Technophobe

By the Bubbles

A/N- This may or may not become a series. It depends on my attention span and the reviews I get (hinthint).

Disclaimer- I don't own. T-T

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"Hey, Boss!"

Pyro wandered into Magneto's office.

Magneto looked up from his sad attempt at taking a nap. "What do you want now, Pyro?" he asked wearily.

"Can I use the computer?"

"I need a vacation," Magneto thought. "All right, Pyro, just don't burn it or break it or do blow it up or... do something horribly undescribable to it."

(Authoress-C'mon, Mags, get real, this is PYRO we're talking about.)

"Thanks, Boss!" Pyro flopped into the chair and swithed on the computer. Magneto got up and walked out.

"Why do I get the feeling that I'm making a horrible mistake?" He asked himself.

Ten Minutes Later...

"Ey, c'mon, ya stupid piece o' junk, boot up already!" Pyro was at the point of smacking the computer, which was taking forever and a day to load, but he restrained himself. "No, the boss said not to damage it." The computer chose that moment to boot up.

"Well all right then," he said happily. He pulled up the Internet.

(Authoress- All hail the mighty Internet.)

"Fan...fiction...dot..net..." he said as he typed it slowly. "There." He pushed enter and waited for the site to load.

Ten Minutes Later...

"Oh, Come ON!" he yelled. He pulled out his lighter and ws about to set the computer aflame when the site popped up.

"Bout time," he said, putting his lighter away. "Ok, log in now.." He typed in his email and password and clicked enter.

Ten Minutes Later...

Pyro suppressed a frustrated scream. "Would it KILL Magneto to get a computer that doesn't move slower than a dead snail! BLIMEY!" He took a deep calming breath. The page popped up. "FINALLY... Now, do I have any reviews?"

Click. (pause) Click. (shorter pause) Click. (even shorter pause.) Click...clickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclick...

Ten Minutes Later...

...clickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclick...

(Authoress- this is EXTREMELY satisfying...)

...clickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclick.

Pyro stopped clicking to rest his finger.

The page pulled up.

"Finally," he said. He was about to read the reviews when the computer shut down.

"Wha- Oh- No!"

In the living room, Magneto woke suddenly as there was an explosion from his office.

"I knew letting him use the computer was a mistake," he said "hey, Boss..." Pyro sauntered sheepishly into the living room. "There's a problem with your computer..."

"What's wrong with it?"

"Well, it kind of exploded."

Magneto groaned as he placed an ice pack on his head. "I need a vacation."

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A/N- I don't think Py has an account here. If he did... hmm...