Pint-Sized X-Babies #1:
Mysti Q: Let's go. We have more pillaging to do!
Wolvie: In case ya forgot, I'm the best there is at what I
Snaggletooth: Yeah, whuzzat -- fight like a sissy?
Wolvie: We've got yer gang against the ropes, bub. Givin' up
What do ya say, 'Tooth? Who's the man, huh?
Snaggletooth: Your momma.
Magneato: No abnormal imps shall keep me from the radioactive jewels
responsible for this mutated vegetation! I will raze the entire village until they are
So swears, Magneato -- Master of Magnetism!
Toadpole: You've indeed risen to new levels of depravity, your pontivicateness!
Juggernut: *guhuh* Nah, he was justborn evil.
Wolvie: You won't get away with this! We're gonna kick your *bleep* and *bleep* the *bleep* *bleep* you rode in on!
Mojo: What a wonderful addition to my sweeps-week line-up!
Another step in my magificent comeback. That upstart, Longshot and his hag, Dazzler, will pay for relegating me to the pits of public access television.
Mojo: These dullards are incapable of such creativity. That's why I've
called on your services once again, Arcade.
Arcade: Here I was figuring you just missed me.
Major Domo: As if your crass personality were easy to ignore.
Arcade: Jealous of my style and flair, are you?
Major Domo: Platform shoes. And bowtie. Need I continue?
Cyke: Darn. We had them pegged, too -- until Wolvie got a little anxiouth.
Wolvie: Hey -- Don't blame me, ya one-eyed tattletale!
Cyke: Oh, no? Thomeone elthe ignored thpecific orterth?
Wolvie: Say it. Don't spray it. Okay?
Cyke: Don't make me bring up the thmoke grenade you threw in the
Wolvie: So whatcha gonna do. Ground me?!
Shower: Wolvie. Where did you get that?!
Wolvie: Lifted it offa Phyro.
Shower: Not the match. That disgusting thing in your mouth!
Don't you know smoking is bad for you?
Wolvie: Year, and it stunts yer growth, too. But if ya wanted a piece of my candy bar, all ya had to do was ask!
Geez. And they say I'm rude.
Shower: Candy bar?
Wolvie: Duh! What'd you think it was?
Wolvie: Gwt mhh oot rvv hurr! Um hnn drr uhrn muhdwn!
Cyke: Wolvie, that you? Where are you?!
Wolvie: Um hnn drr urn nuhdwn!
Cyke: I'll follow the sound of your voice! Keep talking!
Wolvie: I'm -- in -- the -- iron -- maiden.
Cyke: Check out those thpikes! Miracle you weren't thkewered like thhish --thith kabob?
Wolvie: Healing factor.
Cyke: Last mutant to the other thide wears unstable molecule underwear!
Wolvie: Pardon me, bubs, don't mean ta interrupt this finger-lickin' buffet
ya got goin' on. Specially since it ain't my fingers.
Can ya point a fellow berzerker to the nearest stepladder?
Warlord: Who be this *brrukp* madman seeking aid?
Wolvie: Yer starin' right at him, muscles.
Warlord: You!? You be too small, and far too cute, to fill men's hearts with fear.
Warlord #2: I saw we slice him apart and fill our bellies instead!
Wolvie: G'head an' try, tough guy! I'll be the worst indigestion you'll ever have!
Arcade: Things're starting to heat up! And our next category is no different.
Fan the flames, kiddies. We're -- playing with fire!
Who's the Greek
Phyro: Prometheus, baby, Prometheus!
Arcade: This tool is --
Phyro: Bunsen burner -- Ahh yeah, baby!
Arcade: A deforestation method --
Phyro: Slash and burn, bay-bee!
Colossusus: There's a piece!
Creepy Crawler: Right on it!
Get it? Right...on...Ach. Never mind.
Creepy Crawler: Miss me, miss me. Now you've gotta kiss me--
--square on my fuzzy, blue keister, that is!
Arcade: Our final is: Tortures ending in 'tion'! Good
Colossusus: We've returned, comrades. Did we make the grade?
Shower: We're oding great. Wolvie is an expert in this next category.
Boyo: Cheaters -- the whole screwy lot!
Wolvie: Those *bleeping* *bleeps* rigged the button! We'll lose by default!
Wolvie: About time you guys showed up! This coffin wasn't built for company.
Arcade sent us as back-up. I got a feelin' he just wanted to get rid of us.
Cyke: I had no doubt you wouldn't desert us, Prof.
Charlie X: As did I. I immediately roused a few available allies to mount a search. Promised them a party afterwards.
Cyke: Well, there's always space in the clubhouse. Besides a massive pajama-thon, what else are we going to do with all these X-Babies?
Funhouse: I was only trying to prove my psychopathic tendencies were
up to snuff with my template's! I can't help it --
Murder is fundamental.
Check out the X-Babies' cameo in
the 1998 Wolverine card set
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