NOTE: Thanks for the reviews and keep on reviwin! Sorry it took so long. Currently, six people including me are sharing this PC. But that's not all. I have to practice dancing (which I suck at) for my cousin's wedding and I'm totally exhausted to do anything after that. And there's also the power failures…..aww.. let's just forget that.

Ripdos A.K.A The Bad Ash: The answers to your questions: 1) X23 is Logan's clone 2) Yes I'll most probably do that 3) Hmm…now that really is a bizarre question. If you can answer why guys are perverts, then maybe you can answer this one yourself. 4) This is a Romy. But just a lil bit Scott Rogue thing will be there I guess. Cheerleaders more murderous? Let me think over that. And Danielle has trouble controlling her powers.

SSJ Tokya: Yes Remy is ofcourse, precious, more precious than Johnny -)

Raniatlw: Wow and I thought sharing was difficult with only two siblings 0.O And nope school will finish for me after a year.

Nikki Greenleaf: Carol is obviously going to get killed, but Emma? Aww….I don't know. I kinda like her evil attitude. Lol!

ishandahalf: You weren't the only one who drifted off to fantasy land ;-)

Star-of-chaos: Nah Remy's not dead. He's too sexy to kill ;-D

oceanbang: Sorry the update is not soon. But the long chappie will make up for that.

Spades, MonsterBaby, Kaylariana: Thanks for reviewing!

Hope you Enjoy!

"Wow…" Jamie mumbled sleepily as he walked out of his room. "Did I sleep all day and didn't go to school—Wahhh!!" He yelped when he suddenly tripped. Pushing himself up, he stopped himself from falling over again on finding a large wolf lying on its side.

"Wolfsbane?" He kneeled beside her worriedly. "Are you ok?"

He got a snore in reply.

"Uh…why are you sleeping on the floor?" Rahne's answer was another snore. "Hmm…maybe you didn't have enough coffee after howling all night," he concluded unaware that sleeping pills mixed in soup was the main reason.

Jamie employed one of his clones to carry her to her own room before heading down stairs.

He was surprised to find only X23, sitting on the sofa, displaying her boredom by flipping through TV channels.

"Why don't you sit down already?" Her gruff voice came when Jamie didn't make any move to leave or enter.

"Umm…s-sit? W-With you?" A very nervous Jamie asked, taking each step forward cautiously.

X23 and him all alone didn't bother him. X23 and him on the sofa alone mattered. Being the favourite spot of all the couples, he didn't want to get caught with any girl and made fun of.

Jamie could imagine Jubilee's voice now:

"Jamie and Logan's kid sitting in a tree—"

Shuddering off the thought, he bravely sat next to X23, making sure to keep a 3 feet distance.

"Umm…W-Where is everybody?" Jamie tried to strike a conversation.

"Sleeping."

"So uh…did you go to school?"

X23 nodded.

"Anything happened?"

She nodded.

"What?"

"Cheerleaders tried to kill Rogue. Mystique tried to kill me." She answered impassively.

Jamie just blinked at her. "Oh…you're ok right?"

X23 gave him a weird look. "Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?"

"Umm…just asking," Jamie settled back. Not a minute past and his stomach started growling.

"You need to feed yourself," X23 told him. "Your stomach is making too much noise." She suddenly extended her hands towards him.

Jamie cowered, believing she was going to stab him but she instead held out a note which read:

Dear friends,

Come to the mall if you don't prefer eating leftovers from the fridge.

Love,

Kitty

P.S. Jamie do NOT come alone! Take someone with you that is not your clone!

He scowled after reading the note. "Well...uh…" He turned to X23. "D-Do you want to go out with me?" He asked, not realizing his error till receiving a murderous glare that he found kind of cute for a microsecond. "I-I mean—H-Hungry a-and not allowed to go out alone. So you want to come with me? Y-You also look hungry."

She stared at him for the longest before turning back to the TV. "No."

Jamie tried again but X23's claws opened before his mouth. "No."

"Umm…ok, I-I'll ask someone else," Jamie quickly got up. "If they're awake," he added sadly as he walked out and toward the kitchen.

"Huh?" He frowned on seeing an unfamiliar figure at the table. It took him a while to recognize her. "Oh. Hi Risty!"

She didn't answer.

"Hi!" He practically screamed in her ear.

This time, she flinched but didn't turn. "Yes?"

"You're Rogue's friend right?" Jamie asked, appearing confused. "She's not here. Why are you here?"

"I don't know."

"But…Professor told us… something about you being evil umm…I don't know, I wasn't listening."

"Oh really? That's nice…" she mumbled sarcastically.

He suddenly clicked. "Umm…Risty? Everyone is sleeping and I was wondering if you could take me to the mall?"

She didn't reply.

"Please?" He begged. "You can shop and I can eat. "

"No," she refused, her voice wavering.

"What are you doing anyway?" Jamie asked curiously.

He looked at the newspaper she was staring at depressingly before finally noticing her tear-stained face. "Why are you crying? Are you ok?"

She sniffled before wiping her eyes with her sleeve. "They made a bloody mistake. I'm not dead….I-I was never…. A-And they buried my body."

Jamie could only blink. "Uh…I don't understand."

