance and John blink. "What was that?"

"I..." The insane Misfit blinked. "I think they're dead."

"They're robots, John." Lance sighed.

"So?" Pyro blinked.

"Hey, what happened to the robots?!" They heard Wanda yell. "I wasn't done hexing them into next year!"

"I think they got shut off." Lance realized.

The Adventure World control room

"Alright! Whooooo!" Airtight and the scientist high-fived. "We did it!"

"I hope the kids are alright..." Cover Girl asked worriedly.

"We got this little punk." Spirit growled as he and Low Light hefted up Virus. They each held an arm of the scowling mutant.

"You're gonna love jail, pal." Cover Girl smirked at Virus. She then pressed his cheeks together. "Hey fellas, what're the chances he'll be real popular in the big house?" The Englishman jerked his head away.

"Just you bloody wait, you Neanderthal!" Virus yelled. "I'll be back! And then I'll get back me beloved Althea...and make you pay! BWAAAAAA-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" He then grinned madly. "And to make sure of me promise..." Virus pressed a hidden button on his wristband. "Goodbye!" He vanished in a flash of light.

"AGH!" Low Light kicked the ground in frustration.

"We should've known that little punk had a trick up his sleeve." Spirit growled. "He always does."

"I don't care if he's a kid. Next time, I'm going to beat him upside the head with a beer bottle."

"Avalanche to Cover Girl. Come in, CG." The brown-haired ex-model's Joe-Com crackled.

"This is Cover Girl. Come in, Avalanche." Cover Girl answered.

"What happened? Where did you guys go? And...we got a lot of wrecked robots here...NO PYRO! YOU IDIOT! DON'T WELD THOSE! THOSE AREN'T YOURS!" Lance was heard screaming. "Sorry about that." Cover Girl groaned.

"Oh, man..." The scientist groaned. "A lot of the robots are broken, aren't they?"

"And Pyro's got the rest." Airtight shook his head.

"We'd better get him before he gets more 'artistic inspiration'." Shipwreck sighed, making the 'quote marks' gesture at the last two words.

"I guess we're not allowed here again, huh?" Airtight asked the scientist. The scientist sighed.

Well, that's another Misfit adventure for you! What madness will happen down the line? Are the Misfits and Joes banned from yet another place? What'll Virus try next! Find out soon! Suggestions needed badly! This is L1701E saying thanks for reading!