Someone brought it to my attention that I put the last one in Romance. Sorry. It was definately (and obviously) not a romance. Sorry for anyone looking for some loving and getting... well, that.
DISCLAIMER: I don't think I own them. Oh, well... maybe some day.
AUTHOR: Blimey The Toad
Summary: Read it ya daft weiner!
Rogue walked into Wolverine's room. Logan had told her how good the little one's had been, and so she was going to hold up her end of the bargain: Chuck E. Cheese's it is. She smiled as she looked at their little adorable faces, and (carefully) brushed a strand of hair from Gambit's eyes. She left for her room, ready to take the kids out for pizza the next day. She had no idea what she was in for.
Gambit awoke first, with a pitiful wail.
"Ahhh! Remy's head be hurtin'!"
Wolverine strutted in, a huge smirk on his face. "I bet it is. Oh, by the way, Rogue came back."
Gambit's eyes grew wide. "Wha'... wha' did ya tell her?"
"I told how good ya'll were. How damn sweet. And so she's taking you all out for pizza today."
Gambit eyes now looked confused. "Why woul' you say such a thing? Ya... didn' wan' ta get us in trouble?"
"I guess not." Logan's face now took on a serious look. "You will tell her how good you were. You will not say *anything* about what happened. Got it?"
Gambit was confused, but nodded in agreement. What Logan was planning, he didn't know. All he was sure of is that he felt miserable.
"Owww... I t'ink I gonna puke. Is dis normal?" He looked up at Logan. "I ain' gonna *die* am I?"
"Not for a long while... but I ain't telling you ya won't wish ya were dyin'. That'll teach ya, though."
"Oui." Gambit wouldn't do this again for a long while. "I guess I better wake up de others, den, non?"
"Looks that way, bub." Stated Wolvey as he left the room, the grin growing even wider.
**********
Nightcrawler woke up pretty uneventfully, except that he puked all over the place. Beast, however...
"Wake up, homme. I t'ink 's time ta get up now."
"I would strongly suggest that you do not disturb me for the time being."
"Naw, ya gotta get up now!"
*Snap*
"Gah! Ya bit me, ya crazy animal! You bes' not do dat again, or else I'll..."
*Slash*
"Ah, my arm! I be bleedin'!"
When Gambit threw a charged pillow at him, however, he got up quickly enough.
"That was not the least bit polite, you little rat."
"Dat was a las' resort ya petite bete freak!"
"C'mon, you guys, just be friendly, ja?"
"Mind your own business, homme. Dis be between him an' me."
When Nightcrawler puked again, they quit their tiff for the time being and were brought back to their senses.
**********
"Ms. Rogue, we be ready now." Gambit smiled. He had this being good thing down. He was so good at this it was downright scarey.
Nightcrawler and Beast stood behind him, shuffling back and forth. They still felt like crap, and just wanted to go back to bed, but they didn't want to be told on, so they had to act good. They were being *forced* by a sadistic Wolverine to eat pizza and play so that Rogue would believe they were good. They didn't think they could make it.
"Well, boys, let's go!"
**********
After the seemingly eternal ride in Rogue's Land Cruiser; Remy pretty much talked for everyone. He was better at hiding his still-half-drunken hangover then the others. He was still his old charming self.
When they got to the pizza place, Beast and Nightcrawler turned on their image inducers, and Gambit put on his sunglasses.
When Rogue asked what kind of pizza they wanted, and Beast and Nightcrawler finally had to talk, she noticed their slurred speech. It didn't occur to her what exactly was wrong-she just assumed they were really tired.
Everything was going fine, perfect even. Noone really said much, they all watched the show with glazed over eyes. And then the pizza arrived.
Gambit responded with "Yum" (actually, the thought of pizza disgusted him, but he didn't want to upset Rogue). Beast just groaned but managed a smile. Nightcrawler, however.
*Blech*
And he barfed all over both of their pizza's.
"Well, Ah wasn't that hungry anyways."
**********
They left their pizza there, noone wanting to go explain why it looked as it did. They were bound to find it eventually.
So they left to the play area as quickly as possible.
First, Rogue took them to the ball pit...
*crash*
"Ow! Mommy, that boy just smashed into me!"
"Ha ha! Sorry little kid. I vas just... playing."
*Smack*
"Oof! Dude, you best leave me alone."
