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limited to x men evo, bubble boy, and wolf tower)
Note: sorry to leave you hanging but I need to check in on the other boats. Double thanks to Sujakata, who said to go read my fic in he ubber cool story "It's Just a Phase". Warning, we have some REALLY strong Remy/rogue stuff going on, not really awful, but be warned.
"DRAKE!!" boomed jean.
"what?" said bobby, trying and failing terribly at sounding innocent.
"don't you "what" me you icy little [filthy word]!"
"uh! Jean! Go wash your mouth out with soap," said bobby smiling. She had used the slimy conditioner. It made her hair look all green and it smelled awful.
She pointed to her hair, "you did this to me you [filthy word]! You're such a [really filthy word]! You and that [extra filthy word] put something in my shampoo!"
"we didn't do nothing to your shampoo." said bobby, in truth it was her conditioner that he had filled with Todd's slime.
"you lying [extra extra filthy word]! I know you and that rogue [filthy word klucky didn't even know until now] have been doing all these things to me!" she was practically in tears looking at her disgusting hair.
At that moment storm came in. she knew what jean had done to rogue but the professor threatened her into silence. Ever scene then she was willing to cover up for the torture that jean was going to be put through, that is until jean came clean and apologized to rogue. She was mad about the whole thing but she was fair.
"this [beyond filthy and into disgusting word]" she said pointing to bobby, "he, he, he-"
"is getting even?" said storm helpfully.
Jean turned a nasty shade to mach her sickening hair. She started gaping at storm. She knew? How was that possible? Every one was supposed to believe her! She was perfect! She was the best! She was the angel of the instute! How could storm believe the [ubber nasty word that ends with in'] devil child?
"ok, fine," she walked of to the bathroom. She was going to wash her hair until it came clean. It was to take the better of 4 hours. Todd's slime is supper sticky.
"um, Mrs. Storm lady person?" asked tabby.
"yes my child," said storm smiling.
"why didn't you fricassee us?" said tabby a little nervous.
"I suppose I should explain something to you," said storm. She and the younger mutants all sat down on the Italian leather couch. She told them about the drugs, jean, rogue, Scott, and the professor.
"ok, lemmy get this strait, yo," said Todd. "you believed her," storm nodded, "and you didn't do anything?!?"
storm blushed then said, "well, he was blackmailing me."
"how could he do that? I doubt you ever did anything that bad as too not right this horrible wrong. Why didn't you do anything, yo?" asked Todd again.
"I did do something that bad, but I don't want to talk about it so let it go," said storm sternly.
"ok, storm, you can go do whatever now. We gotta talk this out. Suddenly finding out that an angel is a [bobby's turn for filthy worlds]." Storm walked out, she knew what they were going to do, and she wanted no part of it.
"so jean is a loser?" asked tabby, "I mean more then we knew she was before."
"yeah, apparently that's it, yo." Said Todd.
"come in strips, come in over," said bobby into the walky-talky's he and rogue had brought. They were supper powerful, forge himself had made them. He got no answer.
"hey, come in already roguey!" he half shouted.
"where exactly is she? You know, what country?" asked tabby.
"near Japan and china and stuff, yo," said Todd.
"oh, well then it's the way early morning over there, and I know I wouldn't want to wake up the girl if I were you bobby," said tabby talking the walky- talky out of his hand and putting it down on the counter.
"I just want to say I'm sorry for not helping her out, she's one of my best friends."
Boat 3
Pietro was getting bored. He had tried to run off, but found he was simply to far out to sea. He had gotten stuck on a really small island. There he had rested and then ran/swam back before they realized he had tried to escape. As you are not aloud to lose a teammate, they tied him to a chair until he was calm enough to not try to run away again. So here we find the poor speed daemon, with his arms tied to the chair and his feet tied together. Jubilee was watching him, making sure he wouldn't try to break his bonds and run again.
"YouDon'tUnderstandGirl!" yelled Pietro sadly, "I'mSoBoredHere!"
"now, now speedy. I'm sure we can find something to keep you entertained," she said sweetly.
"WhatCanKeepMeFromBeingBoredOnSuchALongTrip?" asked Pietro pathetically.
Jubilee walked over to him, she sat down on his lap, kissed his forehead, then asked, "are you bored now?"
Pietro, for once in his life couldn't think of anything to say.
Now, what you people really want. Boat 5! Bought time to.
"oh no!" said Jamie. He was so terrified that he had just killed his friend.
