So sorry for this being late, this chapter was actually done 4 days ago, but my internet plug snapped and was without it internet for that long. But I have already started the next chapter and parts of day 5 (which will be so fun) and the last chapter. This chapter kind of made me mad, instead of getting longer it got shorter the more I wrote and I even added in extra scenes to extend it. I'm so happy Day 3 is over!
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italic's means dream
Warning: if you are an animal lover, skip the last part of this chapter!
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters in this story, wish I did.
Logan turned his head as the door opened with Rogue entering first with several bags in her arms and followed by Remy who carried the same. He heard the door click shut as the Cajun kicked it shut with his foot before following Rogue to the kitchen to put the food away.
"Ya were gone for a while." Logan commented from his spot on the couch as he observed Rogue unloading the bags.
"Sorry about that, we lost track of time." Rogue told him as she pulled out a can from the bag and tossed it over to him. "I figured ya might get a little mad so I gotcha that." She said with a smile as she went back to help unloading.
'I ain't mad now.' Logan thought as he opened the can of beer and gulped it down.
"What did Ah say, don't be touchin' the food until dinner! Now get outta here unless ya are needed." He heard Rogue scold Remy before she pushed him out of the kitchen. Logan raised an eyebrow at this. Just the day before, she was blushing just looking at him and now she was comfortable enough to scold him. What was even odder was she seemed comfortable around him. When did that happen?
As long as he had known the young girl she had never been one to open up right away to anyone. She was shy and quiet and always conflicted on decisions she needed to make for herself. She was friendly, he knew, she was able to make friends with some of the students, although it got harder when most looked at her as a traitor for taking the cure. However, before that it would take her a while to warm up to people and become friends. She was not open like Kitty who spoke her mind or as bubbly as Jubilee.
"Y' sure I can't assist y'? Don't want ya burnin' dinner, otherwise we might have to have y'r friend go find some road kill on de side of the road." Remy tried to go back into the kitchen, but she threw a piece of broccoli at him.
"Ah said out! Ah've seen my aunt make this a million times. Ah know what Ah'm doin'!" She yelled at him until he finally retreated.
Logan couldn't help but blink when he heard her voice so full of confidence. It was rare to hear her not stumble over her words and looking down to avoid the gaze of the person she was talking to. He leaned back in the couch and continued to observe the two. Usually whenever Rogue got like this she would back down and apologize for her actions.
"Fine, but tomorrow I'm cookin'." Remy went to sit in the chair to the left of Logan and looked at the static on the television.
The older man eyed the Cajun. He didn't trust him, even if he had some memory of meeting him briefly in the past. He caught sight of the Cajun turning his gaze back to Rogue as she worked in the kitchen and glared at him. The younger man either didn't notice or care that Logan was watching him.
"Keep ya eyes on the TV Cajun or ya gonna be losin' somethin' valuable." Logan warned him and clenched his knuckles on the armrest as three silver knives slowly slid out and then back in.
"Dere ain' nothin' on, thought I watch de cookin' network." Remy said slyly only to cause Logan to growl.
"Well find somethin' else to watch." He snarled. The younger man was really getting to him. If there was an opening, he was thinking of taking it. Charles told him not to mess around with the past, but some things needed to be taken care of.
"I can watch de animal network." Remy grinned and looked at Logan who growled again before he stood up and ready to unsheathe his claws.
"Boys knock it off!" Rogue called from the kitchen and slammed a spoon down on the counter. "Ah dangit, now see whatcha made me do! Well Ah suppose it's still good. A little dirt never hurt anyone." She said to herself and both men immediately stopped their fighting.
"I should have called dinner." Remy sulked.
Logan just sighed. He never thought he would say this, but he missed the mansion. Sure the brats running around causing mayhem were annoying and he wanted to lock some of them up, but at least there he didn't have to deal with the annoying Cajun whose eyes looked back at the kitchen before shuddering.
As he pondered over his thoughts they drifted back to the night he had talked to Bobby. The punk didn't seem right, but then again he thought he was just like Scott, a good guy. A good guy would never hurt a girl. They took care of them and made sure they felt loved. He couldn't believe he was wrong on the little pipsqueak. There were few people in the mansion he cared for and Rogue was one of them and to mess with her meant a world of pain. Oh yes, the boy and he were going to have a talk. Man to boy.
He heard a shuffling of cards and looked at the Cajun who was now leaning over the coffee table and began playing solitaire. He watched as the long fingers flipped the cards expertly and moved each one to its new position. "Keep starin' at me old man bad things happen." Remy warned as he moved an ace off to the side and took five through two and placed it over a six.
