You all know that I don't own any X-Men Evolution characters or GI Joes do ya? Good! Okay since 'Sleepover of Doom' was banned here (Thanks a lot FF NET!) I put it up on Calistolexx's website. Go check it out! So just assume this fic takes place after it and a lot of stuff in Sleepover of Doom was classified. So just enjoy this fic in the meantime.
It's Good To Be The Rogue
Chapter 1: Therapy is Fun
It had been a full week since 'The Sleepover of Doom Incident' and the Institute had been redone, rebuilt and in some areas improved. The X-Men were just grateful that no one would ever know about the disasters that had happened thanks to the magic abilities of Dr. Strange, Jean and Xavier's telepathic abilities and the military cover-ups. And no one ever would due to the fact that all parties had signed confidentiality agreements swearing everyone to secrecy. Considering the damage that would irreparably harm the reputation of mutants everywhere, no one complained about it.
However several of the mutants were still dealing with the traumatic aftermath. "Kurt I understand that overhearing your mother having…." Psyche-Out struggled not to throw up. "Intimate relations with another partner can be disturbing."
"DISTURBING?" Kurt shouted. "She and Zartan were…oh god I can't even say it!"
"Hey I heard the whole thing too Kurt," Remy told him. The two of them were in therapy with Psyche-Out.
"Yeah and you were really getting into it if I recall!" Kurt snapped.
"Hey that was before I knew who they were!" Remy snapped. "Give me some credit!"
"Yeah I give you credit! Credit for being a pervert!" Kurt snapped. "What my sister sees in you I will never know!"
"That reminds me Rogue's therapy is after Kurt's today isn't it?" Psyche-Out asked.
"Yeah and lucky me I get two therapy sessions straight," Remy groaned.
"I'll take them!" Kurt moaned. "I need them more than you do! Thank God Rogue knows nothing about what happened! AND NOBODY BETTER TELL HER IF THEY KNOW WHAT'S GOOD FOR THEM!"
"Hey, do the words 'doctor-patient confidentiality' mean anything to you?" Psyche-Out looked at him.
"They've never meant anything to you," Remy looked at Psyche-Out. "But I'm not stupid enough to say anything to Rogue. Remy values his hide way too much. And Toad well…"
"How much did you pay him off?" Kurt moaned.
"Actually it was pretty cheap considering," Remy shrugged.
"Yeah well I'm certainly paying for my mother's indiscretion!" Kurt moaned. "I can't get it out of my head! What do I Psyche-Out? What do I do?"
"Darned if I know," Psyche-Out scratched his head. "This is a new one on me."
"Oh this really makes me feel better," Kurt moaned.
"I wish it was one of those stupid hallucinations we had when we all had Mutant Pox," Remy grunted.
"Yeah you thought the ceiling fan was an old girlfriend," Psyche-Out remembered. "Care to talk about that?"
"NO!" Remy snapped. "And Remy does not want you to mention that to Rogue either!"
"Wait a minute…" Kurt blinked. "That's it! It was a delusion!"
"What?" Remy looked at him.
"It was all a delusion brought on by Mutant Pox!" Kurt brightened. "It never happened! Of course! What a relief!"
"Uh Kurt I think you are what we refer to in the medical profession as 'denial'," Psyche-Out sighed.
"I don't care! It wasn't real! Never happened!" Kurt insisted. "Nope! Never happened!"
"Kurt…" Psyche-Out sighed.
"Never happened! All a dream!" Kurt said happily.
"I thought you said it was a fever induced delusion?" Remy asked.
"Whatever it was it didn't happen! I don't care!" Kurt snapped at him.
"Kurt this is not a healthy way to deal with this…" Psyche-Out told him.
"Hey eating junk food isn't healthy either but it makes me feel good anyway!" Kurt told him. "It didn't happen! Never happened!"
"Kurt…" Psyche-Out sighed.
"La! La! La! Not listening!" Kurt put his hands over his ears. "I saw nothing! Nothing!"
"This might take more than a few sessions," Psyche-Out sighed.
"No ya think?" Remy asked sarcastically.
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"I swear I am gonna kill Bobby Drake next time I see him," Rogue snarled as she walked the hallways with Kitty.
"Yeah you think that he would come up with something more original than putting snow in our wardrobes," Kitty agreed. "So off to couple's therapy again huh?"
"I hate it!" Rogue groaned. "Why is the Professor making me do this? You're the one with the relationship problems!"
"Tell me about it," Kitty sighed, not quite interpreting it the way Rogue intended. "Peter and Lance are still not speaking to me!"
"Can you blame 'em?" Rogue asked. "The way you've been leading 'em on?"
"Hey it's not like I wanna get married right now or something!" Kitty snapped. "I'm a teenager! I'm supposed to have fun! I mean it's not like I'm gonna have sex with them or anything! Just a little wholesome fun with two boys I really like! Is that so wrong?"
"What happened to my life?" Rogue rolled her eyes. "Why me God? It's bad enough I have these powers that not only prevent me from touching anyone and making me a target for every nut who wants to take over the planet but I'm stuck in the same house with a girl who has to have two boyfriends! It's like I'm stuck in some kind of bad Archie comic!"
"Well you have Remy," Kitty pointed out. "It's not that bad."
"Not that bad? The only reason that Swamp Rat hangs around me is because he can't have me!" Rogue snapped. "I'm just another challenge for him! Well I'm not falling for it! No way!"
"Then why do you write his name inside hearts in your notebook?" Kitty grinned.
Rogue gave her a glare that indicated she wanted to kill her. "How many times have I told you not to read my notebook?"
"I didn't. Quicksilver did and he told everyone," Kitty shrugged casually.
"Reason my life sucks number five!" Rogue shouted exasperated. "Being related to that maniac is almost as bad as being related to Magneto and Mystique!"
"Don't forget Wanda and Polaris," Kitty pointed out. "And Kurt."
"You really know how to make a girl feel better don't ya?" Rogue asked sarcastically. "The point is there are days when I wonder why I bother to get out of bed in the morning! I know being a teen you're supposed to get angst and your life is supposed to suck but this is ridiculous! Sometimes I feel like I'm the most cursed girl on the planet."
Then Kurt ran down the hall with hands over his ears. "I am not listening! It never happened! La! La! La! La!"
"KURT GET BACK HERE AND TAKE YOUR THERAPY LIKE A MAN!" Psyche-Out ran after him. "DON'T MAKE ME USE THE TRANQUELIZER GUN ON YOU! AGAIN!"
"LA! LA! CAN'T HEAR YOU! LA!" Kurt sang as he teleported away.
"Oh great!" Psyche-Out turned on his communicator. "Psyche-Out to base! We got a runner! Bring the knock out shots and the straightjacket!" He ran off to get Kurt.
"You were saying?" Kitty asked.
"I guess my life could be worse," Rogue blinked.
Next: Rogue goes to therapy with Remy. Not to mention a few other couples. Isn't that fun?