Yep... part 5... of however many more there will be. Heck, I may just do a series of these little buggers... I would personally like to write a nice little Rogue and Wolvy revenge story... ahg. Here, 'tis, however...
X-Men's Babysitting Adventure 5: Growing Pains
Yeah... dumb title. Screw you, too.
Author: 'Tis I, Blimey The Toad!
Disclaimer: Hey, Marvel, look! I'm not going to give you credit! Hah! Wait... by saying that I just did. Damn.
Gambit awoke the next morning to find that his clothes were stretched tightly around his body, and he felt... longer? Lankier? Well, different, that was for sure.
He looked at his hands and arms and blinked. They were bonier. They had *hair* on them.
"Whoa! Dis no be good. Dere must be some'tin wrong!" He gasped as he heard his tenor voice, which had only yesterday been higher than even the girls on the team. Now he was a afraid. He left quickly for his friends rooms.
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Gambit dashed through the door of his good friend Hank's room and let out a squeal. Beast was HUGE. He had grown-a lot-in just a few hours time. His teeth had gotten sharper, his hair bushier.
"Hank! Hank! Look at chu, man! Look in da mirror!"
Hank opened his eyes and looked at his naked body. His rapid growth had caused his clothes to stretch to the point of ripping. "Gad, man! Give a man some privacy!" His voice too had changed. His eyes grew wide in the realization of how much this growth elixer would really change them. They were like this before, but they wanted to stay children. Too late.
"How old do you think I am now, Remy? I must be... oh my stars and garters! I'm damn near twenty, I bet you anything!"
"I be at least 15." He had accumulated some facial hair over the night. Three years worth of puberty of it in an 8 hour period. And the changed weren't only physical, they'd soon realize.
"We gotta get Kurt. Mebbe he know what hap'nin'?"
"Perhaps. Alright. Let's go."
**********
"Kurt!" They both yelled in unison. Kurt had changed the least, it seemed. Seemed, being the key word.
He got up, stretched his arms... then began yelling.
"Get out of my room! Don't you ever knock? Get out! Get out!" He was angry. Just because they were checking up on him.
"What's the matter, Kurt? Don't be no need to go pregnant lady on us, now."
"Vhat?? You have the *nerve* to ask me vhat's the matter? You two just *barge* on in here, unannounced, uninvited..."
And Gambit and Beast quickly made their exit.
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"I'm hungry. I feel like I haven't eaten for days."
"I see why. You grown so much, I don't see why you ain' eatin' you're own arm, Bete."
"Well, I guess I..." Gambit zoned out at what Beast was saying as they entered the kitchen. There, in a thin green robe, brown and white-streaked hair framing her fair face, stood the hottest chick he's ever seen. Boy, at this point, he'd like to...
"OH MY GOD!" He hissed, and turned on his heel and dashed from the room. Beast, curious, followed. Rogue just turned, barely even sensing they'd been there, too engrossed in the morning paper (it appeared) but more worried about Gambit. Would he be a child forever? She couldn't possibly have a future with a 5 year old. Damn, she thought. It just ain't fair.
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When Beast finally caught up to Gambit, he was sweating profusely, and his mouth hung open.
"Remy, what's the matter? Talk to me, damnit!"
"Mama Rogue... she... she be... really, really hot."
Beast sat there looking at him, then smiled. "So? She is hot. Why you so upset about it?"
"Cause it's Mama Rogue! What if you started thinkin' Jean was hot or somethin'? What then?" Jean had taken a liking to the big blue furball pretty quickly.
Beast sat thinking for a while, then began," Well... if I started liking Jean... probably the first thing that would happen would be Scott kicking my ass."
Gambit laughed in spite of himself. The thought of little Scott trying to kick Beast's ass was too much for him.
Maybe Wolverine would have some advice. Even though their last meeting had been anything but wonderful, he seemed to be the most "in-the-know" to the young boys.
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"...So dat's my problem. She just be... hot. And... it don't feel right. I mean, she feel like my mama. She took care a me and stuff. I don' know. It just be so confusing."
Wolvy chuckled. "Gambit, you got any recollection a yer past life? I mean, anything before you became little again?"
"Hmm... non."
"Has anyone told you much about it out?"
"Dey told me 'bout some stuff. Not much."
"Did they tell you that you and Rogue are dating." It was more of a statement than a question. Remy's eyes grew wide.
"Me an' her? You sure bout dat?"
"Yep. In fact, if I'm not mistaken, one time you two even... *did it*."
That was too much for poor Remy. His mouth droppedn open, his eyes grew wider, and he passed out.
Beast couldn't help it. As soon as Remy's blacked-out body hit the floor, so did Hank. He had tears streaming from his eyes, and was laughing so hard he couldn't breathe. Poor Gambit. 15 years old, was 5 yesterday, and is in an intimate relationship today. It was too much.
Logan walked out laughing, pleased greatly with himself. This was nice revenmge against both Gambit *and* Rogue. It was just too damn perfect not to take.
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"Remy, I'm *hungry*! Come on, let's go!"
