Yo! I guess I'm as slow as I tihnk I am. I missed a lot of sleep for this guys, but I don't mind right now. I hope ai don't get tarred and feathered for this. I own everything, but only the stuff you don't recognize. I don't own X-men Evolution, or any Beatles songs I degraded by mentioning here. If I did, I wouldn't have Floppy disk problems, that's for sure.
Onward with the story!
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"Wait! Rogue, Logan promised he'd pick us up in about two minutes. Remember?" Kurt said, glad to finally be getting back to the institute.
"Great!" Rogue said, for once in this story actually happy about someone's news, then she remembered Wanda. "Wait, Ah doubt he'll take ya to the Brothahhood dump. Sorry."
[Like I need a ride from these losers.]
"It's okay, I'm not going back there anyway." Wanda said as she headed back to the lair. It has very little effect on the story, but she royally trashed the place, and Magneto was forced to move his hideout _again_. He was less than pleased, especially since his own plan had led to the destruction of his lair (and other things that happen in this story probably didn't help).
Anyway, Kurt and Rogue head back to the entrance.
Gambit woke up, and his first thought was, 'I'm not dead.' His second thought was, 'where'd everyone go?' He was still in the doorway of the cell he'd passed out in, and was not very clear on current events. Lucky for him Sabretooth was there to set him straight. (I'm evil to this poor guy.)
"Hey, what're you doin'? You're s'posed to be goin' after the boss' kids. I gotta break Pietro out with out messin' up the wood door. Honestly, I'm goin' to Harry's to get plastered, and you're doin' my job, or Magneto's gonna be down one pain in the ass Cajun, understood?"
Usually anyone talking to Gambit like this found out two things very quickly. One being, he always had a deck of cards with in reach. The second was this is a very bad thing for anyone threatening him. However, currently he was groggy, and not quite himself yet, so he silently glared at his oppressor, who had already turned around to drink his body weight in vodka.
Gambit muttered about hating his job while he got up to chase the others. Then he got an idea. Why should he stay here when there was a kind-hearted bald guy waiting to give him a Sabretooth-free home? Hadn't Magneto said that the x-men wanted to live in peace with Humanity? Did it matter to him what the hell happened to anyone up here but himself? He finally decided with a little charm, and a little luck, and a whole lot of timing he could make his plan work.
So While Gambit took the easy way out of his dead-end job, Kurt and Rogue were trying to figure out where their ride was.
"Where the heck is Logan? Since when is he late when he thinks we're doin' somethin' wrong?"
"I am the eggman, they are the eggmen, I am the walrus coo coo ca chu. . ."
"Do ya have to sing Beatles songs at every available moment?"
"Nein, only when I'm waiting for somesing. Don't worry leibshen, I'm sure he's on his way. Police man sitting, silly little please men in a row. . ."
"Great, Ah'm stuck wit' de freakin' Walrus." [At least he ain't singin' 'You Know Mah Name, Look up the Number' anymore. An' he's completely avoided the Ballad of John an' Yoko. Wait, did I just say 'de'? Did Ah just think I? Man, Ah hate the male mind.]
"Hey, Rogue, that guy you tried to kill is coming this way." Kurt watched his new-found sister's expression carefully. She didn't seem surprised. This almost disturbed him, but he decided not to comment on it.
"Who else is wit' him?" Rogue asked, more than a little perturbed that the guy was awake and she still had to deal with his accent and mind. The latter was the worst part she decided. But, she would also have his powers. Kurt was very worried for Rogue's sanity when he saw 'The Worlds Most Evil Smile' (tm) on Rogue's face.
"No one, could at least decide on one accent, please?" Kurt said, in a failed attempt to stop the evil smile that made the Jack Nickelson version of the Shining look like Barney and Friends.
"Sorry. Is Logan comin'?" The evil smile was still there, and Kurt knew that the best thing to do would be to let her beat the guy up and get it out of her system.
"Nein. I'll cover for you if he comes."
"He was followin' us, right?" Rogue was using a tactic that she'd learned from Bobby. Always check with your alibi, so that you have the same story. Consequently, the part of her that was now Gambit agreed.
"Ja, from what I saw."
Rogue smiled evilly. "Time fo' a little revenge."
Rogue walked in to the woods by the path that led to the front gate. She was at most five feet to the right of the path, but she was hidden, and got there before Gambit, which was the important part. She waited until he was in range, and threw a lightly charged rock at him. he looked up, and all he could do was think, [you knew she'd be pissed, but not that she'd have yo' powers. I t'ink Bucket boy shoulda warned us 'bout dis one. Bastard. Remember de plan]
Rogue watched him, and saw what she pretty much expected, a little surprise, but mainly he was looking for her. She moved silently forward a little, and the left about a foot, which put her six feet from the path, but closer to her prey. He pulled out a playing card (five of hearts if you're curious) but doubted he'd use it.
