The Day That Gambit Was Irresistable III-The Return Of Wolverine

Gambit paced the hall nervously. He didn't want to venture to far away from Rogue in case
she woke up any time soon; However, he needed to find out where Mae West was before the rest
of the team-gulp, the larger men of the team-returned. He shuddered. He begged that Rogue
would protect him. Then his mind wandered to why she was not affected by his super-charm.
*Hmm* he thought, *Perhaps she loves me so much she is unaffected by something as trivial as
pure lust.* He heard the voice of Mae West laughing in his head. *Yes, hun, you just keep on
thinking that.* He was a tad peeved at his newly discovered great grandma. She wasn't really
very nice, he found out, and he had no idea where she was. Until he figured that out, he had
to maintain a distance from everyone. Except Rogue. He smiled to himself. At least he had her...

*Mumble* "Remy? Remy?" He heard Rogue calling his name, and rushed back inside to come to her
aid. However, something was weird about her voice. What was it...?

"Where have you been? I was worried about you, Remy. I had absolutely *no* idea. I was bloody
frantic!"
His jaw dropped, and his eyes went wide. His lovely southern belle had suddenly turned British
sounding. He had an idea that Mama West was up to this. How did she contain such power?

*But Remy, dear* she called to his head. *This is not my doing.* He gulped. She was a vicious
lady, but as far as he had seen, she didn't lie. Why had Rogue suddenly turned so pompous-
sounding then? Yet another question he should find out an answer too... all he needed was more
time. However...

"Remy! Oh, dear! What ever has happened to my voice? This is a preposterous predicament!"
Well, at least she realized what was wrong. However, she was beginning to get a tad tiffed at
her voice. She didn't seem to like it too much. "By the way, my young chap, whatever became of
that Mae West figure that was here a moment ago?"

"Uh... she my gran'ma. Great gran'ma, act'ally. Some kinda charm power family secret blah
blah blah that isn' really lookin' in my favor too much, neh? So... how you feelin', chere?"

"What? I feel grand, I suppose... oh, you mean my new voice! Well, frankly I don't know
*what* to make of it!" She looked like she was considering something a moment, then spoke again
to Gambit. "I don't suppose, chap, that you could teach me to sound like me? I mean, just so
as not to raise suspicion among our fellow X-Men... what was that you said? Ah, yes... neh?"

This didn't seem like too bad of an idea, at least until he figured out how to find Mae West.
Until he could get over this whole in love with Gambit thing, Rogue was his only link to the
outside world. And he set off to teach her how to sound southern.

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Rogue just couldn't get it. Gambit tried his hardest to sound Mississipian, however his cajuny
self just kept pooping out, and Rogue came out sounding like some sort of hick cajun doing a
really bad british accent. She finally got frustrated and dove out of the window into the
sky. Gambit hadn't eaten in what seemed like forever, so he decided to take a chance and go
downstairs to the kitchen. However, he forgot to check his watch... which now showed the time
as 8:45pm.

Gambit strutted throught he kitchen, not seeing anyone, and went straight for the fridge. He
opened it up and began digging through the contents, hoping to find some ham... or corn. A
few rooms away, a short, stocky man sniffed at the air and got a feeling which he'd never felt
for this particular scent before. A certain desire to... *Logan, watch it, man! You've been
hanging around Scott too much. Certainly I don't feel anything for the *cajun*! If I do, it's
his fault... it has to be. Better go kick his butt.* As his mind wandered to thoughts of
Gambit's butt in a non-kicking way, Logan got even angrier at himself, but more so at Gambit for
making him feel it. He quickly made his way to the kitchen to beat the poor unsuspecting Gambit
down.

Gad... yes, I know I promised more Gambit-lovin' action this chapter, but I did some more plot
stuff instead, so HAH! Anyways, I PROMISE this time, though... next chapter. Yep. Plus,
sorry about Rogue... I couldn't help it. I just wanted to write a british accent, so I threw
in a plot twist. Sorry... well, who do you think did it? Do you know?!?! I don't... yet. Or
do I? You won't know until next chapter... also, review. Please? With butter and cheese and
bacon bits (hold the chives) on top? I beg of thou! Anyways... do you hate what I've done
with it? Any ideas? Let me know in a what? A review! (or an e-mail... whichever is fine...)