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Note: still not on the boats yet. Going to have to up the rating for this chapter. Oh and me, thank you. You were really helpful with kitty's pet name. Cool, more ppl reviewed. Without further ado- the story!
Beep. Beep! BEEP! BEEEEEEEEEEE- "oh, will ya turn off that alarm already! Ah'll help you pack!" cried rogue. She of course had packed late last night, mainly so no one would find out exactly what she had packed. She fit it all in her black-purple duffel bag. With backpack full of things to do, just in case. Kitty however, well lets just say she needed help opening the zipper of her suitcase right now.
"Kitty, ya really should have packed that last night. Not now, we leave in 4 hours. But we still have to eat, and then YET another meeting with the Prof. monkeys, ya would think he got his message across by now.
"You are like, soooooo lucky!" squealed kitty.
"Beg pardon? That was a fast subject change."
"Those two guys, they are so like, HOT!" replied the bubbly-pink clad girl. "Which is your favorite?"
"Um well Ah like remy, ah think he likes me 'cuz all through out our "discussion of team tactics" he put his hands-" she stopped herself, feeling flustered.
"Oh really? Well, do you think he was like, hitting on you?" asked kitty, pleased to be teasing her about a boy, and not rogue teasing her about lance.
"Well, yeah but Ah don't even know him very well. Pulse, you have lance, AND Kurt, and Ah'm sure that that Russian guy, um something with a p, likes you. I can tell."
"You think? Well any way, don't worry about not knowing them. I'm sure that you will get to know him pretty good on the trip, real good as a matter of fact."
"Kitty! I can't believe you are saying that! You sick, sick uh, person! Ah cant even touch him, 'member?" said rogue, blushing scarlet. But you couldn't see it under her makeup. However, if you looked, you would see her ears turn BRIGHT red.
"Well, yeah, but he looks like, so creative. And besides, you have no adult supervision. Oh um, could you like, help me fit all my stuff into my suit case?" said kitty, realizing that she did need rogue's help with packing, BADLY, and if she humiliated her much more she wouldn't help.
"Ok, if you stop teasing," rogue helped kitty pack all 29 outfits into her suitcase. No mean feat, especially with all the CD's and address books. but finally they were done.
"So which is remy?" asked kitty, still flushed with her victory over a dozen socks.
"The one with the dark glasses. He's also Cajon, we southerners gotta stick together."
"Oh, I thought he was French," said kitty in a small voice.
"Duh, they do speak French, there from Louisiana, descendants from the French people that really did live there way back when. But then napoleon or something sold it to the Americas, but the people didn't wanna give up their heritage so there it goes. They do speak French, but it's with an accent. It more relaxed in my opinion." Said rogue, proud to know something more then kitty. "And they throw the most kickin' parties ever on fat Tuesday. Ah can 'member about a hand full of times I snuck out to go party."
"Say what" said Evan from the door.
"Marty Gras you idiot," snapped rogue.
Todd then walked in. "what about it?"
"It rocks"
"You speak the truth, yo" he walked on by caring a suitcase.
"Like, we're all packed, how about you Evan?" asked kitty
"Yup, I got my moo juice," random stairs of horror from the girls, "and whoppi cushions, zappers, and some black hair die."
"You do know, that milk will go rotten by the time you get on the boat," said rogue backing away from him.
"Nooooooooooooooooooooooooo! -" The cry continued as rogue walked down to the kitchen, her term wasn't up, she still had to make breakfast. "Hope they like grits" muttered rogue under her breath.
By the time she was done cooking every one was sitting talking animatedly to one another. They were all sat by their group mates. There were no more seats open; many of the students were siting on the ground, about half. "Darn" she thought to herself. No one seemed to notice her walking into the room. Except remy, he motioned to her and said:
"Hey chere, come sit over here." He motioned again at the floor in front of his spot on the sofa. She sat down and leaned her head against his knee. He was nice, and he seemed to like her back, not like that traitor Scott. "Deep breaths, 1 2 3." thought rogue, trying not to let her anger show. Remy probably felt her tense up. But he didn't say anything. Really nice. "What exactly is the punishment for killing a crew member?" ray's question threw rogue out of he thoughts. (Yippy! I now know all the names, ::sniff:: but now what can I write my bad spelling off as?)