Logan only snorted and turned back to the television. He hoped to talk to Rogue later and hoped she had learned something new. Perhaps they would be able to get out of here instead of sitting around the town waiting. It was getting boring.
"Alright guys, a few more minutes and it's all done." Rogue called from the kitchen as she opened the oven and peered inside. She tilted her head and turned the dial to lower the heat.
In the other room Logan eyed the Cajun as he purposely fluttered the cards from one hand to the next, making it as loud as possible. "Knock it off." He muttered threateningly.
"Well den let me go back to watchin' my favorite channel." Remy smirked. He very much enjoyed his new hobby, seeing how far he could push Logan until he snaps.
"Alright, come ta the table." Rogue ordered the two men as she set her dish on the table. It looked exactly like how her aunt made it; she just hoped that it tasted the same.
Logan shoved himself away from the couch and proceeded to take the seat closest to the wall at the small table. He heard Remy give one last flip through his cards before they fell into his pocket and joined them. He sat across from the older man and eyed the food.
They soon began eating and to Rogue's delight it turned out exactly as she had hoped it would. It was a little runny compared to how her aunt cooked, but for being her first time she was proud of how it turned out. 'At least it didn't burn.' She thought to herself with a sigh as she looked at her two companions. Neither of them had an argument about the food, in fact Logan was already finished and Remy took his last bite.
"See, Ah ain't bad at cookin'. Ya might want some lessons from meh for tomorrow." Rogue told Remy with a smile across her lips. Logan raised an eyebrow once again; this seemed out of character for her. She never acted cocky about her accomplishments and always said she could do better. His eyes wandered to the younger man in front of him and narrowed. What happened between the two of them?
"Alright Ah'll clean up." She told them and began to pick up her plate and reach for Logan's when Remy's hand swatted her away.
"I'll take care of it especially after y' did all de cookin'." He insisted and took the plate from her hand and picked up his own. He stacked the plates on top of one another and was about to carry them to the kitchen when he felt his stomach gurgle and a sharp pain to his side.
He placed the plates back on the table and held his side. "What the hell is yer problem?" Logan asked when suddenly the Cajun dashed away from the table and ran for the bathroom. The older man looked at Rogue who just shrugged.
"It wasn't that bad, was it?" Rogue asked causing him to snort.
"He's just a-" Logan began to say when he felt his stomach turn. "I'll answer that in a minute." He told her before he went to the bathroom and quickly as possible. Rogue watched as he left and looked down at the dishes.
"Such babies, there was nothin' wrong with it." She shook her head before picking up the discarded dishes and carried them to the small kitchen and placed them in the sink and started the hot water after plugging up the sink so everything could soak.
She turned her attention back to the hallway where she heard fighting going on. She stepped out of the kitchen to catch sight of Logan throwing Remy out of the bathroom. "Why is it that Ah'm the most mature one in this place?" She whispered to herself before she went back to the kitchen to clean up.
Present
Ororo rubbed her temples with her right hand as her elbow casually laid on the desk before her. She had been busy with grading the student's homework and going over new activities they would be doing in the next few days. It didn't help that on top of all that, she had extra work due to shortage of teachers and her regular work for Charles with calculating which students might be acceptable to join the X-Men.
Her tired eyes looked over at the clock which read twelve thirty at night and figured it would be best to get some sleep. After all she did have classes with the younger students in the morning and then the older kids later on.
With all the work she had been put under she barely had time for her plants having not watered them in two days. She thought perhaps giving extra credit to one of the younger students if they took care of her garden since she knew the older ones wouldn't do it or neglect it. She began to consider it when she remembered how Jamie once looked after a plant and flooded the poor thing.
Ororo rubbed her eyes to prolong the sleep that was entering them long enough to get her desk organized before she went to bed. She paper clipped the graded papers over the non-graded ones and placed them in a purple folder in her drawer. Scattered notes were looked at and tossed away if not needed anymore. She placed her assessment of the students off to the right side of her desk and noticed another sheet laying underneath.
"How did I miss this?" She said to herself before picking it up and looking it over. With all her extra work, she had missed a memo that Charles had laid on her desk. She knew it could be one of three things: new students arriving, teachers meeting, or X-Men work. To her surprise and delight, Charles stated that a new teacher would be arriving in two days and would be taking over one third of her workload.