He jumped back when he was hit by a rock, which seemed to have slightly more charge than the one before it, since it was enough to make him almost lose his footing. He would have fallen flat on his arse, if not for the rock that Rogue had to run to thrown behind him, knocking him forward, and resulting in him being flat on his face on the ground.
Rogue watched him carefully, but to be sure he didn't get up and find her, she kept throwing slightly charged objects around him. The object was to scare the crap out of him, and she was doing an excellent job. She stopped to find more rocks and things, and then she looked at him, I mean ya know, really looked at him, and decided that he wasn't too bad. [at least it's a cute ass Ah'm kickin'. Wait, did Ah just think that, or did this guy's over-active hormones think it for me? Who cares, not like Ah'm gonna ask him out anytime soon]
However, despite her assurance to herself that Gambit's rampant cuteness (should this be AU?) didn't matter, she didn't throw anything else.
Gambit looked up, and made a slightly convincing show of being confused and relieved. In actuality, he was thanking God for his charm powers. ['round me even de mos' cold-hearted ice queen doesn' stand a chance. Damn I'm good.]
"Glad to see you remember me." He said lifting his head up and smiling in her general direction.
"Shut up. Ah'm in control here, got it?" Rogue said, glaring holes through her adversary, who was now standing up.
[Kinky] "Yeah, I understan'" He said, putting his hands up, and dropping the card he'd had ready. He had one up his sleeve, just in case, but no need for her to know that.
"An' pull your sleeves up. Ah see any cards in your hands, an' Ah'll see how destructive yo' powers can be, understan'?" Rogue said with her borrowed 'I'm De Bes' Grin' (tm), watching him panic for the shortest moment. He did one better than pull up his sleeves, he took off his trench coat. This would seem to be a good thing if he'd tried it on anyone but Rogue with him in her head. She cleared her throat in such a way as to let him know that if he didn't put the cards back there would be trouble. He tried his charm again, but since Rogue had moved (did I mention that? Well she did), she only got hit with a little, and was still in her right mind. "Put it down, an' step away from it. Ah wanna see your hands while you do it too." He knew that she thought she had him, so he played along. It was his goal to get her to trust him, and being stubborn now wouldn't help.
"I doan' wanna hurt you, cherie. De opposite in fact, I wanna join de x-men."
Whatever reason Rogue thought he would give her, it obviously wasn't that. She really didn't trust him now, and would have told him that, had Kurt not chosen that moment to 'port next to her. The sound and sulfur alerted Gambit to her position, and he listened, and used a _very_ heavy dose of charm in Rogue's direction.
"I hate to interrupt, but Scott says to we're leaving now, and I don't want you left behind. You can mess with him later."
"Okay. . . Hold on. Scott?"
"Ja, apparently Heir Logan Became really young really fast, or he sent Scott after us for whatever reason."
"Who're you two talkin' 'bout?" Gambit hated not knowing, and being curious made you seem sincere. This he new from excess experience.
"Was? Okay, since when are you two being civil" Kurt was genuinely shocke. He had thought the lull in activity was mercy, not endearment.
"He says he wants ta be an x-man." Kurt was lucky he'd finished his orange juice two hours before that anouncment, because had he been drinking it, he would have either spit it out on Rogue or choked on it.
"Really?" It was all he could think to say.
"Yeah. I can answer for myself." He was a litle perturbed that Rogue had deigned to answer fro him, and wanted to know why.
"I wouldn't believe you. Rogue, what if it's a trap?" He knew that things like this did happen, even if they had no proof of it yet. He also thought maybe she remembered coming from the brotherhood to the x-men, and her judgemnet was affected by this. In truth half of Rogue wouldn't trust him as far as she could throw him (and she couldn't even lift him),
"Ah ain't promisd him anything yet. I was just gonna leave him to tell ya the truth."
This hit Gambit very hard. Either she was bluffing (and what good was that), or she had seriously not been charmed by him. He'd sent enough charm her way to make any of the other x-girls swoon, but she wanted to leave him behind? [Damn, I got my work cut out for me.] This was almost unheard of. He didn't think of the possibility that because she was attracted to him she wanted to leave him.
"Okay, I think the prof. would want us to trust him unless we're given a deffinite reason not to. Do you have any?"
"Yes!"
***
Thanks to my stupid disk, this story's updates have a possibility of being far between. DOn't flame me for leaving you hanging! I can't resolve every chapter, and a cliffhanger keeps people interested.
Review!
