"-could beat up Spiderman!"
"In your dreams, Chaos."
"It's Havoc!"
"Only person who's gonna be doing any beating, is me!" Gambit chuckled as he neared the group with Kurt in tow.
Alex, Rogue, Jean and Kitty were waiting in line to be seated in the theater. Alex stood at the head of the group, donned in baggy blue jeans and a short-sleeved, faded blue shirt. Rogue was 'bouncing' up against the ropes. She wore a pair of grayish cut-off jeans, a dark orange shirt, and twirled a long key chain on her wrist. Jean Gray was next to Alex, hands on her hips. She showcased hip-hugger, faded denim, and a puffy sleeved, v- neck white shirt. Kitty Pryde was sitting cross-legged on the floor. She wore hip-huggers, nearly identical to Jean's, and a light green long- sleeved shirt under a short sleeved blue one.
"Oh, fantastic, you did make it!" Rogue clapped sarcastically.
"Where's Kurt?" Kitty asked in her small, sweet voice.
"Oh, I'm here.." He slowly stepped from the shadows. His image inducer sparked forth a slim young man in a pair of baggy jeans, a not so baggy shirt, and a backwards hat.
"Finally!" Alex said as they removed the ropes and the line started to move.
Gambit reached down to help her up. Garbed in his long brown overcoat, plain torn jeans, overcast shirt, and fingerless gloves, the duo of jocks had no trouble spotting him.
"Hey, ain't that the card kid?" Gambit rolled his eyes.
"'Ain't' is improper English." Jean said, accompanied by a 'tisk' from Rogue.
"Just be glad my fight AIN'T with you two, luscious ladies." The destructive duo, Jean and Rogue, turned to face them.
"Oooooh!" Alex gave Gambit a nudge in the side and snickered.
"C'mon guys, movie time!" Kitty Pryde smiled. Much to the relief of Kurt, Kitty and the worried employees, the group sauntered into the theater.
"Mmmmm, too bad. It would've been fun to kick their a-"
"Yes! Our seats are open!" Kitty dashed forward and leapt into the seat.
All the seats in the coliseum styled theater had good viewpoints, but the group preferred the center seats after a slight break in the two sections of aisles. Mostly because the railing in front of them proved to be a wonderful footrest.
They flopped down in the usual order, (from right to left,) Kitty Pryde, Jean Gray, Rogue, Alex Summers, Gambit, and now Kurt.
The semi-shy young man sat quietly as the others talked. He began to feel slightly out of place, realizing he really didn't know this group. Kitty Pryde had, on occasion, sat with him at lunch, and he had history with Gambit, and math with Rogue, but he really didn't *know* them. They probably forgot about his image inducer half the time, since only on rare occasions did he take it off.
"Hey Kurt,"
"Huh?" Kurt was brought out of his revenue of thought by a slightly cocky Alex.
"That tail of yours, does it help you pick up chicks?"
"What?" Kurt's eyes grew two sizes larger than Alex and Gambit thought possible.
"Well, we've heard that chicks dig tails," Alex chuckled.
"Well, some of 'em anyway." Gambit countered, propping his feet up on the railing and folding his hands behind his head.
"Well, not really... I've never really tried to pick up chicks before though... Plus I'd-"
"Sssshhh!" All three guys turned to look at Rogue.
She lowered her hand and sat back as the lights dimmed.
"Huh," Gambit sneered lightly and leaned back further in his seat.
Kurt sighed and his tail twitched in a slightly nervous way. He titled his head a bit to see if either of the guys next to him had noticed.
'Duh, Kurt!' He thought to himself. 'Not only is your tail down your pants, but you've also got your image inducer on, stupid!'
He slouched into his seat and made himself comfortable.
As the previews ended, Kurt got the vague feeling that someone was watching him. He looked up and happened to catch Remy's red eyes.
Kurt quirked a brow.
"Yes?" He whispered.
"Nothing.. you just looked a tad uncomfortable."
Kurt shrugged.
"Naw, I'm fine."
"Ok.." He flashed a smile, then turned back to the movie.
Kurt straightened up a bit.
X
"Yeah, that was awesome!"
"And then, when the GreenGoblin-"
"Hey!" The group turned slightly as the two jocks they'd had just about enough of ran over.
"Don't they ever learn?" Alex mumbled to Kurt.
"Yes, oh ignorant ones?" Jean snapped.
"We heard that the whole lot of you are freaks," The red headed jock started belligerently. "That true?"
"What does it matter if we are or not?" Kitty said as she stepped forward a bit, attempting to calm tempers.
"Well, my buddy here wants a re-match with Billy the Card Kid over here, and since you're nothing but a bunch of circus freaks, we figured we'd take you all on."
"Oh yeah, and how do you plan on doing that?" Rogue snapped.
"Soccer."
"Come again?"
"Soccer, we challenge you all to a game of soccer."
The group looked at each other. Gambit stepped right up to the red-head, angry eyes glaring from under his mop of hair.
"Tell us where, and when, and we'll be there." He snarled.
"Saturday. Covey's field. Five o'clock. Rain or shine.."
"We'll be there.."
"You'd better.." The jock poked Gambit in the chest with his finger. They turned, winked at Rogue, Jean and Kitty, and walked off.
Alex started forward, but was held back by Gambit.
"Save it, Alex, we'll get 'em Saturday."