Remy didn't stop to think, he grabbed a rope and jumped of the edge. He found her in about a second, she was doing alight but it was way to hard for even her to climb up back onto the boat. Remy handed her the rope and they both climbed back onboard. She flomped down on the deck coughing. Remy leaned against the mast for support. When his pulse went back to normal he walked over to check on his girlfriend. She was all right, just a little miffed about being suddenly tossed into the ocean.
Jamie ran over to her, "oh god, rogue! I'm so sorry! I-I-I didn't want to- I didn't mean-"
"Jamie, chill! Its ok, ah'm ok! Calm down before you have a heart attack!" cried rogue. "ah'm ok, just wet and salty is all."
"you sure?" asked Jamie looking scared.
"ah'm fine, ah know you don't have control over your powers yet. Hey, ah don't ether. Now, lemmy dry my clothes off. She had been wearing her usual top, but the sheer fabric was purple, and she wasn't wearing a skirt and tights, but really tight cut off shorts and socks that almost went to the bottom of the black denim shorts. She took off her sheer, socks, shoes and all her Jewry. Jamie had turned back to his game so he didn't have to watch is she showed off for Remy. Remy, was in fact pulling of his T-shirt and shoes and socks. They both walked down to the showers.
Remy was back up in 15 minuets he was really glad he hadn't been wearing his coat when he jumped in. he was wearing it now, along with a black button up shirt and blue jeans. But rogue of course was taking a little longer. She had taken a normal shower, then she walked across the hall in a towel to get a new outfit as her clothes would be most uncomfortable, even if they were dry. When she opened the door to her room she was glad she had opened it quietly and not very far. Wanda and john were in there, it didn't look like they wanted to be disturbed. +damn+ she thought, +what the hell am ah supposed to wear?+ she went back to the bathroom.
Back on the top deck Jamie asked, "you don't think anything happened to her do you?"
"naw, Remy think she is bein' a femm and is takin' a long time in the shower," responded Remy.
"maybe you should go check on her," said Jamie smiling.
"k, da things Remy do for ya Podna," he chuckled to himself as he walked down to the girls room. He took a little peek inside and shut the door quickly. He didn't want to be the one that broke them up.
He walked back up to talk to Jamie, "hey, I don tink' she is gunna be able to go back to sleep."
"why not?" he asked looking confused, was she seasick or something?
"um, dere's sommat else goin' on in her room, not da kind o ting' you want ta walk in on."
"oh, does that mean I can go to sleep, or better yet go watch some movies or something?" asked Jamie. Staying up here all night was way boring.
"sure, but could ya change that water filter ting' den stay down dere," said Remy.
"k by me," said Jamie happy he could go do something interesting.
Remy walked into his room, he was careful not to wake up Sam, the only person in the whole crew that would be getting any sleep tonight. He grabbed a stretched out T-shirt for her, then he grabbed some shorts, and he didn't want to seem like a perv or something. He walked down to the girl's bathroom.
"hey chere, can I come in?" he asked innocently.
She opened the door a crack, "can ah help ya?" she asked really embarrassed.
"naw, but Remy tink's he can," he said smirking.
"oh, does he now? How?" she asked annoyed at the moment.
"mais, he brought you dese," he said smiling like a tomcat.
"thanks" she muttered bright red in the face. She changed then went back out onto the deck.
"hey chere, ya look, um really good," he said tingeing pink, she looked really hot.
She smirked and said "ok, ah'm not wearing any makeup, ah wanna see what yur eyes look like," she said sitting down next to him.
"sorry beb, can't do dat," he answered. +why is she sitting so close?+
Little did he know that she was going to make him show her his eyes, any way she could, well short of zapping him.
"ah'm gunna make ya, ya know," she purred hugging him.
"oh really, how ya gunna do dat?" he asked.
"oh, you'll see," she shifted her position. She was now straddling his legs. She sat down near his knees, she put her hands palm down a little further up his legs. She leaned her head right into his face and purred, "please," he shook his head.
"naw chere, you cant make me, and Remy really does like dat position," he smirked widely, so did she.
She slid her whole body up his legs, so she was right up against him. She opened up his coat, then started to unbutton his shirt. She opened this up to, under it was a thin under shirt. She was grinning like a cat in a fish market. Remy shifted his weight underneath her. +boy, ya made me feel all uncomfortable, now take a little of yur own medicine+ she lifted this up to and traced his muscles with her glove-clad finger. +nice chest+ she couldn't help thinking. She finished and put his shirt down and just wrapped her arms around his chest and rested her head on him.