She let out a chuckle, shaking her head sadly. "I don't understand this either luv. What does mysterious illness mean? They didn't even give further details!" She angrily pushed the newspaper aside.

"Umm…it's very mysterious?" Jamie suggested. "I-I know something that will cheer you up. Ice cream!"

She shook her head sadly and laid it down on the table.

"C'mon!" Jamie urged and took a hold of her arm. "Pleaseee? I can't go out alone. I'm just a kid."

"If you haven't noticed, I'm not an adult anymore."

"It doesn't matter. C'mon!" He tugged at her sleeve. "I'm really hungry. And we can find Rogue too. She'll be happy to see you."

"No one will be happy to see me," she mumbled.

"I'm happy to see you," Jamie said.

This got her attention and she slowly looked up at Jamie.

He gazed back at her with the biggest puppy-dog eyes, which was hard for everyone, not to fall for.

"Alright…. " She agreed with a sigh. "Just please turn your eyes back to normal."

"Do you know how those poor creatures are slaughtered? The pain that they go through—"

"Kitty, just give them their order before they start lightin torches ta barbecue us," Rogue furiously whispered.

Kitty turned to the couple and smiled.

"And thank you for coming and do come again. But do remember, you're eating things which were once living, cute and—" she stopped when she heard munching sounds. "Rogue! Don't you have any sympathy for the poor animals you eat?!"

"Nope," Rogue replied and stuffed her mouth with the chicken cheeseburger. "Delicious."

"Instead of stuffing your mouth, why don't you tell me why you chose to come work instead of going to school?" Jean inquired.

"Mystique's the Principal," Kitty answered for Rogue.

"So what if Mystique's the Principal? She was the Principal before. That doesn't mean you can miss school and force others too miss it too!"

"Yeah!" Kitty agreed.

"Either she goes or Ah go," Rogue said stubbornly.

"Well you're obviously going to go in a year. Graduate," Jean said. "That depends if you stop slacking off and study real hard."

"Or you can get a fake diploma," Kitty suggested. "Considering Mystique is your—"

"Mommy! Mommy!" A little boy's squeal interrupted Kitty as two kids got in a war over the possession of the free gift.

"Hmpff! Ah think Ah'll study real hard," Rogue decided.

Kitty patted her on the back. "That's the spirit."

"And give those retarded preps somethin ta scream—cheer about," Rogue added.

"That's totally not the spirit," Kitty mumbled.

"Eww…." Rogue pulled up her sleeve. "One of them bit me. Does this look infected ta you?"

"Through the clothes?" Kitty asked incredulously.

"Don't worry. You won't turn into a vampire," Jean remarked, after examining the bite mark. "Just the opposite."

"Very funny Grey," Rogue said sarcastically, pulling her sleeve down.

"Hi!" An enthusiastic Jamie greeted. "I'm here!"

"Jamie! Did you come alone?" Jean asked.

"No. I came with—" Jamie turned and gasped. "Huh? Where did she go?"

"Ok little man, my turn!" Jamie was pushed aside and replaced by Tabitha. "Wow! You're alive!" She exclaimed looking at Rogue. "Heard a lot of crazy rumors lately."

Rogue rolled her eyes. "Good. Cause they're not true anyway!"

"So what will you have?" Kitty asked her.

"Everything on the menu since you guys are giving it for free," Tabitha grinned.

She only received glares.

"Oh ok. I know the drill: be an X-man, get free food. So one burnt burger for the psycho, coffee for Wanda and a diet coke for me," she ordered, whisking out a few dollars and handing them to Jean. "And hurry it up cause I really don't think I can clean up a barbecued Wanda and pieces of pyromaniac from my jeep."

"You mean Lance's jeep?" Kitty asked.

"Yeah sure, his/mine jeep," Tabitha dismissed with a wave of her hand.

"So you're living with the Brotherhood again?"

"Nopes. They came to me after setting Mystique's butt on fire."

Kitty was the only one who giggled. Rogue didn't show any feeling.

"Oh yeah. I think she loves her Mom," Tabitha whispered to Kitty.

Kitty rolled her eyes. "To death."

"What are you two whisperin about?" Rogue demanded.

"Nothing." Kitty & Tabitha replied innocently.

"So…" Tabitha began. "I heard you got some guests in the mansion. Any sexy guys?"

"Warren's not that—"

"Ooh the sexy angel?" Tabitha interrupted Kitty.

"Like don't try or say anything since his girlfriend is—" Kitty let out a sad sigh and tilted her head back. "Up there…."

"She's shopping for lingerie on the top floor?" Tabitha asked, raising her brow.

"Umm…no…a lot higher."

"Oh." Tabitha realized. "At least the guy's single again. And who's the other sexy guy?"

"Unfortunately, not a guy, but still sexy I guess," Kitty said staring ahead. "Her."

"Changed her clothes. Doesn't look like rich girl anymore." Rogue commented, catching sight of Emma wearing a white blouse and jeans.

"But it's still attracting attention," Jean scowled after bringing Tabitha's order. "Why does everything she wears has to be so revealing?!"

"To attract attention?" Kitty suggested.