"you will go on trial in a normal court room. Most likely you will receive a more or less life sentence." Replied a grave Prof.
"oh."
"more or less?" asked Wanda, "rogue, what does that mean? It either is or it isn't."
The set up was to perfect, she couldn't help it. "it means any one but Scott or jean will get 30 years in prison. Unless ya work for misty or mags, then ya will be locked up in a tinny stall with roaches for food and left to rot."
Snort. Giggle. "what about Scott and jean?" asked Wanda, she had shoved her hand over her mouth, and she COULDN'T be seen laughing, even if the group was listing to jean gripe about the amount of money they got.
"then ya get a slap on the wrAhst and get grounded for a week. Unless they kAhll a "bad guy" then they get an allowance raAhse and a trophy" saAhd rogue, she gave a nasty glare at the "lovebAhrds on pot" as she had named them.
Wanda promptly burst out laughing, as did the rest of boat 5, who were eaves dropping. The sight of Wanda laughing was such a rare and never seen before type thing that everyone looked at them. Rogue looked smug, she then glared at the others till the looked back at the Prof.
"ok, next question then," said the Prof.
"when do we come back, were do we meet, and what if we are late?" asked warren.
"in one year, the 3rd of august to be exact. You will have plain tickets sent to you, and you will fly back to NYC. And of course, if you are late you will be flogged within an inch of your life," replied magneto calmly. A few people laughed, but stopped really fast.
"you know what's scary, I don't think he's kidding," said john.
"of coarse he isn't," said Wanda, "I hope he's late."
"ya know, AH was so ready to plant a bomb or something on boat 1, but then AH though: if AH kill bobby, who would help me in my never-ending crusade against preps. AH even have it half finished under my bed," said rogue.
"Mon Deiu, I hope never get mad at me, it must shorten your life span by 10 years," said gambit from above her. "his leg is really warm" thought rogue numbly.
"crikey, same here."
"any other questions?" asked Mystique, she also looked hopeful magneto would be late coming home, what could beat two people she hated getting beat up? Nothing, that's what.
"how will you be paying for all this?" asked bobby.
"well, I invested in a company that makes a part of cell phones, along with the insurance money from the mansion, ops" the Prof. Turned pail.
Rogue muttered something only remy could hear as the room burst out with yells.
"we nearly got killed!"
"We were stranded, homeless, and you weren't there!"
"I lost my lacy red underwear!"
Rogue, Wanda, remy, piotr, john and Jamie laughed so hard the all ended up on the floor. The brother hood laughed so hard the banged their head on various items. The rest of the x men just starred at jean.
"eh-hem, anything else?"
"Yes how will we continue our schooling?" asked Jamie from the floor. The others were still shaking with fits of giggles. Some how Remy's head was on rogue's stomach and Wanda's leg was on john's lap.
"either by your present adult, or in your case I guess we will have to e- mail your assignments. The textbooks will be in the cargo hold. Now if you are done packing, loading your things into the cars, and eating, the I guess you can stay and just talk," the Prof. left, likely to go eat. None of the kids on the floor moved mainly because they couldn't, they were STILL laughing. All, but maybe remy. His hand had moved to a most inappropriate place.
Hi, what do you think? Wanda: you made me laugh? I never laugh. Jean: you humiliated me. Remy: no I'm not that sick! It was her thigh, but you made me sound evil, oh well, finally rogue and me get together. Rogue: why was Ah cooking? Umm, I meant the readers all: oh. W, you will laugh in this series. J: wait till next chapter. R: sorry. Rogue: I'll explain the cooking thing later. What did all you reader people think? I hope not to lame, I also hope It made you smile. Thank you soooooooo much for reviweing, I'll try to make as many updates as I can, not to hard as it's summer and I have 0 social life. Sorry if I got my history wrong, hey rogue isn't a genius, she could have been wrong. Pease tell me what you think.
