Alright yo, sorry for takin' so long to update again. I know it wasn't 'long' per-say... but compaired to past chapters it has been a while. so... here ya go. :)


I bet the sparrow looks at the parrot and thinks, yes, you can talk, but LISTEN TO YOURSELF! -Deep Thoughts.


8

Rogue closed the office door behind her. After a meeting with Professor Xavier, working on replacing her mental shields from Carol; her brain hurt. She rubbed her temple as she walked down the hall. She could hear Kitty's music blasting from down the hall, prompting her to shake her head and squeeze her eyes shut.

She leaned on the door jamb, reluctantly opening her eyes to watch the scene before her.

Kitty rambled on about God knows what to Bobby and Kurt while they tried to concentrate on their video game. AJ sat silently, watching them play; squinting from the loud music Kitty subjected them all to listen to, with a hand massaging her temple. At least Kitty was feeling better now.

Rogue smiled at the sight of Logan and Gambit playing pool with Pyro, who was no doubt losing terribly.

"What are you laughin' at!" Kitty danced over to Rogue, taking her hand and pulling her into the rec. room.

"Aw Pryde… ah don't wanna dance…"

The song switched to a slightly slower song, causing Kitty to take Rogue's other gloved hand and slow dance with her. Rogue tried to slump as much as she could to deter Kitty from getting anywhere but the giggly girl persisted.

Rogue shook her head. "Ah hate you."

"You're a terrible dancer Sheilah." Pyro shook his head. "But seein' two chicks dance t'gethah is the highlight of my day, so please continue."

AJ stared at Pyro with a frown "That just makes me sad..." She looked at the two girls. "Your arms… they're like spaghetti. You have to lock them…"

"Don't encourage her." Rogue frowned at AJ.

AJ stood up and moved over to them, taking the place of a grateful Rogue. "Lock your arms like this. Keep your eyes up here."

Kitty looked AJ in the eye with a grin. "Like this?"

AJ nodded. "There ya go… see?"

"Wow, look at that. AJ can dance without a pole." Pyro said before throwing his free hand in the air in defense of the nasty look AJ shot at him.

"Come on now… I'm just kiddin'." He leaned on his pool cue, his gaze turning to Logan who simply ignored him. "Truce?" He smiled at her again.

"Yeah yeah…" AJ muttered. "I'll have you know, I'm a very good formal dancer. Took lessons until I was thirteen."

Gambit tossed his pool cue down on the table before sweeping Rogue up, throwing her arms around his neck with a smirk. "Don' need formal lessons t'dance d'way Remy was taught."

She laughed and tried to push him away "Taught? Or picked up from the underbelly of New Orleans."

"You say tomato…" He held her firmly against his body.

Rogue rolled her eyes and pried her body away. "Ah don't wanna dance. 'Specially not with you." She said with a smirk.

He fixed a feigned look on his face, giving his head a shake. "Den who's Remy gunna dance wit' at d'Halloween party?"

"I'll dance with you Cajun." Bobby smirked, averting his attention from the TV for a moment to bat his eyes at the tall mutant.

Kurt stood up "Ooo… no… I'll dance vith you Remy." He smiled at Rogue teasingly.

"I'm sure you can find someone else."

The voice drew everyone's attention to the doorway. The raven haired girl had crossed her arms with a smirk. "In fact, I wouldn't mind dancing with you…"

"I'm sure you wouldn't…" Kitty muttered. Kurt elbowed her in the gut.

"Well, Remy ain't one t'turn down une belle femme…" He grinned.

"If that's an invitation… I accept." A playful grin danced across her lips.

"Wait! If you're goin' with 'im… then who will I go with…?" Pyro frowned. His eyes moved over to Rogue and she instantly shook her head.

"Don't look at me flame brain… ah don't plan on goin'…"

"Aww… y'have t'come chère..." Gambit ran a hand through his hair.

"If the girl doesn't wanna come, she doesn't wanna come." Amanda shrugged. "We'll be tearin' up the dance floor anyways… you won't even notice."

