All Things.....
Disclamier:I owe them !! Yes i Do!!I forgottenhavok own the most powerful moneymaking superhero's of our time!!!!!
EvilEva: Our therapist told you about lying.
FH; ( what I refer to myself as when i argue w/ my alter ego.): She also said to lock out all my alter egos but your still here care to explain?
EE: I get it. its just.... The last time we said something was ours and it wasn't the big scary lawers with their briefcases and boring gray suits and horriably clashing green nd red polkadotted ties....and they... *lowers voice to a whisper* they sued us....
FH: *begans to whimper* I'm sorry . The x-men don't belong to me or any of the songs i might include in this.... except for maybe the songs by Freaks United (FU).
EE: F!U!F!U!-
FH: We're not @ a gig you don't have to do that.
EE: Ok.Lets start.
FH:Fine. Crazy phsyco bit-
EE: I'm right here you know!!!
Chapter one: The Great Pain.
No one would ever be able to understand the great emotional and physical pain she was in right now. To understand one would have to be a writter. One would have to know the constsnt pain and itch that the fingers were consumed with at ungodly hours of the night. When dreams and frustrations ran at their highest. One would have to understand the need to be heard and yet unseen all at the same time. The need to bear your soul on paper with pen. or the sharp click click of keys. One would have to be an artist of anykind really to understand- ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Rogue!!" came the sweet voice of her teacher, Storm.
The young southern bella rubbed her tempels and looked down at her notepad.
Covered in sketchs and unclean words running the crispness of the paper and bleeding black blood through the sheets. Three hours.
It was 7 o'clock. She'd been up at four trying to capture the moment of insperation. The Great Pain in her fingers told her that her river of motivation had yet to dry out. and it sucked.
*BMAF*
" What Kurt?"
" Their comin tovay. Storm is on hyperactive cleaning mode. Logan's redecorating the Danger room. I think he wants to impress them... Kitty's tryibg to blow up the kitchen-'
" What's she cooking this time?" (A/N I'm no good with accents so.. sorry.)
" Iwas to afraid to look and see what taste of heavenly bliss she was destroying this time. Besides the point. We need you downstairs."
" Why?" she blinked at the fuzzy blue elf in front of her.
" the Prof has been yelling at everyone that we should try and get along with them and Jamie's in a cornor crying because the Preps of this school decided he needed a makeover... Rogue. Their going to turn him into a mini- Scott. And .... i'm scared for him."
" Lets go," Rogue said with a new found purpose the ache in her fingers gone at the thought of a button down shirt and khakis jamie.
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" Get off of HIM!!!" came the outraged cry as Jean, Kitty, and Rahne turned to see an enraged Rogue, Wanda, and Kurt.
Wanda had deformed ,blue, fuzzy hand holding her back. Her face red with anger. " Let me take guys! The kid doesn't deserve this kind of treatment!"
Rogue yawned and setteld for cold, grave, anger. ' You really should consider those anger managment classes that Logan had last moth."
Wanda looked at her, blinked, then shrugged. " maybe i will."
Rogue and Kurt nodded at her off hand way of addressing the subject.
Kurt tuerned to the preps now, " You've got three seconds to run and hide before we let her do something we're really going to regret like .... kill you?"
The Preps, swished their hair and got up. Jean up front and confronting.
" You Know one day your not going to be around and then whose going to save Jamie. He was meant for our side and you know it!" Jean said bringing her chest up trying to distract Kurt with her massive cleavage.
" I've got a girlfriend."
"Leave!" Wanda screamed loudly, pointing away from the huddiling jamie.
The Preps left snapping there fingers and popping their gum.
Rogue rushed to one knee before the poor boy. She hugged him to her chest and wrapped her arms around him, carefull not to make skin to skin contact. jamie slipped his arms around her waist and started to whimper.
" Its ok sugah. I ain't gonna let anyone hurt ya babe,' she kissed the top of his head through his hair as Wanda sat on the other side of him rocking him back and forth.
" Remy sure wish he was in do enfante's (Small child) place." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/n Oh the suspense is killing me.
EE: Tune in next time to another exciting all things....
Both: Remy's in the next chappie! Yea!
