*WRITER'S NOTE*
This is my first attempt at a fanfic so I hope you'll enjoy it and I am
planning on writing more soon. Well, anyhoo, on with the "story".
Oh, and PLEASE review. Send me big long e-mails about how you love me and
worship the ground I walk on at leshiarox@hotmail.com. And send money.
Lots of money.
*starts drooling* Mmmmmm..... money.
Where was I? Oh yeah! On with the show!!! Enjoy!!!
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DISCLAIMER:I don't own the X-Men, never said I did, I ain't makin no money from this.
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That Time of the Month
Chapter 1
Leshia Doucet
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It was a sunny day at the Xavier Mansion. Actually, no it wasn't. It was raining. Because.... um..... Storm was PMSing and if you are afraid of one thing in this world, it should be a Goddess going through her monthly. Logan was up in his room, practicing his brooding when the rain began. He immediately leapt up from his lotus position on his bed and ran to his Garfield calendar. He was momentarily distracted:
"Hehe.... Mondays."
His eyes quickly scanned the calendar where he had marked all of the X-Women's periods with big red X's.
"Now lesse.... Rogue, 2nd to 7th, Jean, 10th to 15th, 'Ro...... oh, shit."
There it was, plain as day, right on schedule. The first big red X in a string of 5.
"Where does the time go?" he asked himself. "It seems just yesterday she fried my Jeep because I accidentally ran over a squirrel. Sure wish she had let me get out of it first though." Ah, yes, his healing factor had been working overtime that day. Back to the matter at hand, however.
"Ah, man, I gotta assemble the guys!!"
And with that, he bolted out of his bedroom and down the hall.
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That month, there had recently been a flu going around which Magneto had ended up contracting, meaning he was in no shape to go attempting to eliminate humanity for once, and many of the X-Men were taking advantage of this opportunity to sleep in, which they rarely got to do. Remy LeBeau was one of them. He had decided the night before to hibernate until at least noon. He was having a delightful dream involving Rogue, Jean, himself, and a vat of chocolate sauce when his reverie was rudely interrupted by a loud pounding on his bedroom door.
"Dis better be good," he muttered as he dragged himself out of bed.
Logan was at the door looking very frantic.
"What's de problem?" Remy muttered, still half asleep.
"Cajun, do you have any idea what day it is??" Logan panicked.
The blank look he got in return was answer enough. But once Gambit's mind began to catch up, he realized that there was only one thing in the world that could get Wolverine so scared.
"Oh, shit."
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After a short while, Bishop, Wolverine, Gambit, Cyclops, Archangel, Beast, Colossus(I miss him and I'm the writer, so what I say, goes), and Nightcrawler were assembled in the men's wing hallway, preparing for the battle ahead. They split into several small groups, and proceeded with all the ruthlessness of a military maneuver.
TO BE CONTINUED.......
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*WRITER'S NOTE* What next?? What's gonna happen to the guys?? What about the X-Women?? And most importantly, will Gambit get to finish his dream?? All this and more in my next installment. COMING SOON TO A COMPUTER SCREEN NEAR YOU.
Please R/R. If you do, I will be eternally grateful. Either review here or e-mail me. This is my very first fic, so if you want them to get better, I need encouragement! It can be a quick "I liked it" or some long, angry e-mail about how bad it really was, I don't care! Just a response of any kind!! Well, bye for now!!
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DISCLAIMER:I don't own the X-Men, never said I did, I ain't makin no money from this.
****************************************************************************
That Time of the Month
Chapter 1
Leshia Doucet
****************************************************************************
It was a sunny day at the Xavier Mansion. Actually, no it wasn't. It was raining. Because.... um..... Storm was PMSing and if you are afraid of one thing in this world, it should be a Goddess going through her monthly. Logan was up in his room, practicing his brooding when the rain began. He immediately leapt up from his lotus position on his bed and ran to his Garfield calendar. He was momentarily distracted:
"Hehe.... Mondays."
His eyes quickly scanned the calendar where he had marked all of the X-Women's periods with big red X's.
"Now lesse.... Rogue, 2nd to 7th, Jean, 10th to 15th, 'Ro...... oh, shit."
There it was, plain as day, right on schedule. The first big red X in a string of 5.
"Where does the time go?" he asked himself. "It seems just yesterday she fried my Jeep because I accidentally ran over a squirrel. Sure wish she had let me get out of it first though." Ah, yes, his healing factor had been working overtime that day. Back to the matter at hand, however.
"Ah, man, I gotta assemble the guys!!"
And with that, he bolted out of his bedroom and down the hall.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
That month, there had recently been a flu going around which Magneto had ended up contracting, meaning he was in no shape to go attempting to eliminate humanity for once, and many of the X-Men were taking advantage of this opportunity to sleep in, which they rarely got to do. Remy LeBeau was one of them. He had decided the night before to hibernate until at least noon. He was having a delightful dream involving Rogue, Jean, himself, and a vat of chocolate sauce when his reverie was rudely interrupted by a loud pounding on his bedroom door.
"Dis better be good," he muttered as he dragged himself out of bed.
Logan was at the door looking very frantic.
"What's de problem?" Remy muttered, still half asleep.
"Cajun, do you have any idea what day it is??" Logan panicked.
The blank look he got in return was answer enough. But once Gambit's mind began to catch up, he realized that there was only one thing in the world that could get Wolverine so scared.
"Oh, shit."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
After a short while, Bishop, Wolverine, Gambit, Cyclops, Archangel, Beast, Colossus(I miss him and I'm the writer, so what I say, goes), and Nightcrawler were assembled in the men's wing hallway, preparing for the battle ahead. They split into several small groups, and proceeded with all the ruthlessness of a military maneuver.
TO BE CONTINUED.......
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*WRITER'S NOTE* What next?? What's gonna happen to the guys?? What about the X-Women?? And most importantly, will Gambit get to finish his dream?? All this and more in my next installment. COMING SOON TO A COMPUTER SCREEN NEAR YOU.
Please R/R. If you do, I will be eternally grateful. Either review here or e-mail me. This is my very first fic, so if you want them to get better, I need encouragement! It can be a quick "I liked it" or some long, angry e-mail about how bad it really was, I don't care! Just a response of any kind!! Well, bye for now!!