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Disclaimer - I do not own X-Men: Evolution.
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Gambit woke up and blinked. Rogue was shaking him. He stared at her.
"Chére?" She frowned, crossing her arms. "What?"
"Ya have trainin' wit' Logan. Get up and get movin'!" She pulled him up by his arms and he groaned, falling back onto the couch.
"Remy not doin' it today." He closed his eyes and almost fell back asleep before ice cold water drenched him. "MERDE!"
"Get up, mate. You'll be late." John grinned at him. Gambit growled and walked out of the room with a hate-filled expression. "I personally think Wolvie better watch out today."
"Ah agree." Rogue shook her head and sighed. John left the room to go to find Amara. He wandered outside for a while before deciding to go to the park. He sighed and zipped up his jacket a little before he started on his way to the gates. He went out and walked along the streets.
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"Come on, Gumbo. Get moving." Gambit was running alongside Pyro. He started to breathe hard after the first hour. Pyro sent three flaming birds from his flame from the lighter and made them attack the lasers. The afternoon training was the one with the paintballs. If you got hit by it, you were out and had to complete the remaining hours plus another hour in regular Danger Room procedures.
"Remy be movin'!" He looked up at the control room and saw Logan up there. He stopped, spotting robots coming at them from behind. He smirked. He jumped above the flying blades. He ran ahead and slid past them. Literally. He touched them and took cover, feeling the room shake with the explosion. More blades and lasers flew through the air. Pyro sent flaming people everywhere.
Let us just say that Gambit wasn't waking up early for anything.
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As soon as John's sessions were done, he took a shower, then a nap. He was going to get ready for his date with Amara.
"St. John?" He looked behind him, just pulling on his coat. He smirked then winked at her. "Are you ready to go?"
"'Course, Sheila." They left then arrived at the movie theatre. Girls giggled and St. John was getting really aggravated. He smirked, taking firm hold of the popcorn bucket he had bought for the movie. Amara caught his smirk.
"What are you planning?" She asked. He looked up innocently.
"Just a little pre-movie humor." He took a piece of popcorn and flicked it at the girls in front of them. "They're annoying." He whispered in her ear. She smiled and took a piece, shaking her head at his childish antics. She could tell this was going to be a humorous outing.
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Gambit laid on his bed, snoring lightly. No lights were on in the bedroom, save some of the golden sunlight that filtered through the curtains. It landed on his face, making it glow and seem so innocent. He had bags under his eyes and hadn't shaved properly in at least a week. Rogue stood, leaning against the door, watching him sleep. He had changed her life, made her believe she was special. She rested her hand on her stomach. Then she shook her head and walked over to the bed. She grinned mischievously and took the black marker by the calendar and took the cap off. She had her tongue sticking out a little, in a gesture of complete concentration. She started to draw on his face. She drew a ton of things, just doodling mindlessly.
"Y' like drawin' on sleepin' people?" He groaned and held her wrist firmly in his grip.
"Nah, Ah jus' couldn't find any paper." She coughed, capped the marker, then threw it over her shoulder. "'Sides, dinner will be ready in a little while."
"Y' woke Remy up fo' dat!?" He exclaimed. "Mon dieu! Remy needs his beauty sleep." He pulled the covers over his head and tried to go back to sleep. Rogue ripped the blankets off him and straddled him, leaning down near his ear.
"If ya don' get up, ya'll have ta go down ta dinner wit' the marker on your face. If ya get up, Ah'll wash it off ya." He pondered this over. He then sighed and gave her a defeated look.
"Y' win." She smiled and got off him, taking his hand and pulling him off the bed. She dragged him into the bathroom and closed the door behind them. She inspected him. He was shirtless, but with pajama pants. Now that she noticed, he had a finer toned body since the last time she saw him. She smirked, thinking Logan a genius. It made him more attractive. She set her hands on his chest, feeling the muscles ripple beneath her delicate touch. She leaned up and kissed him. He seemed to bring out the best in her. She then pulled away and wet a wash cloth, instructing him to sit on the toilet. She stood over him and gently wiped the marker off his handsome face.
"Now, all ya hafta do is shave.." He groaned. "None o' that." She walked toward the door. "Ah expect ya ta be dressed an' shaved when ya go downstairs."
"Fine."
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The girls in front of Amara and St. John were getting pelted by Reese's Pieces instead of popcorn. They were getting mad at whoever was throwing them but they never blamed St. John for it. They thought he was much too cute to do things like that. He continued to pelt them with candy and popcorn, never once thinking twice. Amara was having a fun time, definately enjoying seeing the girls get showered with popcorn and candy. Literally. But during the middle of the movie, John set the popcorn on the seat beside him, setting the bag of candy in that. Then he wrapped an arm around her and held her close to him, though the arm rest was getting in the way. She blushed, but snuggled into him. She then pulled away and pushed the arm rest up, then she snuggled back against him, sighing in content.
"Uh oh.." She heard a minute later. She lifted her head from his shoulder, her brown eyes filling with curiousity.
