Chapter 3: Gypsies, Tramps, and Thieves
I own Elizabeth, my closet, and Lyndsey (actually Lyndsey owns herself, but you know what I mean) – sadly I do not own the X-Men or anything else. I'm having some technical difficulties, so I might not have chapter 4 up for a while. Sorry for the wait.
Last time on X-Men: Evolution
"Big men need big guns." Then she all out laughed. When she stopped she pulled out the hand gun and looked at it. "Then why does he have this? Must be for his off days. Or he likes to get…handsy." Liz laughed her head off as she slipped the gun back in her pocket and walked toward the door…that she just noticed.
Base: With Liz
Looking both ways before crossing the street, Liz…what? Oh! I'm sorry, I think I have the wrong story. Hmmm…okay, here it is!
AHEM!
Liz looked left and right down a normal looking hallway. Carefully, she closed the door behind her and looked both ways again. On her left the hall eventually turned right. On her, erm, right the hall ended with a door…now that she thought about it there were two doors on the opposite wall and another other than the one she just came out of. That's five bedrooms.
(A/N: -sarcasm- Wow! Good job Liz! LIZ: HEY! You can't say that 'cuz I'm you! A/N: …AW CRAP! –FAIL!- )
Looking back at the door Liz noticed the name SABERTOOTH carved into the brown wood…probably with said person's claws.
Before she could do anything else, she heard a door knob turning. She ran to her left and hid behind the corner.
With Lyndsey
I opened the door and looked around. I did a double take as I saw a coat end disappear around a corner. I put a hand over my mouth to muffle a squeal. It could've been Gambit! He does wear a trench coat, and this is his room…I think.
I inched my way to the corner and…GLOMP ATTACK! Crap, maybe I'm hanging out with Liz too much.
"OW OW OW!!!" Came a girly cry.
General P.O.V.
"OW OW OW!!!" Liz cried as Lyndsey glomped her painfully.
Lyndsey pulled away and frowned. "You're not Gambit." She said disappointed.
Liz wrapped her arms around herself and winced. "Thanks for the concern, I love you too! It's not like we've been kidnapped or anything!" She said dramatically and angrily.
Lyndsey rolled her eyes. "Well, sorry. I thought it was Gambit. Jeez."
Liz straightened and stuck her tongue out. "Well I have an epic outfit, so nah."
"Hey! What're you doin' outta your rooms?!" Came Sabertooth's voice.
They whirled around, eyes wide, to see the angry looking mutant speed walking toward them.
"Now would be a good time to RUN!" Said Lyndsey, grabbing Liz as she ran away. Sabertooth roared in anger and chased after them. They ran around corner after corner until they came to a big fork in the road. Metaphorically speaking. There were five different corridors and Ssabertooth wasn't far behind.
"That way!" They said, pointing in opposite directions. They glanced behind then, as they went to run forward, saw Magneto's goons coming from ends of the corridors.
"Aw crap." Liz said. She handed Lyndsey the other coat. "Quick - put this on."
"But-"
"Put it on, woman!"
"Fine, fine." Lyndsey put on the coat as Liz debated which gun to give her. Liz handed her the shotgun.
"Dude, I can barely hold this!"
"Well I figured you're more reluctant to shoot than me, and you would prefer to bash people over the head."
Lyndsey stared. "Your random bursts of knowledge scare me."
Liz shuddered. "Yeah, they scare me too."
"GGGRRRRRRR! AND you stole my stuff!"
The girls yelped and turned to see Sabertooth growling and glaring at them angrily. They turned to a random hallway and stated running. Lyndsey knocked the goons away with her gun while Liz used her shoulders, slipping away before they could grab her. They could hear Sabertooth growling behind them.
"Get out of the way, you useless fools!"
The girls ran and turned corners, occasionally knocking over a few guys.
(A/N: Go them! I guess all that ninja training paid of… watch for the ninja spoof side story because now I want to make one.)
They stopped for a moment to catch their breath and spotted a door. Lyndsey dragged her friend to the door and brought them inside. They shut and locked the door behind them. They backed away from the doors and tried to stay quiet as foot steps went past the door.