"I didn' touch ya, ya little blonde geek."
"Geek, huh? Well, I'll show-"
"Whack*
"Ow! My face! You hit my face! Mo-om!"
"Get offa me! You weigh more than my daddy."
"I'm not sure I greatly appreciate that comment. At least I know I am not as ugly as you, nor as idiotic."
"Waaah!"
"Let's go, NOW!"
**********
Video games. No interaction there, thank god...
"Ya dumb game! Ya dumb bastard game! I'll kick your ass, you little mother-"
"Gambit!"
"I sorry, I guess."
"This game is quite frustrating, I must say. I feel the urge to hit it..."
*BAM* *Crash*
"Uh, I guess this game is out of order. I wonder how much new monitors cost for these things..."
"I died again! Damn! This game is Bullshit! Total bullshit! Total Godda-"
"GAMBIT! Ah warned ya..."
"Oui, oui. I know..."
*BAM* *Crash*
"Whoops! There goes another one..."
"Vhat is this? I have never played Ninja Turtles before. Ninja Turtles? Vhat is that? They're *turtles*, for god's sake!"
"Movin' on." *sigh* Ah try, Ah really do...
**********
Photo booth. Nothing can go wrong there...
And nothing did. It happened on the way there.
"Hey-hey, kids!" said a muffled voice from behind the kids. Beast turned around, screamed (Yes, screamed, like a little girl), and jumped on Chuck E. He them proceded to beat him.
"Kid, stop! Ow! Get off me, ya little brat!"
When Nightcrawler turned around and saw Beast being attacked, he had to help him.
"You don't mess with mein friend!"
Gambit just started rolling on the floor laughing. His eyes were beginning to water from lack of air, as well as his face turning red. His cackle echoed throughout the store. Even the manager came out to see what was wrong.
"Ow! Someone help, they're going to kill me! I'm gonna die!" Chuck E. started to cry, his sobs audible even through the big fake rat head.
"Kids, no! GET OFF!" Rogue was furious. Her voice made the kids freeze and turn, her glare made them all more afraind then they'd ever been. And Nightcrawler was so scared he-you guessed it-puked all over poor Chuck E.
Rogue was about to make them leave anyways, but didn't have the chance. The manager escorted them all out. And he wasn't polite about it either.
"Ma'am, I'm afraid I'm going to have to make you leave. I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to ask you to never come here again. Not even near here. Not even in the general vicinity. Please." And he pushed her through the door and left. She was a shade of red never thought possible for her. But... she managed it.
**********
The ride home was silent. Not even Gambit was brave enough to say anything.
**********
"Now ya'll go right on ta bed. No dinner for ya, nothin'."
Nightcrawler began to protest, but one glare from Rogue and he shut up.
Rogue was going to have a talk with Wolverine. She suspected this was his doing.
She found him on the couch of the rec room, a book in one hand, a stogie in the other, and a huge grin across his face.
"How'd it go?"
"Well, Kurt puked *twice*, Hank busted two video games, Gambit started a fight with a little blonde boy in the ball pit, Kurt and Hank beat up Chuck E. Cheese, and we were finally thrown out of the place. Oh, and banned, as well."
"So it went better than expected, then?"
"You're goin' down, Logan..."
"Why?" He asked with a mock-innocent look on his face. "They *were* like angels, as high as they were..." And he couldn't hold it in anymore. He chuckled, a happy chuckle, not one of the angry chuckles he's known for. Seeing him happy made Rogue happy, and she couldn't stay mad. She could only imagine what he'd gone through himself.
"Well, least it's over."
"You got that right."
"What about tommorrow?"
"We'll deal with that when we come to it. I know I'm not watchin' 'em again."
"Same here. Ah need at least one day off after that."
**********
"Dat was a weird day, non?"
"I agree with you, my little demon-eyed friend."
"Ja, me to."
"What we gonna do t'marrow?"
"I don't know. Any ideas Kurt?"
"We could always hang out vith Storm. She don't mind us much."
"It's a thought."
And they fell asleep, tired from a long day of rampaging and a newly-faded hangover. Tommorrow's just another day.
Yeah, that one sucked. I don't know. My head hurts, I'm tired. But I just wanted to write, and this happened... oy. Maybe when I have a day off and more sleep I'll do another... or make this one better. Tell me your thoughts.
