Disclaimer: I don't own a darn thing, not x men evo, and not anything else
you recognize here. I don't own twister, god knows who actual does. Likely
some old dead guy. I don't own game boy advances. I do own one, but not he
rights for them so don't sue. I don't own the others, somebody rich does. I
don't even own the main idea for the first part of the chapter. Persephone
does. Oh yeah, you know what's coming.
Note: my sunburn has healed, so I am much happier. This means I will put more humor into it, and torturing jean is my favorite way of doing so. And loads more flirting.
"So chere, what did ya want to talk to Remy 'bout?" asked Remy. He was trying to stall, at least until his accomplice would come back. They had it all worked out.
Rogue just looked at the stars. She didn't blink. He stood up walked over to the end of the boat. He tied on a sizeable spotlight to it. Rogue didn't stop looking at the stars, but then she said, "what did ya do that for? Now ah cant see the sky properly." She continued looking at the sky, even though she just said she couldn't see them as good.
"Mais beb, (well dear,) wit' dese stupid glasses gambit cant see a ting' wit' out putting a light on it."
"Then why don't ya just take them off?" asked rogue. The shades had to go in her opinion, they reminded her too much of Scott, and that just wouldn't do.
"Mais, remy-"
"Hey you guys!" Jamie had just walked into the ring of light cast by the lamp. He was carrying a few little boxes; the bottom was the biggest of them all.
"I couldn't sleep, you know how it is, I guess it takes time to adjust to the moving bed and stuff, do you guy's want to play a game?" asked Jamie, this was going to get interesting.
"Um, sure Jamie," said rogue. She let out an internal sigh of relief, being with remy was so awesome, but being all-alone at night with a guy she hardly knew, well, especially when he had that look in his face. "What game do ya wanna play?"
"Life?"
"Boring" answered rogue.
"Monopoly?"
"All the money will blow away."
"Pretty, pretty princes?" rogue just starred at him. "Well, other then that all I have left is twister." Rogue shot a look backwards at remy, he didn't seem to stunned by this, in fact he seemed a little nervous. But it was well hidden. +Wonder what that means+ thought rogue.
"So rogue, HELLO! You in there?!?" Jamie waved his hand in front of her skyward facing face. That seemed to be a habit of hers, when she was thinking she would look to the stars, as though for ideas.
"so chere, ya wanna play or what?" asked remy.
"ok, who is gunna play?
"well, I'm out," said Jamie, rogue looked at him, "if I take a fall we are going to have about 50 more of me, and we just don't have room on this thing for that many little Jamie clones running around."
"so it's just gunna be you and meh?" she asked a little nervous herself.
"If dats ok wit' you Sugarbee?" asked remy.
+Sugarbee???? Ok that is a little weird, but sweet ah think.+ "ah guess so, ah mean we gotta stay out here till morn, why not have somthin' ta do? But, if you're playin' with me, then who is gunna steer?"
"remy could put it on automatic pilot, er um, captain." Said remy.
"why didncha put it on that in the first place so we could just go ta sleep?" asked rogue slightly indigent.
+merd, she's mad. Might as well tell da truth+ "chere, it ain't all dat safe to leave it on for too long. What if it short circuited, or we hit an iceberg or something? Do ya want a repeat of the titanic goin' here chere?" "ah don't think there are any ice bergs out here."
"but do you want to risk it?" asked Jamie, they had forgotten he was there. Jamie cursed himself, "I mean, could you live through "I'm flying jack! I'm flying!" I know I couldn't."
"ah don't think anyone here is that whack," said rogue.
"why not? It be fun chere," said remy "now, we gunna play dat game or not?" rogue threw one more look at each of them to try and find out what this was about. No such luck.
"fine, what the hell?"
"now dats the spirit!" said remy, way more exited then he was showing.
"k, rogue you go first," Jamie had set up the mat and was sitting Indian style on one of the chairs. He spun the spinner, it was going to land on right foot on blue, but with his little magnet he moved it to right foot on red. He had "doctored", if you will, the game. He had a little magnet tied to his finger, and another little magnet glued to the bottom of the spinner. He was setting them up. "left foot on red" he said, he showed it to her, he knew she would be expecting him to cheat. She put her left foot on the second red dot. (an/ this is a special board. It has the colors left to right going: green, yellow, red, and blue. There are 5 dots in each row. It starts with the ones closest to Jamie, I will try to # them if it helps at all.) she was facing Jamie, watching him so he couldn't cheat, or so she thought. he spun the spinner again.
