Sorry about the delay in updating, turns out Mandarin is a hard language to learn, go figure.
Anywho, here is the next chapter, hope you enjoy it! Please let me know what you think.
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"Kurt ah'm fine. The swamp rat's helping meh. See? He's finally brought meh the dustpan and brush ah asked for 5 minutes ago." She announced quite calmly, glaring at the swamp rat in question, causing more laughing from Remy's family, all of them deciding quite firmly that they liked Rogue very much.
"Chere dat's not very nice. It's not Remy's fault yer were so careless." He told her.
Rogue finished sweeping up the glass and quickly dumped it into the bin, before she calmly placed them on the table and turned to the cajun. Making sure that there was plenty of space around them so that he wouldn't get hurt to bad, she quickly dropped and swung her leg out, sweeing Remy's legs out from under him, causing him to crash to the floor. "If your idiot self hadn't decided it would be a good idea to tickle meh whilst ah had a glass in mah we hands, then none of this would of happened." She told him, in that deathly sweet voice of hers, that they all knew was dangerous for anyone it was used against. Remy just gulped but didn't say anything. Rogue then turned back to the group stood in the doorway. "Sorry about that." She told Tante Mattie and Jean-Luc, after all, the last thing she wanted to do was upset the pair that had ben so kin to her since she had gotten here, and was, after all the Professors friend.
Jean-Luc smiled at her. "Ya needn't worry fille. Mons Fils be a fool at times. He deserved it." He announced to her.
Mattie nodded. "He sure did. I don' know where dose mannors I taught 'im 'av gone." SHe shook her head disapprovingly at Remy, still lying on the floor. "Now chil' let's get a look at dat arm o' yours." She told her, taking hold of Rogue's arm, and running it under the water and squeezing it gently, to push out any little pieces of glass that may have gotten stuck in it. She was just about to reach for a plaster when Rogue stopped her.
"That's ok Ma'am. Ah can fix this bit mahself." She told her.
"Wha' on earth are ya talkin' 'bout chil'. Ya need a band aid on dat righ' now." She told her, frowning at Rogue's smile.
"No, ah can heal mahself. Watch." She told her. Rogue quickly tapped into Logan's healing ability and the cut began to close, until it was impossible to tell that it had even been there just a few moments before. Rogue opened her eyes and looked down, smiling when she saw that it was worked. "There we go. All better." She announced.
"Rogue, I think it's time for us to be going." The professor announced, amused.
"Oh, of course Professor." She replied. She turned to the LeBeau's, Remy just beginning to sit up. "Thank you so much for the opportunity you gave meh." She thanked Jean-Luc. The man just smiled at her.
"T'ink not'in of it Petite. From all I 'ear ya deserve it, an we'd be honored ta 'ave ya down 'ere." He told her. Rogue just smiled at him, before turning to Henri and Mercy.
"It's been great to see you both again. Ah'm sorry we didn't get more chance to talk some more. You never did finish telling meh bout the swamp rats embarassing moments." She smirked, glancing at Remy out of the corner of her eye, only to see him glaring at his brother and wife.
They chuckled. "We bin pleased ta meet ya Rogue, an' don' worry 'bout da stories. Ah'll send them ta ya in an e-mail. I 'ave ya adress." Mercy told her. Henri just chuckling at his brothers face, which was clearly glaring at him and telling him to control Mercy.
Rogue just grinned and nodded before turning to Tante Mattie. "Ah'm really sorry about that glass. Ah promise to buy ya a new one. A real nice one to." She promised. "But it's been an honour to meet the person that managed ot raise this cajun." She told her, smiling and she poked Remy slightly with her foot.
Tante Mattie just grinned. "Thank ya chil'. But don't ya worry non 'bout dat glass. Dese t'ings 'appen. We lost plenty o' crockery when Remy were a boy." She told her. "But I insist ya call me Tante." She told her sternly, her mind already picking out dress patterns and venues for the wedding that was destined to take place between this girl and Remy. After all, no other girl had ever managed to control Remy like she had.
"Alright then Tante." She replied. The then rounded on Remy. "And you." She told him, narrowing her eyes slightly at him, and he took a cautious step back. "You will come by the hotel in a couple of hours and you come with me to buy Tante a new glass. You damn fool." She told him, giving him another slap, before hugging him.
Remy seemed to expect the slap but not the hug, and got a happy grin on his face when he realised what she was doing wasn't going to hurt him any. He hugged her back, but didn't want to let her go when she pulled away. "Er, Rems, you can let go now." She told him sofly.
"Non." He announced.
"Remy. Don't make meh hit you again. If you don't let meh go right now, ah'll not only drag you along with meh to buy a glass, but ah will invite Kitty and Mercy to come on a shopping spree with meh, and make you carry all the bags." She threatened, smirking at him. Remy dropped her like a hot potato, knowing how bad Mercy could be and he was pretty sure that Kitty would be worse, not to mention Rogue when she was in full shopper mode.