'I wonder where he will place the new teacher. I don't think he is ready to give anyone Jean and Scott's old room. It is too soon.' She thought to herself as her hand reached for a glass of water that sat on her left side and began drinking it.
She continued to read further information on the new teacher until she felt herself choke. "Ugh." She spat the water out, not caring if it was undignified for her. Droplets of water splattered on the paper and desk, but she did not care. She stood up to catch her breath and then looked down at the discarded memo.
"Oh goddess no." She whispered slightly in horror as terrible images assaulted her mind. "What is Charles thinking? With all the hormonal teenagers in this school and he wants to bring…calm down." She berated herself into composure. It took a lot for her to get worked up; however this did cause her to lose her cool.
"It's been years, it is a lot of time for a person to mature and not flirt with everything that moves." She began talking to herself, not caring if she looked silly. No one was up anyways.
She needed to talk to Charles about this. She had to make sure he knew what he was getting into. A part of her wished she could run to Jean and Scott's room and bang on their door to tell them what she found out. She knew if both of them were alive, they would be having the same reaction as her.
"Goddess watch over us, it is going to be bad." She shook her head and went to turn the lights to her office out. She knew she would not be sleeping and most likely the other kids that were scared of storms wouldn't either. Oh how the weathermen were going to curse her name in the morning, but she was more worried about was how they were going to deal with the new teacher.
Past
Rogue sat across the table from Bobby while doing her homework. She kept her eyes on the paper she was writing and ignoring the looks Bobby kept shooting at Kitty who sat right beside him. This was like every other time they met to do homework together.
"Bobby, stop it." Kitty giggled loudly causing Rogue to finally settle her pencil on the paper and glance up. Her eyes widened, but she knew she shouldn't have been surprised. There was Bobby kissing along Kitty's neck and holding her close. Her eyes wandered to Kitty who gave her a smug look.
She knew what would happen next, she would open her mouth to tell them to stop, but nothing would come out. However, this was not like all the other times before. "What the hell are ya doin'?" Rogue yelled, surprising Bobby, Kitty, and herself. She almost expected that her hand would go to her mouth to cover it up in embarrassment, but instead her hands were clenched in fists at her side.
"Bobby found someone more interesting than you, then again you never were. Now why don't you go back to your own little world while we have some fun." Kitty told her with a roll of her eyes.
"Yeah, sorry Rogue, but at least with Kitty I can-" Bobby began to say when Rogue threw a punch and struck the boy in the jaw causing him to fall out of his chair. She heard Kitty scream before the two of them disappeared.
A clapping sound from behind her caused her to jump in surprise. She turned around to see the mansion disappear and leave only blackness with the exception of the figure of Remy LeBeau standing before her.
"Not bad, chere. Guess y' can stand up to y'r nightmares." Remy told her with an approving look. Rogue glanced back at where Bobby and Kitty once were and for the first time in the many nights she had the same dream she felt good about the ending. She didn't have to sit back and watch it all happen. She had control of the situation for once and was not going to let it ever get out of hand again.
"Yeah, Ah guess Ah owe ya for that." Rogue turned back to Remy who was now standing in front of her.
"And what sort of payment did y' have in mind?" He grinned at her, already knowing what she was going to do as she grabbed him by the jacket and pulled him in for a kiss.
Rogue's eyes snapped open as she sat up in her bed with sweat running down her face. Her eyes wandered around the room as she recalled that she was still in the past and everything she saw was just a dream. "What the hell was that?" She ran a hand through her hair and clenched it.
She felt unnerved about the dream, if couldn't mean anything, could it? Her eyes danced over the bed sheet as she thought back to the dream. She could practically feel his lips on her still, even if it wasn't real. "This is so stupid." She laughed to herself and shook her head.
"It was just a dream, it meant nothin'. He only appeared in mah dream because Ah spent the whole day with him and he helped me finally get over Bobby." She told herself as she laid back down against the pillow and stared up at the ceiling. It meant nothing. She did not have those sort of feelings for the Cajun. "Besides, we would never work out with meh leaving in a few days. It would be pointless to start a relationship." She added before her eyes closed.
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"Y'r doin' better, but still a little slow. Now let's try it again." Remy instructed Rogue as the continued to train on the roof of the apartment complex. Rogue brought her fist up to punch at him, but he caught it easily and trapped it behind her back.
"Well if ya just showed meh the right way of doin' it instead of this we wouldn't have this problem." Rogue told him as she tried to yank her arm away from him, but he held her.