"Sensing some hostility here," Tabitha said after observing their reactions. "Well let's see if I still got it." She rubbed her hands together. "Her name starts with an 'E'. She's filthy rich, has a British accent, wears clothes that scream 'I'm a slut' and speaks in riddles."

"H-How did you know all this?" Jean asked amazed. "Are you're powers—"

Tabitha laughed. "No. It's called, experience. You all should really get out more often. Plus you mentioned a few things too."

"Cool! What else can you tell?" Kitty asked eagerly.

"You're not as innocent as everyone thinks, Rogue daydreams about naked guys and Jean—"

"About her!" Jean growled.

"You really dream about naked guys?" Kitty asked Rogue

"Oh!" Tabitha chuckled. "She uh….wants to kill someone and has a crush on Scott."

"W-What?!" Jean sputtered.

"Oh don't worry she'll get over it," Tabitha said in an assuring voice. "We all did."

"We? Who's we?!"

"All the girls including moi. But we got over it when we found out that Scottie will only worship the ground you walked on."

"Yeah but some people didn't get over it," Jean said, giving Rogue a glare.

"Why are you starin at me?!" Rogue asked annoyed.

"Yep. She still has something left," Tabitha said.

"No Ah don't!!" Rogue denied.

Bobby, sighing dreamily, approached the counter. "Hey……"

"Bobby…." Tabitha blinked, instantly seeing through him. "You do know that she's older than you?"

Bobby just let out another sigh. "Fries….."

"So, where were you two?" Kitty asked.

"Shopping….."

Tabitha raised her brow. "Really? Bobby you hate shopping."

He slowly shook his head. "Not anymore. She let me buy a laptop and a TV set."

"Hmm….Maybe we can get her arrested for corrupting a minor," Jean suggested.

Bobby unconsciously nodded before snapping. "No! She didn't corrupt me!! And I'm not a minor!" He whirled about. "Now excuse me while I finish the rest of her shopping." Saying that, he left.

Tabitha tsked tsked. "Now isn't that sad?"

"I know," Jean sighed. "Bobby is really getting—"

"Not Bobby. Your guest, she must be really hungry. She's eating from Scott's plate."

"What?!" Jean screeched before she caught sight of a very nervous Scott while Emma took a bite of his burger.

"Oh and another thing. She hates female telepathics. So watch out!" Tabitha warned Jean before leaving.

"She said she hated junk food!" Jean growled.

"Didn't mention anything about Scott," Kitty giggled before noticing something really interesting. "Hey Rogue! Cute guy checking you out."

Rogue rolled her eyes. "It must be Grey's butt."

Jean heard this and just gave Rogue a telekinetic slap on the back of her head before storming off in the back.

Rogue was about to throw a tray at her but abruptly stopped. "Oh mah Gawd…." She covered her face with the tray.

"W-What?" Kitty asked panicking, ready to hide. "Are they here?!"

"I-Is that the guy who's starin at me?"

"He's still staring at you. Why? Do you know him?"

"Yeah. Ah put him in a coma for three weeks!" Rogue answered, quickly dropping on her knees.

"Oh him. Cory right?" Kitty asked, scratching her head.

"No, Cody!" Rogue corrected, crawling on the floor pretending to have lost something. "Is he comin here?"

"Yeah, he's—Here," Kitty abruptly finished and smiled widely at the boy before her. "Hey Cody—Oh I-I mean, what can I do for you sir?"

"Uh…" He gave her a confused and suspicious look. "How do you know my name?"

"Y-You're our customer," Kitty quickly said. "We like, know all our customers' names."

"Ok. Well I—there…. there was another girl here?" Cody asked confused. "Wasn't there?"

"Oh yeah—" Kitty received a hard punch to her shin. "I-I mean no! Like, I-I'm the only girl here. No other girl except me and Jean."

"Jean, is that her name?"

"Uh…" Kitty looked down at Rogue for help.

Rogue made some signs with her hands.

"Uh….umm…" Kitty frowned as she tried to interpret the signs. "Do you want to dance with me? No! No! Fly away? Slap me hard?"

Cody gave Kitty an incredulous look. "N-No. I-I don't want to…slap you…..?"

Rogue slapped her forehead and shook her head.

"I know that one!" Kitty said excitedly. "Woe is me!"

Giving Kitty a dirty look, Rogue stood up.

Cody stared at her for a few seconds before snapping out of his daze. "H-Hi."

"Umm…hey…." Rogue said nervously.

"I-I'm sorry I-It's just t-that y-you look really familiar."

"Oh really?"

Cody nodded. "Yeah…you…don't happen to be from Mississippi?"

"Yeah. And….Ah was there at the dance party too," Rogue finally said with a sigh..

"Wow," he stared at her in awe. "A-And here I thought—I-I wasn't sure it was you—I-I didn't think you would remember—"

"You're just a little hard to forget," Rogue said. 'Thanks to mah powers'

"Hard to forget? Ooh Rogue…" Kity teased. "Is there something you're not telling me?"

"Shut up!" Rogue hissed before turning back to Cody. "Umm…so…what brings you here?"

He suddenly dropped on his knees and started fumbling in his pockets. "Uh…well…I just wanted a—J-Just wait for a second."