"Hm?" She followed his gaze to the floor. "What happened?"
"My shoe is stuck to the floor." He whispered. She bit back a laugh and watched the comical sight of him trying to pry his sneaker from the floor. He managed to lift it ever so slightly, bringing a string of the gum that had caused it, with it. He frowned and took out his lighter. He handed the lighter to her and used his powers to make a ball of fire then he burnt the gum off. He smirked in success and grabbed his lighter back, flicking it closed. He sat back, getting adjusted again and accepting her in his embrace.
"This has been the most interesting movie I've ever been to." She whispered. He grinned.
"The fun never stops when I'm around."
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When John and Amara got back, Rogue was sitting boredly on the couch. Gambit was snoozing lighting beside her. He woke up at the sound of a door closing.
"I told you before, the fun never stops when I'm around." Amara giggled as John grinned. Gambit smirked.
"De fun nevah stops when Remy be around!" He mocked. The other two looked over at him and Rogue raised her eyebrow.
"Ya can't stop what doesn't start." John and Amara laughed at him. Rogue smirked.
"Mind Remy tellin' dem 'bout de marker?"
"Go ahead, that'll only add ta their amusement." He gave her a hurt look.
"Yo're a mean one, non?" She rolled her eyes.
"Can ya get meh a drink?" She asked him. He stared at her calmly.
"What did Remy evah d' t' y'?" Amara and John went upstairs to leave the lovers to their bickering.
"I think its cute how they tease each other that way." Amara said with a smile. John nodded and grinned.
"Maybe we'll fight that way when we're that close, hm?" She blushed at the thought of it. She smiled. He was something else.
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"Can ya give meh a break, Cajun!?" Rogue screeched. She threw her hair brush at him. Gage watched in confusion as his parents duked it out. Gambit caught it and set it calmly on her dresser.
"Remy be serious, Rogue." He stated. She glared at him, willing his head to explode or something creative along those lines.
"Ah'm wearin' mah make-up an' that's final!" She huffed. Gambit crossed his arms and gave her a stern look.
"Den Remy's not goin'." She gave him a lame look then sighed.
"Its required, Sugah." She said icily. He sighed and frowned.
"C'mon, Gage. Y' mommy be a madwoman."
"Ah may be the madwoman, but yo're the moron that's stayin' wit' meh." He grinned and waved at her, walking out the door.
"It be dat attitude dat can drive a Cajun mad, but y' still give nice rewards."
"Ah didn' hear that!" She cried from their room as he walked down the hallway with his son.
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How'd ya like this chapter? n.n
10-29-03
Disclaimer - I do not own X-Men: Evolution.
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Gambit woke up and blinked. Rogue was shaking him. He stared at her.
"Chére?" She frowned, crossing her arms. "What?"
"Ya have trainin' wit' Logan. Get up and get movin'!" She pulled him up by his arms and he groaned, falling back onto the couch.
"Remy not doin' it today." He closed his eyes and almost fell back asleep before ice cold water drenched him. "MERDE!"
"Get up, mate. You'll be late." John grinned at him. Gambit growled and walked out of the room with a hate-filled expression. "I personally think Wolvie better watch out today."
"Ah agree." Rogue shook her head and sighed. John left the room to go to find Amara. He wandered outside for a while before deciding to go to the park. He sighed and zipped up his jacket a little before he started on his way to the gates. He went out and walked along the streets.
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"Come on, Gumbo. Get moving." Gambit was running alongside Pyro. He started to breathe hard after the first hour. Pyro sent three flaming birds from his flame from the lighter and made them attack the lasers. The afternoon training was the one with the paintballs. If you got hit by it, you were out and had to complete the remaining hours plus another hour in regular Danger Room procedures.
"Remy be movin'!" He looked up at the control room and saw Logan up there. He stopped, spotting robots coming at them from behind. He smirked. He jumped above the flying blades. He ran ahead and slid past them. Literally. He touched them and took cover, feeling the room shake with the explosion. More blades and lasers flew through the air. Pyro sent flaming people everywhere.
Let us just say that Gambit wasn't waking up early for anything.
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As soon as John's sessions were done, he took a shower, then a nap. He was going to get ready for his date with Amara.
"St. John?" He looked behind him, just pulling on his coat. He smirked then winked at her. "Are you ready to go?"
"'Course, Sheila." They left then arrived at the movie theatre. Girls giggled and St. John was getting really aggravated. He smirked, taking firm hold of the popcorn bucket he had bought for the movie. Amara caught his smirk.
"What are you planning?" She asked. He looked up innocently.
"Just a little pre-movie humor." He took a piece of popcorn and flicked it at the girls in front of them. "They're annoying." He whispered in her ear. She smiled and took a piece, shaking her head at his childish antics. She could tell this was going to be a humorous outing.