"Ok, Remy let ya go 'ome fer a while den Chere." He told her. Grinning at her.
Rogue just chuckled. "Sure cajun. Just make sure you are outside the Bon Belle Hotel at 4:30, got it?" She told him. Remy nodded nad she turned away and back to the professor. "Ok, Professor. Ah'm ready." She announced cheerfully.
"Very well Rogue. Why don't you and the others go and get in the car. I will join you in a moment." He suggested. Rogue nodded and with a final curtsey to Jean-Luc, she walked out of the room and outside the house, Henri, Mercy and Remy following the Xavier group, so that the two older men could say their goodbyes in peace. As soon as they steped ou of the house they found the same car waiting to take them back to the hotel. The driver coming aorund to hold the door open for them. Storm ushered Logan in first, then followed him inside with a final wave to the LeBeaus. Jean then practically threw Scott in the car, and followed herself, kurt was then pushed into the car by Kitty who gracefully slid in behind him, smiling and waving at the LeBeaus. Finally only Rogue was left and as she gracefully and elegantly slid into the back of the car like a pro, they all stared a little, none of them having expected her to be able to do that. Remy felt his curiosity about her past grow, and decided to ask his father a couple of questions later on, knowing that Henri and Mercy would be doing the same.
As soon as the Professor had been helped into the car, Rogue and Jean using their telekinesisto help him inside, whilst the driver stashed the Prof's chair in the trunk. They all waved goodbye to each other, although the LeBeau's were all curious about Rogue, especially since they had her slide in the car like that. There was only a handful of thieves that could do something like that as gracefully as she did. They wondered how may cars like that she had slide into the back of when she was younger.
Once they were out of sight the 5 all walked back into the house, all of them folllowing Jean-Luc into his study, wantin a few answers about the Rogue. "Alrigh' Pere, spill it." Henri told him as they all took a seat in front of his desk.
Jean-Luc raised an eyebrow at them all. "I don' know wha' yer on about mon fils." He told him, turning to the paperwork that was sat innocently on his desk, vying for his attention.
"Yes ya do Pere. Chere tol' me dat ya knew 'bout her past. Freaked 'er out. Now wha's goin' on?" Remy asked, wanting to know exactly what had happened to her.
The regal man behind the desk sighed as he put the paperwork down. "A lot as 'appened ta de fille. I'm not sure i's my place ta say." He told them, a somber look on his face, which only served to worry them more, Remy especially.
"Look Pere. We're not gonna tell 'er dat ya tol' us. We jus' wanna know so dat we can 'elp 'er if we nned ta. So dat we can be dere fer 'er." He argued.
Jean-Luc looked up at the people in front of him, knowing that he had to tell them something, but not wanting to tell them everything. After all, it really wasn't his place to do that. "Fine. But I can only give ya an overview. De rest is fer 'er ta tell ya." He told them, watching them sternly until they all nodded. He sighed again before starting. "After our lil conversation wit' Charles las' nigh', I 'ad a couple of people do a lil digging on 'er. Foun' out who she really was. I was a bit suprised when I saw de paperwork. De poor fill 'as been used, abused and thrown away at de end of it all. Her real name is Madamoiselle Massot. I'm not gona tell ya 'er firs' name 'cause I know one o' ya will end up callin' 'er by it and dat woul' show dat I broke my word t' 'er." He told them. He then turned back to his paperwork, giving them all a silent dismissal. As they all stood to walk out, Jean-Luc looked up again. "Oh, 'n' mon fils?" He called, both Remy and Henri turning around. "Don' lose dis one. She's special." He told Remy.
Remy smirked. "I know Pere. B'lieve me, I know." He muttered as he turned and walked out of the room.
Back in the car there was a lot of chatter going on. "Wow, there place is, like, amazing. Henri and Mercy gave us the tour, and I would never have, like, thought that there could be so many rooms all under one roof. It took, like, forever to et around it." She told them group.
"Kitty, don't you think you're exaggerating just a little?" Rogue asked ther excited girl next to her.
Kitty scoffed. "Well, like, how would you know Rogue? You were too busy, like, getting it on with Remy." She teased her, grining mischievously.
"Ah don't know what you're talking 'bout Kit." Rogue announced, turning to look out of the window.
THere were a few chuckles in the car, all of them knowing that Rogue and Remy were a good couple. They just seemed to fit together. "Like, sure Rogue. Deny it all you want, we, like, know th truth." She told her.
"And that would be?" Rogue asked her firend, a single eyebrow raised.
"That, Remy is, like, totally in love with you. And we know that you like him too." She told her, arms crossed proudly, as though she knew she was right. Rogue knew she couldn't deny it, so just 'hmm'-ed a little as she looked out of the window.
There was a short silence in the car, all of them having expected Rogue to put up a fight with Kitty and deny it all, however it seemed that she was almost accepting it as the truth. This caused Logan, Scott and Kurt to frown a little, after all, th boy had been an acolyte back in the day. Not to mention the time he had kidnapped her. "So, Rogue, I didn't know you could speak French so well?" Jean asked her, figuring that a change in topic was in order.
