Post by The Crusher (Rebel Pro) on Feb 1, 2006 0:12:21 GMT -5
Apocalypse gives The Crusher an evil stare and The Crusher raises an eyebrow.
Crusher: What?!
Apocalypse: Didn't I just explain to you the man had a freaking army behind him?
Crusher: Uhh . . . no, but.
Apocalypse gives him another evil stare.
Crusher: Well, you know what? Fine. I guess I see you later, man.
As Crusher is walking away, Apocalypse roughly pulls The Crusher by his arm as if he was a little child.
Apocalypse: Crusher, use your head man! Thats why everybody thinks . . .
His speech is cut out when the images of Blake and a rather large security guard.
Crusher: Well, Hell no. Who are you?.
Apocalypse: (looking at Crusher, angrily) Ok, let's think about this, you little twerp, how in the Hell will you be able to watch my back on Thursday if you can't even pay attention to the information I give you? Who do you think it is?
Crusher Looks at Apocalypse with a little kid mischievous look.
Crusher: Bevus and Butt-head?
Apocalypse shakes his masked head angrily, and turns his head back to see Crusher eying the long, weapon that the security guard is holding, almost drooling. The weapon is like a long staff with blue electric sparks spurting out of each end. Apocalypse looks at Crusher, and then the staff, and back again, before laughing out loud and leaning in to Apocalypse
Apocalypse: I got a feeling I know what you are thinking . . .
Crusher smiles
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Apocalypse and Blake appear with permission.
Apocalypse writes part 3!