Disclaimer: I do not own The X-men, GI-Joe. Also, Red Witch came up with the unique idea of the Misfits.

(This little fic was spawned by the fact that one time when I got sick, I was in a slight hallucinatory daze due to medication and trying to sweat out the fever… combined with a random scary revelation I thought I'd put in. –grin- )

The Misfits gathered in the house with their usual antics.

"Quit trying to strangle Pietro! We do need him occasionally!" Althea yelled as she pulled a fuming Wanda away from her cowering brother. "What did he do this time?"

"I swear Wanda, all I was trying to do was do a little laundry…"

"You bleached my jacket!"

"Details."

Althea blinked then let Wanda go. "As you were."

"Althea!" Pietro yelled as he was hexed into the kitchen.

Lance walked by with a funny look on his face as he talked at nothing. "No, I've never wondered what Shipwreck would look like with a pipe and magnifying glass."

Althea sighed. "Great. He forgot his medication again."

Hawk blinked as he listened to Lifeline.

"What do you mean Shipwreck's in quarantine? Besides the obvious."

Lifeline shook his head. "He's gotten the flu virus that everyone else is getting. And considering this base, the last thing we need is an epidemic. I have him on some medicine."

"Good, maybe he'll be out of our hair for awhile."

"I hope so. Considering his mentality, I figured cartoons would be a way to keep him occupied."

Hawk grinned. "I take it Bree threatened to rip his arm off?"

"No. CoverGirl did. Apparently he wanted a form of entertainment that was a little insulting."

Leatherneck and Wetsuit were having their usual sophisticated debate about world issues while several other Joes took bets.

"Hockey!"

"Football!"

Then even they paused in shock as a tweed wearing Shipwreck complete with some type of hat walked in. He spoke in a surprisingly good English voice.

"Excuse me gents. I am SherWreck, and I'm looking for my arch nemesis MoreSobriety. Have you seen him?"

Everyone just stared.

"Well, if you do, be wary. He's very dangerous." Then Shipwreck continued on his way.

Leatherneck stared at Wetsuit. "Well that was interesting."

"No it wasn't!"

"Yes it was!"

And the battle resumed.

Beach Head was walking down the hallway with Sgt. Snuffles in one hand, when he was suddenly tackled by a weird looking Shipwreck.

"I have you now Hound of the Baskervilles!" He yelled and dragged Sgt. Snuffles away.

"Shipwreck! Bring back my teddy bear!"

Hawk sighed as he stared at the pile of paperwork. Then he heard a knock. "Come in." He stared in shock as Shipwreck came in and sat down.

"Hello Lestrade. You wanted to see me?"

"What?"

"I notice that you have been drooling lately, you really need to wipe those stains off your sleeve. And the crease mark on your forehead is very obvious."

Lifeline walked in at that point. "Ah, I see you've found him. However, now we have to quarantine the whole base."

Hawk started banging his head on the desk.

The Misfits stared at each other.

"And why are we doing this?" Lance asked.

Athea shook her head. "Because we've already been sick. The virus is tame compared to Mutant Pox."

"Oh."

Then they paused in shock as Hawk and Beach Head walked by.

"So what are we going to do today Brain?"

Hawk glared. "Same thing we do every day, Pinky. Try to take over the world."

The X-men glared at Forge.

"I thought we agreed that you weren't going to use the time machine!" Xavier yelled.

"Oh relax, I just wanted to see something." Forge said. "But you won't believe it."

Xavier rubbed his head. "Get on with it."

"Sherlock Holmes was real, and he looks like the spitting image of Shipwreck."