A/N: I just realized that Mortimer has an accent, which I'm trying to figure out. I'm gettin a little bit better at it. So it might sound a bit weird.
Chapter One
Mort walked around the lair for awhile. It had been almost two weeks now and he knew what everyone was talking about. He didn't know how he had gotten into this, but Kathy had took him to a store, got him some nice clothes and herself a dress. Kathy didn't let him see it, said it was a surprise. Mort walked into the game room, which only had one game called pinball, a table for playing cards, a TV with a PS2 hooked to it, and a little pool table.
"So," Gambit said," How are you feeling?"
"Great," Mort muttered.
"It's tomorrow," Kathy said, giving Mort a hug.
"I know," Mort said, then smiled," Can't wait to see your dress."
"I got more outfits," Kathy said, letting go of Mort and sitting down.
"Wot did you get?" Mort asked sitting down next to her.
"You'll have to wait," Kathy said, cubbling up to Mort, who wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Why can't I see them now?" Mort whispered giving her a small kiss on the check.
"Take it to a room," Pyro yelled.
"Maybe we will," Mort yelled back, picking up Kathy and leaving the room.
Pyro looked at Gambit, who gave a small laugh.
"I didn't really mean it," Pyro said.
"Well," Mystique said," They sure thought that you meant it."
"Hey," Gambit said," I t'oguht dey were not going to start wit' dey kids until after t'e wedding."
"They are going to," Mystique said," They just wanted to get away from you two."
"Or manybe they wanted to get away from you," Pyro snapped.
"Don't you snap at me boy," Mystique yelled, grabbing a pool stick and trying to hit Pyro.
Pyro quickly ran out of the game room, screamming his head off. Mystique looked at Gambit, who just shrugged his shoulder. Mystique sighed and put the pool stick back on the table and went to find something to do. She went into the kitchen to find something to eat. She met Sabretooth digging in the fridge, making her fold her arms.
"Are you eating all the food again?" Mystique asked.
Growling, Sabretooth pulled his head out of the fridge and looked over at Mystique.
"No," Sabretooth growled," Just getting something to drink before trainning."
"Yes," Mystique said, giving an evil grin." You're trainning with Toad and Kathy today."
"Yea," Sabretooth snarled, not really wanting to train anyone." Magneto said that I should train them. You should train them."
"I train them next week," Mystique said," Try not to wear them out too much. They are getting married tomorrow."
"I forgot," Sabretooth growled, before leaving the kitchen with a beer.
Mystique rolled her eyes, but went to see what was left in the fridge. She looked to see that there was only two eggs, some ham, and about ten beers. Closing the fridge with a sigh. She would have to go shopping later.
Sabretooth was brinking his beer in his room. He looked at the clock to see that he was supposed to start trainning in five minutes. He got up and left his bedroom, leaving the rest of his beer on his table. He went over to Mort and Kathys room and kicked down the door. He walked in to see that Kathy and Mort were working on one of Morts inventions.
"Time for trainning," Sabretooth growled, leaving the room.
Mort quickly put the invention in the cabinet and they walked out of the room and to the hanger, where they would begin their trainning with Sabretooth, who was already there. They stood in front of him, waiting for him to tell them what to do, but before he could say anything Mystique came into the room. Sabretooth gave a small smile, before leaving the room. Mystique walked in front for them and tried not to laugh at the looks on their faces.
"I'll be trainning you today," Mystique said," Here is your mission. Take this list of things that we need and go to the store and buy them. Got it?"
"Ain't that your job?" Kathy asked, folding her arms.
"If you don't," Mystique said, handing the list to Kathy." I'll make sure Sabretooth wears the both of you out so that you can't get married tomorrow."
"Understood," Mort said, grabbing Kathys hands and pulling her over to one of the helicopters before she could say another word.
Mort got into the pilot seat, while Kathy sat next to him. He turned on the helicopter, drove out of the hide out and was off. Kathy watched as Mystique gave an evil grin and waved goodbye.
"She is making me mad," Kathy muttered, folding her arms and reading the list at the same time." We need milk, bread, mayo, gross; potato chips, a gallon of ice cream, any flavor; whip cream for god knows what, toilet paper for our every dirty bathroom, a cake for the party they are going to have after we leave, some- hey wait a minute."
"Tha' didn't sound right," Mort said, taking the list and making sure." Why would she write tha'?"
"To make me even madder," Kathy growled.
"Wot else is on th' list?" Mort asked.
"Some dip for the chips," Kathy said, reading the list from where she left it." A CD player with all the hit CDs, that don't sound right either; some horror movies, cotton candy, a dozen cookies, and some hot chocolete mix stuff."
"Tha' sounds like a party," Mort said, but was hit over the head by Kathy." Wot?"
"They are having a party without us," Kathy groaned," That is so unfair."
"Come on luv," Mort said," We will be outta there. You must be happy about somthing."
"I am happy," Kathy said," I'm happy we are getting married. It was a bit rush, but hey, with that mutant law about to be passed, everything will be rushed."
Mort and Kathy were quiet the rest of the trip. Mort landed the plane on the roof of an abandon building, where he always put it. They got out and started to head down the stairs. Mort pulled on his hood, while Kathy just changed the color of her skin. At the bottom they began to walk down the street. Only a few people stared at them, but they didn't seem to mind. The store was only three blocks away.