Alright folks this is my first fanfic so tell me if it sucks so I can make it better. That's what readers are for right! J Also you very well know I don't own any X-men characters so don't sue me for the millions I wish I had. Thanks! E-mail: Ishiva10@aol.com
She walked down the hall smiling to herself. Things had been going rather well in the X-Mansion since the Professor's absence. Her Danger Room sessions were better than ever and Cyclops had even complemented her on her hard work. Everyone was getting along good except for one thing. Her and Gambit hadn't been on the best of sides since Joseph had started living with the X-men. They're weren't bad to say the least, they were just awkward times Rogue could do without. But she didn't need to worry about that right now because her birthday was coming up and she wasn't going to let anything ruin it.
"What you smilin' 'bout chere?" a smooth talking accent came from behind her.
"How do ya know Ah'm smilin' Cajun?" Rogue answered.
"I c'n tell by de way you walk. So why you so happy p'tite? Somet'ing happen?" Gambit said walking own the stairs by her side.
"Can a girl jus smile 'cause she wants to without folks thinking something's happening?" she answered annoyed.
"Sure dey c'n, but it's usually non you," he said trying to get to her.
"Listen swamp rat, if you're tryin' to get on mah good side. It ain't workin'."
They both walked into the kitchen at the same time arguing and bickering making them the center of everyone's attention who was sitting at the table. Logan who was leaning against the counter laughed to himself. The two seemed to be more of a married couple everyday he thought. The X-Men watched, as the two fought not noticing that everyone was staring.
"Remy! Ah am not bitter! Ah don't have to be the brightest ray of sunshine ya know."
"I wasn't sayin' you be bitter chere, I was just askin' why de sudden mood change dat's all."
"So now ya sayin' Ah'm moody?" Rogue stamped her foot on the ground with her hands on her hips.
"Rogue, now don' get all out'a control," Gambit said trying to calm her down.
"You wanna see out of control?"
"Ahem!" someone finally interrupted.
Remy and Rogue both turned to see their blue-furred friend Hank standing in the doorway. The two finally became aware of the others staring at them.
"What?" Rogue blurted out in her rude manner.
"Well, if you two could stop arguing for a moment, I'd like to see you in my lab Rogue. I have some news that you will very much enjoy," Hank said.
"What for Hank?" Rogue asked.
"Come to my lab and you shall find out," and with that Hank left the room.
Rogue looked up to Remy for answers, but all she got was him shrugging his shoulders. She stood there for a moment thinking what on earth why Hank would want to see her.
"You wan' me to go wit you chere?" Remy said interrupting Rogue's thoughts.
"Uh, no that's okay. Ah'm sure it's nothin'. Ah'll be right back."
Rogue walked down the long hallways and down to Hank's laboratory. She hadn't the faintest clue what could be the matter. She walked through the doors of the laboratory with it automatically closing behind her.
"Hank? Where are you sugah?" Rogue called making her way back further into the lab.
"Back here Rogue," she heard him call. Rogue found him sitting at a cluttered desk writing done something on one of the pieces of papers that covered his desktop. He glanced up and smiled for a moment then returned to writing. Rogue sat down in a chair and waited for him to finish. After what seemed forever he finally put the pen down.
"Sorry to keep you waiting I just wanted to make sure I had everything in order for you my dear."
"So why have ya called me down here doc?"
"Well Rogue I have found the answer to your prayers."
What to you mean Hank," she said still not understanding.
"What I'm trying to say is that I have found a way for you to make direct skin to skin contact with another living person."