"And where would de fun be in dat? Den I wouldn't be able to hold y' close like dis." He whispered into her ear before he rested his chin on her head, taking in the scent of her hair.
"Ya havin' fun with this, ain't ya? Pickin' on a poor defenseless girl." Rogue said as she stopped struggling and to his surprise seemed to lean back into him.
"Non, if I want to have fun with y', dere are a whole lot of others things we would be doin' at de moment." He chuckled as he let go of her arm, expecting her to take a few steps away from him and they would begin practice again. To his surprise once more, she did not move. Instead she turned around to face with a smile across her face as she brought a hand out to rest on his shoulder.
"And what sorta thing do ya got in mind?" She asked seductively as she leaned in as if she was reading his mind.
"Dis." He whispered as he kissed her.
Remy shot up from his spot on the couch where he had been sleeping. He ignored the snores coming from Logan as he felt panic inside his chest. 'What de hell was dat?' He thought to himself as he laid back down.
He didn't know where that dream came from. He didn't have those sorts of feelings for Rogue. She was a nice girl and didn't think she was ready for a relationship after finally getting over her last. 'Dis is just stupid, de last person I had dose type of feelin's for was Bella and even den it took us two years before we went out. Dere is no way I'm fallen for dat girl dis quickly. I'd be havin' de same dream about any girl if she was under de same roof as me.' He defended himself.
He, like Rogue, knew it would be pointless to start anything when in less than a week they would never see each other again. The closest things he figured he should be to her was a short-term friend and that was all.
The sky was pitch black and the temperature had dropped drastically over the night. Crickets chirped annoyingly as a pack of wolves moved gracefully along the dirt path between the trees of the forest. The alpha stopped to smell the ground and racked its paw over a couple of dried up leaves. The other wolves stopped behind it and waited for their leader to give them direction.
The alpha snarled as its head turned to the right and took off into the forest. The other wolves followed as quickly as they could trying to catch up with their leader. Snarling and growling was heard from their leader and another wild animal that it had caught.
The wolves heard a yelp from their alpha and when they finally reached it, they saw a tall naked man snarling at them with long metal claws sticking out of his knuckles. They saw their alpha had fallen after being stabbed. The other wolves growled and snarled at the man, their fur rising on their back. The man growled back at them, eyes wild and crazed daring them on. Other wolves began attacking the man and he slaughtered those who approached him.
A silver wolf was all that was left and it stayed growling at him. The man snarled at it and the wolf lowered its head and backed up. It knew it would not stand a chance if its comrades were not able to defeat the animalistic man. With its tail tucked under the lone wolf retreated to find another pack leaving the man to stand in victory.
End of Chapter 11
If you didn't catch onto the last part, it was Logan. I was trying to show him running around after he had the operation. I wanted to show his more animal/crazed side to him. Also I think I found the solution to updating faster, hopefully it works.
Also, there will be more Logan added in as many have asked starting with the next chapter and in the rest of the days. You will be finding out who the new teacher is come Day 5 and given a little (bad) hint in this chapter.
Next Chapter: Day 4 begins and Logan will be, eh screw it, here's a preview of chapter 12
"Did you make a wrong turn, are you lost?" He heard a honey sweet voice say from behind him. He turned around to see a blond woman dressed in a revealing tight red outfit. She wore a red skirt that went down to mid-thigh and knee high red boots. Her top consisted of straps that hung off her shoulders and met in the middle to cover her bust and showed off her well toned stomach.
"None of your business, lady. Why don'tcha go find your pimp, I'm sure he's worried." Logan told her and began to turn around when he heard her chuckle slightly.
"That is very cute. I am going to warn you right now, get out of my town." She spoke slowly with the last few words. He stopped to stare at her as a smug smile graced her face. "I know whenever a mutant arrives here and like you, I give them a warning, unless it is Okayed by me. No offense, but I don't really like you; I might have if you didn't insult me. Now I will give you an hour to leave or I can kill you." She warned him.
Logan snorted at the woman. It was going to have to take a lot more than her petty threats to frighten him. He unsheathed his claws to try to intimidate her slightly, just so she knew what she would be getting into. He didn't partially want to fight a woman, but if she got in his way, he would have no choice. "Well sucks to be you, darlin'. I ain't leavin' for a few days. If ya got a problem with it, too damn bad." He responded and saw her eyes narrow and could have sworn her eyes flashed yellow.
"Well if you want to play it that way, I have no problems with it. It's been a while since I've been able to have a little fun, I hope you don't disappoint." She chuckled as her hands began to glow gold.
