several years ago i wrote a great fic, about me, abbs, emma frost and rouge, going on a road trip around florida. i cant find the origenal, so i'll do my best to re write it, with some new bits (cameos with you guys in too). i'll add it bit by bit.. like the realm write up i guess...
hope you enjoy... :book:


Fuzzys road trip fic:


We open in a small country lane, surrounded by cottages and fields, where a weird kid with purple hair and what seems to be a broken pair of glasses is yelling at another, equally strange boy with long brown hair and a pair of unbroken specs.
‘Oh come on! It’ll be fun.’ Yelled the violet haired one.
‘I know, I’m up for it… but she wont be.’
‘She will… if I ask her Abbs!
‘What ever you say fuzzy.’
The one named fuzzy grinned and ran up the lane wooping like a maniac.
‘Dude! She lives over there!’
Fuzzy turned around and sped up past Abbs, flicking his nose as he passed.
‘But you’ve got to ask Rouge!’ he shouted as he sped out of view.
The one known as Abbs walked off slowly in the direction that his friend had gone, hand in his pockets, and a less exited look on his face.

God, I remember this. How could you lose the old one?

i know. *hangs head* if i find it i'll put it up... but its been at least 3 years so i'll prolly never see it again. :(

Hopefully, you will.

They arrived outside Fuzzy’s house, a large country manor house surrounded by large crop fields, several hours later. But this time it was Abbs who was smiling, and fuzzy had a very hurt look slapped across his face.
‘I told you!’
‘Don’t say it!’ Fuzzy groaned
I just did!’
‘Well … don’t.’
‘I did tell you though.’
‘Yes I know.’
‘I said, fuzzy, there is no way Jean Grey would go on holiday with you!’
‘Ok, ok… jeez… What about you?’ she asked, looking rather upset.
‘Yea. She said she’d come.’
‘WOW! REALLY?’
‘Oh yea. Rouge said she needed a break from people waving ‘’down with muties!’’ banners under her nose.’
‘That is so cool…. Wait! You think maybe…..’
‘Uh oh… I don’t like the sound of that!’
‘Don’t you trust me?’
‘No.’
‘Oh…. Well I’m going to try anyway, get the transport out of my garage would you?’ fuzzy said, leaving his front gate and heading towards the main road.
‘Where is he going now?’ Abbs muttered, to the world in general.

Fuzzy returned several hours later, followed by a pale blonde girl. They walked around the back of the huge house, and saw Abbs and another girl leaning against his garage door.
‘Abbs, meet Emma Frost!’ Fuzzy said, with a massive grin and raised eyebrows.
‘and this is Rouge.’ Mumbled Abbs, who had his eyes locked firmly on Emma’s largely exposed cleavage.

:roll:
Brilliant!

(thanks)

‘Ahem…. Hi’ said fuzzy, taking Rouges gloved hand and kissing it… she looked repulsed. ‘open up the garage and show them our transport!’
Abbs pulled out a small black control and pointed it at the large green garage door.
‘I can’t believe we get to go around Florida in a stretch!’ squealed Emma.
‘Excuse me?’
‘I sort of told her it was a limo…’ mumbled fuzzy going red.
The door opened up completely, reviling a battered old mini van. Emma and Rouge collapsed…
The bus was painted very psycadelicly and had a slide open side door. Emma got up off the floor and glared ay fuzzy.
‘There is no way I’m going in that!’ she shouted, waving a finger at the bus.
‘But it’s so cool!’
‘No! Never... No way! I won’t do it! You said it was a limo! How does that at all resemble a limo!?!? No TV… no hot tub!’
‘Please?’
‘No!’
‘For me?’
‘Fine... I’ll go but I won’t like it!’
‘That’s my girl!’ Fuzzy said
‘I’m not your girl.’
‘Sorry.’

:lol: this is funnnnnnnnnnny! One thing I can't help but point out and I know I'm a hypocrit for it, but it's Rogue, not Rouge which is the french for red....

hey! read the rules! no corresting fuzzys spelling! (thats abbs job!) :lol:

please excuse my pitifull spelling. :lol:

:lol:

Do names count in that????

*snarl* i'll add some more tomorrow. :lol:

yay!

:oo:

Did we have someone get affected by Rogue's powers at some point? I think we may have said "Hey, they don't work anymore!"

and then i kiss her in the name of science? yep

Why can't I do that?

because im the cheeky pervert, and your the smart-arsed, love dead rube.

