Henry McCoy was in a rather jubilant mood. After weeks of effort he had finally succeeded in his latest project. This was not a Herculean task such as curing the Legacy Virus but a little side project which McCoy had found fascinating. He had managed to isolate his own musk and combine it with pheromones from various species of mammal and from Wolverine. The final result was a cologne which Hank hoped would be a marketable project. The only thing he needed to do now was to find a volunteer willing to test it.
"Wait chere. Dere is no need to be angry with Gambit. He cannot help it if the Cajun charm makes him such a big hit with the ladies non?," said Remy desperately.
Rogue's slap spun his head round and sent him flying backwards to slam into a wall. Before he could get to his feet a furious Rogue sent him cringing away with a glare worthy of Wolverine.
"Ah don't want to hear any excuses from ya'll Remy. Ah think you ought to be ashamed of yourself for even thinking about it. Jubilee is much to young for you and ah thought you loved me," said Rogue.
"Chere I was only flirting with her. You know that you're the only woman for me," protested Remy.
"Ah suppose ah can understand why you'd want to find another woman. Ah can't even touch you for fear of what I might do but ah can still be hurt Remy. Until you can decide to love a woman properly we're over," said Rogue and she turned her back on the shocked Cajun.
Remy LeBeau slumped to his knees and sighed heavily. He loved Rogue but had to admit she was right about how hard it was when he could never kiss her or love her the way he wanted to. It had been purely innocent with Jubilee and he wished she could see it that way. She had wanted him to go to the mall with her and he pretended to be reluctant and made her persuade him. In the end he had told her that a kiss would make him decide to go with her and she had happily agreed to this. He would never dare to try and break Jubilee's heart or take advantage of her. That would result in Logan becoming angered and nobody in their right mind wanted to be on the receiving end of that anger. Now Rogue was probably on her way to tell Wolverine about his little flirtation and shortly he would have the unenviable task of convincing the feral of his innocence.
"My condolences on your lamentable situation my good friend. However do not despair for any longer because your salvation is at hand in the form of my fine furry self," said a happy Hank as he bounded up to the melancholy Cajun.
"Gambit think dat no-one can help him,"sighed Remy.
"Au contraire mon ami. You simply need some of this. Why don't you try this out and your women troubles will be at an end,"said Hank and he proffered a small phial to Remy.
Curious Remy took the bottle from the oversized hand.
"What is this Hank?," asked Remy.
"The answer to your prayers. I call it Eau de Beast," said Hank.