Disclaimer:I don't own X-Men:Evolution, just myself (Called Molly Callum in 'fics.)
and any original characters/background characters that might pop up from time to time.
AN: This story has a bit of an odd plot to it. I wanted to do something sweet with winter time and Remy taking Molly home, and this is the result. The weirdness comes later in the form of yet another OC villain (The reason I have so many OC villains is because I don't feel like looking up comic book ones, the best have already been used in Evo or my fics, and I'm afraid I wouldn't write cannon characters right.) Um, so I wanted to do something different with the characters power, but what was in my head sounded even weirder, so I decided to leave well enough alone. Enjoy the story and don't forget to review! Thank you!
Snow had settled on Bayville during the night. The kids were greeted to a Saturday morning of sledding and ice fort making. Molly was sitting on the back steps watching it all as Remy came out to join her. He noticed she quickly wiped her eyes.
"Thought you'd be out playing with everyone. Feeling okay?" Remy asked. Molly frowned, "Not really. Just getting a little homesick I guess.
It never snowed where I used to live. I don't like the cold. Winter...it's not my favorite season."
Remy's heart sank. He didn't like seeing her unhappy.
"Well I hate to see you so sad. You're much prettier when you smile. I don't have anything going on. We could take the jet and you could go home for the whole winter break if you like," Remy said.
"Really? You're the best Remy!" Molly jumped up and threw her arms around his neck. Remy was surprised but hugged back.
"I'll go get my stuff ready. Meet you in the foyer!" She ran back inside.
Remy smiled to himself as he ran a hand through his hair. He'd just gotten a whole week alone with Molly. All by accident.
Hopefully he wouldn't screw it up.
A little while later Remy walked into the foyer. He was going on up to his room to pack when he saw Molly and Logan standing there.
"Mr. Logan agreed to chaperone us, isn't that great?" Molly smiled.
Remy's face fell.
"What? No that's not great!" Remy yelped, receiving weird looks from the two of them. "I mean, uh, we're old enough to go alone. Really."
"That's exactly the problem," Logan said bluntly.
Molly blushed, "Uh, C'mon Remy, it's the rules. No long distance trips without a chaperone."
"Fine," Remy sighed, "Give me a minute to get my stuff and we can go."
He went upstairs and came back within ten minutes, grumbling to himself all the way up the stairs and all the way back. It wasn't until he caught sight of Molly again that he stopped being upset and smiled. She looked happy and full of life again. Seeing the smile back on her face was worth Logan putting a wrinkle in the otherwise perfect trip.
"It's nice seeing you happy again, Cherie," Remy said. "Well it's all thanks to you," Molly gave Remy another hug. "Let's get going," Logan said in his usual gruff manner.
They boarded The Blackbird. Remy sat next to Molly for whole duration of the trip. They talked and had a good time like always, but this time Remy felt the intense feelings of love overwhelming him. Mollys eyes seemed to sparkle and her laugh was a lovely sound to hear.
"You look cold. Are you?" Remy asked as he noticed she was rubbing her arms. "Just a little chilled. Must be the elevation," Molly answered. Remy grinned, "Well now, come a little closer and I'll wrap my arms around you. Keep you nice and toasty."
"Cajun..." Logan warned without turning around from piloting. Molly smiled, shaking her head, "You really need to get a girlfriend so you can stop flirting with me like that. One of these days you might someone's dad really angry. You like toeing the edge of danger."
"You make it sound like a bad thing.-Besides, nobody's dad could get angry with me. I'm the epitome of charm," Remy smiled flirtatiously.
"Which explains why Logan is so very fond of you. So why is a nice guy like you still single?" Molly said.
Remy's eyes quickly darted from the floor to Molly, "Just haven't found the right girl yet I guess-and having fun getting a rise out of you. You're awfully cute when you blush. And there you go again! Always blushing!"
"I can't help it! You don't make it easy at all, you big flirt!" Molly giggled. "Hm. So tell me, why no boyfriend yet?" Remy asked. "I-I don't know. I guess guys are still overlooking me," Molly shrugged. This made Remy frustrated. "All those guys are morons. You're smart, funny, classy. You're nice. Beautiful, talented and very thoughtful. The guys who don't see that aren't worth it. You need someone who's you're equal. Who matches you," Remy said.
"Ah, but I think Kurt's a little young for me. And it might make Amanda mad," Molly joked. Remy rolled his eyes, "Pfft! Kurt. You're thinking of boys Petite," Remy reached over and boldly held her hand, "You need a real man in your life. Someone who would know how to treat you right and look after you properly." Remy was very serious. Enough of his flirting and games. Mollys eyes widened as she looked at him.
"Oh my gosh! We're here!" Molly jerked her hand away and grabbed her bag, running out the open hatch door since the jet had landed.
Remy kicked the seat ahead of him in frustration. The seat was loose so it bounced back, hitting him right in his face. He groaned. This trip was going to be memorable.
