Disclaimer: Again, Marvel owns the characters. They consented to be in this story because I offered them all stock options and pizza.

This takes place after "Blue Eyes and Shadows"

Best Laid Plans

Ch. 1: Pink

Jubilee sighed "I don't care what the rest of the team says, this is hard work!"

"I know what'cha mean shugah! Mah eyes is startin to water and we ain't even decided on dress colors yet!"

"Why aren't the guys helping with this? I mean, Remy I know has excellent taste. Couldn't he help us out?"

"Shugah, this is a weddin! Menfolk would ruin it! If it was up ta them we'd both be married in Vegas or somethin. Then we'd ride off into da sunset on their Harleys! Just imagine that Jubilee, avoidin that makes this all worthwhile!"

Jubilee shudders "Your right. So we were looking at the Rose silk right?"

"Actually, let's start on the guest list alright? 'm startin to go color blind."

"But the rose is gentle on the eyes Rogue!"

"I ain't gettin married in pink!"

"It's not pink, it's rose!"

"Jube...Ill...Lee...it's...still...pink!"

"Your hopeless! At least look at it!" Jubilee shoves a magazine at Rogue.

"Ah said NO!" The magazine goes flying across the room, hitting Gambit as he enters the room.

"What a welcome eh chere? What's the matter? You don want ta get married after all?" Gambit asks with a wicked twinkle in his eye.

"You know ah do shugah, it's just dat this is all gettin on my last nerve, and we ain't even begun da real work!"

"Need help with a dress chere? Gambit help!" He begins to flip through the magazine "Here we go! Dis look lovely on de both of you neh? Sunset Rose silk..."

"IT"S PINK" A shower of books and magazines bombard Gambit.

"That's it chere! You get dat stress out! Don't worry about it none, we jus go to Vegas neh?"

"Aaarrrggghhhh! Come on Jubilee, we're leaving for a while!"

"Where are we going?"

"OUT! Preferably to a place with alcohol!" Rogue grabs Jubilee and flies out the window.

Wolverine enters the room, skirting Gambit and his pile of wedding paraphernalia. "What you do this time Cajun?"

"Gambit do nothin frere! Gambit jus tryin to help. See? I found this lovely dress..." Shoves the magazine under Wolverine's nose.

"No wonder they pelted you and left Cajun. That dress is pink."