Rogue turned back to face the car and gave a small smile. "Yeah, ah learnt it a long time ago. Suprised ah still remeber so much." SHe mused.
"But you didn't do French in school. You took Spanish instead. Vhy?" Kurt asked her, curious.
Rogue sighed. "Ah didn't really see the point in doing a language ah was already fluent in. Ah wouldn't have learnt anything new. But as mah SPanish was a little rusty, ah figured ah should brush up o it a lil bit." She told them, shrugging slightly as if it was no big deal.
"Wait a moment, how many laguages do you know?" Scott asked, sensing that there was more to this than met the eye.
"Erm, well, probably about 8 in total. Although ah haven't used some of them for a long time. Ah've probably forgotten a lot of it." She told the shel-shocked people in front of her.
"How come you never told us you knew so much?" Storm asked her curiously.
Rogue shrugged again. "Ah didn't think it was important." She told them.
"How come you know so many? There aren't even 8 languages taught in schools." Jean asked her.
Rogue looked away, not comfortable with the direction this conversation was taking. "From mah past. Something ah would rather not talk about." She told them, her tone letting them know that that conversation was over.
The remaining few minutes left before they reached the hotle were spent in silence, all of them thinking about how little they really knew about Rogue. As soon as they arrived, Rogue and Jean helped the profesor out of the car and into his chair, before climbing out themselves, only this time Rogue was one of the first to be helped out by the driver, again slightly suprising the others with how graceful and elegant she looked as she did it as the other women in the car tried to copy her, doing better than they had at first, but not quite as well as Rogue.
The group made their way through the lobby and into the lounge area so that they could talk about their plans for the rest of the afternoon and evening. "So my children, what are you all doing this evening?" The Professor asked them, smiling at them.
"Well, Jean and I spoted a little jazz club when we were out walking the other night and thought we might give that a go." Scott shrugged.
"Which one?" Rogue asked curious, knowing that there were a couple of Jazz clubs around here that yu really didn't want to be going into.
"Er, Jazz bliss, I think." He told her, suprised that someone had taken an interest.
"Don't go there. It always ends up in a brawl. That place has been smashed more times than tthe institute doors when Sam's around. Try Jazzy Joe's instead. It's a real nice place, and I think you'll find you enjoy it more." She suggested.
"Jazzy Joe's? Where's that?" Jean asked curiously.
"Cut through the park, and it's on the other side of the road when you come out at the other end after following the path. It's a popular place, but a lot nicer and you don't run the risk of coming home with a black eye." She told them.
"Ok, thanks Rogue, we'll try that." Jean told her, smiling. Rogue just nodded. Everyone turned to Kitty.
"Oh, Kurt and I are, like going to see that film. It's local, so we thought it would be really good to learn a little more about the place before we leave." She told them. "You're, like, welcome to come with us Rogue." Kitty offered her friend sat next to her.
Rogue smiled at the girl. "Thanks Kit, but that's ok. Ah have to go shopping to find a new glass for Tante Mattie. It'll probalby take all night if that stupid cajun's coming with meh." She rolled her eyes, whilst the other just smiled knowingly at her. "What about you guys?" She asked the Prof, Storm and Logan.
"Well, Jean-Luc inveited me to a show with him and Mattie. Logan and Storm are invited to." He told them.
"That sounds nice. Well, if you'll excuse meh. Ah need to go get ready for this shopping trip. Ah'm thinking body armour and a taser. A little much maybe?" She asked them, smirking at the laughs she got. She then left the room and went to get ready.
As soon as she reached the room, Rogue closed the door and breathed a huge sigh of relief. 'Ah can't believe how much has happened in just a few hours.' She thought to herself. 'But that was definitely more time spent on mah past than ah'm comfortable with.' She looked up annoticed something sat on her bed. Turning her hea so that she could get a better look a it, she saw that it was a large bouqet of roses. She noticed a card tucked into the side. Pulling it out she saw her name scribbled on the envelope. She shifted the roses slightly so that she could use her hands to open the envelope.
'Mon Belle Chere,
Merci for a bon time at the ball last night. Hope that we can dance together again sometime. Looking forward to out shopping trip, but I think I should take you bikini shopping instead. As long as I get to see you try them on that is. :-D
See you soon Chere,
Remy xxx'
Rogue shook her head at the card, but couldn't help the little smile that crept onto her face as she pocketed the card, knowing that if Kitty or anyone else saw it they would never leave her alone about it for months. Scott,Kurt and Logan would nag at her not to do anything with the idiot, to just hit him and run if he ever tried anything. Or better yet, hit him and then call them so tha they could finish him off. Cajun Shishkebobs didn't sound like a great idea to Rogue. She sighed and walked into the bathroom where she found a large, and rather tall glass to put the roses in, so she filled it up with water.
