Title: for the love of fire and playing cards!

ok, i see a lack of remy/john stories out there and i decided to finally try to write a story (so bear with me if it sucks kay?)[btw, im my little world, remy and john goes to high school just like the x-men} obviously i dont own them or anything except a pair of drumsticks and my pc, pyro and gambit belong to marvel.... *sighs* dammit can't i own a leg or an arm or something, oh well, enjoy the show

sunlight streams into the room, beams of light warming the bed and banishing any remains of the chily night. we see a pile of red golden hair placed in akward directions and his sleepy eyes open, lets out a yawn and rolls outta bed, litterally. "ouch!, i hate mornings" he mumbles picking himself up and shuffling himself to the bathroom. after a half hour of brushing, showering and whatnot, we see him practically bouncing outta the room and rushing downstairs.the scent of blueberry pancakess hangs in the air, leading him to the kitchen where his eyes fall on a tall lean cajun with a sparkly pink apron tied arond his waist. john pounces on his chef "i see someone's using his birthday present finally" he kisses his cheek "but why now?" he queries afterward. remy flips another one of the golden colored flapjacks "g'd mornin t' y' too cher an' since its just us home, noone can make fun o poor ol' remy" the cajun gives on of his pouts and places the last of his cooking on the plate. "oh please! if youre worried about our kitty then he might get his fur burned off! remykins you dont have ta worry" the pyromaniac took a bite out of his pancakes "by the way, my compliments to the sexy chef, mate!" the cajun takes the bite of pancakes offered by the pyromaniac "mm, thank y' cher, but there are o'ther ways to thank moi" and he licks off the syrup slowly falling down john's mouth. "........do you think we got time before we gotta run to class for a quickie?" john uses his puppy eyes just to make sure remy caves. "non sorry cher, remy's first class is music, the one class i do enjoy..... besides sex education." "cajie dont forget about home ec and lunch!" john wolfs down the rest of his meal and dashes up the stairs "then i guess you wouldn't want to be late, since it only SEVEN MINUTES BEFORE CLASS" and he grabs his bookbag, having a couple of quiet chuckles when he hears the classic "merde" screamed by the only other person in the house followed by a stampde throughout said persons room "merde why didn't y" tell moi sooner?!" remy says while hopping around the place trying to put on his favorite jeans "...because i love you mate?" remy retorts back "fine no dinner f y' then." john laughs and before remy caught up with him outside in the crisp morning air "fine then, no sex for you love". remy grumbles "ok you win, hop in the car" they both enter rems car and drive off. "rems, did you remember to turn off the stove?' approximatly 1.5 seconds later the car did a u- turn and dashed back home "just stay quiet jo'ny, just stay quiet" the cajun dashes back inside and returns after 30 seconds "remy the only way you could do that is to put something in my mouth" john says to him in his "as a matter of fact" voice, "cher dat could be arranged!" john lets out a sigh and mutters "why me?" and hops out of the parked vehicle heading to the main building of the school by remy's side....

so how was it?! bad, good, crappy, silly, intresting, boring... i need to know what should be done for it to get better... but thanks for reading it! (first try, go easy on me! *hides behind keyboard*)