Love from Blimey The Toad to everyone who reads this!
DISCLAIMER: I don't think I own them. Oh, well... maybe some day.
AUTHOR: Blimey The Toad
Summary: Read it ya daft weiner!
Rogue walked into Wolverine's room. Logan had told her how good the little one's had been, and so she was going to hold up her end of the bargain: Chuck E. Cheese's it is. She smiled as she looked at their little adorable faces, and (carefully) brushed a strand of hair from Gambit's eyes. She left for her room, ready to take the kids out for pizza the next day. She had no idea what she was in for.
Gambit awoke first, with a pitiful wail.
"Ahhh! Remy's head be hurtin'!"
Wolverine strutted in, a huge smirk on his face. "I bet it is. Oh, by the way, Rogue came back."
Gambit's eyes grew wide. "Wha'... wha' did ya tell her?"
"I told how good ya'll were. How damn sweet. And so she's taking you all out for pizza today."
Gambit eyes now looked confused. "Why woul' you say such a thing? Ya... didn' wan' ta get us in trouble?"
"I guess not." Logan's face now took on a serious look. "You will tell her how good you were. You will not say *anything* about what happened. Got it?"
Gambit was confused, but nodded in agreement. What Logan was planning, he didn't know. All he was sure of is that he felt miserable.
"Owww... I t'ink I gonna puke. Is dis normal?" He looked up at Logan. "I ain' gonna *die* am I?"
"Not for a long while... but I ain't telling you ya won't wish ya were dyin'. That'll teach ya, though."
"Oui." Gambit wouldn't do this again for a long while. "I guess I better wake up de others, den, non?"
"Looks that way, bub." Stated Wolvey as he left the room, the grin growing even wider.
**********
Nightcrawler woke up pretty uneventfully, except that he puked all over the place. Beast, however...
"Wake up, homme. I t'ink 's time ta get up now."
"I would strongly suggest that you do not disturb me for the time being."
"Naw, ya gotta get up now!"
*Snap*
"Gah! Ya bit me, ya crazy animal! You bes' not do dat again, or else I'll..."
*Slash*
"Ah, my arm! I be bleedin'!"
When Gambit threw a charged pillow at him, however, he got up quickly enough.
"That was not the least bit polite, you little rat."
"Dat was a las' resort ya petite bete freak!"
"C'mon, you guys, just be friendly, ja?"
"Mind your own business, homme. Dis be between him an' me."
When Nightcrawler puked again, they quit their tiff for the time being and were brought back to their senses.
**********
"Ms. Rogue, we be ready now." Gambit smiled. He had this being good thing down. He was so good at this it was downright scarey.
Nightcrawler and Beast stood behind him, shuffling back and forth. They still felt like crap, and just wanted to go back to bed, but they didn't want to be told on, so they had to act good. They were being *forced* by a sadistic Wolverine to eat pizza and play so that Rogue would believe they were good. They didn't think they could make it.
"Well, boys, let's go!"
**********
After the seemingly eternal ride in Rogue's Land Cruiser; Remy pretty much talked for everyone. He was better at hiding his still-half-drunken hangover then the others. He was still his old charming self.
When they got to the pizza place, Beast and Nightcrawler turned on their image inducers, and Gambit put on his sunglasses.
When Rogue asked what kind of pizza they wanted, and Beast and Nightcrawler finally had to talk, she noticed their slurred speech. It didn't occur to her what exactly was wrong-she just assumed they were really tired.
Everything was going fine, perfect even. Noone really said much, they all watched the show with glazed over eyes. And then the pizza arrived.
Gambit responded with "Yum" (actually, the thought of pizza disgusted him, but he didn't want to upset Rogue). Beast just groaned but managed a smile. Nightcrawler, however.
*Blech*
And he barfed all over both of their pizza's.
"Well, Ah wasn't that hungry anyways."
**********
They left their pizza there, noone wanting to go explain why it looked as it did. They were bound to find it eventually.
So they left to the play area as quickly as possible.
First, Rogue took them to the ball pit...
*crash*
"Ow! Mommy, that boy just smashed into me!"
"Ha ha! Sorry little kid. I vas just... playing."
*Smack*
"Oof! Dude, you best leave me alone."
"I didn' touch ya, ya little blonde geek."
