The Gods Must Be Crazy: Part Two
By: Natalia Melissa Vronsky
Note: This chapter is very short, my apologies to anyone who cares.
I've been watching my nephews and too many different music stations (my sister has mtv2, mtv rock, and much music... I'm in heaven.)
And I keep starting new stories... like my Wonderwall story which I started after this one... and I am finished with that one, but, I need to finish posting it.
I'll either finish the story in the third chapter... or the fourth; it just depends on my muse's mood and mine.
Many thanks to my beta's daisy and cassie as always. Without whom I'd flop like a fish on dry land and die. :)
And thanks to anyone who's read and/or responded to my story.
Disclaimer: Marvel's and Twentieth Century's not mine... So don't sue me! I ain't got no money! And I'm still not quite sure what to think of that whole "marvel approved" site thing.
PLEASE READ AND RESPOND! :)
Okay, here's chapter two...
"We can't do it!" Gabriel yelled. "She has to do it on her own. All mutants have to!"
"But... if she doesn't get control... and soon... she and Remy'll have all kinds of problems!" Moe yelled.
"Yeah... them getting together wasn't our idea." Zoë said angrily.
The two had been arguing with Gabriel for over three hours, trying to get him to call his boss to give them the thumbs up on fixing Marie's powers.
"I'll call him... I hate to bother him for this though."
He picked up the phone. "Yeah... it's me. Moe and Zoë... Yeah... yes... yes Sir... thank you." He hung up.
He looked up at Moe and Zoë.
Marie sat perched on a bar stool, Remy's gloved hand over hers, in a very possessive manner, glaring at the man on her other side, who was bound to drown in his own drool staring at Marie the way he was.
"How 'bout a dance, Pretty?" The guy asked her, smiling defiantly at Remy.
Marie smiled and shook her head no.
The two had rented a small apartment in Texas and had been living there for a few months.
Remy supporting them the only way he knew... stealing.
"I'll have another Bourbon." Remy told the bartender.
"Sure, Rem..." The guy said. He looked at Marie. "Anything for you, Honey?"
"No thanks." She said, with her usual bright smile.
She was so happy... everything in her life seemed perfect.
"Wanna dance, Chere?" Remy asked, hoping off the barstool.
"Sure thing, Sugah." She said, letting him lead her to the dance floor.
"This is it..." Moe said. "It's now... or our small and hairy friend will come and ruin everything."
Logan had left the X-Men to search for Marie, convinced that she had gone with Remy against her will... but he did bang every available woman on his way.
"Yeah... so Remy with have a very strong urge to kiss Marie..."
"Yeah..."
A slow song started and Remy held Marie tight against him, loving the feel of her so close.
They had grown very close, but she usually kept a small distance between them.
She had rested her head on his shoulder and her arms were around his neck, one hand in his hair.
He wasn't sure why, but he'd felt it necessary to tell her about what had happened with the Morlocks.
She'd seemed shocked at first, but she knew that if she'd been in his place, she'd have done the same thing.
Remy pulled away from her a bit and looked her in the eyes.
"Somethin' wrong?" She asked softly.
"Nothin', ma Chere." He practically purred, leaning in closer.
"Uh... Remy..." She said, moving as far back as she could, his grip on her firm.
"Shhh... Chere..." He moved his lips just over hers.
"Please, don't..." But she couldn't seem to move away from him.
"This is it..." Moe said... watching in anticipation.
"Wish I had a camera..." Zoë said jokingly.
Remy felt a pull at him, as though he was being sucked out of his own body...
"Please... please... don't let Remy get hurt..." Marie thought, willing herself not to hurt him.
Marie's eyes snapped open, she'd felt the familiar rush of emotions and memories that weren't her's, but as soon as it had started, it stopped...
And Remy wasn't lying in a coma on the bar's floor.
He was still kissing her.
"Remy..." She jerked away from him. She whispered excitedly, "Ah can touch you!"
"Dat I can see, ma Chere." He said, smile on his face. He was quick to pull his gloves off and caressed her cheek.
Marie closed her eyes, relishing the feel of another person touching her without barriers.
"It's a miracle." She said after a while.
"Nah... it's fate." He said, pulling her tight against him.
"Ah wonder if this means Ah can touch other people too." She said, returning his hug.
"Maybe..." He said, pulling her back to the bar. "Mais, for now... I want y'all t'myself." He quickly paid the bartender.
"Where are we goin'?" She asked innocently.
"Home." Was his reply.
He saw her smile in the dim lit.
I'll get chapter three up soon... school starts for me next week, though... let's hope mummy and daddy come through for my b-day and get me a lap-top so I can write my stories everywhere I go. :)
By: Natalia Melissa Vronsky
Note: This chapter is very short, my apologies to anyone who cares.