"Non. Non. We would have to pass by da livin' room, and she be in dere! Non."
"I doubt she even knows." Beast tried to reason with him. Damned Logan.
Gambit turned towards him. "Don' know? Don' know! Beast, we had-" his voiced dropped drastically, "-relations."
"So? If you had... *relations* with her, then you're not alone. You have nothing to be embarressed about. You're both involved, right?"
He gulped. "I guess you be right." He sighed. "Let's go eat."
**********
As they walked into the kitchen, Rogue walked in the opposite door to get a glass of Mountain Dew. Remy stopped dead in his tracks, as did Rogue. She hadn't seen him as a teen yet. Beast apparently hadn't noticed anything, and walked on by to the fridge to scout out some pie or left over roast beef.
Oh my god, he was quite an attractive guy at that age, she thought. She felt guilty for feeling this way towards an obviously much younger than her guy.
She so beautiful, it can' be true, Wolvy be lyin', she don' know I know, she so beautiful, what am I gonna do, what am I gonna say... his thoughts were a jumble in his head. Rogue was the first to speak.
"Hello, Remy. You... have grown up a lot since yesterday. Uh... how?"
"Oh, dat. Well, Stormy... she found dis elixer... and it was Sinister... salmonella, non? And den we slept, an' we woke up, an' Beast be hungry, an' Wolvy saw us..." His speech was as jumbled as his thoughts. He was not his charming little self. He had been thrust into puberty, and had had no time to adjust. As soon as he had adjusted to the new hormones in his body, he'd be fine... but now, when he most needed it...
"I guess dat be all." Rogue nodded her head. She had no idea what he just said, but was lost in his face-the face of her lover draped in innocence.
And then Beast looked up. "So, Rogue. Did you two, really?"
"What?" She asked. Gambit looked confused for a second, then he tried to motion for Beast to stop. Too late.
"You know, you and Gambit. Wolvy said you two are hooked up. And that you screwed once."
Rogue's face turned red, and Gambit looked frightened and angry. He wanted to die more at this moment in his life than ever before in his 15 accelerated years of existence.
"Ah... well. One time... we went on a date, maybe. And then... well, sometimes..." She cleared her throat then flew away, leaving poor Gambit to look at her flying away. He then launched himself at Beast, who had thought he was helping things out, trying to work things out between them. It didn't work as planned.
Gambit, tiny compared to Beast, prepared to fight. Beast just tried to stuff another chicken wing down his throat before Gambit tried anything that might delay his lunch. They both took their stance, and locked eyes.
To be continued...
Uh... I don't know. I tried, is all I can say. I really did. Uh... review, but don't be too harsh.
Blimey The Toad
X-Men's Babysitting Adventure 5: Growing Pains
Yeah... dumb title. Screw you, too.
Author: 'Tis I, Blimey The Toad!
Disclaimer: Hey, Marvel, look! I'm not going to give you credit! Hah! Wait... by saying that I just did. Damn.
Gambit awoke the next morning to find that his clothes were stretched tightly around his body, and he felt... longer? Lankier? Well, different, that was for sure.
He looked at his hands and arms and blinked. They were bonier. They had *hair* on them.
"Whoa! Dis no be good. Dere must be some'tin wrong!" He gasped as he heard his tenor voice, which had only yesterday been higher than even the girls on the team. Now he was a afraid. He left quickly for his friends rooms.
**********
Gambit dashed through the door of his good friend Hank's room and let out a squeal. Beast was HUGE. He had grown-a lot-in just a few hours time. His teeth had gotten sharper, his hair bushier.
"Hank! Hank! Look at chu, man! Look in da mirror!"
Hank opened his eyes and looked at his naked body. His rapid growth had caused his clothes to stretch to the point of ripping. "Gad, man! Give a man some privacy!" His voice too had changed. His eyes grew wide in the realization of how much this growth elixer would really change them. They were like this before, but they wanted to stay children. Too late.
"How old do you think I am now, Remy? I must be... oh my stars and garters! I'm damn near twenty, I bet you anything!"
"I be at least 15." He had accumulated some facial hair over the night. Three years worth of puberty of it in an 8 hour period. And the changed weren't only physical, they'd soon realize.
"We gotta get Kurt. Mebbe he know what hap'nin'?"
"Perhaps. Alright. Let's go."
**********
"Kurt!" They both yelled in unison. Kurt had changed the least, it seemed. Seemed, being the key word.
He got up, stretched his arms... then began yelling.
"Get out of my room! Don't you ever knock? Get out! Get out!" He was angry. Just because they were checking up on him.
"What's the matter, Kurt? Don't be no need to go pregnant lady on us, now."
"Vhat?? You have the *nerve* to ask me vhat's the matter? You two just *barge* on in here, unannounced, uninvited..."
And Gambit and Beast quickly made their exit.
**********
"I'm hungry. I feel like I haven't eaten for days."
"I see why. You grown so much, I don't see why you ain' eatin' you're own arm, Bete."
"Well, I guess I..." Gambit zoned out at what Beast was saying as they entered the kitchen. There, in a thin green robe, brown and white-streaked hair framing her fair face, stood the hottest chick he's ever seen. Boy, at this point, he'd like to...
