Poems

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Cali's POV
In third grade my teacher told me to write poems when I saw something cool. How's this Ms. Harper?

Locked in room with my daddy
I wanna punch him in the face so baddy
Here comes Peter at last
With that guy from the...future...past?
Wearing some kind of helmet
Kick my dads but? You can hel-bet

...reading this I can see why Ms.Harper hated me. Anyway continuing

They kick his donkey in a
blink
His donkey if you know what I mean
Wink wink
Peter takes my hand and runs
Better not brew my neck this time hun

Eww wait no... I did not just use hun... especially not in the context where it's Peter. Nope anyway...

He takes me to some lab
A creepy techno lab
Yep I rhymed lab with lab
Three times. I'm bad!

Ugh!im done with poetry! I tried Ms.Harper I did. Anyway, in the lab Peter picked up some kind of tube and what I believe was a taser and then left. He left me there! I am sooooo mad!

Peters POV
I had to leave Cali there. I couldn't risk her going back and getting taken again. I bring the transfer tube and the taser from Eric Branton's lab back and knock Eric out with the taser. Magneto was nowhere to be found, I guess he left. I run around the building until I find the professor, I bring him back and hook him and Eric up to the tube. I brace myself and hit the green button.
The ground starts to shake.

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