"Geek, huh? Well, I'll show-"
"Whack*
"Ow! My face! You hit my face! Mo-om!"
"Get offa me! You weigh more than my daddy."
"I'm not sure I greatly appreciate that comment. At least I know I am not as ugly as you, nor as idiotic."
"Waaah!"
"Let's go, NOW!"
**********
Video games. No interaction there, thank god...
"Ya dumb game! Ya dumb bastard game! I'll kick your ass, you little mother-"
"Gambit!"
"I sorry, I guess."
"This game is quite frustrating, I must say. I feel the urge to hit it..."
*BAM* *Crash*
"Uh, I guess this game is out of order. I wonder how much new monitors cost for these things..."
"I died again! Damn! This game is Bullshit! Total bullshit! Total Godda-"
"GAMBIT! Ah warned ya..."
"Oui, oui. I know..."
*BAM* *Crash*
"Whoops! There goes another one..."
"Vhat is this? I have never played Ninja Turtles before. Ninja Turtles? Vhat is that? They're *turtles*, for god's sake!"
"Movin' on." *sigh* Ah try, Ah really do...
**********
Photo booth. Nothing can go wrong there...
And nothing did. It happened on the way there.
"Hey-hey, kids!" said a muffled voice from behind the kids. Beast turned around, screamed (Yes, screamed, like a little girl), and jumped on Chuck E. He them proceded to beat him.
"Kid, stop! Ow! Get off me, ya little brat!"
When Nightcrawler turned around and saw Beast being attacked, he had to help him.
"You don't mess with mein friend!"
Gambit just started rolling on the floor laughing. His eyes were beginning to water from lack of air, as well as his face turning red. His cackle echoed throughout the store. Even the manager came out to see what was wrong.
"Ow! Someone help, they're going to kill me! I'm gonna die!" Chuck E. started to cry, his sobs audible even through the big fake rat head.
"Kids, no! GET OFF!" Rogue was furious. Her voice made the kids freeze and turn, her glare made them all more afraind then they'd ever been. And Nightcrawler was so scared he-you guessed it-puked all over poor Chuck E.
Rogue was about to make them leave anyways, but didn't have the chance. The manager escorted them all out. And he wasn't polite about it either.
"Ma'am, I'm afraid I'm going to have to make you leave. I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to ask you to never come here again. Not even near here. Not even in the general vicinity. Please." And he pushed her through the door and left. She was a shade of red never thought possible for her. But... she managed it.
**********
The ride home was silent. Not even Gambit was brave enough to say anything.
**********
"Now ya'll go right on ta bed. No dinner for ya, nothin'."
Nightcrawler began to protest, but one glare from Rogue and he shut up.
Rogue was going to have a talk with Wolverine. She suspected this was his doing.
She found him on the couch of the rec room, a book in one hand, a stogie in the other, and a huge grin across his face.
"How'd it go?"
"Well, Kurt puked *twice*, Hank busted two video games, Gambit started a fight with a little blonde boy in the ball pit, Kurt and Hank beat up Chuck E. Cheese, and we were finally thrown out of the place. Oh, and banned, as well."
"So it went better than expected, then?"
"You're goin' down, Logan..."
"Why?" He asked with a mock-innocent look on his face. "They *were* like angels, as high as they were..." And he couldn't hold it in anymore. He chuckled, a happy chuckle, not one of the angry chuckles he's known for. Seeing him happy made Rogue happy, and she couldn't stay mad. She could only imagine what he'd gone through himself.
"Well, least it's over."
"You got that right."
"What about tommorrow?"
"We'll deal with that when we come to it. I know I'm not watchin' 'em again."
"Same here. Ah need at least one day off after that."
**********
"Dat was a weird day, non?"
"I agree with you, my little demon-eyed friend."
"Ja, me to."
"What we gonna do t'marrow?"
"I don't know. Any ideas Kurt?"
"We could always hang out vith Storm. She don't mind us much."
"It's a thought."
And they fell asleep, tired from a long day of rampaging and a newly-faded hangover. Tommorrow's just another day.
Yeah, that one sucked. I don't know. My head hurts, I'm tired. But I just wanted to write, and this happened... oy. Maybe when I have a day off and more sleep I'll do another... or make this one better. Tell me your thoughts.
Love from Blimey The Toad to everyone who reads this!