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Alphabet Soup 2/13

by ALC Punk!

"Bish, your turn." Jubilee snapped her gum and smirked at the man from the near-future. He silently snarled back, then nodded to the technician.

"Now, what starts with the letter C?
Combat starts with C!
I should probably remember other things
But, wait, I haven't
the time--who cares, anyway?

"C is for combat, that's all I ever see
C is for combat, that's all I ever see
C is for combat, that's all I ever see
Oh, combat, combat, combat starts with C

"C is for combat, that's all I ever see
C is for combat, that's all I ever see
C is for combat, that's all I ever see
Oh, combat, combat, combat starts with C

"They tell me I'm buff,
That I can defeat all enemies whose names begin with C
Carnage, Calypso, Constrictor, the Collector all begin with C
But none are as good as Cyber
Oh, and the moon sometimes looks like a C
But I can't fight that--though I've been there, so...

"C is for combat, that's all I ever see
C is for combat, that's all I ever see
C is for combat, that's all I ever see
Oh, combat, combat, combat starts with C
Combat, combat, combat starts with C!"

Bishop opened fire with his mutant power, and hit some things. *Brazzk-zzk-zxkk* "Oops."

"BISH! Those were my favorite sunglasses!" Jubilee wailed.

Val covered her laughter by hustling them out of the studio and marching on her quest for the next presenters.

----

"Now, Dom, this sounds like a good learning experience for you." Nathan coaxed.

The black-haired mercenary wasn't having any of it. "No."

"Please?" Val begged.

"I--"

"Now, come on, Neena. You *know* you'll enjoy this." Nathan whispered in her ear. She blinked and shoved her elbow into his sternum.

As he doubled over, gasping, she turned and smiled sweetly at Val. "All right. But you owe me. Big time." She turned to the still-gasping Cable, "And, Nate? You're dead. Askani'Son, Apocalypse and all this Chosen One bullshit aside. You're dead. You just don't know it yet."

Valerie sighed in relief. She'd thought this would take much longer--although she really didn't want Cable dead yet. "OK. No problem. This way, please."

----

Settling onto the stool Domino read through the script again and grimaced. It could have been worse, though.

"Ma'am? Mic check, please?"

"Sure. Testing, one, two..."

"Thanks." The technician was sitting in the booth, looking rather tired. She was a college student, though. They always look tired.

"Domino?" Val prompted.

Dom sighed and began, her singing voice a bit dusty and scratchy from misuse. But it was very nicely mellow, "Dee, dee-dee, dee-dee, dee-dee, dee-dee, dee-dee, doggy;
Dee-dee, defenestration;
Dee-dee, dee-dee, Don King, Dudley, Derringer.

"Oh, dee, dee-dee, dee-dee, dee-dee, dee-dee, dee-dee, dinner;
Dee-dee, dee-dee, De-licious;
Dee-dee, dee-dee, dee, don't drop dishes
Down on the floor.

"Oh, do a dance.
Dig some dirt. (It's always good for blackmail.)
Dunk a doughnut for dessert.
Draw a Druid in his Dee-dry state (he's *dead* you see).
When D is handy, it's fine and dandy.

"Dee, dee-dee, dee,
D is such a very nice letter.
Each day I like it better,
That lovely letter called D!
Dee-dee, dee, having fun,
But now I'm dee, dee, dee, done!"

"Well, that's a nice song, Dom, but what letter comes next?" Val asked.

"Let's see, A, B, C, D..."

"Cut!"

Val walked over and looked over Dom's shoulder at the script. "You cut that short." She said accusingly.

Dom shrugged. "It got monotonous."

-- tbc

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