This follows 'Power
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Last time, Rogue (Marvel), Kyle Stone (mine), Pierre (mine),
Jolt (Marvel), Ms. Marvelous (mine), Plant Master 2000 --
or Plant -- (mine) were trapped in the Super Being Bureau
(mine) during a power outage (inspired by 11 freezing, miserable
days huddled in the basement during Ice Storm '98).
Note: I started this story a long time ago,
almost right after I sent out 'Power Hungry'. I decided it
was about time that I finally get around to sending it out.
It's rather pitiful, but what the heck, at least it's finally
Jolt, the young, perky, innocent, all around nice girl from
the Thunderbolts groaned pitifully, her hand resting against
her cheek. Her tooth was throbbing painfully, and had been
since her eleven day long ordeal in the Bureau had come to
She had merely gone to the Bureau in order to see Pierre
the Image Consultant for a new hairstyle and had ended up
trapped inside the building, staying alive by eating more
junk food in those days than she wanted to consume in a lifetime.
She made her way past the receptionist and into the dentist's
waiting room where she came to an abrupt stop. Her eyes widened
beneath her red goggle-like eye pieces. "Oh no!"
she breathed unhappily.
Kyle Stone, the Bureau's 'Emergency Man' looked up at her
soft exclamation and scowled.
Jolt scowled back. The Thunderbolts may have been the criminals,
but Kyle was far more dislikable in her opinion (and everyone
else's for that matter).
They were all there -- Ms. Marvelous was lounging
in a nearby chair, casually flipping through a magazine. Plant
Master 2000 was scrunched over in a corner, his leafy head
plants wilting pitifully. And Rogue was waiting patiently,
flipping through a trashy novel, The Southern Belle and
the Cajun, Jolt read.
The only person missing was Pierre, the Image Consultant
that had encouraged her to come to the Bureau in the first
"AAAARRGGGG!! No more, I beg you! WWWWAAAAHHHH!"
Jolt blinked and stepped back warily at the sudden, agonized
shriek emitted from behind the closed door that led deeper
into the dentist's lair.
"Wat was dat?" Ms. Marvelous, she of the ever changing
and stupid accent, gasped, crumpling her magazine in one trembling
hand as her heavily mascara coated eyes darted around fearfully.
Kyle smoothed back his hair, trying to regain his look of
oily confidence. "Pierre," he answered shortly,
not bothering to look at any of them.
Plant trembled, the young leaves covering his otherwise bald
head shivering with every deep shudder the pitiful figure
took. "What are they doing to him?" he whimpered,
frantically chewing on one bark-covered fingernail.
Rogue smiled at Plant reassuringly, or as reassuringly as
she could considering that her eyes were nearly rolling back
into her head at the thought of what Pierre was experiencing
behind that closed door. "The dentist is just cleaning
his teeth, Plant. There's nothing to worry about."
"Mon Dieu! Non! AAARRRrrgghh..."
Jolt fidgeted, her face taking on an unflattering green tinge.
Kyle cast a carefully manufactured disdainful glance towards
the girl. "There's nothing to worry about. After
all, the Bureau dentist is perfectly trained to deal with--"
"Bureau dentist?" Jolt squeaked. The shade
of green infusing her face went up another notch. "This
person works for the Bureau?!"
"Of course it's the Bureau dentist! Who else would have
the expertise to deal with all of you?" Noticing that
his fingers were going white, Kyle deliberately loosened his
desperate hold on the arm rest of his chair. 'Although I don't
know why they didn't let me go to a normal dentist
... one who doesn't like pulling teeth so very much. I think
the Powers That Be just like seeing me suffer--"
Kyle's speculation was cut off as the door burst open, emitting
a pale faced and weak kneed Pierre. His face was deathly pale,
and his eyes were impossibly wide. He didn't hesitate more
than a second before darting out into the waiting room and
making a beeline towards the exit.
"That doesn't exactly fill me with confidence,"
Rogue murmured, silently debating whether a cavity or two
was really worth wasting the dentist's time over...
A hulking figure lumbered into the doorway, a clipboard in
hand. "Rogue," it called out, gesturing towards
She froze, barely noticing the sympathetic glances cast in
her direction. "But I don't like pain!" she wailed.
The dentist's assistant didn't bother to reply but rather
grasped the mutant's arm and hauled her towards the door.
It slammed shut behind them with finality, leaving the other
occupants of the waiting room watched in stunned silence.
The oppressive silence in the room was finally broken by
the sound of Plant's limp body hitting the ground.
"That's it," Jolt told herself. "I'm never,
ever going to even look at another piece of junk food
Actually, I think that last line is
pretty much the same one used to end 'Power Hungry'. Original,
aren't I? :)
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