"ok remy, right foot on blue," said Jamie. He didn't even have to set that one up. (b1) he spun it again for rogue. "ok, rogue, right foot on green," she did this, still facing Jamie. (g2) yet again the little spinner spun. "remy, left foot on red" he did so. He was standing back to Jamie, facing rogue. His feet were close together.
"gawd Cajon, could ya get a little more creative then that?" said rogue, teasing that his pose was so boring.
"gambit will chere, promise," he said smirking. +oh crap+ thought rogue. + he wouldn't. would he? He would. Oh crap. +
"um," said Jamie, he didn't want to break into their conversation but he did have to, "rogue, um hi, yeah. Left hand on blue." Ok, she could do two things, she could lean forward. But that would not only make it way hard to reach any other color, but it would involve sticking her butt in the air. Not the thing to do with this guy around. Her one other option was-
"dang chere! How did ya do dat?" asked remy in awe. She had fallen backward to put her hand on the very last blue she could. She was in an arc from one end to another. It didn't look too comfy, but it was perfect for what was to happen next.
"remy, left hand on yellow." He could do two things as far as he could tell. He could put his hand down by his foot, but that would be boring, and to get to the next he would have to lie over rogue to get it. Oh well.
"ok, ah know y'all are setting this up against me."
"now chere, what makes you tink' dat?" said remy, his face was right above her stomach. He could get closer, but that would scare the living daylights out of her. So he kept his distance. For now.
"ahem, rogue, right hand on yellow," said Jamie. She moved her hand of her stomach and onto a dot level with her other hand. (y5) Jamie spun the spinner one more time, right hand on green, no in this lifetime Mr. board. "remy, right foot on yellow," Jamie hid a smile, he was good at this. Now all he had to do was get Wanda and john together, but what about Sam? He was sure he could come up with an answer to it in time.
Remy moved his foot to a yellow dot. His leg was right in-between rogue's to spread ones. +Ok, now dis is fun+ thought remy. Rogue shrank down a little. Not so much as she was any nearer to the mat, but enough to try not to touch his leg. Why she was doing this she didn't know, he was way hot, and he obviously liked her if he went through all this trouble. And she couldn't lie, she liked him back, but this was too much for her. He was joking with her. He was just being mean.
"rogue, left hand on red," said Jamie. It brought all three out of little dreams, and their thoughts. Rogue moved her hand to a dot right behind her head. She needed more support, holding this pose wasn't easy for such a long time.
"remy, right hand on blue," this did it. He lowered himself down nearer to her. Their bodies were about two inches apart. It was exhilarating and terrifying all at once for rogue. +ohgawd,ohgawd.+
"rogue, left hand on yellow, oh wait you already have that. so remy right foot on blue, no wait you have that to." after that no one was really paying attention to the spinner. Remy moved his leg up a dot, they were quit tangled up together. Rogue shut her eyes, god yes she was scared, but it was so nice. He wouldn't hurt her on purpose, least he would try. He put his head near her ear and started talking to her in French. She got most of it, thanks to her French classes. What she did get made her blush slightly, remy smiled. Never before had he had to work so hard at getting a girl to like him. Well, this time WAS different, the girl wasn't just something he could use, she was someone he cared for. Someone who needed to be cared for. He knew it sounded lame, but her last crush betrayed her so badly. well, it was up to him to show her that not every male was a scum-sucking loser. He moved his head closer to her neck-
at that exact instant rogue fell over. It is a hard pose to keep, and with most all of someone else's weight on her, not going to happen. They both shook with laughter, neither got up. Jamie was nowhere to be seen.
Jean torture time!!!
Jean was sitting on board her boat. Thanks to the professor it was furnished with most anything they could possibly ask for. She was just siting there getting a tan. Then tabby walked up.
"you know, you really should put on some sunscreen," said tabby. She walked over and put some on herself. She then sat down three seats over from jean and started playing her game boy advance. She had turned the sound all the way up and set it on the most obnoxious tune she could find. She saw jean shudder at the music. It was just that bad.
"could you turn that rotten thing down?!?" said jean in a snotty voice, "or better yet, go somewhere else and wake me up in thirty minuets," she then waved at tabby like she was some kind of stray dog, "go on now, shoo!"
tabby walked down to the game/fun/rec./whatevertheheckyouwanttocallit room. She and bobby and Todd were going to have a scary movie marathon. Scott and storm were asleep, as they would have tonight's watch, and every one had told them to go some place and shut up. Well, storm had said "could you go have some quite fun someplace else?" then she recommended the movie idea. She wasn't bad, really nice actually. They weren't about to slime her or anything.
Half way through the third movie, (the others) tabby got up and said, "do ya guys think she is cooked enough?"
"naw," said bobby looking up from the horror filled screen, "we need to teach her about the harms of the UV rays. Even if it kills us."