The (insert word that ends with "lucky").klucky
Note: still not on the boats yet. Going to have to up the rating for this chapter. Oh and me, thank you. You were really helpful with kitty's pet name. Cool, more ppl reviewed. Without further ado- the story!
Beep. Beep! BEEP! BEEEEEEEEEEE- "oh, will ya turn off that alarm already! Ah'll help you pack!" cried rogue. She of course had packed late last night, mainly so no one would find out exactly what she had packed. She fit it all in her black-purple duffel bag. With backpack full of things to do, just in case. Kitty however, well lets just say she needed help opening the zipper of her suitcase right now.
"Kitty, ya really should have packed that last night. Not now, we leave in 4 hours. But we still have to eat, and then YET another meeting with the Prof. monkeys, ya would think he got his message across by now.
"You are like, soooooo lucky!" squealed kitty.
"Beg pardon? That was a fast subject change."
"Those two guys, they are so like, HOT!" replied the bubbly-pink clad girl. "Which is your favorite?"
"Um well Ah like remy, ah think he likes me 'cuz all through out our "discussion of team tactics" he put his hands-" she stopped herself, feeling flustered.
"Oh really? Well, do you think he was like, hitting on you?" asked kitty, pleased to be teasing her about a boy, and not rogue teasing her about lance.
"Well, yeah but Ah don't even know him very well. Pulse, you have lance, AND Kurt, and Ah'm sure that that Russian guy, um something with a p, likes you. I can tell."
"You think? Well any way, don't worry about not knowing them. I'm sure that you will get to know him pretty good on the trip, real good as a matter of fact."
"Kitty! I can't believe you are saying that! You sick, sick uh, person! Ah cant even touch him, 'member?" said rogue, blushing scarlet. But you couldn't see it under her makeup. However, if you looked, you would see her ears turn BRIGHT red.
"Well, yeah, but he looks like, so creative. And besides, you have no adult supervision. Oh um, could you like, help me fit all my stuff into my suit case?" said kitty, realizing that she did need rogue's help with packing, BADLY, and if she humiliated her much more she wouldn't help.
"Ok, if you stop teasing," rogue helped kitty pack all 29 outfits into her suitcase. No mean feat, especially with all the CD's and address books. but finally they were done.
"So which is remy?" asked kitty, still flushed with her victory over a dozen socks.
"The one with the dark glasses. He's also Cajon, we southerners gotta stick together."
"Oh, I thought he was French," said kitty in a small voice.
"Duh, they do speak French, there from Louisiana, descendants from the French people that really did live there way back when. But then napoleon or something sold it to the Americas, but the people didn't wanna give up their heritage so there it goes. They do speak French, but it's with an accent. It more relaxed in my opinion." Said rogue, proud to know something more then kitty. "And they throw the most kickin' parties ever on fat Tuesday. Ah can 'member about a hand full of times I snuck out to go party."
"Say what" said Evan from the door.
"Marty Gras you idiot," snapped rogue.
Todd then walked in. "what about it?"
"It rocks"
"You speak the truth, yo" he walked on by caring a suitcase.
"Like, we're all packed, how about you Evan?" asked kitty
"Yup, I got my moo juice," random stairs of horror from the girls, "and whoppi cushions, zappers, and some black hair die."
"You do know, that milk will go rotten by the time you get on the boat," said rogue backing away from him.
"Nooooooooooooooooooooooooo! -" The cry continued as rogue walked down to the kitchen, her term wasn't up, she still had to make breakfast. "Hope they like grits" muttered rogue under her breath.
By the time she was done cooking every one was sitting talking animatedly to one another. They were all sat by their group mates. There were no more seats open; many of the students were siting on the ground, about half. "Darn" she thought to herself. No one seemed to notice her walking into the room. Except remy, he motioned to her and said:
"Hey chere, come sit over here." He motioned again at the floor in front of his spot on the sofa. She sat down and leaned her head against his knee. He was nice, and he seemed to like her back, not like that traitor Scott. "Deep breaths, 1 2 3." thought rogue, trying not to let her anger show. Remy probably felt her tense up. But he didn't say anything. Really nice. "What exactly is the punishment for killing a crew member?" ray's question threw rogue out of he thoughts. (Yippy! I now know all the names, ::sniff:: but now what can I write my bad spelling off as?)