"Oh wow. He's going to propose to you," Kitty whispered and winked.

"Kitty, get your brain fixed if it exists."

"Umm…sorry. I-I thought I lost the ring."

"Ring?" Both the girls said in unison.

Cody heaved a sigh of relief. "Found it." He said before holding up the open case containing a diamond ring toward Rogue.

"Oh my God!! He's really going to do it!!" Kitty squealed. "You really are going to do it? Aren't you?" She asked Cody.

Cody gave her an uncertain look and slowly nodded. "Yeah. Why not? The time seems right."

Rogue was giving him an incredulous look, believing that Kitty maybe right. "Listen we only danced together. Only one disastrous dance! Nothin else."

Cody gave her a puzzled look. "I know a-and I-I'm sorry for that, b-but—"

"You can't do this!" Rogue told him sternly. "You just can't marry someone you met only once and for only fifteen minutes!"

"I-I a-alright then…" He turned to Kitty.

"Whoa! No!" Kitty put up her hands. "Cody, we don't even know each other. I just know you as the guy in a coma for three weeks. Besides, I already have a boyfriend. But if we like, ever break up, then I'll be happy to accept your proposal."

Cody could only blink. "Alright….so uh….can I please have a combo to go?"

Rogue and Kitty just stared at him.

"Uh….Ok," Kitty gave him an uncertain look before closing her eyes and concentrating. "Wait just a sec. Jean's gonna get it for you. But…umm…what's the ring for?"

"I'm the best man," Cody answered. "My friend is getting married."

"Oh," Kitty chuckled. "Congratulations to him!" She turned to Rogue and whispered. "Sorry Rogue."

"So uh…" He began nervously. "A-Are you two really….you know, mutants?"

"Yeah, we are," Rogue answered and prepared herself. 'And here comes the part where he calls us freaks.'

"I-I saw you guys on TV a few times. It was really brave of you doing all those things."

"Aww…" Kitty gushed. "Thanks Cody. Everybody else thinks we're freaks and here to kill all humans."

Cody blinked. "But you guys aren't like that."

"We aren't. Cause we're the good guys—girls," Kitty corrected.

Rogue suddenly held up her hand in prayer before a paper bag, thrown by Jean landed there. "Here you go."

"Wow. That was amazing," he uttered, slowly taking it and handing Rogue some dollars in exchange.

"Amazing? Puleeze! Walking through walls is more cooler," Kitty said.

"Ok...well…good bye." Giving them a shy smile, he left.

"Aww…he's so clueless and innocent. Like a little lost puppy," Kitty gushed.

"Whatever," Rogue shrugged.

"Hey Look! It's Remy!" Kitty said, after spotting him. "What is he doing here? I thought he didn't want to come."

"Hidin in the shadows actin all stalker is a good guess," Rogue presumed.

Remy stopped to catch his breath before turning to Rogue. "W-Who was dat?" He demanded from her.

"Who was who?" Rogue pretended to be naïve.

"De homme you were talkin to!"

"Oh him. He's just….Someone….." Rogue purposely trailed off. "We're not talkin to each other remember?"

Remy ignored her last sentence. "Who someone?"

"Oh just someone from mah old school….." Rogue replied, really enjoying Remy's reaction. "Why? Does it bother you?"

"Non! But who was he?! What was he talkin to you about?"

"Umm…excuse me?" A voice said before Remy found Cody next to him. "H-Hey sorry. I-I forgot to ask you. You just disappeared after that night completely. What's your name?" He asked Rogue, oblivious that Remy was planning to kill him.

"You put him in a coma for three weeks and he doesn't even know your name?" Kitty whispered to Rogue.

"Remy's de name," Remy introduced, grinding his teeth.

"Uh…isn't Remy a boy's name?" Cody asked confused, looking at Remy then at Rogue.

Rogue gave Remy a dirty look before turning to Cody. "Mah name is Rogue."

"Uh…Rogue?" Cody asked again, not sure he had heard her right.

She nodded.

"Oh…O-Ok," he gave her an uncertain look. "It was nice meeting you Rogue. See you around." He said and left.

"Don't count on it!" Remy hissed. "Idiot! If he comes back for your phone number, den he's a dead homme!" He said in a determined tone and punched his palm.

"At least Cody doesn't sleep with different girls every night!" Rogue mentioned.

"Cody? So dat's his name. Cody was de name of the psycho who killed girls just for fun. Maybe dat's him."

"Oh really? Remy is the name of a French poodle. Maybe that's you." Rogue retorted.

Kitty giggled.

"Non! You're just crazy Rogue! Believin that psycho Pyro is crazy."

"Atleast that psycho spoke the truth!"

Remy just turned and walked away, mumbling something about killing Pyro.

"Umm…Rogue…if Pyro spoke the truth, then…. wouldn't Remy loving you like more than anything in the whole world also be true?"

Rogue was about to say something, but stopped when realization hit her.

She slowly turned to Kitty and was opening her mouth when Kitty interrupted.

"You started it."

"Ah—No! It was Gambit!"

"It was you. I clearly remember it was you." Kitty concluded.

Rogue groaned. "Ah'll apologize later."

"That was Rogue's old boyfriend."