Remy took deep breaths, his pulse was going back down. So this is what she had planed. She was just going to get him so horney that he would do anything she wanted. Yeah right, what else could she do? At that moment he found out. He nearly jumped out of his skin. Was she kissing him?!? She was! She was kissing his chest through his undershirt. And these weren't little innocent pecks either, these were the kind where she was getting his shirt all wet, he groaned. She smiled. This went on for at least 10 minuets, it was hard to believe she had social alienation. She was just that good at it. Remy moaned again, she was down at his abb's now. Ok, well now she was done. What else could she do? He was sad, yes, but oh so happy. This was veritable torture, he had had his hands up on the top of the chair so he wouldn't suddenly grab her legs and get knocked out.
Rogue to had noticed that she was running out of shirt. Then she had an idea. As she reached the hem of his shirt she took her hands away from his back and brought them down to his pants, she started to unbutton his jeans until-
"ok! Merd chere! Alright, alright remy'll show you his eyes, now backup!" she complied. She went back to her original position of sitting on his knees. He took off his glasses and looked into her unblinking eyes.
Downstairs, even over the sound of "bubble boy" Jamie heard an audible gasp.
Hey people! Um to all you cool people that live overseas too, no, I live in Japan on a military base and the only cartoons I get to watch are the ones I like to call "bargain bin cartoons". This part of the story really had no point except I wanted to show that rogue isn't supper scared of "sorta touching" any more, and that she gets to see his eyes now. I admit I took the whole [filthy word] thing from a book called wolf tower, it's by Tanith Lee. I might just do something like having them find a new mutant and have that mutant decide to come with them (this new mutant would have little purpose but to hook up with Sam and/or Jamie, I might make two.) she (sorry, I don't think either of them are gay) could sleep in the storage room, I bet the people could make a good enough bed-type room for her/them. If you fell you want to submit one to me, I'd much oblige. If not, I do have some ideas. Keep telling me what you think, or I will be so sad I might cry and short out my keypad, thus stopping all new posts. Umm, a root beer float made with sprit instead. Yummy, ::walks off to go eat it:: Klucky
Note: sorry to leave you hanging but I need to check in on the other boats. Double thanks to Sujakata, who said to go read my fic in he ubber cool story "It's Just a Phase". Warning, we have some REALLY strong Remy/rogue stuff going on, not really awful, but be warned.
"DRAKE!!" boomed jean.
"what?" said bobby, trying and failing terribly at sounding innocent.
"don't you "what" me you icy little [filthy word]!"
"uh! Jean! Go wash your mouth out with soap," said bobby smiling. She had used the slimy conditioner. It made her hair look all green and it smelled awful.
She pointed to her hair, "you did this to me you [filthy word]! You're such a [really filthy word]! You and that [extra filthy word] put something in my shampoo!"
"we didn't do nothing to your shampoo." said bobby, in truth it was her conditioner that he had filled with Todd's slime.
"you lying [extra extra filthy word]! I know you and that rogue [filthy word klucky didn't even know until now] have been doing all these things to me!" she was practically in tears looking at her disgusting hair.
At that moment storm came in. she knew what jean had done to rogue but the professor threatened her into silence. Ever scene then she was willing to cover up for the torture that jean was going to be put through, that is until jean came clean and apologized to rogue. She was mad about the whole thing but she was fair.
"this [beyond filthy and into disgusting word]" she said pointing to bobby, "he, he, he-"
"is getting even?" said storm helpfully.
Jean turned a nasty shade to mach her sickening hair. She started gaping at storm. She knew? How was that possible? Every one was supposed to believe her! She was perfect! She was the best! She was the angel of the instute! How could storm believe the [ubber nasty word that ends with in'] devil child?
"ok, fine," she walked of to the bathroom. She was going to wash her hair until it came clean. It was to take the better of 4 hours. Todd's slime is supper sticky.
"um, Mrs. Storm lady person?" asked tabby.
"yes my child," said storm smiling.
"why didn't you fricassee us?" said tabby a little nervous.
"I suppose I should explain something to you," said storm. She and the younger mutants all sat down on the Italian leather couch. She told them about the drugs, jean, rogue, Scott, and the professor.
"ok, lemmy get this strait, yo," said Todd. "you believed her," storm nodded, "and you didn't do anything?!?"
storm blushed then said, "well, he was blackmailing me."