Peace and Love,
Panther Nesmith
"Oh for Pete's sake, would you stop referrin' to yourself in the damn third person!"/Rogue-the Family tree has root rot. (read it!)
Onward with the story!
***
"Wait! Rogue, Logan promised he'd pick us up in about two minutes. Remember?" Kurt said, glad to finally be getting back to the institute.
"Great!" Rogue said, for once in this story actually happy about someone's news, then she remembered Wanda. "Wait, Ah doubt he'll take ya to the Brothahhood dump. Sorry."
[Like I need a ride from these losers.]
"It's okay, I'm not going back there anyway." Wanda said as she headed back to the lair. It has very little effect on the story, but she royally trashed the place, and Magneto was forced to move his hideout _again_. He was less than pleased, especially since his own plan had led to the destruction of his lair (and other things that happen in this story probably didn't help).
Anyway, Kurt and Rogue head back to the entrance.
Gambit woke up, and his first thought was, 'I'm not dead.' His second thought was, 'where'd everyone go?' He was still in the doorway of the cell he'd passed out in, and was not very clear on current events. Lucky for him Sabretooth was there to set him straight. (I'm evil to this poor guy.)
"Hey, what're you doin'? You're s'posed to be goin' after the boss' kids. I gotta break Pietro out with out messin' up the wood door. Honestly, I'm goin' to Harry's to get plastered, and you're doin' my job, or Magneto's gonna be down one pain in the ass Cajun, understood?"
Usually anyone talking to Gambit like this found out two things very quickly. One being, he always had a deck of cards with in reach. The second was this is a very bad thing for anyone threatening him. However, currently he was groggy, and not quite himself yet, so he silently glared at his oppressor, who had already turned around to drink his body weight in vodka.
Gambit muttered about hating his job while he got up to chase the others. Then he got an idea. Why should he stay here when there was a kind-hearted bald guy waiting to give him a Sabretooth-free home? Hadn't Magneto said that the x-men wanted to live in peace with Humanity? Did it matter to him what the hell happened to anyone up here but himself? He finally decided with a little charm, and a little luck, and a whole lot of timing he could make his plan work.
So While Gambit took the easy way out of his dead-end job, Kurt and Rogue were trying to figure out where their ride was.
"Where the heck is Logan? Since when is he late when he thinks we're doin' somethin' wrong?"
"I am the eggman, they are the eggmen, I am the walrus coo coo ca chu. . ."
"Do ya have to sing Beatles songs at every available moment?"
"Nein, only when I'm waiting for somesing. Don't worry leibshen, I'm sure he's on his way. Police man sitting, silly little please men in a row. . ."
"Great, Ah'm stuck wit' de freakin' Walrus." [At least he ain't singin' 'You Know Mah Name, Look up the Number' anymore. An' he's completely avoided the Ballad of John an' Yoko. Wait, did I just say 'de'? Did Ah just think I? Man, Ah hate the male mind.]
"Hey, Rogue, that guy you tried to kill is coming this way." Kurt watched his new-found sister's expression carefully. She didn't seem surprised. This almost disturbed him, but he decided not to comment on it.
"Who else is wit' him?" Rogue asked, more than a little perturbed that the guy was awake and she still had to deal with his accent and mind. The latter was the worst part she decided. But, she would also have his powers. Kurt was very worried for Rogue's sanity when he saw 'The Worlds Most Evil Smile' (tm) on Rogue's face.
"No one, could at least decide on one accent, please?" Kurt said, in a failed attempt to stop the evil smile that made the Jack Nickelson version of the Shining look like Barney and Friends.
"Sorry. Is Logan comin'?" The evil smile was still there, and Kurt knew that the best thing to do would be to let her beat the guy up and get it out of her system.
"Nein. I'll cover for you if he comes."
"He was followin' us, right?" Rogue was using a tactic that she'd learned from Bobby. Always check with your alibi, so that you have the same story. Consequently, the part of her that was now Gambit agreed.
"Ja, from what I saw."
Rogue smiled evilly. "Time fo' a little revenge."
Rogue walked in to the woods by the path that led to the front gate. She was at most five feet to the right of the path, but she was hidden, and got there before Gambit, which was the important part. She waited until he was in range, and threw a lightly charged rock at him. he looked up, and all he could do was think, [you knew she'd be pissed, but not that she'd have yo' powers. I t'ink Bucket boy shoulda warned us 'bout dis one. Bastard. Remember de plan]
Rogue watched him, and saw what she pretty much expected, a little surprise, but mainly he was looking for her. She moved silently forward a little, and the left about a foot, which put her six feet from the path, but closer to her prey. He pulled out a playing card (five of hearts if you're curious) but doubted he'd use it.
