Crossover Final Part
Title: Crossover Final Part
Author: Timemonkey
Fandom: Marvel
Rating: PG
Warnings: Nothing really
Disclaimer: Lots of Ocs
Author’s Notes: A future fic involving a bunch of original characters from my ongoing Marvel fics involving Iceman/Northstar and their son. Part of a crossover with dorksidefiker.
Bobby stood over the prone form of the young god, his head cocked slightly to one side as he sucked on a lollypop. He pulled it out of his mouth and waved it like a magic wand, announcing, "Well, here we are again."
"You do this often?" Wanda asked, curiously. Now that the immediate threat was taken care of her sour mood was improving.
"He keeps making bids for supreme power," Bobby said. "But THIS scheme, I gotta admit, is a serious step up from his usual. I notice you didn't have your little thief friend tagging along," he noted, addressing Gunther. "Shame. He's cute."
"Stop teasing the god, Bobby," Becca called in the long suffering tone of an older sister. "It's tacky."
"The god hangs out with a thief?" Laura asked.
"Cajun with a nice tuckas. Some sort of ties to the X-Men... but then again, who DOESN'T have ties to the X-Men?" Bobby shrugged. "Probably realized what a bad idea this was."
Gunther glared, mumbling something around the gag that Benji had thoughtfully stuffed into his mouth, and that Bobby had magically reinforced.
With a small sigh Wanda said, "So, what are we going to do with him?" waving at the young god almost dismissively. "Whatever you've got planned you should do it now, before he recovers. Ray'd probably think annoying a helpless god would be hilarious and, while it probably would be, I doubt you want him that pissed off when he gets loose again."
"We're taking him back," Bobby said. "Just as soon as Benji stops playing with the damn dimensional gate that it took me a VERY LONG TIME TO DRAW, BENJAMIN PARKER."
The spider-themed hero jumped back from the chalk drawing on the ground, looking sheepish. "Sorry..."
"The longer we stay, the thinner the dimensional barriers get, and worse still, the weaker I get, magically. Could you give me a hand powering this up, Wanda?"
"My pleasure," Wanda replied with a smile. "It's actually kind of nice to have someone around who can work magic without being disrupted by my powers."
"The pleasure is all mine," Bobby said, just before being pelted with a small rock that bounced off his head, flung by Becca.
"No flirting with your alternate universe sister."
"That's not flirting! I wasn't flirting!"
"Yesh oo were," Gunther accused from around his gag.
"Can we get this over with before things get disturbing?” Jayna pleaded.
"Hmph, you're no fun," Wanda replied.
"Sisters, what can you do?" Bobby sighed dramatically.
"Please get this done before you do something stupid like knock up someone from this dimension up," Bruce sighed.
"We'd have to do something more than just talk for that to happen," Ray said, zipping over from where he'd been talking with some of the others.
"I have proof otherwise," Becca assured the speedster, who was quickly pounced on by Ray-Ray, who was giggling and she clung to the super-fast Canadian. "We call him Hal.”
"I was FIVE, let it go!" Bobby protested. "Anyway, Wanda, just place your hands in those circles there and focus on pouring your power into the gateway."
Wanda gave Bobby a little salute and said, "Can do!"
Ray leaned over and whispered into Ray-Ray's ear, "Fifty bucks says this backfires and we get trapped in the past or something."
"No bet," Ray-Ray whispered back, nipping the tip of Ray's ear briefly. "Believe it or not, my dumb ass cousin actually knows what he's doing. Most of the time."
"Perhaps, but Wanda has a habit of screwing up other spellcasters. If this works properly it'll be a first,"
"Well, just in case, you got a pen on you?"
Ray gave a quick glance down at his skin tight uniform and then said, "Uh, no. But give me a sec and I can find one"
"Get some paper, too," she suggested.
"Rachel, the no flirting thing extends to you too!" Becca barked.
"Whaaaaaaaaaat? It's not like I'm related to him!" she protested.
"Yeah!" Ray protested as well, now hiding the previously mentioned pen and paper behind his back.
Ray-Ray grabbed both while Becca was distracted by the two Benjamin Parkers getting into the start of a row with Bruce Jameson and Mr. Marvel over costume materials, jotting down her phone number and address. "Just in case you ever wind up in my neck of the woods."
Ray shot her a mischievous grin and slipped the paper into his pants, out of sight of the others.
"I saw that," David Storm said from behind them.
"Yes, and?" Ray-Ray retorted. "What's the harm?"