Amara's voice made Remy stop dead in his tracks. "What?" He turned to Amara, who was sitting with Jubilee and Rahne.

"Yeah, they got really drunk and slept together and after that Rogue discovered her powers and put him in a coma," Jubilee told him and stifled a giggle.

"Didn't you see the ring?" Amara asked Remy as he took a seat.

Remy paled. "W-What ring?"

"Oh Remy!" Amara gasped dramatically. "Don't you know? He came to propose to her."

Jubilee giggled. "And she said, maybe."

"Can't you see the smile on her face? So happy," Amara gestured towards Rogue who was actually smiling because Jean's hair had almost caught fire.

"Stop it you guys," Rahne scolded them, noticing the look on Remy's face. "Don't worry Gambit, they're just a bunch of liars. Rogue and that boy just danced together."

"Yeah Remy, a really…really…sexy dance…" Amara added with a giggle.

"Look!" Jubilee pointed at the woman holding a baby that was extending its tiny hand towards Rogue's face. "Doesn't that baby have Rogue's emerald eyes?"

"And that guy's blonde hair?" Amara giggled.

Rahne just shook her head.

"Non….." Remy seemed to be lost in his own thoughts. "S-She…she won't do dat. Rogue won't do dat."

Jubilee patted Remy on the arm. "Don't worry. There are plenty of girls out there."

"No one like ma chere Rogue," Remy mumbled.

"I can be like your chere Rogue," Amara volunteered. "But that would make Rogue very angry and jealous."

"Make her jealous? Oui!" Remy seemed to brighten up. "Dat's what I'll do! Make her so jealous dat she'll know dat….Dat de stupid yellow haired guy is an idiot!"

"Nice work Amara," Rahne said dryly after Remy left. "Maybe you should get a job as a couples therapist."

"Hmppff!!" Scott huffed as two boys deliberately passed by to take a close look at Emma who was too busy gazing outside to notice them or the attention she was receiving from all the other males.

On seeing another boy approaching, Scott's leg moved out and accidentally tripped him.

"Oh I'm so sorry," Scott apologized in a sarcastic tone. "I didn't see you there."

The boy gave him a dirty look before getting up and walking away.

"So….Mr. Summers, tell me about yourself," Emma's voice slightly startled him.

"Uh well…what do you want to know?" He asked nervously.

"Everything," she answered, taking a brief sip of his Coke before proceeding to take a bite of his burger.

Scott gulped. "Y-You want me t-to get you something?"

"Oh no! Why waste precious money when we can share?" Emma said, wiping her lips with a tissue.

"Bonjour," Remy greeted and seated himself next to Scott, who was, not at all pleased to see him.

"Well bonjour to you too darling," Emma greeted, flipping her hair behind her back, making her revealing chest more revealing that resulted in Scott choking on his drink.

"Are you alright Mr. Summers?" Emma asked the coughing Scott.

"Yeah yeah…I-I'm fine!" Scott assured, pounding his chest. "The Pepsi was too cold."

"You mean Coke?"

Remy smirked at Scott before turning to Emma. "What's a beautiful femme like you doin all de way here?"

"Hmm….aren't we flirty?" Emma said as Remy leaned forward. "And for a good reason….." She took a brief glance at Rogue before turning back to Remy.

"Uh…don't mind him," Scott told Emma and gave Remy a dirty look. "Flirting is in his genes."

"I'm sure it is," Emma murmured, leaning forward in her seat, now only millimeters from Remy's face. 'Why not just close the little gap between us darling?'

Remy gave her a surprised look and drew back.

'So committed to the Skunk-head,' Emma said sarcastically. 'How sweet, even if she never uttered those three little words.'

'Doesn't matter. She loves me,' Remy told Emma confidently.

Emma rolled her eyes. 'Of course she does…'

"Gambit, stop bothering her!" Scott whispered furiously. "And also stop staring at her like a pervert!"

"Jealous mon ami?" Remy grinned. "What would Jean say when she finds out?"

"I'm not jealous! Why would I be jealous?! And what will Jean find out when there's absolutely nothing going on?"

Emma suddenly cleared her throat. "Is there something you gentlemen would like to share with me?"

They both smiled at her. "No."

"Uh…Miss Frost?" Ray called from the next table. "I—We," He corrected on receiving a kick on the ankle by Roberto. "We…uh…have a few questions. I-It's for our …uh…..science—I-I mean business project…"

Emma gave them a dry look before sighing. "Alright."

Ray and Roberto grinned. "Would you like to come here?" Roberto offered his seat to her.

"No thank you." Emma told them. "Our views can easily be shared from here."

Remy smirked. "Bet you would like to share many dings wid her." He whispered to Scott.

"Gambit, I have a clean mind, unlike yours," Scott said.

"Oui. Makes Remy wonder why your computer is filled wid pics of horses and beautiful naked—"

"Bobby did that!"

"Sure, blame de others mon ami. You a one sick homme Scott."

Scott just huffed. After a while, he sighed sadly. "Jean's taking so long…."

"You want Jean to finish work faster, oui?"

"Yeah."

"Den….watch de master at work."

Before Scott could figure out what Gambit was upto, he suddenly, but gently, took a hold of Emma's hair who had her back to them as she explained Ray the questions he asked for his imaginary project.