"or her," said Todd. Every one laughed. About 5 horrifying hours later they herd a shrike. At first they didn't notice. Lots of people screamed in these types of movies. Then it drew nearer. A bright red jean appeared at the door.
"what did you do to me?!?!" she screamed.
"nothing jeany-poo. And don't scream so much you will wake up sto- ah, to late."
Scott and storm ran into the room. Scott ran over to her and put his arm around her. She screamed again. (that HURTS!!!!)
"ok, my poor child!" cried storm, "how much sunscreen did you put on? None? Well, then what did you expect to happen? Go take a cold shower then put on this," she handed jean a bottle of aloe, "it will help. Now I am going to go back to sleep." Storm walked of, Scott ran from the room as jean chucked several items at him for touching her burnt skin.
"hey, didntcha put something in Jean's soap or something?" asked tabby suddenly remembering.
"no, it was in her conditioner, don't you remember?" said Todd.
"has she used it yet?" asked tabby, looking a little concerned.
"nope" said bobby.
"okey-dokey," said tabby, realizing that if she tried to save the girl, she would probably be killed.
All three kids turned back to the TV, waiting for the REAL ear-shattering scream that was soon to come from the bathroom.
What-do-ya think? Sorry I took so long, my darn brothers wouldn't stop playing their stupid racing games. They can waste all day doing that. Oh well. I really like using ideas you cool reader people give me and here is an example. Hope y'all liked it. I also hope I didn't over do it in that twister scene. This chapter was so much fun to write, even if I did actually have to look up what colors and how many dots are on a tister mat. (I might have gotten the order wrong, sorry) I don't actually own that game, I always manage to fall flat on my rear or have someone else fall and rip it. Now jean is going to have a real good reason to be called "red" hehe. and um, did you people see that pic of rogue in her new normal people clothes it's all purple and not very Goth, but she looks good. Give me some feed back, and tell me what you want to see, because I like using ideas that I'm to dumb to come up with.
Klucky
PS, did I already say this? I don't know but I'm going to just in case --- there is going to be a new female charter on the show, and the morlocks are going to come out (they made up most of them DARN WB TO THE NETHER WORLD!!!!!!) and so is poccy.
PSS, were bobby and Emma frost ever dating? I know he dated someone that had a lot of hate towards him later on. I hope they bring that chick out. I like bobby, and how better to get a person some airtime then by bringing on their crazed-pysico-homisidal-maniac-girlfriend? I can't think of a better way.
Note: my sunburn has healed, so I am much happier. This means I will put more humor into it, and torturing jean is my favorite way of doing so. And loads more flirting.
"So chere, what did ya want to talk to Remy 'bout?" asked Remy. He was trying to stall, at least until his accomplice would come back. They had it all worked out.
Rogue just looked at the stars. She didn't blink. He stood up walked over to the end of the boat. He tied on a sizeable spotlight to it. Rogue didn't stop looking at the stars, but then she said, "what did ya do that for? Now ah cant see the sky properly." She continued looking at the sky, even though she just said she couldn't see them as good.
"Mais beb, (well dear,) wit' dese stupid glasses gambit cant see a ting' wit' out putting a light on it."
"Then why don't ya just take them off?" asked rogue. The shades had to go in her opinion, they reminded her too much of Scott, and that just wouldn't do.
"Mais, remy-"
"Hey you guys!" Jamie had just walked into the ring of light cast by the lamp. He was carrying a few little boxes; the bottom was the biggest of them all.
"I couldn't sleep, you know how it is, I guess it takes time to adjust to the moving bed and stuff, do you guy's want to play a game?" asked Jamie, this was going to get interesting.
"Um, sure Jamie," said rogue. She let out an internal sigh of relief, being with remy was so awesome, but being all-alone at night with a guy she hardly knew, well, especially when he had that look in his face. "What game do ya wanna play?"
"Life?"
"Boring" answered rogue.
"Monopoly?"
"All the money will blow away."
"Pretty, pretty princes?" rogue just starred at him. "Well, other then that all I have left is twister." Rogue shot a look backwards at remy, he didn't seem to stunned by this, in fact he seemed a little nervous. But it was well hidden. +Wonder what that means+ thought rogue.
"So rogue, HELLO! You in there?!?" Jamie waved his hand in front of her skyward facing face. That seemed to be a habit of hers, when she was thinking she would look to the stars, as though for ideas.
"so chere, ya wanna play or what?" asked remy.
"ok, who is gunna play?
"well, I'm out," said Jamie, rogue looked at him, "if I take a fall we are going to have about 50 more of me, and we just don't have room on this thing for that many little Jamie clones running around."
