Disclaimer: I own nothing! This is a short insane piece that ran through my little mind.

The Great Debate

"You are so totally wrong Lance it isn't even funny!" Pietro said.

"You're the one who's totally wrong Pietro!" Lance retorted.

"He is not!" Todd shouted. "For once he's makin' sense!"

"Forget it Toad," Fred said. "You guys are so wrong!"

"You're the ones who are wrong!" Lance said.

"You're wrong!" Pietro said.

"You are!" Lance shot back.

"No you are!" Pietro said.

"Lance is right!" Todd stood up for his friend.

"No Pietro is!" Fred pointed at him.

"Lance!"

"Pietro!"

"You're wrong!"

"No you are!"

"Well why don't we get an impartial judge on this?" Lance said. He turned around and faced the only other occupant in the detention room. "Hey Risty, who's better? Ginger or Mary Ann?"

Risty had her head on her desk. "I hate my life," She muttered to herself. "I hate my life."

"It is so obvious who's better!" Pietro said. "It's Ginger! Hands down! I mean she's a movie star for crying out loud!"

"So?" Lance asked. "Big deal. All she ever does is lounge around the island! Now Mary Ann cooks, cleans, does laundry, and is a person everyone can confide in! She is definitely the winner hands down! Plus she's prettier than Ginger!"

"No way!" Pietro said. "Ginger is much more beautiful than Mary Ann!"

"She is not!" Todd shouted.

"Is too!" Fred shouted back.

"Is not!" Todd said. "Plus she makes pies!"

"Is…Hmmm…You do have a point," Fred admitted.

"What point?" Pietro asked. "Ginger could cook if she really wanted too! And not some stupid little coconut pies. She'd be like Martha Stewart and make cool gourmet stuff!"

"Those stupid little pies are what kept all those people on the island going!" Lance shot back. "Isn't that right Risty?"

"I wish I was dead," Risty moaned.

"Anyway," Lance turned back to his friends. "Everyone knows that Mary Ann is the wholesome mother figure on the island."

"Are you nuts?" Fred asked. "The last person I'd want to be stuck with on a desert island is my mom! I want a hot date!"

"Finally Fred an intelligent response!" Pietro said.

"I wouldn't mind having a mom," Todd made a face. "It would be nice."

"Toad we are talking about a dream date fantasy here!" Lance groaned. "Pietro face it, Mary Ann is the superior choice! Recent polls say that Mary Ann beats Ginger two to one!"

"Well these five to your two beats you!" Fred made a fist. "It's Ginger!"

"Mary Ann!" Lance and Todd shouted.

"Ginger!" Pietro and Fred retorted.

"Mary Ann!"

"Ginger!"

"Mary Ann!"

"Ginger!"

"Mary Ann!"

"Ginger!"

"Mary Ann!"

"I know why you like Mary Ann, Lance," Pietro smirked. "She reminds you of Kitty!"

"Well you know what Ginger is?" Todd told them. "Take Jean Grey and add a little bit of Boom Boom and that's what Ginger is!"

The boys all stared at each other. They all came to the same conclusion.

"Mary Ann."