"Remy!" Scott hissed furiously and quickly took a nervous glance at Emma. "Put that down right now!"

Remy paid no heed to Scott's words and glanced over to where Rogue was working.

He smirked. Yep she saw everything.

"Time to come to Remy…." Remy whispered before taking a long sniff of Emma's hair. "Hmmm…..Remy should ask de brand of dis shampoo. Hair feels like have a touch mon ami." He quickly handed it to Scott.

"Gambit! You idiot!" Scott cried which was loud enough for Emma to hear and she turned.

Emma eyed Scott who was holding the end of her hair. "And what might you be upto darling …..?"

"Uh-I-I-I'm—" Scott only stammered before an excuse hit his head. "I-I was getting tissues a-and y-your h-hair came in the way."

To his relief, Emma seemed to believe him. "Here you go." She handed him a tissue. "Anything else?"

"No! No! B-But thanks."

"My pleasure darling."

Remy frowned when Rogue didn't show up and again got absorbed in her work.

Again an idea popped in his head which concerned Emma who again got busy with Ray and Roberto.

He started making gestures as if touching Emma in the most turn on way.

He turned and saw every male staring at him angrily. Those with their girlfrineds or wives got slapped while mothers covered their children's eyes.

Rogue saw this and accidentally crashed into Kitty.

Remy cringed, really not hoping for that reaction.

"Gambit are you insane?!" Scott hissed grabbing his hands. "Stop it! This is a family place!"

"Désolé," Remy apologized with a mysterious grin on his face before he quickly placed Scott's hands on Emma's hips.

There was a sound of a crash.

Scott looked over to where Jean had fallen with leftover food all over the floor and was giving him the most furious look.

Emma cleared her throat. "Your actions speak a thousand words Mr. Summers."

He squeaked and quickly removed his hands that had been resting on Emma. "I-I was getting a tissue a-and the sound s-scared me and—"

Emma gave him a dry look. "Another tissue?"

Scott rapidly nodded. "Y-Yes."

Emma handed him another. "Here Mr. Summers. Enjoy."

"Y-You know, you can call me Scott."

"Alight Scott dear," Emma said and turned back to Ray and Roberto who were giving Scott questioning looks.

"Keep dat up and Jeannie and chere will come runnin to us."

"Gambit…." Scott, who was losing his temper, began. "You pull another stunt like that and—" He almost screamed when he saw Gambit's hand sneaking under Emma's blouse.

"Don't worry mon ami. Remy's an expert in removin bras through de blouse without de filles knowin."

Scott growled and grabbed his wrist that was half-way inside the blouse.

Emma suddenly cleared her throat. "I'm sure you gentlemen won't find any tissues in there."

Embarrassed, though Remy was slightly, they both reeled back.

"A-A really large s-scorpion was there!!" Scott quickly said.

"Oui!" Remy quickly agreed on getting caught red-handed. "One bite kill one!"

"Really? And…just…How large was it again…..?" Both the men's faces paled when they felt Emma's foot stroking their leg.

"V-Very," Remy said in a shaking voice. "A-About e-eight inches."

"Y-Yes!!" Scott who was also in the same boat as Remy, agreed.

"Then I would have to thank you for saving…my…life…." Both felt her foot slowly ascending.

"No! T-Thanks necessary. W-We heroes do that all the time," Scott said, trying to act normal and composed.

"Oui. A-All d-de t-time."

"But it would be unfair now," she said with a pout. "Really unfair."

"Hi! Can I sit here?" Jamie asked, possessing a cone of ice cream in his hand.

"Of course," Emma said. "Please do."

"Thanks," He gleefully took a seat. "Uh…..Are you guys ok?" He asked after noticing Remy and Scott's panicked faces.

"Yes fine sure!"

"Nothin for you to know anyway!"

"I'm thirteen and a half but nobody tells me anything around here!" Jamie burst.

"Aww…you poor thing," Emma put her arm around Jamie. "I'll tell you everything." And she did, while Jamie listened intently, not even bothering to finish his ice cream, which was slowly melting.

Remy and Scott never could believe that the discussion on reproduction could be such an arousal, thanks to Emma's feet.

"You know Jamie, someday you'll make some woman really….satisfied." Emma finished. "With your power of cloning, you could be a one-man army in bed."

Jamie was quiet all the time and a grin was plastered on his face.

Scott and Remy were glad they weren't telepathics right now. Whatever things were stirring in the little boy's head would be too much for them.

"Thanks Emma," Jamie thanked whole-heartedly, before skipping off happily and observing females he passed by with an entirely different perspective.

"Hmm…now where were we?" Emma asked turning back to Remy and Scott.

Remy and Scott gulped but what they spotted ahead terrified them.

"Rogue!"

"Jean!!"

They screamed simultaneously and what's worse, Emma didn't stop.

"What?" Jean asked, looking at them strangely as she stopped by their table. "What is it?"

"Big scorpion here!" Scott said as she took a seat next to him.

"Oui. Eight inches!" Remy said when Rogue took a seat opposite to him.

"And they saved my life," Emma mentioned. "Isn't that heroic?"

