Author Note(s): So, this little one shot came to me when watching Season 3 Episode 4, the Stuff of Villains. My take on exactly why Gambit stepped up to those bullies. Haha.
I don't own X-Men: Evolution. If I did, Gambit would have been an X-Man.
That darn fool, Avalanche. He should a just said yes. Now I'm gonna have ta make it hard. Turning to leave, I hear some wanna be tough guys mention "mutants." Never been able to control my curious side, I peek around the corner. Just as that Rogue girl steps up to defend her friend.
"Trust me! It won' be us!" She yells at them in that sweet Southern accent. Homme, if she wasn't an X-Man, I would make time for her. Then, my blood starts boiling.
"Who invited you, Skunk-Head?!" One of the bastards says, shoving the girl to the ground. First off, that ain't no way to treat a lady. Second off, she got the prettiest hair I ever did see. Third off, no one shoves cherie to the ground. Hold on. Did I just call her cherie? Mais, it fits. She's cherie now. Rogue-chere sounds cute too. I am about to step out and teach those bastards a lesson but Spyke-boy is a step ahead of me.
"That's enough!" He yells, his trademark mutation springing out. Boy, was he stupid.
"Evan, don't!" Rogue-chere (hell yes) cries out. My mind starts to drift to others things she could cry out. Damn mutation. Damn rival sides. Damn it. Damn it. Damn it.
"Kelley's gonna boot you outta here for this!" One of the bullies yells as they run off-luckily in my direction. I smirk and position myself so I am right in their path when they turn a corner. I cross my arms and am thoroughly amused by their surprised faces. Sometimes, I hate these eyes, sometimes, I love them. Now, I love them.
"I got two words for ya," I say, holding up two fingers. Getting a fierce face (wasn't hard to be mad. They pushed Rogue-chere to the ground), I finish with "Drop it." One of the losers finally gets some guts.
"We didn't ask you," he says, pointing at me threateningly. Mon Dieu, these boys lack any brains, I see. Sticking out of the chubby one's pocket is a pencil and I decide to make a "point." I take it and smirk.
"Then consider this free advice," I tell them as I charge the pencil. I throw the pencil to a tree and it blows up, sending the message. But, me being me, I have to say it. "Don't mess with the mutants." I almost slipped and said Rogue-chere. Merde, she's just occupying my mind, seems like. The chubby one stutters for a moment.
"No, problem," he finally gets out before they run away like dogs with their tails between their legs. I watch them run off, feeling a lot of satisfaction. I'm so pleased, I almost don't notice Rogue-chere come up behind me.
"What're you doin' here?" She asks in that honey southern accent. There are a few other things I personally would love to hear her say in that drawl.
"Just passing by," I say then get a devil good idea seeing her standing there. Hip popped out, hands on them. I'd like my hands to be there. Damn it. Rival sides. I'm gonna say it. "Cherie." I give her a small salute, returning my hand to my pocket and turning to go. "Nice day." As I walk off, that Kitty girl comes up.
"Hey, isn't that one of Magneto's new guys?" She asks. Mais duh. I did throw explosive cards at you all.
"Yup, and he's up to something," Rogue-chere says in a voice I don't like. She better not be up to something.
"We better tell Scott," Kitty exclaims, their voices fading a bit. Yes, fille, waste time. Do it.
"Forget that! There's no time! Let's follow 'im!" Bad Rogue-chere. Don't follow me. Mais, I'll stick around, make sure Rogue-chere don't get hurt. Magneto might get angry at me for being late, but gotta make sure Rogue-chere don't get in too much trouble.