AJ pressed her lips together, clearing her throat awkwardly. "You can come with me Flames… we're all going together anyways. It'll be fun." She gave him a smile, Kitty nodded reluctantly.

His eyes lit up "Ahh… thanks doll."

Her smile turned to a stern look "I'm giving you a second chance… so no funny business. You hear me?"

He straitened his stance and saluted her. "Scouts honor doll!"

Logan set his pool cue down on the green felt with a deep breath, giving the clock on the wall a quick glance. "As stimulating as this conversation is, I got some young minds to mold."

He left the rec. room, giving his head a light shake. He liked to make the kids in the danger room wait, taught them patience. At least that was what he told them as an excuse when he was running late.

But this time, he wasn't running late at all. He appreciated the fact that he had to leave; one more second in that room listening to the younger mutants banter and he would have ripped his eyes out. Or at least someone's eyes out.

Not for much longer. It was almost Halloween. Once that was out of the way, the kids would settle down a bit; go home for Thanksgiving and Christmas. And then… sweet silence.

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Remy made his way down the hall, stopping in front of the unfamiliar door with a red 'Go Away!' sign posted on it. With an easy grin, he rapped on the door, leaning against the doorjamb with his free hand as he waited.

The door opened, and a smile danced across Rogue's lips. "Can'tcha read?" She tapped the sign. "The sign's up here for you."

He chuckled. "Ah'm sure y'don' mean dat chère…"

"Oh… yo'sure…" She raised an eyebrow, imitating his Cajun drawl.

He smirked, enjoying the easy banter. "Jus' came t'see yo' new room."

Rogue pressed her lips together in a small smile "Ah'm sure…" She opened the door for him. He looked around, slipping his hands in his pockets with a nod.

"Not bad."

"Ah'm so glad you approve." Rogue crossed her arms "It's gunna be weird without Kitty."

His eyes scanned the room with a nod "How's she takin' it?"

"She's okay…" Rogue rolled her eyes "We need our own space. Xavier seems t'think it'll help me with… with Carol an' all... t'have a space of mah own."

He nodded, his eyes still examining her room. Most of her clothes were still in boxes that lay stacked around.

"When y'think about it, she'll probably be here most of the time anyways. Ah'll probably see her more now than ah did before." Rogue tossed her hand in the air.

Gambit continued to nod, his gaze stopping on her dresser. A sly grin danced across his lips and his red eyes flicked up to meet hers.

"What's dis?"

She looked at the queen of hearts card that sat on her dresser among the clutter. He picked it up, holding it between two fingers with a wide grin.

Her face quickly grew warm "It's… nothin' Cajun… it's a damn card."

Remy held her back with one arm as he inspected the card. She reached over him, trying to snatch it away.

"Ah told you! It's nothin'!"

"Dis looks like d'brand Remy uses chère…" He looked at her, still holding her back with his arm "You didn'…"

She finally got a hold of the card, pulling it out of his grasp with a frown. "It's just a card."

He looked at her with his glowing red eyes, knitting his brow slightly as the reality of the new revelation set in.

"You kept it."

"Remy, don't make a big fuss." She squeezed the card in her hand tightly, pressing her lips together. "So ah'm a pack rat… so what?"

He frowned, deciding it would be best to comply with her wishes. "So you ain' goin' out wit' us den?"

"Ah assume you're talkin' about Halloween… an' no. Ah figure they could always use an extra chaperone for the party goin' on here."

He pressed his lips together and nodded "Y'know, if y'don' want Remy t'go with Foxx-"

"Knock it off Remy. Ah couldn't care less what y'did with whom."

He nodded again, going along with her obvious lie.

"Just… have fun okay?" She tossed the card onto her dresser before moving over to her door and pulling it open. "Ah should get back to unpackin' mah things…"

Remy ran a hand through his hair and gave her a grin. "Ah can sense when ah'm not wanted…"

"Really? You can sense me blatantly kickin' yah out? Wow…" She shook her head along with her sarcastic comment "You should probably go see Professor X about that. Maybe you have a new power…"

He smiled, taking her hand as he walked by his lips meeting the soft purple fabric of her gloves. "Remy get right on dat chère."