It was quiet for a few minutes and the girls sighed in relief.
"Well, well, well. What are two pretty girls like you doin' in a place like this?" Came a smooth voice.
Liz and Lyndsey whirled around in fright. Gambit was leaning against the wall on the far left side of the room. Which, by the way, turned out to have a pool table, bar, hanging lamps you would find in a bar, and poker table.
"Do you guys ever give up?" Liz said tiredly and Lyndsey leaned against the wall, staring at Gambit (which creeped out Liz).
Gambit smiled. "Gambit ain't here to catch you - only entertain you 'til the others do. Gambit gets bored 'round here and wouldn't mind some new faces."
Lyndsey clamped a hand over her mouth to stop a giggle and Liz rolled her eyes. Then Liz grinned and looked at Gambit. "So what'd you have in mind? Poker, pool, or drinking?"
Gambit chuckled and walked toward them, shuffling his cards. "Gambit was thinking' we could play some poker, cherie."
Lyndsey pouted and felt a prick of jealousy. She made a mental note to flirt with Wolverine if they ran into him.
They sat at the poker table and Gambit dealt five cards to everyone. Liz grabbed hers confidently but Lyndsey was unsure. She learned a few things from Liz, but they'd never really played.
Liz glanced at the other two while Gambit was rearranging the cards in his hands. "I think I'll look for something to drink." She caught Lyndsey's glare and sighed. "NON-alcoholic, of course. Can I get you two anything?"
Lyndsey chose water while Gambit asked for a beer. As Liz looked around the bar, she stole glances at the others. It was kinda far from the poker table but she could see them okay. She got a lass of water, a can of coke, and pretended to search for the beer as they talked. She heard Lyndsey giggle and smirked. Figures she would do the work and her friend would get the guy. Despite her perverted-ness, things didn't normally turn out as expected.
Liz grabbed their drinks and returned to the game. Lyndsey's cheeks were slightly more red than normal and Gambit looked pretty happy too. Liz smirked again - she loved playing matchmaker. Why else would she offer to do the dirty work? If you could call it that.
"Hey, don't we need poker chips?" Liz asked as she sat.
"Gambit thought we could play for fun…besides, Gambit don't have much money on him and he doubt you girls do either."
Lyndsey shrugged and Liz nodded sadly.
Suddenly, Lyndsey perked up. "I could check Horatio!" And she began to dig through her black, sling over bag that rested on her hip. Gambit raised an eyebrow.
Liz's eyebrows shot toward her hairline. "When the hell did you bring Horatio with you?"
Lyndsey paused. "I don't know. I've always told you, Horatio follows me." And she began looking again."
"Riiiiight."
Horatio was hand made by Lyndsey in their sewing class. As for the name…Liz has a tendency to relate any red head character back to Lyndsey. For obvious reasons. If you've ever heard of Horatio Caine from CSI: Miami, well one thing led to another and he was dubbed Horatio. It might have had something to do with the CSI Horatio always wearing black suits, but who know anymore… And FYI the CSI Horatio is Lyndsey's uncle, in case you were curious.
"Hey! I found my phone!"
Liz raised her eyebrows again. "The one that's been missing for a month?"
"Yeah! I could have sworn I checked Horatio…"
Liz rolled her eyes and looked at Gambit. He was smiling in amusement.
Bang bang bang
"Open the door, mate! We know they're in there with you!" Came Pyro's voice.
Liz stood and grabbed her coke. "Looks like this game is bust." She downed her drink and grabbed her chair. She looked at Lyndsey. "Pray this works." She ran at the door and rammed the chair under the door knob. The chair groaned but stayed in place.
"Come this way! There's a back exit to da forest." Said Gambit. They ran through a door and into a storage room. Gambit threw aside a few boxes to reveal a door.
"What about you?" Asked Lyndsey. Then she mentally face palmed. Of course she would say something like that. How cliché.
"Oh, Gambit'll be just fine, don't you worry."
Liz sighed. "Never tell a girl not to worry, 'cause we worry more."
Our fellow fangirls raced into the forest, trying not to trip.
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~TotalFanGirl