"so it's just gunna be you and meh?" she asked a little nervous herself.
"If dats ok wit' you Sugarbee?" asked remy.
+Sugarbee???? Ok that is a little weird, but sweet ah think.+ "ah guess so, ah mean we gotta stay out here till morn, why not have somthin' ta do? But, if you're playin' with me, then who is gunna steer?"
"remy could put it on automatic pilot, er um, captain." Said remy.
"why didncha put it on that in the first place so we could just go ta sleep?" asked rogue slightly indigent.
+merd, she's mad. Might as well tell da truth+ "chere, it ain't all dat safe to leave it on for too long. What if it short circuited, or we hit an iceberg or something? Do ya want a repeat of the titanic goin' here chere?" "ah don't think there are any ice bergs out here."
"but do you want to risk it?" asked Jamie, they had forgotten he was there. Jamie cursed himself, "I mean, could you live through "I'm flying jack! I'm flying!" I know I couldn't."
"ah don't think anyone here is that whack," said rogue.
"why not? It be fun chere," said remy "now, we gunna play dat game or not?" rogue threw one more look at each of them to try and find out what this was about. No such luck.
"fine, what the hell?"
"now dats the spirit!" said remy, way more exited then he was showing.
"k, rogue you go first," Jamie had set up the mat and was sitting Indian style on one of the chairs. He spun the spinner, it was going to land on right foot on blue, but with his little magnet he moved it to right foot on red. He had "doctored", if you will, the game. He had a little magnet tied to his finger, and another little magnet glued to the bottom of the spinner. He was setting them up. "left foot on red" he said, he showed it to her, he knew she would be expecting him to cheat. She put her left foot on the second red dot. (an/ this is a special board. It has the colors left to right going: green, yellow, red, and blue. There are 5 dots in each row. It starts with the ones closest to Jamie, I will try to # them if it helps at all.) she was facing Jamie, watching him so he couldn't cheat, or so she thought. he spun the spinner again.
"ok remy, right foot on blue," said Jamie. He didn't even have to set that one up. (b1) he spun it again for rogue. "ok, rogue, right foot on green," she did this, still facing Jamie. (g2) yet again the little spinner spun. "remy, left foot on red" he did so. He was standing back to Jamie, facing rogue. His feet were close together.
"gawd Cajon, could ya get a little more creative then that?" said rogue, teasing that his pose was so boring.
"gambit will chere, promise," he said smirking. +oh crap+ thought rogue. + he wouldn't. would he? He would. Oh crap. +
"um," said Jamie, he didn't want to break into their conversation but he did have to, "rogue, um hi, yeah. Left hand on blue." Ok, she could do two things, she could lean forward. But that would not only make it way hard to reach any other color, but it would involve sticking her butt in the air. Not the thing to do with this guy around. Her one other option was-
"dang chere! How did ya do dat?" asked remy in awe. She had fallen backward to put her hand on the very last blue she could. She was in an arc from one end to another. It didn't look too comfy, but it was perfect for what was to happen next.
"remy, left hand on yellow." He could do two things as far as he could tell. He could put his hand down by his foot, but that would be boring, and to get to the next he would have to lie over rogue to get it. Oh well.
"ok, ah know y'all are setting this up against me."
"now chere, what makes you tink' dat?" said remy, his face was right above her stomach. He could get closer, but that would scare the living daylights out of her. So he kept his distance. For now.
"ahem, rogue, right hand on yellow," said Jamie. She moved her hand of her stomach and onto a dot level with her other hand. (y5) Jamie spun the spinner one more time, right hand on green, no in this lifetime Mr. board. "remy, right foot on yellow," Jamie hid a smile, he was good at this. Now all he had to do was get Wanda and john together, but what about Sam? He was sure he could come up with an answer to it in time.
Remy moved his foot to a yellow dot. His leg was right in-between rogue's to spread ones. +Ok, now dis is fun+ thought remy. Rogue shrank down a little. Not so much as she was any nearer to the mat, but enough to try not to touch his leg. Why she was doing this she didn't know, he was way hot, and he obviously liked her if he went through all this trouble. And she couldn't lie, she liked him back, but this was too much for her. He was joking with her. He was just being mean.
"rogue, left hand on red," said Jamie. It brought all three out of little dreams, and their thoughts. Rogue moved her hand to a dot right behind her head. She needed more support, holding this pose wasn't easy for such a long time.