-
Gambit laid on his bed, snoring lightly. No lights were on in the bedroom, save some of the golden sunlight that filtered through the curtains. It landed on his face, making it glow and seem so innocent. He had bags under his eyes and hadn't shaved properly in at least a week. Rogue stood, leaning against the door, watching him sleep. He had changed her life, made her believe she was special. She rested her hand on her stomach. Then she shook her head and walked over to the bed. She grinned mischievously and took the black marker by the calendar and took the cap off. She had her tongue sticking out a little, in a gesture of complete concentration. She started to draw on his face. She drew a ton of things, just doodling mindlessly.
"Y' like drawin' on sleepin' people?" He groaned and held her wrist firmly in his grip.
"Nah, Ah jus' couldn't find any paper." She coughed, capped the marker, then threw it over her shoulder. "'Sides, dinner will be ready in a little while."
"Y' woke Remy up fo' dat!?" He exclaimed. "Mon dieu! Remy needs his beauty sleep." He pulled the covers over his head and tried to go back to sleep. Rogue ripped the blankets off him and straddled him, leaning down near his ear.
"If ya don' get up, ya'll have ta go down ta dinner wit' the marker on your face. If ya get up, Ah'll wash it off ya." He pondered this over. He then sighed and gave her a defeated look.
"Y' win." She smiled and got off him, taking his hand and pulling him off the bed. She dragged him into the bathroom and closed the door behind them. She inspected him. He was shirtless, but with pajama pants. Now that she noticed, he had a finer toned body since the last time she saw him. She smirked, thinking Logan a genius. It made him more attractive. She set her hands on his chest, feeling the muscles ripple beneath her delicate touch. She leaned up and kissed him. He seemed to bring out the best in her. She then pulled away and wet a wash cloth, instructing him to sit on the toilet. She stood over him and gently wiped the marker off his handsome face.
"Now, all ya hafta do is shave.." He groaned. "None o' that." She walked toward the door. "Ah expect ya ta be dressed an' shaved when ya go downstairs."
"Fine."
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The girls in front of Amara and St. John were getting pelted by Reese's Pieces instead of popcorn. They were getting mad at whoever was throwing them but they never blamed St. John for it. They thought he was much too cute to do things like that. He continued to pelt them with candy and popcorn, never once thinking twice. Amara was having a fun time, definately enjoying seeing the girls get showered with popcorn and candy. Literally. But during the middle of the movie, John set the popcorn on the seat beside him, setting the bag of candy in that. Then he wrapped an arm around her and held her close to him, though the arm rest was getting in the way. She blushed, but snuggled into him. She then pulled away and pushed the arm rest up, then she snuggled back against him, sighing in content.
"Uh oh.." She heard a minute later. She lifted her head from his shoulder, her brown eyes filling with curiousity.
"Hm?" She followed his gaze to the floor. "What happened?"
"My shoe is stuck to the floor." He whispered. She bit back a laugh and watched the comical sight of him trying to pry his sneaker from the floor. He managed to lift it ever so slightly, bringing a string of the gum that had caused it, with it. He frowned and took out his lighter. He handed the lighter to her and used his powers to make a ball of fire then he burnt the gum off. He smirked in success and grabbed his lighter back, flicking it closed. He sat back, getting adjusted again and accepting her in his embrace.
"This has been the most interesting movie I've ever been to." She whispered. He grinned.
"The fun never stops when I'm around."
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When John and Amara got back, Rogue was sitting boredly on the couch. Gambit was snoozing lighting beside her. He woke up at the sound of a door closing.
"I told you before, the fun never stops when I'm around." Amara giggled as John grinned. Gambit smirked.
"De fun nevah stops when Remy be around!" He mocked. The other two looked over at him and Rogue raised her eyebrow.
"Ya can't stop what doesn't start." John and Amara laughed at him. Rogue smirked.
"Mind Remy tellin' dem 'bout de marker?"
"Go ahead, that'll only add ta their amusement." He gave her a hurt look.
"Yo're a mean one, non?" She rolled her eyes.
"Can ya get meh a drink?" She asked him. He stared at her calmly.
"What did Remy evah d' t' y'?" Amara and John went upstairs to leave the lovers to their bickering.
"I think its cute how they tease each other that way." Amara said with a smile. John nodded and grinned.
"Maybe we'll fight that way when we're that close, hm?" She blushed at the thought of it. She smiled. He was something else.
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"Can ya give meh a break, Cajun!?" Rogue screeched. She threw her hair brush at him. Gage watched in confusion as his parents duked it out. Gambit caught it and set it calmly on her dresser.
"Remy be serious, Rogue." He stated. She glared at him, willing his head to explode or something creative along those lines.
"Ah'm wearin' mah make-up an' that's final!" She huffed. Gambit crossed his arms and gave her a stern look.
"Den Remy's not goin'." She gave him a lame look then sighed.
"Its required, Sugah." She said icily. He sighed and frowned.
"C'mon, Gage. Y' mommy be a madwoman."
"Ah may be the madwoman, but yo're the moron that's stayin' wit' meh." He grinned and waved at her, walking out the door.
"It be dat attitude dat can drive a Cajun mad, but y' still give nice rewards."
"Ah didn' hear that!" She cried from their room as he walked down the hallway with his son.
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10-29-03