Disclamier:I owe them !! Yes i Do!!I forgottenhavok own the most powerful moneymaking superhero's of our time!!!!!
EvilEva: Our therapist told you about lying.
FH; ( what I refer to myself as when i argue w/ my alter ego.): She also said to lock out all my alter egos but your still here care to explain?
EE: I get it. its just.... The last time we said something was ours and it wasn't the big scary lawers with their briefcases and boring gray suits and horriably clashing green nd red polkadotted ties....and they... *lowers voice to a whisper* they sued us....
FH: *begans to whimper* I'm sorry . The x-men don't belong to me or any of the songs i might include in this.... except for maybe the songs by Freaks United (FU).
EE: F!U!F!U!-
FH: We're not @ a gig you don't have to do that.
EE: Ok.Lets start.
FH:Fine. Crazy phsyco bit-
EE: I'm right here you know!!!
Chapter one: The Great Pain.
No one would ever be able to understand the great emotional and physical pain she was in right now. To understand one would have to be a writter. One would have to know the constsnt pain and itch that the fingers were consumed with at ungodly hours of the night. When dreams and frustrations ran at their highest. One would have to understand the need to be heard and yet unseen all at the same time. The need to bear your soul on paper with pen. or the sharp click click of keys. One would have to be an artist of anykind really to understand- ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Rogue!!" came the sweet voice of her teacher, Storm.
The young southern bella rubbed her tempels and looked down at her notepad.
Covered in sketchs and unclean words running the crispness of the paper and bleeding black blood through the sheets. Three hours.
It was 7 o'clock. She'd been up at four trying to capture the moment of insperation. The Great Pain in her fingers told her that her river of motivation had yet to dry out. and it sucked.
*BMAF*
" What Kurt?"
" Their comin tovay. Storm is on hyperactive cleaning mode. Logan's redecorating the Danger room. I think he wants to impress them... Kitty's tryibg to blow up the kitchen-'
" What's she cooking this time?" (A/N I'm no good with accents so.. sorry.)
" Iwas to afraid to look and see what taste of heavenly bliss she was destroying this time. Besides the point. We need you downstairs."
" Why?" she blinked at the fuzzy blue elf in front of her.
" the Prof has been yelling at everyone that we should try and get along with them and Jamie's in a cornor crying because the Preps of this school decided he needed a makeover... Rogue. Their going to turn him into a mini- Scott. And .... i'm scared for him."
" Lets go," Rogue said with a new found purpose the ache in her fingers gone at the thought of a button down shirt and khakis jamie.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
" Get off of HIM!!!" came the outraged cry as Jean, Kitty, and Rahne turned to see an enraged Rogue, Wanda, and Kurt.
Wanda had deformed ,blue, fuzzy hand holding her back. Her face red with anger. " Let me take guys! The kid doesn't deserve this kind of treatment!"
Rogue yawned and setteld for cold, grave, anger. ' You really should consider those anger managment classes that Logan had last moth."
Wanda looked at her, blinked, then shrugged. " maybe i will."
Rogue and Kurt nodded at her off hand way of addressing the subject.
Kurt tuerned to the preps now, " You've got three seconds to run and hide before we let her do something we're really going to regret like .... kill you?"
The Preps, swished their hair and got up. Jean up front and confronting.
" You Know one day your not going to be around and then whose going to save Jamie. He was meant for our side and you know it!" Jean said bringing her chest up trying to distract Kurt with her massive cleavage.
" I've got a girlfriend."
"Leave!" Wanda screamed loudly, pointing away from the huddiling jamie.
The Preps left snapping there fingers and popping their gum.
Rogue rushed to one knee before the poor boy. She hugged him to her chest and wrapped her arms around him, carefull not to make skin to skin contact. jamie slipped his arms around her waist and started to whimper.
" Its ok sugah. I ain't gonna let anyone hurt ya babe,' she kissed the top of his head through his hair as Wanda sat on the other side of him rocking him back and forth.
" Remy sure wish he was in do enfante's (Small child) place." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/n Oh the suspense is killing me.
EE: Tune in next time to another exciting all things....
Both: Remy's in the next chappie! Yea!