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Author note: I'm new at this.HELP! Please review this even if you totally hated it.I'm willing to take any and all criticism. Everything is appreciated! ;) Thanx
IT TAKES ALL KINDS
"How can you stomach him, 'Ro? He's always neglecting you! Don't take it anymore, you don't have to." "Logan, please. I told you already, he does not purposely neglect me. He is just a little.forgetful." "At his best." Growled Logan. "He's an immature punk!" "Right, my friend, like the kind you eat for breakfast?" teased Ororo Munroe a.k.a. Storm. One of the many X-men currently inhabiting the mansion, as well as Remy Lebeau, Jean Grey. Bobby Drake, and a few others. Logan and Ororo were in the kitchen deciding on lunch. After fixing a few P.B. & J. sandwiches the topic delved into Ororo's love life, that until a little while ago had been almost non-existent. After meeting Alix at a seminar the professor had asked her to accompany him to, 'Ro and him had become serious and had frequently gone out. The only problem was that if Ororo wanted to see him she had to call, then he would tell her how much he missed her and some lame excuse about why he didn't call. She had confronted him about it and he claimed he had really only been forgetful and he always apologized. He really was very sweet, she mused, just not on top of things. "Cajun's talked to you about this already, hasn't he darlin'?" asked Logan. "Mhmmmm." Replied Ororo, because her mouth was full. Her conversation with the friendly Cajun had not gone to well, but that was to be expected. He'd gone on about how she didn't really know Alix and she had readily agreed, that's why she was dating him.
Later on.
Remy and Logan were sitting on the porch smoking their cigarette and cigar respectively. Neither one spoke, they had reached an understanding and really didn't need to disrupt the night that had descended. When a blue convertible pulled up Gambit feigned disinterest as Logan snarled reflexively. He didn't know why but Alix never smelled right, not that he lied or was an evil person but there was something there that Logan couldn't pinpoint.He also knew the Cajun didn't like him. The reason for Remy's dislike for Alix stepped out of the car in a dark blue catsuit and matching coat. The coat was leather with a shiny coating and shimmered when she walked, it reached her ankles and stopped in a fray. After saying good bye to Alix, Ororo joined the two men on the porch raising her nose in distaste at the smoke perfuming the air. "Must you smoke those? If not for your health you should stop because they smell." She said. "Oui, chere. Anyt'ing else?" Remy teased, putting out his cigarette only to light another one. "Ha! I should have known! You have come out here to enjoy the night air, my friends? Would you care to join me for ice-cream?" asked the weather goddess. "Oui." "There's none in the mansion." Answered Logan, "We'll have to get some from the store, darlin'." "It is alright my friend we can all use the chance to get away for a bit, could we not? The X-men have been put through enough, I say now is our chance to defeat the evil that finishes off the last of the ice-cream!" laughed Ororo. "'Den be prepared fo' da Popsicle-boy chere. Bobby t'ink he deserve some, non? He goes off an' leaves ol' Gambit to defend fo' himself 'gainst a pissed off Scot. Hmph." All three friends hop in one of the cars available and head for the Dickie D's farthest from the mansion. When they arrive the destruction they find is immense. People dead everywhere, walls blown away and ice-cream buckets filled with blood. Chairs scattered among the rubble and a little boy in the middle of it all.laughing.
Hehe. That's all for now! Remember to REVIEW!
Author note: I'm new at this.HELP! Please review this even if you totally hated it.I'm willing to take any and all criticism. Everything is appreciated! ;) Thanx
IT TAKES ALL KINDS
"How can you stomach him, 'Ro? He's always neglecting you! Don't take it anymore, you don't have to." "Logan, please. I told you already, he does not purposely neglect me. He is just a little.forgetful." "At his best." Growled Logan. "He's an immature punk!" "Right, my friend, like the kind you eat for breakfast?" teased Ororo Munroe a.k.a. Storm. One of the many X-men currently inhabiting the mansion, as well as Remy Lebeau, Jean Grey. Bobby Drake, and a few others. Logan and Ororo were in the kitchen deciding on lunch. After fixing a few P.B. & J. sandwiches the topic delved into Ororo's love life, that until a little while ago had been almost non-existent. After meeting Alix at a seminar the professor had asked her to accompany him to, 'Ro and him had become serious and had frequently gone out. The only problem was that if Ororo wanted to see him she had to call, then he would tell her how much he missed her and some lame excuse about why he didn't call. She had confronted him about it and he claimed he had really only been forgetful and he always apologized. He really was very sweet, she mused, just not on top of things. "Cajun's talked to you about this already, hasn't he darlin'?" asked Logan. "Mhmmmm." Replied Ororo, because her mouth was full. Her conversation with the friendly Cajun had not gone to well, but that was to be expected. He'd gone on about how she didn't really know Alix and she had readily agreed, that's why she was dating him.
Later on.
Remy and Logan were sitting on the porch smoking their cigarette and cigar respectively. Neither one spoke, they had reached an understanding and really didn't need to disrupt the night that had descended. When a blue convertible pulled up Gambit feigned disinterest as Logan snarled reflexively. He didn't know why but Alix never smelled right, not that he lied or was an evil person but there was something there that Logan couldn't pinpoint.He also knew the Cajun didn't like him. The reason for Remy's dislike for Alix stepped out of the car in a dark blue catsuit and matching coat. The coat was leather with a shiny coating and shimmered when she walked, it reached her ankles and stopped in a fray. After saying good bye to Alix, Ororo joined the two men on the porch raising her nose in distaste at the smoke perfuming the air. "Must you smoke those? If not for your health you should stop because they smell." She said. "Oui, chere. Anyt'ing else?" Remy teased, putting out his cigarette only to light another one. "Ha! I should have known! You have come out here to enjoy the night air, my friends? Would you care to join me for ice-cream?" asked the weather goddess. "Oui." "There's none in the mansion." Answered Logan, "We'll have to get some from the store, darlin'." "It is alright my friend we can all use the chance to get away for a bit, could we not? The X-men have been put through enough, I say now is our chance to defeat the evil that finishes off the last of the ice-cream!" laughed Ororo. "'Den be prepared fo' da Popsicle-boy chere. Bobby t'ink he deserve some, non? He goes off an' leaves ol' Gambit to defend fo' himself 'gainst a pissed off Scot. Hmph." All three friends hop in one of the cars available and head for the Dickie D's farthest from the mansion. When they arrive the destruction they find is immense. People dead everywhere, walls blown away and ice-cream buckets filled with blood. Chairs scattered among the rubble and a little boy in the middle of it all.laughing.
Hehe. That's all for now! Remember to REVIEW!