The Tale of the Halloween Body Swap
In the girls dormitory of Charles Xavier's institute for gifted youngsters the girl known only as Rogue was sat on her bed, her eyes closed while listening to her favourite CD. Rogue had gained a reputation as a loner since joining the institute but as her mutant ability left her unable to touch, it suited her fine. Kitty Pryde, Rogues friend and roommate used her mutant ability to phase through the door and into the room turning off the stereo as she made her way over to Rogues bed. The sudden silence made Rogue open her eyes and stare at the bouncing, smiling teenager.
"Hey Roguey," said kitty in greeting. She bounced across the room and sat on the edge of Rogue's bed. "I like, have some great news."
"Really" Rogue replied dryly. Kitty huffed at Rogues lack of interest and gave the famous ask me or die look.
"Alraight," Rogue said and sat up to be closer to Kitty "What's got y'all so excited?"
"We've been invited to a party on Sunday night at that new club in town." Kitty held up two black and silver invite cards
Rogue lifted an eyebrow in surprise.
"Me go to a party? I ain't good with crowds." The Untouchable shuddered and unconsciously wrapped her covered arms around her knees remembering all the other times she had attempted to socialise. Though Rogue had gained some control over her powers in the years since joining Xavier's team, she was still a little skittish about getting too close to people and in her eyes a party was a bad idea.
"Oh come on Rogue," Kitty said cutting into her thoughts "it's your kind of party. Its like for Halloween and is at one of those gothic places you like and its plus one so you can invite Remy along."
Rogue was interested now, she'd heard about the new club opening in town and actually felt like a good night partying would be quite therapeutic. Although the thought of going out with Remy was a little interesting too. The difficult part about going out to a nightclub would be the professor, he'd never let his students out with the sole intent to cause as much trouble as possible. But by the way Kitty was bouncing around the room, it was obvious she'd come to an agreement with him already.
"What's the conditions?" Rogue asked knowingly. " I know they aint gonna be to mah liking."
"Erm well we have a midnight curfew, have to go in costume," she paused as she went over to the vanity they shared then added quietly "and Scott and Jean have to come too as chaperones."
Rogue groaned, there was no way she could have a good time if Scott summers came along. He took the fun out of everything with no effort. He was obsessed with making the mutants of Bayville look like the best-behaved citizens in the world. A difficult thing when you think about the stuff the mutant community get up to, not many can say "I blew up a high school for the good of the town" but that was Scott.
"Don't worry about him" Kitty said brushing her hair "he wont spoil anything. Jean promised him a real good time if he didn't interfere, and I like so don't want to know what she meant" Kitty pulled a face and walked over to the closet. "Hmmm wonder what I'm gonna go as?"
Before Kitty could go on about party costumes and accessories Rogue went down to the kitchen, hoping that at 10 am there wouldn't be anyone there, deserted, just how she liked it. Rogue had just reached the stairs when her German 'adoptive' brother, Kurt Wagner appeared in a cloud of blue smoke and a strong smell of brimstone. He was in an annoyingly good mood and had a huge grin on his face. Rogue had never seen him so happy; he bounced around the room so fast he looked like a furry blue blob.
"Hallo Meine Schwester," The teleporter greeted from his perch on the stairs banister rail. "I can't vait vor Halloween, can you? Kitty asked me to go to a party as her date, its gonna be fun"
"really" Rogue replied moodily, she didn't like all the good vibes floating around the mansion it wasn't good for her bad girl image. She passed Kurt and carried on towards the kitchen.
Thankfully there were no more happy bouncy people in the kitchen, just an annoyed Remy Lebeau that she could deal with. Rogue fixed herself a salad and sat at the table, deliberately ignoring her occasional boyfriend who was sat furiously shuffling his cards on the window ledge at the opposite end of the room. Rogue knew that while in a mood he was easily wound up and she didn't want to risk an argument after they had been getting along so well lately.
After a few minutes at picking at her lettuce Rogue had drifted into her own world. She really needed to get out of the mansion and going to the club with Kitty may be the thing she needed to kick these social fears of hers. Halloween was her favourite holiday too, for one whole day she wouldn't look like the only weirdo in Bayville, also her powers were mostly under control now only absorbing peoples thoughts and abilities if caught unawares. So there were no more reasons not to go.
"I'm goin." She said aloud forgetting that Remy was still in the kitchen with her.
"Goin where petite?" asked the handsome Cajun. He placed the cards he was shuffling into a pocket of his ever-present trench coat and took the seat next to her.
"A costume party Swamp Rat," Rogue was surprised to hear a note of cheerfulness in her voice. It was spreading. "Want to come?"
"No t'anks Cher, Ain't Gambits scene."
"I'll dance with you, all night." Rogue said seductively. Gambit couldn't hide his grin at the thought of being in close contact with his Southern Belle for a whole evening.
"OK petite but Gambit not dressin up."
"Neither am I Swamp Rat, think I might dress down a little actually." Remy was practically drooling now so Rogue left him to his fantasies and went to tell Kitty that she would be going to the party after all.
Halloween: The Mansion
For the hundredth time Scott Summers called Rogue from the hall. Everyone was ready to leave except for Rogue who was still upstairs applying her make-up. She had been planning this outfit all week and wanted it to look perfect. She stepped back from the mirror to get the full view and nodded in satisfaction.
Rogue had chosen clothes that she thought looked good and not too revealing. She wore a red lace strap top that went to just above her navel, a black denim miniskirt, black opera gloves, some black and red stripe stockings and her favourite black boots. To finish the look she wore a black velvet choker with a silver cross and she had her hair up leaving her skunk stripes out covering her face slightly.
Scott called his last warning and was followed with a few other voices telling her to get her butt moving. Rogue applied a coat of red lip gloss to her lips and finally left her room happy with what she looked like and went downstairs to join her friends.
All eyes were on her as she walked towards the main entrance. It was a new sight to see Rogue in something other than her usual black and green. Though it wasn't much she had never showed this much flesh since joining the x-men. Rogue walked straight passed her friends whose eyes followed her to the door.
"Y'all comin or ya just gonna stand and stare all naight?"
Remy was next to her in a flash, holding the door open so she could walk past him. He took her hand, ignoring Kitty's yells as the door slammed shut in her face. He led Rogue to his chosen mode of transportation, one of Logan's many motorcycles. Remy's mind being as dirty as it was, he was well aware of how mini-skirts usually ride up on motorcycles. He was going to have a very good time tonight.