Disclaimer: not a thing. Sorry.

Note: sorry I took so long. And sorry if I screwed up the costumes, I only saw the last 10 edited minuets of RHPS, don't you hate it when your parents take an interest in what you watch? Plz read my after note. Other wise you might get all ticked at me and I don't want that.

(Due to my stupidity magenta is the maid and Columbia is that red head chick, I forgot their name. Sorry if I got it backwards. Damn, I apologize for a lotta stuff)

"I can not believe you did that!" shouted peter. As you may know, peter is normally a very sweet calm guy. Now he was rather steamed, and at his two comrades.

"Why are you so ticked at us?" asked peter. It was approximately 3 days after they had sent the letter. It probably just got there. Even mail within the city took long to deliver. So they had been together for about 1 week. (5 hours 31 minuets and 54, no wait, 49 seconds. Sorry, john was a little off.))

"You might of given away or position!"

"Relax homme, we sent it from Detroit, now we're in NYC, how could dey tell where we are now?" asked Remy.

"Well, all the same they know we have her now!" said peter. He was a little calmed down now.

"That was the point peter. We wanted them not to worry, if they were at all, and we wanted to say "f*** of losers." Said john.

"'Sept with out the f***, said rogue from behind them. She was wearing a long coat and her normal sneakers. God knows what was on under the coat. It was 10:45 and all the boys were in pj's. Well, their version of i. Sweat pants seemed to be the staple.

Remy and john looked in her direction and then continued the argument. Peter didn't look up at all.

"But what if they come looking for her?" he asked. He wasn't so much angry anymore; it wasn't like they insulated his sister or anything.

"Why would dey?" asked Remy, "if dey wanted her on the team so much why did dey leave her and why wouldn't dey come back and try again?"

"Because they are stupid."

"We already know that peter, so what's done is done let it go," said john.

"Did you not think about rogue at all?" asked john as though he was determined to find something wrong with what they did.

"Um, yeah, she helped us write it," said john a little confused.

"What about mental scars and stuff?" asked peter.

"Beg you pardon mate," said john.

"Did you think about how much emotional damage you could have caused her?"

"Ya do know ah am still in the room."

"You could have gone and re opened old wounds-"

"Say WHAT?" shouted rogue. Her head snapped up for some reason. Peter seemed to be ignoring her. For whatever reason I don't know but it was really annoying.

"Created emotional scars, she could need COUNSILING, or THERPY!" said peter. Now he seemed to have fuel for his side, even if it was wrong.

"Padna, she insane with or with out the letter."

SMACK!

"Heeeeeeeeeeeey," rogue backhanded his head. You could hear the THUNK from across the room.

"Owwwwwwww," john and peter continued the argument.

Rogue smiled a little and leaned over to him, "oh Ah'm sorry, poor baby," she muttered. She hugged him and patted his head.

He smirked.

She blushed.

He pulled her onto his lap and they watched the fight.

About 15 minuets later it was all over. John had won, but they did have to promise not to contact them again. This applied to all the boys, because why would rogue write to them. She did, she gave kitty and bobby her e-mail address, they had promised not to give it to the others. Except maybe Jamie and Sam and Kurt. They were all right.

Now rogue sat up.

"Now I ya don't mind Ah gotta go some where," she grabbed a bag and headed out the door.

"Oh no ya don't." they all jumped up.

"Where are you going?" "What's in the bag?" "And what's with the coat?" were some of the questions.

"The movies; rice, bred, a wig and noise makers; its cold out there and Ah don't want ta walk around at night in this."

"Dey're playing RHPS?" asked Remy.

"Yup, if ya wanna come get ready now," said rogue.

"Who are you going as?" Remy asked.

"Magenta, from that dinning scene," she said calmly.

"Damn,"

"Pardon?"

"Was hopping for another scene is all," he answered as he tramped off to his room to get ready. In a matter of seconds he was back out dressed in very strange clothes. His hair was in a ponytail and he was wearing random strange pieces of brown clothing. There wasn't a lot to say except he was Riff-Raff. John said he couldn't go, he had a date with some waitress, and peter said he wouldn't partake in such foolish actives.

They walked down the rode to the theater they talked about stuff you wouldn't think they would.

"Ok, so if ya had ta gore you eyes out with something on the dinner table, which thing would ya pick?" asked rogue.

"A steak fork, Remy tink' it gives a much cooler visual for all the people sitting around you, what would you pick?" he said.

"Ah would go with a melon baler, that way they keep their shape so ya can put them in a jar for a hundred years ta scare the shit outta somebody that should find them."

"Point, but I still say a fork would go better."

"This is one my old room mate used to ask: if ya were stuck o n a little island for a yeah, what CD would ya bring?"

"Da last thing on remy's mind would be his music selection."

"That's more or less what I said, but then she asked- HOLLY SNAP!!"

"Huh? That isn't even a question," said Remy confused. But rogue pulled him into an ally. She let out a stream of curse words that could blister a battle ship. Remy looked at her impressed, but she motioned to the people that were walking by the ally.

Sure enough it was the brother hood. Pietro was frankie, Wanda was Columbia, lance was rocky and Todd was dressed as one of the spectators when rocky was unveiled.

The two of them had to clime up a fire escape to not be seen. It would likely cause a huge fight/scene if they saw Remy. An even bigger fight/scene if they were seen together.

They sat up there on the roof for a little while.

"What time does the move start?" asked Remy.

"Midnight, they start letting people in at 11:30, in 20 minuets," she was a little miffed that they couldn't go.

"Ok, so in 30 minuets I think we should just go down, if we don't act a suspicious they wont even notice us. Why should dey, ya know?"

"Yeah ok, sounds like a plan," she started unbuttoning her coat.

"So, what do ya wanna do for da next 30 minuets?" rogue came down and sat on his lap, her coat was open and all Remy could think about was how pretty she was.

She smiled.

She pulled out a scarf.

He kissed her.

It was 2 in the morning; peter was still up waiting for his friends. Not only that but there was a really cool marathon of movies on.

Two of his friends walked in the door, he couldn't help but notice they were holding hands. He smiled to himself and turned back to his movie. If they expected him to believe they had gone to the moves at all, then he would have to laugh in their faces.

He also couldn't help to laugh at john when he came home, apparently he and his date went to the same move they other tow were supposed to go to. He had on fishnets and enough makeup to sink a barge.

"I live with a bunch of insane freaks," muttered peter, "and it is awesome."

Hi all, somewhat important note. This will be the last chapter in this story. Not in all, but next time I will have a different story thing. Mainly because it isn't my fav thing to see a story with 20 deferent chapters. No body really wants to read those. I know it's a stupid reason, and I'm sorry. Its not dead, just gunna be spaced out. Plz give some new ideas on titles. I suck so hard at those, and if you wanna see some more things happen to tese poor guys tell me! I gotta go.

Klucky