Danger Room Session ?
By: Shada
Disclaimer: I own not, you sue not
Summary: Just a lil session in the Danger Room with Logan, Ororo, Remy, and Rogue
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Rogue: Hey, Swamp Rat, watch yah back!
Remy: Oui, p'tite, but I'm sure y'll watch do dat f'me as well, non?
Rogue: Lawd Remy, why do yah always torment meh like that?
Remy: Dere's nut'in' dis Cajun boy wouldn't do f' a femme.
Logan: Shuddup and fight, Gumbo. (growls)
Ororo: Must you always be so brutish, Logan? (blasts a sentinel sneaking up on Remy)
Remy: Many t'anks, Stormy.
Ororo: Call me that ridiculous nickname and I'll let the next one get you! Ahh! (ducks as a charged playing card flies over her head and destroys a sentinel behind her)
Remy: Don' t'ink y'want t'do dat, chére.
Rogue: (punches a sentinel so hard it hits the other wall) Mah Gawd, do they evah get tired o' sending these things aftah us? Don't answer that, Swamp Rat, please.
Logan: (growls as he pulls his claws from a sentinel) Try pushin' one into the other, kid.
Rogue: (does so) Thanks foh thah advice, sugahh.
Logan: (growls, again)
*Enter Hank*
Hank: Feeling rather monosyllable today, my friend? (jumps on the back of a sentinel) I feel rather like the Incredible Hulk. Beast come, Beast see, Beast conquer-er-kill.
Ororo: Welcome, Beast. Now will you quit jabbering and bouncing around on the poor thing's back and do something?
Hank: (pointedly ignores her) As the great Albert Einstein no doubt did not say, "When in doubt, pull them *all* out!" (yanks wires from the back of the sentinel's head and jumps off to watch it explode)
Remy: Bon, mon ami. Now, Remy could use some o' dat mechanical genius o' yours.
Rogue: (notices Remy's been trapped and grabs the sentinel, flying it to the ceiling and dropping it) Theah yah go, Swamp Rat. Don't see how someone 'as powerful as da Gambit' (mimics Remy) could get caught- Ouch!
Remy: ('accidentally' hits her with a card) Bais tu. 'Ey, watch where y'drop dat!
Rogue: (chucks a sentinel at him) Serves yah right, salaud!
Remy: Now y'need t'watch y'mouth, chére.
Logan: Shaddup! (growls)
Ororo: (blasts all three with a strong wind, sending Rogue tumbling out of the air and landing Remy and Logan flat on their asses) By the Goddess, will you ever stop bickering? The sims over.
Logan: Sorry 'Ro. (grumbles)
Remy: Sorry Stormy. (looks over his shoulders at Rogue, who landed on top of him) Y'mind gettin' up, p'tite?
Rogue: Not at all, sugahh. (doesn't move)
Remy: Get off.
Rogue: Say thah magic word . . . Oof! (finds herself falling once more as Remy gets up)
Remy: (stands and throws Rogue over his shoulder) Okay, mes amies. Les' go.
Rogue: (bangs on his back, careful not to hurt him too badly) Put meh down, yah overgrown Swamp Rat! Gawd, put meh down.
Hank: (sniggers)
Remy: (ignores Rogue) Gambit's hungry, w'at's f'lunch?
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Just a little humor I thought up at school. This isn't what I'm good at so don't get too mad.