I've been watching my nephews and too many different music stations (my sister has mtv2, mtv rock, and much music... I'm in heaven.)
And I keep starting new stories... like my Wonderwall story which I started after this one... and I am finished with that one, but, I need to finish posting it.
I'll either finish the story in the third chapter... or the fourth; it just depends on my muse's mood and mine.
Many thanks to my beta's daisy and cassie as always. Without whom I'd flop like a fish on dry land and die. :)
And thanks to anyone who's read and/or responded to my story.
Disclaimer: Marvel's and Twentieth Century's not mine... So don't sue me! I ain't got no money! And I'm still not quite sure what to think of that whole "marvel approved" site thing.
PLEASE READ AND RESPOND! :)
Okay, here's chapter two...
"We can't do it!" Gabriel yelled. "She has to do it on her own. All mutants have to!"
"But... if she doesn't get control... and soon... she and Remy'll have all kinds of problems!" Moe yelled.
"Yeah... them getting together wasn't our idea." Zoë said angrily.
The two had been arguing with Gabriel for over three hours, trying to get him to call his boss to give them the thumbs up on fixing Marie's powers.
"I'll call him... I hate to bother him for this though."
He picked up the phone. "Yeah... it's me. Moe and Zoë... Yeah... yes... yes Sir... thank you." He hung up.
He looked up at Moe and Zoë.
Marie sat perched on a bar stool, Remy's gloved hand over hers, in a very possessive manner, glaring at the man on her other side, who was bound to drown in his own drool staring at Marie the way he was.
"How 'bout a dance, Pretty?" The guy asked her, smiling defiantly at Remy.
Marie smiled and shook her head no.
The two had rented a small apartment in Texas and had been living there for a few months.
Remy supporting them the only way he knew... stealing.
"I'll have another Bourbon." Remy told the bartender.
"Sure, Rem..." The guy said. He looked at Marie. "Anything for you, Honey?"
"No thanks." She said, with her usual bright smile.
She was so happy... everything in her life seemed perfect.
"Wanna dance, Chere?" Remy asked, hoping off the barstool.
"Sure thing, Sugah." She said, letting him lead her to the dance floor.
"This is it..." Moe said. "It's now... or our small and hairy friend will come and ruin everything."
Logan had left the X-Men to search for Marie, convinced that she had gone with Remy against her will... but he did bang every available woman on his way.
"Yeah... so Remy with have a very strong urge to kiss Marie..."
"Yeah..."
A slow song started and Remy held Marie tight against him, loving the feel of her so close.
They had grown very close, but she usually kept a small distance between them.
She had rested her head on his shoulder and her arms were around his neck, one hand in his hair.
He wasn't sure why, but he'd felt it necessary to tell her about what had happened with the Morlocks.
She'd seemed shocked at first, but she knew that if she'd been in his place, she'd have done the same thing.
Remy pulled away from her a bit and looked her in the eyes.
"Somethin' wrong?" She asked softly.
"Nothin', ma Chere." He practically purred, leaning in closer.
"Uh... Remy..." She said, moving as far back as she could, his grip on her firm.
"Shhh... Chere..." He moved his lips just over hers.
"Please, don't..." But she couldn't seem to move away from him.
"This is it..." Moe said... watching in anticipation.
"Wish I had a camera..." Zoë said jokingly.
Remy felt a pull at him, as though he was being sucked out of his own body...
"Please... please... don't let Remy get hurt..." Marie thought, willing herself not to hurt him.
Marie's eyes snapped open, she'd felt the familiar rush of emotions and memories that weren't her's, but as soon as it had started, it stopped...
And Remy wasn't lying in a coma on the bar's floor.
He was still kissing her.
"Remy..." She jerked away from him. She whispered excitedly, "Ah can touch you!"
"Dat I can see, ma Chere." He said, smile on his face. He was quick to pull his gloves off and caressed her cheek.
Marie closed her eyes, relishing the feel of another person touching her without barriers.
"It's a miracle." She said after a while.
"Nah... it's fate." He said, pulling her tight against him.
"Ah wonder if this means Ah can touch other people too." She said, returning his hug.
"Maybe..." He said, pulling her back to the bar. "Mais, for now... I want y'all t'myself." He quickly paid the bartender.
"Where are we goin'?" She asked innocently.
"Home." Was his reply.
He saw her smile in the dim lit.
I'll get chapter three up soon... school starts for me next week, though... let's hope mummy and daddy come through for my b-day and get me a lap-top so I can write my stories everywhere I go. :)