"Oh really?" Jean glared at Scott. "Is that what you two were doing while we were there?"

"Yeah….Please do explain," Rogue said, rolling her eyes. "Heroes."

"J-Jean, i-isn't s-someone calling you?" Scott quickly changed the subject.

"O-Oui. R-Remy can h-hear someone callin his chere too."

Jean frowned. "No one's calling us Scott."

"Uh….Remy….?" Rogue now looked worriedly at Remy, who was clenching and unclenching his fists. "Are you alright?"

"Oui." He nodded, searching for something to hold on. "Fine." He unconsciously took Rogue's hand. "Remy's…fine."

"Ow! Gawd! Remy!" Rogue suddenly screeched. "Y-You're crushin mah hand!!"

"S-Sorry mon chere!!" He apologized, removing his hand and grabbing the edge of the table instead.

"Scott…" Jean touched his forehead. "I-I think you have a fever."

"No I-I don't!!" Scott quickly said, pushing her hand away.

"Gambit….." Rogue placed her gloved hand over his forehead. "Ah think you also have a fever."

"Non chere. It's n-nothin," Remy assured. "Don't you have to go and work?"

"Remy it has to be somethin! Ah can feel it through the glove!"

"Maybe the cooling system isn't working well," Emma suggested, smiling to herself secretly.

Scott and Remy nodded in agreement.

"Yes, maybe that's it," Jean decided.

"Yeah…maybe it's your stupid trench coat that's makin you hot," Rogue concluded.

"Oui t-t-trench coat," Remy quickly agreed with Rogue. "W-What else c-c-can it b-b-be?"

"So Emma…..tell us about yourself. What do you do?" Jean asked, trying hard not to be rude. 'Besides trying to seduce every man you meet'.

"Chairwoman of the Board and Chief Executive Officer of Frost International," Emma replied as if she had recited it many times. 'Seducing men? You have no idea…..' And Jean actually didn't have any idea.

"And what does Frost International deals in? Drugs?" Rogue scoffed.

If Emma's feet weren't busy, she would've kicked Rogue hard.

"No darling. But if they were you'd be the first to know. They deal in building of ships and—" Emma paused to enjoy the expressions on Remy and Scott's face. "Aircrafts."

"So how are you and Professor X….?"

"I used to assist him in upgrading….that….big….large…."

Mon Dieu! Mon Dieu! Remy's mind was screaming.

Scott was sweating, scared what Jean would do if she found out the things taking place underneath her nose or rather the table.

"Computer Cerebro. Until Dr. McCoy joined." Emma finished.

"Really? Why haven't we ever seen you before then?" Jean asked, frowning.

"Yeah. Ah would've caught a psycho strollin around the mansion," Rogue remarked.

"Probably because you were all on Christmas holidays," Emma told her.

"Hmm…that makes sense," Jean concluded. "So…any other special skills or powers you have?"

Scott almost gasped when Jean's foot started stroking his leg up and down. The only thing left was Rogue joining in too.

"Other special skills or powers? Why yes," Emma continued her secret activity, amusing herself with the priceless expressions on both the men's faces. "But I don't think they are something to be discussed here."

"Why?"

"Don't want anyone to cut my hand off. Or feet."

Rogue snorted. "What are they made off? Gold?"

"No. Diamond."

Jean's brow shot up. "Diamond?"

Looking around to make sure no one was watching, Emma placed her transformed hand on the table.

Jean could only gape, never seen a person's hand made up of diamond before.

Remy's hand was reaching out to touch Emma but was slapped away by Rogue's hand.

"Wow…..you're….you're ...beautiful…." Scott uttered mesmerized.

He suddenly received an invisible blow to his stomach. "I-I m-mean y-your h-hand—With diamonds and—" He decided to keep his mouth shut so not to agitate Jean further.

"That's a nice power." Jean commented. 'Nice and useless.'

"Useless? You can tear a person's insides out with these," Emma said, purposely clawing with her diamond sharp nails in Jean's direction. 'Not that they are going to be your insides.' She told Jean, changing her hand back to normal. "That's why diamonds are a girl's best friend."

Jean was about to say something when she was cut short by Kitty's telepathic message. 'Clean up in aisle 12!'

Jean blinked. 'There's no aisle 12 Kitty.' She then turned to Rogue, "Rogue clean—"

'No! Ah told you before, Ah ain't cleanin anythin! Just takin orders. That's it!' Rogue cleared. She suddenly blinked. 'Forget what Ah said.' She got up and left without any argument.

Jean raised her brow at Rogue's sudden change of mood.

"I'll see you later Scott," Jean pecked Scott on the lips, gave Emma a brief dirty look and left.

"And thank you very much Jean Grey," Emma said, holding up the keys to Jean's SUV which she had snatched. "Well gentlemen, if you don't mind, I'll be leaving now."

Remy and Scott were in a blissful state to reply.

"And darling, lose the beard," Emma told Remy before gathering her things and leaving.

"Mon Dieu…." He breathed, looking down. "Remy's glad he took Papa's advice of always wearin a trench coat."

"How lucky," Scott could only groan.