"how could he do that? I doubt you ever did anything that bad as too not right this horrible wrong. Why didn't you do anything, yo?" asked Todd again.
"I did do something that bad, but I don't want to talk about it so let it go," said storm sternly.
"ok, storm, you can go do whatever now. We gotta talk this out. Suddenly finding out that an angel is a [bobby's turn for filthy worlds]." Storm walked out, she knew what they were going to do, and she wanted no part of it.
"so jean is a loser?" asked tabby, "I mean more then we knew she was before."
"yeah, apparently that's it, yo." Said Todd.
"come in strips, come in over," said bobby into the walky-talky's he and rogue had brought. They were supper powerful, forge himself had made them. He got no answer.
"hey, come in already roguey!" he half shouted.
"where exactly is she? You know, what country?" asked tabby.
"near Japan and china and stuff, yo," said Todd.
"oh, well then it's the way early morning over there, and I know I wouldn't want to wake up the girl if I were you bobby," said tabby talking the walky- talky out of his hand and putting it down on the counter.
"I just want to say I'm sorry for not helping her out, she's one of my best friends."
Boat 3
Pietro was getting bored. He had tried to run off, but found he was simply to far out to sea. He had gotten stuck on a really small island. There he had rested and then ran/swam back before they realized he had tried to escape. As you are not aloud to lose a teammate, they tied him to a chair until he was calm enough to not try to run away again. So here we find the poor speed daemon, with his arms tied to the chair and his feet tied together. Jubilee was watching him, making sure he wouldn't try to break his bonds and run again.
"YouDon'tUnderstandGirl!" yelled Pietro sadly, "I'mSoBoredHere!"
"now, now speedy. I'm sure we can find something to keep you entertained," she said sweetly.
"WhatCanKeepMeFromBeingBoredOnSuchALongTrip?" asked Pietro pathetically.
Jubilee walked over to him, she sat down on his lap, kissed his forehead, then asked, "are you bored now?"
Pietro, for once in his life couldn't think of anything to say.
Now, what you people really want. Boat 5! Bought time to.
"oh no!" said Jamie. He was so terrified that he had just killed his friend.
Remy didn't stop to think, he grabbed a rope and jumped of the edge. He found her in about a second, she was doing alight but it was way to hard for even her to climb up back onto the boat. Remy handed her the rope and they both climbed back onboard. She flomped down on the deck coughing. Remy leaned against the mast for support. When his pulse went back to normal he walked over to check on his girlfriend. She was all right, just a little miffed about being suddenly tossed into the ocean.
Jamie ran over to her, "oh god, rogue! I'm so sorry! I-I-I didn't want to- I didn't mean-"
"Jamie, chill! Its ok, ah'm ok! Calm down before you have a heart attack!" cried rogue. "ah'm ok, just wet and salty is all."
"you sure?" asked Jamie looking scared.
"ah'm fine, ah know you don't have control over your powers yet. Hey, ah don't ether. Now, lemmy dry my clothes off. She had been wearing her usual top, but the sheer fabric was purple, and she wasn't wearing a skirt and tights, but really tight cut off shorts and socks that almost went to the bottom of the black denim shorts. She took off her sheer, socks, shoes and all her Jewry. Jamie had turned back to his game so he didn't have to watch is she showed off for Remy. Remy, was in fact pulling of his T-shirt and shoes and socks. They both walked down to the showers.
Remy was back up in 15 minuets he was really glad he hadn't been wearing his coat when he jumped in. he was wearing it now, along with a black button up shirt and blue jeans. But rogue of course was taking a little longer. She had taken a normal shower, then she walked across the hall in a towel to get a new outfit as her clothes would be most uncomfortable, even if they were dry. When she opened the door to her room she was glad she had opened it quietly and not very far. Wanda and john were in there, it didn't look like they wanted to be disturbed. +damn+ she thought, +what the hell am ah supposed to wear?+ she went back to the bathroom.
Back on the top deck Jamie asked, "you don't think anything happened to her do you?"
"naw, Remy think she is bein' a femm and is takin' a long time in the shower," responded Remy.
"maybe you should go check on her," said Jamie smiling.
"k, da things Remy do for ya Podna," he chuckled to himself as he walked down to the girls room. He took a little peek inside and shut the door quickly. He didn't want to be the one that broke them up.
