Snippets 1b: Southern Spices
Chapter 1- F for Fright
Remy LeBeau might have been cocky and had an ego the size of New York, but he was not infallible. He felt fear, just like any other normal person.
Hovering around at the top of his list were: Kitty Pryde's cooking, Tante Mattie and her legendary rolling pin that could also be used for whacking sneaky hands trying to snitch a cookie, and a horde of angry ex-girlfriends who weren't afraid of getting their hands dirty by mangling him in unspeakable ways.
The real terror of his life, though?
'REMY EFFING LEBEAU! YA LEFT PLAYIN' CARDS IN MAH UNDERWEAR DRAWER AGAIN!'
Cliché but still hilarious… To me, at least.
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