Ah, that would explain it.

:lol: gimmie 1/2 hour and i'll update.

Good, good. Get to it.

i am. (is typing on word.)

*Is dancing at the prospect and playing with mobile phone*

‘What’s this bag for?’
‘That’s my clothes.’
‘What’s that bag for?’
I told you, that’s her luggage.
‘Ah… what’s thi…’
‘That’s my shoes.’
‘And this one?’
‘That’s for my.. Unmentionables...’
Fuzzy and Abbs both wiggled their fingers and went ‘NERURHO!’
Rogue and Emma punched them in the jaw.
‘Is that all of them?’ came the voice of Fuzzy from Emma’s heels.
‘Yep that’s all, I think we are ready to leave.’
‘Yay! Who’s driving first?’
All fingers pointed to Abbs.
‘Ah crap.’


Soon enough the mini bus had left the country roads and was trundling along a city street.
‘Boy its hot in here, open the window Abbs!’
‘Ok.’ He replied followed by a reliving gust of wind.
Fuzzy was lay down on one of the small roll out beds, with Emma sitting next to him, and Rogue sitting on the floor all of which were giggling madly.
‘What’s so funny?’ Asked Abbs, who was missing out on the fun.
‘Fuzzy was telling us about the time that he and night crawler once got drunk… ha-ha, and somehow bamfed into a lesbian bar har har!’
‘Oh.’
‘A HA HA HA!!’
‘Hang on, what’s that?’
‘What did you say Abbs?’
‘There something coming up behind us!’ he replied, looking into the side mirrors.
‘A car?’
‘No… it’s human!’
‘Really?’
‘Oh… it’s Northstar!’ said Emma, waving out the back window.
‘Oh my God! Drive faster!’ fuzzy hissed into Abbs ear.
‘Why?’
‘Because he might try and seduce our chicks!’

NEUROHO!
:roll:

im writing the girls explaining northstars preferances. :)

We love Northstar.
The bit coming up is great.

and then a bit related to it much later.

Who else did we have in this?

errr. i think we kill magneeto..
i go 'oh my god! we killed him!'
and you say ' dont worry, Morissy will have him back befour the end of the year.'

Morrison. Grant Morrison who wrote Magneto's death and return. A brilliant writer who has mastered the ability of the confusing storyline.

thats the one. (bear in mind i wrote this about 3 years ago.)

Yep.
Apparently he's come back to life again in the new Excalibur series.
I don't buy it. :D

:lol:

Anyway, back to work, you lazy hobo.

you sir, have crossed the line! *slaps*

I demand satisfaction! And a fic!

From what I saw when I flicked through the comic, he was never dead, he just had an imposter...I think. Do NOT hold me to that.

i swear, i will not hold you to anything. :)

I won't. He had his head chopped off. He should havbe a pretty good excuse.

here joo go:

‘Oh my God! Drive faster!’ fuzzy hissed into Abbs ear.
‘Why?’
‘Because he might try and seduce our chicks!’
‘Oh yea!’ Abbs yelled and slammed his foot on the pedal.
Even though they were zooming along at the bus’s top speed. 40 miles per hours just wasn’t fast enough, and soon Northstar was level with them. He waved and grinned.
‘Ahhhh!’ keep away from our chicks!’
‘Fuzzy, we are not ‘your chicks’... and besides... I don’t think we are his… type.’ She added giggling.
Abbs looked at fuzzy in horror.
‘You mean he’s…’
‘Ahhhh! Do something! I think he likes us!’
Northstar blew a kiss towards the passenger window.
‘DO SOMETHING FUZZY!’
‘Ok…err.’ Fuzzy grabbed a can of coke.
‘What are you going to do?’ asked Abbs, swerving
‘Open the window!’ yelled fuzzy, opening the coke and drinking it.
‘What, you’re going to offer him a drink?’ Abbs snarled, opening the passenger window.
‘Hey hot stuff, have you got the time?’
’AAHHHH!!’ Abbs screamed like a little girl.
Fuzzy raised his can of soda and threw it out of the window.
*SMACK*
‘Phew, he’s gone!’ said fuzzy triumphantly.
‘Oh my god!’
‘I know, I’m great aren’t I?’
‘You just killed Northstar!’
‘Just keep driving….’