CHAOTIC KITTEN 3:
AS PURE AS THE WIND DRIVEN SNOW
AN X-MEN/MARVEL FAN FICTION BY TUNI PEACE.
Tuni always admired her hero, Mr. McCoy. But she also wonderd WHY he was so nice. She knew that it was easier to be nice and get along with others than just to be rude and put up some front of toughness. But going back to when she blew up the lab a few weeks ago... was there ANYTHING... ANYTHING... that was really bad about him?
Tuni sat in Mr. McCoy's favorite recliner, within the lounge. If it was called sitting. Her back laying on the seat and feet pointing upward towad the ceiling, as her legs rested on the back support of the wide chair.
He would always give to charities. Dress up as Santa Cluas for christmas, and has a great humorist.
TUNI: He has been so nice to me... even after blowing up the lab, and temporaringly making scott go crazy. I don't want to break him, but it is really a virtue that he is so upstanding...
Just then Scott Summers and Mr. McCoy come walking into the lounge. Mr. McCoy was on the cellphone and scott was trying his best to hold in laughter. Tuni arose from Mr. McCoys lounger. He almost did not notice tuni standing to the side of the lounger, as he went right into sitting in it.
MR.MCCOY: But Reed I'm telling you... Look just hear me out... Well... Yes! Look! Look, how long have we known each other? I know... And I'am not?... Just one trip! For at least an hour or so... No, wait... Hello?... Hellooooow...? CONFOUNDED!
Tuni wraped her arms around Mr. McCoy and sat on his lap. His head was turned away from her, resting on his closed hand, with repaired blackberry within it, in treat of being crushed again. He sighed and then put the phone into his pants pocket.
Mr. Mccoys arm slowly went around tuni's shoulders. Tuni then gave him a kiss on the cheek. He rubbed her shoulder and sighed, still looking away and bent away from her.
SCOTT: So no go with Reed, huh, hank?
MR. MCCOY: You should of heard what he was saying to me! "Maybe you should take a vacation, or think about your retirement".
SCOTT: OH, GOD!!!
Scott bursted out laughing, he was sitting on the couch facing away from the recliner. tuni lloked at Mr. McCoy, then at scott, then at Mr.McCoy again. Mr. McCoy now tapping his fingers on the armrest of the lounger looked on at the back of scott's head moving in various directions of laughter.
SCOTT: What did black panther say?
MR.MCCOY: "Maybe that explosion blew away some of your brains" And "If you want to do that, then you should buy one".
Scott went into a laughing fit again. Tuni could not hide her curiousity any more. She looked on at scott and asked Mr. McCoy what was going on. Mr. McCoy strightend up and looked on at tuni, with slightly widend eyes. His face then relaxed as he put his other arm around her and looked at her with a loose jaw, slightly biting the insides of both his cheeks.
TUNI: Well...?
MR.MCCOY: Oh, my stars and garthers... So what have we been upto, my dear? Any evil or chaoticness?
TUNI: I'm working on it.
MR. MCCOY: Good to hear.
Scott turned to the both of them, like a record on a turn table. He then stood up and went over to the happy couple.
SCOTT: Do you give this girl any disapline at all, hank?
MR. MCCOY: Scott-
SCOTT: And I know that she is a grown woman, but you baby her! "what kind of evil" How about boot camp!
TUNI: Scott, dont be a speckled richard.
SCOTT: You mean the english pudding? It is called speckled dick!
TUNI: well you said it...!
Tuni chuckles, raising her fingers folded over her palm. She looked at them with lowerd browns as her other arm crossed her torso. Mr. McCoy sighed and rolled his eyes, awaiting a boxing match of words. Mr. McCoy gently shook tuni in his arm, then rubbing her shoulder.
SCOTT: You little, hell cat! What part of hades are you from?
TUNI: Legion 667 of the West River Sixx District, and we "FUNK"-ING, RULE!
SCOTT: Your just going to let her talk to me like that?!
MR.MCCOY: Now tuni, try to have some respect for our senior faculty.
