Apologies on the absense of updation on my part I have been so preoccupied with … stuff that I … forgot. Please don't hurt me.
Rogue stormed out of the room. She could not believe she had just shouted at Kitty. It wasn't Kitty's fault that some gorgeous new stranger who could touch Rogue had appeared at her engagement. And it definitely wasn't her fault that she was attracted to him … wait stop right there. She never said she was attracted to him. Did she?
"BOO!"
"Ahhhh!" Rogue shrieked and turned round to see John so close she should have sensed him beside her. "John, what the hell are you doing?"
"I was just coming to pick up my lady fair," John's grin had a florescent glow in the semi twilight of the hall.
"Your lady fair?" Rogue asked skeptically.
"My lady fair." John clarified for her.
"You've been reading again haven't you?"
John whipped his glove covered hand over her mouth, "Shhhh, not so loud, someone might hear you," He scanned the hallway cautiously.
"John we're in the middle of the hallway where no one can hear you scream so how the hell is someone going to hear us talking?" Rogue replied, exasperated.
"How do you know there isn't a whole mob of Jamies behind one of those doors. They could be listening to every word that we say!" said John, who had suddenly developed a nervous twitch. He began to scan the doors on either side of the hallway, jumping when he heard the slightest noise. Rogue looked at him nervously from the other side of the hallway. She came to a stunned realization.
"John when have you last had sugar?" She said with a half grin on her face. Whenever John didn't have sugar for more than three hours he began to get severe withdrawal symptoms which, everyone had decided, were worse than John at his normal hyperactive self.
"Five hours," said John as he twitched again.
Luckily Rogue came prepared for such occasions. She dug a half melted chocolate bar out of her pocket and handed it to him.
"John, Rogue come in," The professor said as they arrived at the door. They walked in and sat down beside Peter and Bobby. "Now I would like to talk to you all about something that happened tonight." Rogue began to get a proverbial bad feeling about the meeting. Sensing her tension John took up her hand in his and began to rub the top of it with his thumb. "Tonight John, Rogue and a few of their friends went to a restaurant…" Rogue didn't hear any more she blanked out, this could not be happening. She had been so careful that John hadn't found about what had happened between Remy and her and now the Professor was going to announce it to everyone. "So please join with me to give congratulations to Rogue and John," Wait, this can't be right, why would he say Rogue and John unless … She looked down at the lump underneath her glove. The engagement, Rogue thought as everyone began to applaud. "That is all I called you for, you can go."
Rogue stood up to leave with John. A wide grin began to spread across her face. She couldn't believe that she forgot about the engagement and that she had thought the whole meeting was about Remy being able to touch her.
"Rogue can I have a word before you go." Aww crap. John looked at her enquiringly but she shook her head and walked back inside the room. If the professor had found about her and Remy she didn't want John to hear it at the same time.
"Yes Professor?" She said, her mouth felt like she had swallowed sawdust.
"I heard that you met Gambit tonight,"
Rogue delicately raised one eyebrow. "Who?"
"Remy, I heard you met him tonight." Please no, please no, please no, Rogue chanted inside her head. "I was wondering if you could give him a tour of the mansion."
"Oh thank god," The Professor looked at her. "Did I say that out loud?" He nodded condescendingly. "What I meant to say was, what room is he in?" She thought for a moment and then added "and why isn't John doing it?"
"John has homework and he's in the room opposite Scott's."
"I'll go right away." Rogue said turning her back for a hurried exit.
The Professor opened his mouth to say thanks but Rogue had already sprinted away.
"And this is Kitty and Jubilee's room, and this is John and my room," Rogue was walking down the corridor with Remy counting out the doors as they went past. "Speaking of John I need to kick his ass," for making me have to do this, "So if you want to follow me," incase you drown yourself in the swimming pool, not that that would be upsetting, "I'll reintroduce you and then we can continue the tour," with John cuz I'm not leaving without him.
Rogue pushed open the door with all the force she could muster which caused John, and his at that moment lit lighter, to fall off the bed. Rogue's chest of drawers beside him went up in a puff of smoke. Rogue and Remy's mouths dropped. John hastily jumped back. After putting out the flames on the outside he opened the drawers to dampen the ones inside. He understood that lighting up Rogue's underwear was not the way to calm her down. He turned round to see Remy nearly hanging off the doorframe in laughter and Rogue's I'm-going-to-kill-you stare aimed at him. Rogue's eye began to twitch.
"I swear I did not mean to do that,"
"As repayment you have to come with us on the rest of the tour," Rogue grinned evilly.
"But I already got out of that," John whined putting on his puppy dog eyes. Rogue's eye began to twitch again. "Eeep, don't hurt me!"
"Don't worry we only have one stop left," Rogue evil grin widened.
"Why do I think that's a bad thing?"
"Get dressed into something normal and get your butt out into the hallway in five minutes or else!" Rogue grabbed Remy by the scruff and dragged him out of the room.
Rogue leaned up against the wall and took a deep breath.
"Where is our last stop, ma cherie?" Remy asked her, mimicking her stance on the other side of the hallway. Rogue felt her eye begin to twitch again.
"What?" Remy asked, a worried tremor in his voice.
"Don't call me ma cherie," Rogue replied in her menacing voice. She wished she could turn around and march straight into bed and curl up with a good Stephen King book, but instead she was stuck showing a stupid randomer around the mansion.
"But it suits you so much better than Rogue,"
"So?"
Remy was saved from having to reply by John coming out of the room. "So where are we going?"
Rogue grinned evilly. Where else could she take the pyromaniac to get her own back. "Logan's room."
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