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   Disclaimer- Wow, these things get old quick.  All of the characters of
Excalibur and the like are Marvels characters and not mine, but this story
is copyrighted to me.  This is just for fun, so dont sue! 

AN AMERICAN DENTIST IN LONDON

Prologue: Sports and Harrison Ford

   "You wot?!" Pete Wisdom asked in blank disbelief.  "Wot do you want to do
Kitty?!" 
   "Whats so surprising about visiting a dentist, Pete?" I inquired, running my
hands through my hair.  "Moira may be one of the worlds most renowned
physicists, but shes hardly a dentist, least of all with this Legacy Virus
stuff to keep her constantly busy." 
   "Besides," Meggan commented, "itll give you and Brian a chance to get to
know each other better!" 
   "Thats exactly what Im bleetin worried about!" Pete exasperated.  "I dont
need to know the bloody testosterone pumper!"  Meggan frowned slightly, used
to Petes general rude attitude but disliking the reference to her lover.  I,
on the other hand, had no such demeanor.  I scowled at Pete for being so rude
to my friend, especially since he knew how sensitive Meggan was about Brian. 

   "Pete!" I growled, glaring at him.  Sometimes he felt like she could see
right through him, he told her once, and she made sure that this was one of
those times. 
   "All right, all right, Pryde," Pete agreed.  "But only because that bloody
wanker is back for a short time!" 
   "Thats more like it, Pete," I scowled.  "So, well be leaving tomorrow,
first thing in the morning!  Were thinking of making a day of it!"  I
grinned in enthusiasm while Pete frowned at the thought of waking up with the
sun.  "And its been sooooo long since we last saw Brian!"  I turned to
Meggan who was thinking of her lover.  Brians decision to take a leave of
absence had upset her, even thought she understood, and she still missed him
greatly.  I grabbed Meggan around the shoulders.  "So, lets go make you up,
girlfriend!"  Meggans lonely, blank stare lightened up at the thought of a
make-over.  "And, we could watch some of those movies weve been neglecting!
Well make an all-nighter out of it!"  I grinned and gestured in enthusiasm.
Meggans mood lifted greatly. 
   "Great," Pete sighed, barely keeping up behind them.  "Just bloody great."
Casting a grin and look back at Pete, I devilishly looked into Meggans eyes.
   "And we can finally compare notes on Brian and Pete!"  We ran off giggling,
leaving Pete standing in the middle of the hallway with his mouth open. 
***
   "Surprise!" Kitty gleefully giggled, knocking on Rahnes door.  Rahne opened
it a while later in her bathrobe and with her hair a mess. 
   "Im sorry, Kitty, but I was takin wee nap," Rahne apologized.  "I did nae
mean to take so long."
   "Dont be silly, Rahney!" Kitty waved her hand at her.  "Besides, Meggan and
I have quite a night planned!" 
   "Oh, I do nae know.I do have that mission tomorrow morning." Rahne cast
her doubtful eyes across her floor. 
   "Oh, posh!" Kitty exclaimed.  "We wont be staying up that late!  Besides,
you guys arent leaving until after you drop us off, remember? Youll get to
sleep in more than we will!" Rahne was still unconvinced. 
   "Oh, Rahne, cmon.  Besides, we hardly get a chance to spend time together!"
I grinned. 
   "Make-overs and chick flicks!!" Kitty added. 
   Slowly a grin spread across Rahnes face and she gave in, rolling her eyes.
"Okay!" 
***
   "Do you mean to say that you are planning a football match with me and
Comrade Russian?  Do you know what that bleetin wanker could do to me in a
football match?!" I complained. 
   "Thats why were matching you up on his team, so we can keep the teams
evenly matched. Douglock and I one on team, and you and Peter on the other,"
Kurt explained. 
   "Why are we doing this anyway?" Pete complained. 
   "Kurt has explained to me that this exercise is going to be run for training
purposes," Douglock spoke up. 
   "Training purposes?" I whined. 
   "This particular match is going to be a quote-un-quote powers match."
Douglock. 
   "Were usin our mutant powers?" I voiced. 
   "Yep!" Kurt jovially said.  "Well be doing this particular exercise in
training in one of Moiras lab where our powers should properly contained.
Its an old lab where all the equipment has been cleared out but the lab
itself is pretty durable."  Kurt heartily patted me on the back.  "So, get
ready, and meet me us in the kitchen in half an hour!" 
***
   Looking up from my work, I noticed the intercom buzzing.  Pushing the button,
I answered, "Yes?" 
   "Moira!  How nice to see you!" Kittys face appeared on the intercom.  "So,
what are you up to tonight?" 
   "Kitty, I do nae know what weve got planned fr me, but I can nae do it.
Ive got to do me work!" I protested. 
   "Moira!" Kitty pushed her hair out of her hairs.  "You and I both know that