"Ah'm not goin ta kill them. Ah'm not goin ta tear them apart. Ah'm not goin ta—"

'Don't try anything stupid Rogue,' Jean warned. 'Here they are just our customers.'

"Sure customers….."

"Well hello….." Courtney greeted Rogue in a sarcastic tone. "Enjoying your freedom in those hours we get detention?"

"You deserve it!" Rogue retorted.

"No we don't. Principal's little pet does."

"Ah'm nobody's pet."

"Sure…how much did your parents pay to bribe her?" Jill asked, looking at the playing cards she had snatched from Remy earlier. "Five? Ten? Or the King of Spades?"

"Even if Ah had parents they wouldn't bribe the Principal like you all!"

"No parents. That's sad," Courtney sympathized. "Were you found on someone's door-step on a rainy night?"

Rogue didn't reply and started cleaning the puddle of Coke on the floor. When she was done and was walking away—

"Oh cleaning girl!" Courtney called out sweetly.

Rogue clenched the mop tightly in her hand and turned. "What?!"

"You forgot a spot!" She then proceeded to dump her drink off the table.

"Oh you forgot this one too," Jill said, pushing her own and someone else's drink off the table.

"I was drinking that!" Cathy cried.

Rogue amazed herself by not massacring them right there, but cleaning the new mess thanks to Jean. After she was done, she was walking or rather getting dragged away by an invisible force and never saw a leg until it tripped her.

There was a burst of laughter from behind her.

"Clumsy cleaning girl," Courtney giggled.

Rogue's left eye started twitching. Her mind was getting filled with ideas how to make their deaths as painful as possible. But thanks to Jean, her ideas could not be put into practice.

'Let me go!!' Rogue struggled under Jean's hold. 'This is it! This is judgement day for them!!'

'You are going to get yourself and us into trouble! Just ignore them and leave! Now!'

Courtney's hand accidentally knocked the cup of ice cream.

"Oops!" She uttered. "So clumsy of me!"

'Uh…clean that up then leave,' Jean told Rogue.

When Rogue was sure Jean was not in her head anymore, she purposely jerked the mop's handle so that it would hit Courtney in the face.

"How dare you?!" Courtney screamed, nursing her nose. "You did that on purpose!!"

"Oops! So clumsy of me!" Rogue uttered sarcastically.

"Hey! Excuse me!" Rogue turned to the source of the voice.

"You mind cleaning this?" Carol, sitting with some boy four tables ahead, pointed at the puddle of Coke on the floor behind her. "Or are you waiting for the ants to lick it off?"

Rogue glowered. "So you want ta play this again," she hissed, believing that Carol dumped the drink on purpose to tick her off.

"Here's the reason I'm late," Carol whispered loud enough for Rogue to hear as she stopped behind her. Carol and the boy took a brief glimpse at her before continuing with their conversation.

"Ah'll show you." Rogue mumbled and deliberately rotated the mop in such a way, that its handle would accidentally hit Carol on the side of the face.

She didn't know how Carol ducked so quickly without any warning and managed to grab the handle, but right now, Rogue was looking up at the ceiling, admiring its wonderful color.

"Ugh gothic freak!!" Courtney's voice suddenly screamed. "How dare you land on my lunch?!"

Kurt's face looked down at her before she felt hands pulling her back up. "Rogue! Are you okay?! Say something!""

"Umm…yum…." Ray murmured, wiping some chocolate off Rogue's head and tasting it. "You're tasty."

"You….you were planning to hit me?" Carol held up the broken mop in Rogue's face. "With a mop?! Why?!"

Rogue was still in a daze. "W-What?"

"I-It must've been an accident," Kurt reasoned. "Rogue wouldn't do that."

Ray snorted. "Yeah, Rogue's an angel. She would never hurt any living creature on purpose."

"My instincts told me it was not an accident!" Carol yelled. She was about to say something else but stopped. "I-I take karate lessons," she quickly said on receiving bewilderment looks from every table. "And learning kung-fu too."

"Oh," many ohs and ahs followed and a little applause.

"Uh…I-If you don't mind Carol," The boy accompanying Carol, began shakily. "I g-gotta go….I-I'll call you and good-bye!" He ran off in a panicked state.

"What is that guy so afraid of?" Ray wondered.

"Thanks for ruining my date," Carol told Rogue before storming off.

"Eww….." Rogue touched her back only to get her hands stained with a mixture of ketchup, mustard, meat and ice cream. "Ah need a long shower."

"I'm going to make sure you get fired!" Courtney screamed at Rogue before pulling out her cellphone and screaming, "Dial Daddy!"

"Oooh Ah'm so scared!" Rogue said sarcastically before letting Kurt help her walk.

"Sis, are you ok?" Kurt asked worriedly. "You got thrown pretty high and far."

"Really?" She groaned rubbing her temple. "No wonder Ah feel like hell."

"Hmm…I thought moves like that vere only in kung-fu movies," Kurt said, recalling how Carol had thrown Rogue in the air. "Cool!"

Meanwhile, Courtney, still on hold, finally got through. "Oh Daddy! You know you're the bestest Daddy in the whole world and—Alright I'll get to the point! Well, there's this poor orphan girl and………"

A/N: Finallllllyyy! I never thought I'd ever complete this and get it posted!