Sometimes in life, there are things that go your way and then there are the times when things go completely awry. As of this latest entry, things are going well. Bruce Wayne and I have been getting along famously. It's nice to be needed. With Alfred still in the hospital, and Bruce all laid up in bed following that morbid attack by a giant roach, I am the only one capable of helping to care for him. He has even asked me to do his Batman work, like making sure the Batcave is in tip top shape. I get to use his cameras to look in on people and make sure they are ok. It's really great. He also really believes me. Oh Diary, he believes me when I say that I am really Miss M. It's nice. Now I just need to find that pesky dragon figurine for Maleficent. I've been searching on eBay for awhile now, and nothing. I even went to Craig's List, but all I could find was a group of people dressed as dragons looking for a 5th for toy torture, whatever that means. Ah well, I need to get going. I must check on Bruce.
Bruce Wayne: I have you to thank Miss M. I'm still not in perfect shape though. How are things going in the city?
Miss M: They are fine. People are starting to freak out about the upcoming Conference of Evil. It's crazy! There have been protests. I think there is even a Kickstarter campaign to try and finance the Conference elsewhere. It's just nuts.
Miss M: Stop! Don't move a muscle! You need your rest. I'll go check on the city.
Bruce Wayne: You don't have to do that.
Miss M: I know, but I want to. It's nice to feel like I am able to do something to help protect people. Besides, if something is going down, I can use the Batmobile? Right?
Miss M: (playfully sighs) You never let me do anything fun!
Miss M gets up to leave.
A few short footsteps later...
Miss M: Wow, Batman Returns is playing. Hmm, I need to change the channel. Must find April.
As the cameras search through the city, Miss M soon spots April. At a Dairy Queen.
Miss M: Ok, let's listen in...
June 2014 Woman of Wonderosity!
April: Yes, your last name got Irma worked up for a frozen treat.
Emma Frost: Good for you.
April: Would you like something?
Irma: Oh you totally should though! Blizzards are really good. The burgers are nice too.
Emma Frost: I'm surprised you didn't try to get me for a Bodacious Baddie.
Irma: We thought about it. You do tend to have murky allegiances.
Emma Frost: (glares at Irma) I could make you believe you are a 16 year old teen boy. Do you know the horrors in the mind of a 16 year old teen boy?
April: Irma, go and order your Blizzard.
Irma nods and quickly walks off to order.
April: Fine. No one has to know. I promise.
Emma Frost: Good. So... you want me to be the Woman of Wonderosity? I can do that. It'll be nice to finally do something before Jean Grey does it first.
April: This is awesome. Now there will be hard hitting questions, we aren't going to go easy on you.
Emma Frost: What will you be asking me?
April: We'll be asking you about your relationship with Scott; what it was like to be a part of ruining a marriage. We'll inquire about your time as headmistress with Generation X along with surviving the genocide on Genosha and of course all the men and outfits you've gone through.
Emma Frost: Looks like you won't be holding back. That is fine. Most of my life has been in the public eye, so it's not like answering these questions will be a shock.
Emma Frost: Meh. She's a sweet girl, but I would have rather them gotten me to play me.
April: I feel the exact same way! I've got a movie about my life coming out this August and they couldn't even get me to play me! They got some young pretty thing to play me. And no one can play April O'Neil, but April O'Neil!
April: Well, that's what Hollywood wants you to think. Believe me, I've been told that this movie is a docu-drama of my rise to journalistic fame and features all my vices: snark, Botox, and wearing a lot of yellow.
Irma: Yeah, it's gonna be a great movie. I bet it even gets nominated for an Oscar.
As the women eat their delicious DQ food, Miss M sits back observing.
Michelangelo: Whoa. Mona Lisa. It's been like a hot slice of a minute since I saw you last. What are you doing here?
Michelangelo: I've been going through a lot.
Mona Lisa: Yeah. Anyways, I'm just here to drop off some stuff for Raph.
Michelangelo: I hope it's not, like, a bomb or something.
Michelangelo: Not cool! I'm not trying to be a douche at all. It's just, ya know, you broke my brother's heart.
Michelangelo: Sha, I think I totally did forget dudette. Must have been all the pizza consumption.
Mona Lisa: Anyways. So, I recently moved, and while moving I found some old stuff of Raph's from when we were teens. I don't know if he cares, but I didn't want to just throw it away.
Mona Lisa: I know. It's good to see you though Mikey. Have you been all right? I see Splinter every now and then, he told me about your loss. Sounds like this Miss M was a great girl.
Michelangelo: Yeah, it was pretty gnarly last December when she died.
Michelangelo: All the time.
Mona Lisa: Oh Mikey. Are you guys ever going back to the sewer?
Michelangelo: What sewer? There isn't a sewer to go back to. The Turtle Lair was blown to bits. For now it's just this life. In here.
Michelangelo: I know dudette. You were one of us for the longest.
Mona Lisa: Yeah. I had some good times with you guys.
Michelangelo: Totally. Maybe we should hang out some time. I would be ok to chow down on some bodacious pizza or something.
Mona Lisa: Hey, we've all been through loss Mikey. It helps to spend time with people.
Miss M looks up at another camera.
Bruce soon buzzes in before M can look through everything.
Bruce Wayne: M? Are you still there?
Miss M: Yep! I'm here!
Bruce Wayne: I need some help, can you come to my room?
Miss M: Sure, be right there.
Meanwhile at the X-Mansion!
A moment passes.
Jean: You aren't supposed to be here.
Emma: And neither are you. I thought you were dead.
Emma: Does anyone else know about your 34th resurrection? Scott perhaps?
Jean: No one knows. I was... taking it easy at Arkham Asylum. I left to get help, but I just got so distracted being back here. So much has changed since I... was last here. And Scott does not know about me, so your relationship is safe.
Emma: Scott and I aren't together anymore.
Jean: Oh. I would say I'm sorry it didn't work out, but you did take him from me.
Jean: Emma, I don't have time for this. There are bigger things going on right now.
Emma: Excuse me? What could be bigger than this; Jean Grey, alive and in the flesh. Oh your return is just bloody brilliant. My dear, there are two of you running around right now.
Jean: Excuse me?
Emma: There's the teen version of you from the past that traveled to the present, and now the real you. Alive looking refreshed in an outfit that is so 1990.
Emma: You know, I'm stronger now. I could easily snap your mind like a twig. Make you a blubbering fool. I rather like the idea. I'm not ready for the real life Jean Grey to come back.
Jean: What do you mean?
Emma: Please. That's all we need is Scott and Logan to run around like lovesick puppy dogs for their 'Red.' You are a nuisance Jean. And I should be the one to do something about it...
Emma: No one will know you are alive...
Suddenly, Jean pushes back!
Emma: (pushes harder) Go ahead.
Jean: Oh Emma. What are we doing?
Emma: I don't even know.
Jean: I'm not staying.
Emma: What do you mean?
Jean: I can't do this. Can you keep my return a secret? For now?
Emma: Is this some sort of joke?
Jean: Read my mind, I'm telling the truth. I can't return here. Not when there is a teen version of me from the past running around. I can't handle that mind mess. Besides, I need to help Miss M.
Emma: Miss M? What does she have to do with this? Don't tell me she is back from the dead too!
Jean: It's a long story. I have to go though. It's nice to see you Emma.
June 2014 Woman of Wonderosity!
And that is it for the month of June! Get ready folks! July kicks off the major toy story event of the year. Stick around for more details and more toy talk. Take care everyone.