He jumped back when he was hit by a rock, which seemed to have slightly more charge than the one before it, since it was enough to make him almost lose his footing. He would have fallen flat on his arse, if not for the rock that Rogue had to run to thrown behind him, knocking him forward, and resulting in him being flat on his face on the ground.
Rogue watched him carefully, but to be sure he didn't get up and find her, she kept throwing slightly charged objects around him. The object was to scare the crap out of him, and she was doing an excellent job. She stopped to find more rocks and things, and then she looked at him, I mean ya know, really looked at him, and decided that he wasn't too bad. [at least it's a cute ass Ah'm kickin'. Wait, did Ah just think that, or did this guy's over-active hormones think it for me? Who cares, not like Ah'm gonna ask him out anytime soon]
However, despite her assurance to herself that Gambit's rampant cuteness (should this be AU?) didn't matter, she didn't throw anything else.
Gambit looked up, and made a slightly convincing show of being confused and relieved. In actuality, he was thanking God for his charm powers. ['round me even de mos' cold-hearted ice queen doesn' stand a chance. Damn I'm good.]
"Glad to see you remember me." He said lifting his head up and smiling in her general direction.
"Shut up. Ah'm in control here, got it?" Rogue said, glaring holes through her adversary, who was now standing up.
[Kinky] "Yeah, I understan'" He said, putting his hands up, and dropping the card he'd had ready. He had one up his sleeve, just in case, but no need for her to know that.
"An' pull your sleeves up. Ah see any cards in your hands, an' Ah'll see how destructive yo' powers can be, understan'?" Rogue said with her borrowed 'I'm De Bes' Grin' (tm), watching him panic for the shortest moment. He did one better than pull up his sleeves, he took off his trench coat. This would seem to be a good thing if he'd tried it on anyone but Rogue with him in her head. She cleared her throat in such a way as to let him know that if he didn't put the cards back there would be trouble. He tried his charm again, but since Rogue had moved (did I mention that? Well she did), she only got hit with a little, and was still in her right mind. "Put it down, an' step away from it. Ah wanna see your hands while you do it too." He knew that she thought she had him, so he played along. It was his goal to get her to trust him, and being stubborn now wouldn't help.
"I doan' wanna hurt you, cherie. De opposite in fact, I wanna join de x-men."
Whatever reason Rogue thought he would give her, it obviously wasn't that. She really didn't trust him now, and would have told him that, had Kurt not chosen that moment to 'port next to her. The sound and sulfur alerted Gambit to her position, and he listened, and used a _very_ heavy dose of charm in Rogue's direction.
"I hate to interrupt, but Scott says to we're leaving now, and I don't want you left behind. You can mess with him later."
"Okay. . . Hold on. Scott?"
"Ja, apparently Heir Logan Became really young really fast, or he sent Scott after us for whatever reason."
"Who're you two talkin' 'bout?" Gambit hated not knowing, and being curious made you seem sincere. This he new from excess experience.
"Was? Okay, since when are you two being civil" Kurt was genuinely shocke. He had thought the lull in activity was mercy, not endearment.
"He says he wants ta be an x-man." Kurt was lucky he'd finished his orange juice two hours before that anouncment, because had he been drinking it, he would have either spit it out on Rogue or choked on it.
"Really?" It was all he could think to say.
"Yeah. I can answer for myself." He was a litle perturbed that Rogue had deigned to answer fro him, and wanted to know why.
"I wouldn't believe you. Rogue, what if it's a trap?" He knew that things like this did happen, even if they had no proof of it yet. He also thought maybe she remembered coming from the brotherhood to the x-men, and her judgemnet was affected by this. In truth half of Rogue wouldn't trust him as far as she could throw him (and she couldn't even lift him),
"Ah ain't promisd him anything yet. I was just gonna leave him to tell ya the truth."
This hit Gambit very hard. Either she was bluffing (and what good was that), or she had seriously not been charmed by him. He'd sent enough charm her way to make any of the other x-girls swoon, but she wanted to leave him behind? [Damn, I got my work cut out for me.] This was almost unheard of. He didn't think of the possibility that because she was attracted to him she wanted to leave him.
"Okay, I think the prof. would want us to trust him unless we're given a deffinite reason not to. Do you have any?"
"Yes!"
***
Thanks to my stupid disk, this story's updates have a possibility of being far between. DOn't flame me for leaving you hanging! I can't resolve every chapter, and a cliffhanger keeps people interested.
Review!
Peace and Love,
Panther Nesmith
"Oh for Pete's sake, would you stop referrin' to yourself in the damn third person!"/Rogue-the Family tree has root rot. (read it!)