"He just wants to let me know he's got blackmail material ready," Ray said dismissively. "Don't worry about it, happens all the time."
"The secret to true long-lasting friendship is two parts affection, one part shared experiences and two parts blackmail," David said cheerfully before wandering past them towards where the other guys were arguing.
Bobby stepped back from the now glowing chalk drawing, looking into the swirling iris in the center. "Okay, portal's up!" he announced. "Time to test it." He ambled over to Gunther. "Who wants to do the honors?"
"Do we just push him in?" Laura asked.
"Push, kick, toss, whatever."
At that Ray's eyes lit up and a big grin spread across his face, he raised his foot to kick the god into the portal. Before he could actually do it though his foot seemed to keep rising of it's own accord and he ended up hovering upside-down. Ray shot a glare at Wanda, who had a hand raised and was clearly the one responsible. "Hey, what gives?"
"Do NOT kick the god," Wanda commanded. "The last thing we need is for him to rip his way back here looking for revenge."
"He tried to rip out my tongue!" Raymonde argued with a pout.
"He's an evil god," Benji pointed out. "They do that kinda thing."
"One of you could kick him for him," Ben pointed out. "It'd make him feel better."
"Oooh, lemme-" Dexter said. One could almost see a wicked gleam in is eye through the helmet that covered his head.
"Under no circumstances," Becca told her armor clad teammate flatly. She marched up to Gunther, looking him up and down, then picked him up and tossed him through the portal the way most people would discard a candy wrapper. "There will be no punting of gods."
"You're no fun," Ray said to Becca before turning his attention back to his team leader," You can let me down any time now, you know."
"But the view is so nice," Bobby pointed out with a mock pout.
"Stop it," Becca growled, herding her brother towards the portal.
"He's not wrong," Wanda said with a smirk before releasing her hold on Raymonde. He stopped his fall right before hitting the ground, "Ah, the curse of being pretty," Ray said with false sadness as he righted himself.
"We're leaving!" Becca called insistently, "before we do any more damage to reality! And before you all drive me completely mad!"
"So, it's been fun," Bobby said as Becca continued her herd him towards the portal. "Look us up if you're ever in our reality, and-"
Whatever he was going to say was cut off as Becca kicked him into the portal, then jumped in after him.
Author: Timemonkey
Fandom: Marvel
Rating: PG
Warnings: Nothing really
Disclaimer: Lots of Ocs
Author’s Notes: A future fic involving a bunch of original characters from my ongoing Marvel fics involving Iceman/Northstar and their son. Part of a crossover with dorksidefiker.
Bobby stood over the prone form of the young god, his head cocked slightly to one side as he sucked on a lollypop. He pulled it out of his mouth and waved it like a magic wand, announcing, "Well, here we are again."
"You do this often?" Wanda asked, curiously. Now that the immediate threat was taken care of her sour mood was improving.
"He keeps making bids for supreme power," Bobby said. "But THIS scheme, I gotta admit, is a serious step up from his usual. I notice you didn't have your little thief friend tagging along," he noted, addressing Gunther. "Shame. He's cute."
"Stop teasing the god, Bobby," Becca called in the long suffering tone of an older sister. "It's tacky."
"The god hangs out with a thief?" Laura asked.
"Cajun with a nice tuckas. Some sort of ties to the X-Men... but then again, who DOESN'T have ties to the X-Men?" Bobby shrugged. "Probably realized what a bad idea this was."
Gunther glared, mumbling something around the gag that Benji had thoughtfully stuffed into his mouth, and that Bobby had magically reinforced.
With a small sigh Wanda said, "So, what are we going to do with him?" waving at the young god almost dismissively. "Whatever you've got planned you should do it now, before he recovers. Ray'd probably think annoying a helpless god would be hilarious and, while it probably would be, I doubt you want him that pissed off when he gets loose again."
"We're taking him back," Bobby said. "Just as soon as Benji stops playing with the damn dimensional gate that it took me a VERY LONG TIME TO DRAW, BENJAMIN PARKER."
The spider-themed hero jumped back from the chalk drawing on the ground, looking sheepish. "Sorry..."
"The longer we stay, the thinner the dimensional barriers get, and worse still, the weaker I get, magically. Could you give me a hand powering this up, Wanda?"
"My pleasure," Wanda replied with a smile. "It's actually kind of nice to have someone around who can work magic without being disrupted by my powers."
"The pleasure is all mine," Bobby said, just before being pelted with a small rock that bounced off his head, flung by Becca.