you are only human and that you need rest!  If you keep pushing yourself like
this, youll collapse!" 
   "Well, I doubt whatever you have planned will involve me sleepin!" I
shouted. 
   "Well, actually, we were planning on doing some make-overs, watching some
movies, making some snacks. Cmon Moira!  Come have fun! Besides, youll have
the entire lab to yourself all day tomorrow!"  I nodded in disagreement. 
   "Kitty, yell do nae such thing with me involved!" 
   "Moira!  I dont see why youre arguing with me!  Youve been at this all
night and day for the past two days!  Do you think we dont notice how hard
you work and how much of a strain it puts on you?" Kitty argued. 
   "Kitty," taking off my glasses, I replied, "its not just my work Im doing
here.  Im fighting for my life, too." 
   "Moira," Kitty cooed, her features changing from the heated argument to this
sensitive moment.  "That is exactly why we want you out of that lab.  We want
to talk to you, we havent talked in, in decades!  Cmon Moira!  Itll be
fun!  Let your hair down!"  Kitty grinned.  "Besides, were watching
Regarding Henry, with Harrison Ford!"  Feeling a grin creep up on me, I gave
in. 
   "Youre right.  I havent had a break in a long time, and I need to relax," I
confessed.  I also had not yet had the chance to talk to them about the
Legacy Virus yet.  And the Harrison Ford ploy was practically unbeatable.
"Just let me get some coffee in me veins and some stuff from me room!  Ill
be up in yuir room in a jiff! 
***
   "Comrade Douglock!  Is our football match nearly ready to begin?" Peter
Rasputin walked into the kitchen. 
   "Yes, Peter, it is.  But first, I have one query," I wondered out loud.
   "From my memories I can discern football, but from the equipment Kurt and I
have it does not match my definition of football.  Why is that?" 
   "Well, Douglock, theres a good reason for that!  Ye bleedin Americans are
screwin everytin up, including sports!" Pete Wisdom.  "For some odd reason,
you wankers call it football soccer and you call soccer football.  Youve got
it backwards!" 
   "So, Douglock," Kurt interrupted, taking over, "basically, European Football
is what is known to the Americans as soccer.  Do you remember soccer?" 
   "Yes, I do.  Thank you very much for explaining this to me," I thanked.
 Nodding, Kurt headed down the hall. 
   "Down here and three doors on the right," Kurt pointed, "and well be at our
field!"  
   "What are the teams, Kurt?" I queried. 
   "The teams, Douglock, are going to be me and you kicking these worthless
guys butts!" Kurt bragged. 
   "Yeah, roit!  Maybe yeve never seen me play football, Kurt, but that doesnt
mean you should be so foolish as for you to think that you might win!" Pete
bragged. 
   "Besides, comrade," Peter pointed out, "clearly, we are the better team!"  A
high-five in the air confirmed Peters and Petes decision. 
   "Maybe so, but do not forget, this is a powers-on match, meaning we are all
encouraged to use our powers.  Just dont make a hole in the wall," Kurt
addressed.  I opened the door and walked through, Kurt following, and then
Peter and Pete.  "Right there, is your goal, and over here is ours.
 Everybody get in their places.  Douglock, take the goal!"  With a look and a
nod, Peter decided to take to the defensive. 
   "Right, then!  Lets begin!"  Kurt stuck his fingers in his mouth and
whistled. 
***
   "All right, make-up, movies, popcorn, cookies, soda, what else am I
forgetting?" I wondered.
   "Lady Moira?" Rahne worried. 
   "Not to worry, Rahne, Im sure shell be here soon," Meggan comforted. 
   "Besides, if she doesnt come soon Ill just hunt her down and phase her up
here!" I grinned, trying to make sure everything and everyone would be
perfect.  "I think thats everything!" 
   A brief knock on the door resulted in Rahne leaping up, out of her chair, and
flying to the door, nearly ripping it off its hinges.  "Lady Moira!" she
exclaimed, jumping at her and hugging her. 
   "Rahne!  Hello!" Moira exclaimed, flustered.  She crouched in the doorway,
bags under her red eyes, in dirty sweats with a cup of coffee in her hand. 
   "Oh, thats what I forgot!" I exclaimed, seeing her cup.  Grabbing it, I
replaced it with one of the cups I had made earlier.  "Here you go Moira,
heres some real coffee instead of that usual stuff you have."  I handed her
the real cup of coffee and smiled. 
   "I like my coffee!" Moira pouted. 
   "Moira, that stuff will kill you," Meggan grinned.  Rahne giggled. 
   "Fine," Moira sighed, sitting down at the nearest chair.  She found everyone
staring at her.  "Well, what is it?" 
   "Youre first!" Rahne explained. 
   "For what?" Moira asked. 
   "Make-over!" the three of us answered her happily. 
***
Elsewhere, Friends of Humanity were discussing some not very friendly things.

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