"you will go on trial in a normal court room. Most likely you will receive a more or less life sentence." Replied a grave Prof.
"oh."
"more or less?" asked Wanda, "rogue, what does that mean? It either is or it isn't."
The set up was to perfect, she couldn't help it. "it means any one but Scott or jean will get 30 years in prison. Unless ya work for misty or mags, then ya will be locked up in a tinny stall with roaches for food and left to rot."
Snort. Giggle. "what about Scott and jean?" asked Wanda, she had shoved her hand over her mouth, and she COULDN'T be seen laughing, even if the group was listing to jean gripe about the amount of money they got.
"then ya get a slap on the wrAhst and get grounded for a week. Unless they kAhll a "bad guy" then they get an allowance raAhse and a trophy" saAhd rogue, she gave a nasty glare at the "lovebAhrds on pot" as she had named them.
Wanda promptly burst out laughing, as did the rest of boat 5, who were eaves dropping. The sight of Wanda laughing was such a rare and never seen before type thing that everyone looked at them. Rogue looked smug, she then glared at the others till the looked back at the Prof.
"ok, next question then," said the Prof.
"when do we come back, were do we meet, and what if we are late?" asked warren.
"in one year, the 3rd of august to be exact. You will have plain tickets sent to you, and you will fly back to NYC. And of course, if you are late you will be flogged within an inch of your life," replied magneto calmly. A few people laughed, but stopped really fast.
"you know what's scary, I don't think he's kidding," said john.
"of coarse he isn't," said Wanda, "I hope he's late."
"ya know, AH was so ready to plant a bomb or something on boat 1, but then AH though: if AH kill bobby, who would help me in my never-ending crusade against preps. AH even have it half finished under my bed," said rogue.
"Mon Deiu, I hope never get mad at me, it must shorten your life span by 10 years," said gambit from above her. "his leg is really warm" thought rogue numbly.
"crikey, same here."
"any other questions?" asked Mystique, she also looked hopeful magneto would be late coming home, what could beat two people she hated getting beat up? Nothing, that's what.
"how will you be paying for all this?" asked bobby.
"well, I invested in a company that makes a part of cell phones, along with the insurance money from the mansion, ops" the Prof. Turned pail.
Rogue muttered something only remy could hear as the room burst out with yells.
"we nearly got killed!"
"We were stranded, homeless, and you weren't there!"
"I lost my lacy red underwear!"
Rogue, Wanda, remy, piotr, john and Jamie laughed so hard the all ended up on the floor. The brother hood laughed so hard the banged their head on various items. The rest of the x men just starred at jean.
"eh-hem, anything else?"
"Yes how will we continue our schooling?" asked Jamie from the floor. The others were still shaking with fits of giggles. Some how Remy's head was on rogue's stomach and Wanda's leg was on john's lap.
"either by your present adult, or in your case I guess we will have to e- mail your assignments. The textbooks will be in the cargo hold. Now if you are done packing, loading your things into the cars, and eating, the I guess you can stay and just talk," the Prof. left, likely to go eat. None of the kids on the floor moved mainly because they couldn't, they were STILL laughing. All, but maybe remy. His hand had moved to a most inappropriate place.
Hi, what do you think? Wanda: you made me laugh? I never laugh. Jean: you humiliated me. Remy: no I'm not that sick! It was her thigh, but you made me sound evil, oh well, finally rogue and me get together. Rogue: why was Ah cooking? Umm, I meant the readers all: oh. W, you will laugh in this series. J: wait till next chapter. R: sorry. Rogue: I'll explain the cooking thing later. What did all you reader people think? I hope not to lame, I also hope It made you smile. Thank you soooooooo much for reviweing, I'll try to make as many updates as I can, not to hard as it's summer and I have 0 social life. Sorry if I got my history wrong, hey rogue isn't a genius, she could have been wrong. Pease tell me what you think.
The (insert word that ends with "lucky").klucky