"No flirting with your alternate universe sister."
"That's not flirting! I wasn't flirting!"
"Yesh oo were," Gunther accused from around his gag.
"Can we get this over with before things get disturbing?” Jayna pleaded.
"Hmph, you're no fun," Wanda replied.
"Sisters, what can you do?" Bobby sighed dramatically.
"Please get this done before you do something stupid like knock up someone from this dimension up," Bruce sighed.
"We'd have to do something more than just talk for that to happen," Ray said, zipping over from where he'd been talking with some of the others.
"I have proof otherwise," Becca assured the speedster, who was quickly pounced on by Ray-Ray, who was giggling and she clung to the super-fast Canadian. "We call him Hal.”
"I was FIVE, let it go!" Bobby protested. "Anyway, Wanda, just place your hands in those circles there and focus on pouring your power into the gateway."
Wanda gave Bobby a little salute and said, "Can do!"
Ray leaned over and whispered into Ray-Ray's ear, "Fifty bucks says this backfires and we get trapped in the past or something."
"No bet," Ray-Ray whispered back, nipping the tip of Ray's ear briefly. "Believe it or not, my dumb ass cousin actually knows what he's doing. Most of the time."
"Perhaps, but Wanda has a habit of screwing up other spellcasters. If this works properly it'll be a first,"
"Well, just in case, you got a pen on you?"
Ray gave a quick glance down at his skin tight uniform and then said, "Uh, no. But give me a sec and I can find one"
"Get some paper, too," she suggested.
"Rachel, the no flirting thing extends to you too!" Becca barked.
"Whaaaaaaaaaat? It's not like I'm related to him!" she protested.
"Yeah!" Ray protested as well, now hiding the previously mentioned pen and paper behind his back.
Ray-Ray grabbed both while Becca was distracted by the two Benjamin Parkers getting into the start of a row with Bruce Jameson and Mr. Marvel over costume materials, jotting down her phone number and address. "Just in case you ever wind up in my neck of the woods."
Ray shot her a mischievous grin and slipped the paper into his pants, out of sight of the others.
"I saw that," David Storm said from behind them.
"Yes, and?" Ray-Ray retorted. "What's the harm?"
"He just wants to let me know he's got blackmail material ready," Ray said dismissively. "Don't worry about it, happens all the time."
"The secret to true long-lasting friendship is two parts affection, one part shared experiences and two parts blackmail," David said cheerfully before wandering past them towards where the other guys were arguing.
Bobby stepped back from the now glowing chalk drawing, looking into the swirling iris in the center. "Okay, portal's up!" he announced. "Time to test it." He ambled over to Gunther. "Who wants to do the honors?"
"Do we just push him in?" Laura asked.
"Push, kick, toss, whatever."
At that Ray's eyes lit up and a big grin spread across his face, he raised his foot to kick the god into the portal. Before he could actually do it though his foot seemed to keep rising of it's own accord and he ended up hovering upside-down. Ray shot a glare at Wanda, who had a hand raised and was clearly the one responsible. "Hey, what gives?"
"Do NOT kick the god," Wanda commanded. "The last thing we need is for him to rip his way back here looking for revenge."
"He tried to rip out my tongue!" Raymonde argued with a pout.
"He's an evil god," Benji pointed out. "They do that kinda thing."
"One of you could kick him for him," Ben pointed out. "It'd make him feel better."
"Oooh, lemme-" Dexter said. One could almost see a wicked gleam in is eye through the helmet that covered his head.
"Under no circumstances," Becca told her armor clad teammate flatly. She marched up to Gunther, looking him up and down, then picked him up and tossed him through the portal the way most people would discard a candy wrapper. "There will be no punting of gods."
"You're no fun," Ray said to Becca before turning his attention back to his team leader," You can let me down any time now, you know."
"But the view is so nice," Bobby pointed out with a mock pout.
"Stop it," Becca growled, herding her brother towards the portal.
"He's not wrong," Wanda said with a smirk before releasing her hold on Raymonde. He stopped his fall right before hitting the ground, "Ah, the curse of being pretty," Ray said with false sadness as he righted himself.
"We're leaving!" Becca called insistently, "before we do any more damage to reality! And before you all drive me completely mad!"
"So, it's been fun," Bobby said as Becca continued her herd him towards the portal. "Look us up if you're ever in our reality, and-"
Whatever he was going to say was cut off as Becca kicked him into the portal, then jumped in after him.