"remy, right hand on blue," this did it. He lowered himself down nearer to her. Their bodies were about two inches apart. It was exhilarating and terrifying all at once for rogue. +ohgawd,ohgawd.+
"rogue, left hand on yellow, oh wait you already have that. so remy right foot on blue, no wait you have that to." after that no one was really paying attention to the spinner. Remy moved his leg up a dot, they were quit tangled up together. Rogue shut her eyes, god yes she was scared, but it was so nice. He wouldn't hurt her on purpose, least he would try. He put his head near her ear and started talking to her in French. She got most of it, thanks to her French classes. What she did get made her blush slightly, remy smiled. Never before had he had to work so hard at getting a girl to like him. Well, this time WAS different, the girl wasn't just something he could use, she was someone he cared for. Someone who needed to be cared for. He knew it sounded lame, but her last crush betrayed her so badly. well, it was up to him to show her that not every male was a scum-sucking loser. He moved his head closer to her neck-
at that exact instant rogue fell over. It is a hard pose to keep, and with most all of someone else's weight on her, not going to happen. They both shook with laughter, neither got up. Jamie was nowhere to be seen.
Jean torture time!!!
Jean was sitting on board her boat. Thanks to the professor it was furnished with most anything they could possibly ask for. She was just siting there getting a tan. Then tabby walked up.
"you know, you really should put on some sunscreen," said tabby. She walked over and put some on herself. She then sat down three seats over from jean and started playing her game boy advance. She had turned the sound all the way up and set it on the most obnoxious tune she could find. She saw jean shudder at the music. It was just that bad.
"could you turn that rotten thing down?!?" said jean in a snotty voice, "or better yet, go somewhere else and wake me up in thirty minuets," she then waved at tabby like she was some kind of stray dog, "go on now, shoo!"
tabby walked down to the game/fun/rec./whatevertheheckyouwanttocallit room. She and bobby and Todd were going to have a scary movie marathon. Scott and storm were asleep, as they would have tonight's watch, and every one had told them to go some place and shut up. Well, storm had said "could you go have some quite fun someplace else?" then she recommended the movie idea. She wasn't bad, really nice actually. They weren't about to slime her or anything.
Half way through the third movie, (the others) tabby got up and said, "do ya guys think she is cooked enough?"
"naw," said bobby looking up from the horror filled screen, "we need to teach her about the harms of the UV rays. Even if it kills us."
"or her," said Todd. Every one laughed. About 5 horrifying hours later they herd a shrike. At first they didn't notice. Lots of people screamed in these types of movies. Then it drew nearer. A bright red jean appeared at the door.
"what did you do to me?!?!" she screamed.
"nothing jeany-poo. And don't scream so much you will wake up sto- ah, to late."
Scott and storm ran into the room. Scott ran over to her and put his arm around her. She screamed again. (that HURTS!!!!)
"ok, my poor child!" cried storm, "how much sunscreen did you put on? None? Well, then what did you expect to happen? Go take a cold shower then put on this," she handed jean a bottle of aloe, "it will help. Now I am going to go back to sleep." Storm walked of, Scott ran from the room as jean chucked several items at him for touching her burnt skin.
"hey, didntcha put something in Jean's soap or something?" asked tabby suddenly remembering.
"no, it was in her conditioner, don't you remember?" said Todd.
"has she used it yet?" asked tabby, looking a little concerned.
"nope" said bobby.
"okey-dokey," said tabby, realizing that if she tried to save the girl, she would probably be killed.
All three kids turned back to the TV, waiting for the REAL ear-shattering scream that was soon to come from the bathroom.
What-do-ya think? Sorry I took so long, my darn brothers wouldn't stop playing their stupid racing games. They can waste all day doing that. Oh well. I really like using ideas you cool reader people give me and here is an example. Hope y'all liked it. I also hope I didn't over do it in that twister scene. This chapter was so much fun to write, even if I did actually have to look up what colors and how many dots are on a tister mat. (I might have gotten the order wrong, sorry) I don't actually own that game, I always manage to fall flat on my rear or have someone else fall and rip it. Now jean is going to have a real good reason to be called "red" hehe. and um, did you people see that pic of rogue in her new normal people clothes it's all purple and not very Goth, but she looks good. Give me some feed back, and tell me what you want to see, because I like using ideas that I'm to dumb to come up with.
Klucky
PS, did I already say this? I don't know but I'm going to just in case --- there is going to be a new female charter on the show, and the morlocks are going to come out (they made up most of them DARN WB TO THE NETHER WORLD!!!!!!) and so is poccy.
PSS, were bobby and Emma frost ever dating? I know he dated someone that had a lot of hate towards him later on. I hope they bring that chick out. I like bobby, and how better to get a person some airtime then by bringing on their crazed-pysico-homisidal-maniac-girlfriend? I can't think of a better way.