He walked back up to talk to Jamie, "hey, I don tink' she is gunna be able to go back to sleep."
"why not?" he asked looking confused, was she seasick or something?
"um, dere's sommat else goin' on in her room, not da kind o ting' you want ta walk in on."
"oh, does that mean I can go to sleep, or better yet go watch some movies or something?" asked Jamie. Staying up here all night was way boring.
"sure, but could ya change that water filter ting' den stay down dere," said Remy.
"k by me," said Jamie happy he could go do something interesting.
Remy walked into his room, he was careful not to wake up Sam, the only person in the whole crew that would be getting any sleep tonight. He grabbed a stretched out T-shirt for her, then he grabbed some shorts, and he didn't want to seem like a perv or something. He walked down to the girl's bathroom.
"hey chere, can I come in?" he asked innocently.
She opened the door a crack, "can ah help ya?" she asked really embarrassed.
"naw, but Remy tink's he can," he said smirking.
"oh, does he now? How?" she asked annoyed at the moment.
"mais, he brought you dese," he said smiling like a tomcat.
"thanks" she muttered bright red in the face. She changed then went back out onto the deck.
"hey chere, ya look, um really good," he said tingeing pink, she looked really hot.
She smirked and said "ok, ah'm not wearing any makeup, ah wanna see what yur eyes look like," she said sitting down next to him.
"sorry beb, can't do dat," he answered. +why is she sitting so close?+
Little did he know that she was going to make him show her his eyes, any way she could, well short of zapping him.
"ah'm gunna make ya, ya know," she purred hugging him.
"oh really, how ya gunna do dat?" he asked.
"oh, you'll see," she shifted her position. She was now straddling his legs. She sat down near his knees, she put her hands palm down a little further up his legs. She leaned her head right into his face and purred, "please," he shook his head.
"naw chere, you cant make me, and Remy really does like dat position," he smirked widely, so did she.
She slid her whole body up his legs, so she was right up against him. She opened up his coat, then started to unbutton his shirt. She opened this up to, under it was a thin under shirt. She was grinning like a cat in a fish market. Remy shifted his weight underneath her. +boy, ya made me feel all uncomfortable, now take a little of yur own medicine+ she lifted this up to and traced his muscles with her glove-clad finger. +nice chest+ she couldn't help thinking. She finished and put his shirt down and just wrapped her arms around his chest and rested her head on him.
Remy took deep breaths, his pulse was going back down. So this is what she had planed. She was just going to get him so horney that he would do anything she wanted. Yeah right, what else could she do? At that moment he found out. He nearly jumped out of his skin. Was she kissing him?!? She was! She was kissing his chest through his undershirt. And these weren't little innocent pecks either, these were the kind where she was getting his shirt all wet, he groaned. She smiled. This went on for at least 10 minuets, it was hard to believe she had social alienation. She was just that good at it. Remy moaned again, she was down at his abb's now. Ok, well now she was done. What else could she do? He was sad, yes, but oh so happy. This was veritable torture, he had had his hands up on the top of the chair so he wouldn't suddenly grab her legs and get knocked out.
Rogue to had noticed that she was running out of shirt. Then she had an idea. As she reached the hem of his shirt she took her hands away from his back and brought them down to his pants, she started to unbutton his jeans until-
"ok! Merd chere! Alright, alright remy'll show you his eyes, now backup!" she complied. She went back to her original position of sitting on his knees. He took off his glasses and looked into her unblinking eyes.
Downstairs, even over the sound of "bubble boy" Jamie heard an audible gasp.
Hey people! Um to all you cool people that live overseas too, no, I live in Japan on a military base and the only cartoons I get to watch are the ones I like to call "bargain bin cartoons". This part of the story really had no point except I wanted to show that rogue isn't supper scared of "sorta touching" any more, and that she gets to see his eyes now. I admit I took the whole [filthy word] thing from a book called wolf tower, it's by Tanith Lee. I might just do something like having them find a new mutant and have that mutant decide to come with them (this new mutant would have little purpose but to hook up with Sam and/or Jamie, I might make two.) she (sorry, I don't think either of them are gay) could sleep in the storage room, I bet the people could make a good enough bed-type room for her/them. If you fell you want to submit one to me, I'd much oblige. If not, I do have some ideas. Keep telling me what you think, or I will be so sad I might cry and short out my keypad, thus stopping all new posts. Umm, a root beer float made with sprit instead. Yummy, ::walks off to go eat it:: Klucky