TUNI: Alright, I'm sorry... Sorry that your an interloper that does'nt want me to breath two steps of personality!
MR.MCCOY: Tuniieee....
TUNI: Scott I do respect you, but you just seem to jump all over me like a frog on another, during mating season.
SCOTT: It is because I feel that you are getting away with alot of stuff that everyone is just letting flying over their heads.
Tuni looks down and away sadly... Tuni arises from Mr. McCy's lap. She then walks away, with her head lowerd and fingers laced together, infront of her. Mr. McCoy looks on at her with some concern.
Mr. McCoy arises from the chair and looks on at her. He then sighs and turns his head to scott.
MR.MCCOY: You still do not trust her...?
SCOTT: No... She's not a spy... But I do think that she does have some kind of brain damage... And your not helping, man!
MR. MCCOY: I'am helping more than you think I'am, dear chap. Who is the doctor? And she really does like you.
SCOTT: Likes me so much that she goves my gift away-
MR.MCCOY: TO-an-kindergarden class, scott... You should be proud...
SCOTT: Look buddy-
Scott pulls Mr. McCoy to the side, away from tuni. He then looks over his shoulder toward tuni, whom was standing in the corner, next to the recliner. Scott crosses his arms again and looks intoMr. McCoy's eyes. Mr. mcCoy makes a soft sigh and holds his hands together infront of him, like a prisoner in a trial.
SCOTT: You have a very soft heart buddy... But... We just do not know much about her yet. Your memory machine can only be used on her twice a month, and then she only has about 35 percent of her memory.
MR.MCCOY: Your point?
SCOTT: What if she changes? What f this girl-young woman that you Re making such GOOD friends with, is not the same after she gets her whole memories...
Mr, Mccoy rolls his eyes and turns away from scott. Mr. McCoy traces his mouth with his fingers, pausing them under his lips. His eyes dart around with a slightly elevated brow, but lowerd eyelids. Scott nods his head and sighs.
Scott then pats Mr. McCoy on the back and then looks on at tuni. Scott leaves the lounge in utter confidence that Mr. McCoy will now be more caucious about tuni for now on.
Mr. McCoy sits back into the lounger. He turns his head to tuni. She heard him sit down. Mr. McCoy clears his troat, getting tuni's attension. She slightly turns her head to him. Then within sight-shot, Mr. McCoy pats his lap, as if calling a cat to jump on it. Tuni turns her head more. Her fingers still laced, tuni looks at Mr. Mccoy up and down.
Mr. McCoy smirks, almost smiling as he pats his lap again. Tuni lightly smiles. She lands on his lap, shifting and making herself at home. Tuni then wraps her arms around his shoulders.
MR.MCCOY: Do not mind him... he is just concerned about me.
TUNI: Hmpth! Some concern! He was laughing at you! I did not like that.
MR. MCCOY: Well... I do not blame him there...
TUNI: But why? I-
MR.MCCOY: He was laughing at me, making phone calls to all of my scientific friends and colleages. I was asking them for a favor.
TUNI: SO?!
MR.MCCOY: oh, my stars and garthers... A collabritive shopping outting, to Toys"r"us.
TUNI: What?!
MR.MCCOY: I was so impressed by your science experiment, that i wanted to run some "Maguiver" such explots to the products of the store.
TUNI: Golly, and they all said no?
MR.MCCOY: (SIGH). Yes...
Tuni hugs Mr. McCoy sligthtly tighter, and rest her head on his shoulder. Mr. McCoy wraps his arms. He then rest her head on hers.
TUNI: And scott can be concerned without being such a butt pill.
MR.MCCOY: (SIGH) Basically a pain in the arse, huh? Or Placebo, as we doctors like to call it.
TUNI: Yeah thats the one...
Mr. McCoy and tuni laugh. Scott hears them going on with each other in the living room. He shakes his head and sighs.
SCOTT: Don't go don the rabbit hole friend... there might be a snake...
TUNI PEACE
Tapping the fingers for art and laughs.