Time For A Song:

I sing "Who do I own?" You sing "Noone!"

"Who do I own?" (your part) "Who do I own?" (your part)

Good job, you guys! Now who does own them? Speak up. Yes, very good! Marvel! If anyone sues me, despite the fact that I make nada from my creation, Santa will not look kindly upon you come Christmas Eve. And don't noone want dat. Have a great day, and enjoy!

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And now for something completely different:

Chapter 5-And The Story Goes On

"You see," stated Logan, "it makes perfect sense. Rogue-well, the british one, anyways-is a clone! Most likely of Sinister's creation."

"NOOO!"

"What's the matter, gumbo? You think I'm wrong? I'm never wrong." Logan stuck out the claws on his right hand for emphasis. He growled softly.

"Non, homme. I trust you and all, but... if dis be a Rogue clone of Sinister's, den where da real Rouge? Prob'ly wit' Sinister!" *sob*

Logan patted in shoulder and tried to comfort him as best as he could without getting too close. "It's alright, Gambit. There's other fish in the sea-like myself, for instance..."

Gambit broke away from the contact with Wolverine and walloped him in the chin. "Logan, snap out of it, homme!" He seemed to be becoming more irresistable by the minute.

"Damn, that was close. Thanks Gambit. Anyways, let's go find Rogue... maybe the clone can help us on our quest." Gambit decided it was unwise to make any comments on how goofy Logan just sounded, so he just followed him up to clone-Rogue's room.

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*knock knock*
"Wait just a minute, dah-ling. I am on my way."
"Oh, hello Gambit, hello Wolverine. How may I be of service to you this evening?"
"Well, Rogue, we got ourselves some disturbin' business to discuss with you..."

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Clone-Rogue was seriously pissed at being created in a lab by a madman, so she decided to accompany Logan and Gambit on their journey to find Rogue. Sadly, though, she didn't remember anything about her past with Sinister, so she had no leads on where they might find him. However, when they got Jean to do a scan, she caught mental glimpses of a blue-scaled woman with bright red hair...

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Elsewhere...

"Mystique, Ah told ya before, Ah told ya a million times-Ah won't work for ya! Leave me alone, please, for once in m'damn life!"

"Shut up, Rogue. I do it because I love you. So you will give in!"

Rogue just lay in the bed, strapped down, with no idea of where she was. She just hoped that Remy would be able to track her down.

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In the Blackbird...

'Dis been a real weird day. An' ta t'ink dat 'bout a diarrhea I had last Thanksgiving was tha worse thing coulda happen t'me...' He tried to forget that god-awful week when he kept himself locked in his room. The rest of the team thought it was depression. They had no idea.

'Damn. He's still kinda attractive. We gotta solve this mystery, and quick. Can't stand to think one more second about his long, slender, shapely legs and... agh! Boobs, boobs, boobs...'

'How on earth did I end up in such a predicament? Why would anyone want to put my mind into such a body? Just wait until I get my hands on that bastard Sinister and that zany blue-scaled lady. Oh, dear heavens, I broke a bloody nail!'

"How you guys all doin', non? Good?" Both Clone-Rogue and Wolverine glared at him. "I was just tryin' ta break da silence. Give me a break..."

"Well, I think that" (soft lips... boobs boobs boobs) "it's a damn good thing" (luscious ass... boobs boobs boobs) "that Jeannie" (Jean's boobs, Jean's boobs, Jean's boobs) "found Mystique so easy with Cerebro. We gotta get yer" (strong back, cute smile... big, round, firm boobs) "powers back under control."

"That and KILL SINISTER!" Both Gambit and Wolverine looked at Clone-Rogue in a whole new, quite frightening light. They decided to be quiet the rest of the trip.

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Okay, it's short and it's been a really long time since I've posted... but I just got over some god-awful writer's block, and just finished final's in school and graduated from high school yesterday, and have been working mega-overtime at work so I can move into my own apartment in July, so I've been a bit busy. But now school is over, and I swear I will post more often. Especially since my dad got me a computer for a graduation present, and so I don't have to use my grandparent's computer all the time. It's not as funny as it could have been, but I had to get a chapter out. Sorry. But review none-the-less, or else I'll sic Clone-Rogue on you... later, mein comrades! Oh, wait! Hold on... no Mae West this chapter (obviously) but she will make another appearence next chapter! I swear!