"In your dreams, Chaos."
"It's Havoc!"
"Only person who's gonna be doing any beating, is me!" Gambit chuckled as he neared the group with Kurt in tow.
Alex, Rogue, Jean and Kitty were waiting in line to be seated in the theater. Alex stood at the head of the group, donned in baggy blue jeans and a short-sleeved, faded blue shirt. Rogue was 'bouncing' up against the ropes. She wore a pair of grayish cut-off jeans, a dark orange shirt, and twirled a long key chain on her wrist. Jean Gray was next to Alex, hands on her hips. She showcased hip-hugger, faded denim, and a puffy sleeved, v- neck white shirt. Kitty Pryde was sitting cross-legged on the floor. She wore hip-huggers, nearly identical to Jean's, and a light green long- sleeved shirt under a short sleeved blue one.
"Oh, fantastic, you did make it!" Rogue clapped sarcastically.
"Where's Kurt?" Kitty asked in her small, sweet voice.
"Oh, I'm here.." He slowly stepped from the shadows. His image inducer sparked forth a slim young man in a pair of baggy jeans, a not so baggy shirt, and a backwards hat.
"Finally!" Alex said as they removed the ropes and the line started to move.
Gambit reached down to help her up. Garbed in his long brown overcoat, plain torn jeans, overcast shirt, and fingerless gloves, the duo of jocks had no trouble spotting him.
"Hey, ain't that the card kid?" Gambit rolled his eyes.
"'Ain't' is improper English." Jean said, accompanied by a 'tisk' from Rogue.
"Just be glad my fight AIN'T with you two, luscious ladies." The destructive duo, Jean and Rogue, turned to face them.
"Oooooh!" Alex gave Gambit a nudge in the side and snickered.
"C'mon guys, movie time!" Kitty Pryde smiled. Much to the relief of Kurt, Kitty and the worried employees, the group sauntered into the theater.
"Mmmmm, too bad. It would've been fun to kick their a-"
"Yes! Our seats are open!" Kitty dashed forward and leapt into the seat.
All the seats in the coliseum styled theater had good viewpoints, but the group preferred the center seats after a slight break in the two sections of aisles. Mostly because the railing in front of them proved to be a wonderful footrest.
They flopped down in the usual order, (from right to left,) Kitty Pryde, Jean Gray, Rogue, Alex Summers, Gambit, and now Kurt.
The semi-shy young man sat quietly as the others talked. He began to feel slightly out of place, realizing he really didn't know this group. Kitty Pryde had, on occasion, sat with him at lunch, and he had history with Gambit, and math with Rogue, but he really didn't *know* them. They probably forgot about his image inducer half the time, since only on rare occasions did he take it off.
"Hey Kurt,"
"Huh?" Kurt was brought out of his revenue of thought by a slightly cocky Alex.
"That tail of yours, does it help you pick up chicks?"
"What?" Kurt's eyes grew two sizes larger than Alex and Gambit thought possible.
"Well, we've heard that chicks dig tails," Alex chuckled.
"Well, some of 'em anyway." Gambit countered, propping his feet up on the railing and folding his hands behind his head.
"Well, not really... I've never really tried to pick up chicks before though... Plus I'd-"
"Sssshhh!" All three guys turned to look at Rogue.
She lowered her hand and sat back as the lights dimmed.
"Huh," Gambit sneered lightly and leaned back further in his seat.
Kurt sighed and his tail twitched in a slightly nervous way. He titled his head a bit to see if either of the guys next to him had noticed.
'Duh, Kurt!' He thought to himself. 'Not only is your tail down your pants, but you've also got your image inducer on, stupid!'
He slouched into his seat and made himself comfortable.
As the previews ended, Kurt got the vague feeling that someone was watching him. He looked up and happened to catch Remy's red eyes.
Kurt quirked a brow.
"Yes?" He whispered.
"Nothing.. you just looked a tad uncomfortable."
Kurt shrugged.
"Naw, I'm fine."
"Ok.." He flashed a smile, then turned back to the movie.
Kurt straightened up a bit.
X
"Yeah, that was awesome!"
"And then, when the GreenGoblin-"
"Hey!" The group turned slightly as the two jocks they'd had just about enough of ran over.
"Don't they ever learn?" Alex mumbled to Kurt.
"Yes, oh ignorant ones?" Jean snapped.
"We heard that the whole lot of you are freaks," The red headed jock started belligerently. "That true?"
"What does it matter if we are or not?" Kitty said as she stepped forward a bit, attempting to calm tempers.
"Well, my buddy here wants a re-match with Billy the Card Kid over here, and since you're nothing but a bunch of circus freaks, we figured we'd take you all on."
"Oh yeah, and how do you plan on doing that?" Rogue snapped.
"Soccer."
"Come again?"
"Soccer, we challenge you all to a game of soccer."
The group looked at each other. Gambit stepped right up to the red-head, angry eyes glaring from under his mop of hair.
"Tell us where, and when, and we'll be there." He snarled.
"Saturday. Covey's field. Five o'clock. Rain or shine.."
"We'll be there.."
"You'd better.." The jock poked Gambit in the chest with his finger. They turned, winked at Rogue, Jean and Kitty, and walked off.
Alex started forward, but was held back by Gambit.
"Save it, Alex, we'll get 'em Saturday."