"OH MY GOD!" He hissed, and turned on his heel and dashed from the room. Beast, curious, followed. Rogue just turned, barely even sensing they'd been there, too engrossed in the morning paper (it appeared) but more worried about Gambit. Would he be a child forever? She couldn't possibly have a future with a 5 year old. Damn, she thought. It just ain't fair.
**********
When Beast finally caught up to Gambit, he was sweating profusely, and his mouth hung open.
"Remy, what's the matter? Talk to me, damnit!"
"Mama Rogue... she... she be... really, really hot."
Beast sat there looking at him, then smiled. "So? She is hot. Why you so upset about it?"
"Cause it's Mama Rogue! What if you started thinkin' Jean was hot or somethin'? What then?" Jean had taken a liking to the big blue furball pretty quickly.
Beast sat thinking for a while, then began," Well... if I started liking Jean... probably the first thing that would happen would be Scott kicking my ass."
Gambit laughed in spite of himself. The thought of little Scott trying to kick Beast's ass was too much for him.
Maybe Wolverine would have some advice. Even though their last meeting had been anything but wonderful, he seemed to be the most "in-the-know" to the young boys.
**********
"...So dat's my problem. She just be... hot. And... it don't feel right. I mean, she feel like my mama. She took care a me and stuff. I don' know. It just be so confusing."
Wolvy chuckled. "Gambit, you got any recollection a yer past life? I mean, anything before you became little again?"
"Hmm... non."
"Has anyone told you much about it out?"
"Dey told me 'bout some stuff. Not much."
"Did they tell you that you and Rogue are dating." It was more of a statement than a question. Remy's eyes grew wide.
"Me an' her? You sure bout dat?"
"Yep. In fact, if I'm not mistaken, one time you two even... *did it*."
That was too much for poor Remy. His mouth droppedn open, his eyes grew wider, and he passed out.
Beast couldn't help it. As soon as Remy's blacked-out body hit the floor, so did Hank. He had tears streaming from his eyes, and was laughing so hard he couldn't breathe. Poor Gambit. 15 years old, was 5 yesterday, and is in an intimate relationship today. It was too much.
Logan walked out laughing, pleased greatly with himself. This was nice revenmge against both Gambit *and* Rogue. It was just too damn perfect not to take.
**********
"Remy, I'm *hungry*! Come on, let's go!"
"Non. Non. We would have to pass by da livin' room, and she be in dere! Non."
"I doubt she even knows." Beast tried to reason with him. Damned Logan.
Gambit turned towards him. "Don' know? Don' know! Beast, we had-" his voiced dropped drastically, "-relations."
"So? If you had... *relations* with her, then you're not alone. You have nothing to be embarressed about. You're both involved, right?"
He gulped. "I guess you be right." He sighed. "Let's go eat."
**********
As they walked into the kitchen, Rogue walked in the opposite door to get a glass of Mountain Dew. Remy stopped dead in his tracks, as did Rogue. She hadn't seen him as a teen yet. Beast apparently hadn't noticed anything, and walked on by to the fridge to scout out some pie or left over roast beef.
Oh my god, he was quite an attractive guy at that age, she thought. She felt guilty for feeling this way towards an obviously much younger than her guy.
She so beautiful, it can' be true, Wolvy be lyin', she don' know I know, she so beautiful, what am I gonna do, what am I gonna say... his thoughts were a jumble in his head. Rogue was the first to speak.
"Hello, Remy. You... have grown up a lot since yesterday. Uh... how?"
"Oh, dat. Well, Stormy... she found dis elixer... and it was Sinister... salmonella, non? And den we slept, an' we woke up, an' Beast be hungry, an' Wolvy saw us..." His speech was as jumbled as his thoughts. He was not his charming little self. He had been thrust into puberty, and had had no time to adjust. As soon as he had adjusted to the new hormones in his body, he'd be fine... but now, when he most needed it...
"I guess dat be all." Rogue nodded her head. She had no idea what he just said, but was lost in his face-the face of her lover draped in innocence.
And then Beast looked up. "So, Rogue. Did you two, really?"
"What?" She asked. Gambit looked confused for a second, then he tried to motion for Beast to stop. Too late.
"You know, you and Gambit. Wolvy said you two are hooked up. And that you screwed once."
Rogue's face turned red, and Gambit looked frightened and angry. He wanted to die more at this moment in his life than ever before in his 15 accelerated years of existence.
"Ah... well. One time... we went on a date, maybe. And then... well, sometimes..." She cleared her throat then flew away, leaving poor Gambit to look at her flying away. He then launched himself at Beast, who had thought he was helping things out, trying to work things out between them. It didn't work as planned.
Gambit, tiny compared to Beast, prepared to fight. Beast just tried to stuff another chicken wing down his throat before Gambit tried anything that might delay his lunch. They both took their stance, and locked eyes.
To be continued...
Uh... I don't know. I tried, is all I can say. I really did. Uh... review, but don't be too harsh.
Blimey The Toad