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I got votes! Lotsa vote at that. I hope you guys like this, and yes, there is a sequel. Oh man is there a sequel. This is more sequel than most people could stand. Actually, it's the same amount of sequel as I'm used to writing, which I'm on the third of this trilogy btw. ;) You guys are pips, you know that right. *sniff* I love you guys. *random sibling comes in and takes the two liter of Mountain Dew and my stash of pixie sticks away from me* Agh! No! I have to start Their Eyes were Watching God tomorrow! I need to be awake for this! I need to type the epilouge for my loyal fans! (Oh, btw, nope you had a happy halloween, now that I' reminded of it (doan ask how)) I'm gonna start the epilouge of this fic now, mkay? I do a little Rogue bashing, with just a smidge of Remy bashing, but it all fits in.
I own nada! You can't sue me, I'm under age! Anything I say here is dismisable under the fifth amendment anyway! HEY! I stole 'em all! They are now mine, and I will have Mushroom Head or Bad Hair Brad turned into an evo episode. Or not. No, wait, my little sister's lecturing me on being a good influence, so I'll give 'em back. . . when I'm done. Goddess this is long, the story starts now.
Saturday, The Xavier Institute 11:30 am
Scott pulled into the drive way, where a game of basketball was in full swing; Jean and Amara versus Jamie and Evan. They all stopped when Scott honked his horn. They moved from in front of the garage doors, and there were audible gasps from Jean and Evan when they say who the other guy in the car was.
"Scott, why are you bringing one of Magneto's mutants here?" Jean asked, trying to refrain from using the term evil, but it was obviously what she'd meant to say.
"He wants to join us. Is there a problem with that?" Rogue decided that whatever Jean was thinking probably applied, but she decided then that she'd like him, just to spite Jean. "Ain't that unusual fo' othahs to wanna join us, is it?"
Jean knew she was caught. If she said anyhthing Rogue would have something to say about it. She frowned at Rogue, who was heading toward the institute. Remy didn't know what was going on, so he followed Rogue inside, making a mental note to watch out for the red head.
Kurt 'ported to the observation part of the danger room, where he knew Logan would be. As he predicted, Logan was in there, ringing up a high equipment repair bill. He opened the intercom, and told Logan, as quickly as possible, what had happened. He stopped his session, and let Kurt 'port them both to the foyer.
Remy heard the BAMF! and since it was a new place, and belonged to his former enemies, he jumped almost his own hight and pulled out three cards before he realized what he'd jumped at. Rogue looked at him like he'd grown another head, Kurt looked at him like he'd pulled out a gun, and Logan looked at him like he looked at all new recruits. It was meant to intimidate, but Remy knew they wouldn't kill him. He'd just forgotten for a moment. He put the cards back, and pulled up his sleeves.
"This why you were gone?" Logan asked, still glaring at the now quasi-intimidated new guy.
"Ja, sure, we went to pick up one of Magneto's mutants out of the kindness of our hearts."
"Yeah, well you two have been acting strange all day."
"Look Mr. Logan, we were actin' weird because Kurt got a letter from Mystique, she revealed that she's my adopted mother, and he escaped to come be an X-man. Is that a problem?" Rogue knew she had something going. She could use her past as a way to get this guy accepted, he'd owe her one, and she'd use it to make sure she had a self-imposed restraining order on him.
Logan glared at Rogue for a second before he motioned in the direction of the proffesor's office. "Chuck says it's okay, fine. He doesn't, this guy's dead meat."
"Fair enough."
Remy knew she was helping him to get something out of him, and he knew it would probably diffrent from every other time a woman had done the same thing. He then noticed Rogue was waiting for him, by one of the many doors out of the foyer. He walked over to her, and followed her to Proffesor X's study, where he was reading the newspaper. She knocked.
*What's the problem Rogue?*
*I've got a horny pian-in-the-butt who wants to join us out here.* Xavier sighed and spoke for the first time in half an hour
"Come in Rogue, who is the young man with you?"
"My name is Remy LeBeau." Remy'd had enough of other people introducing him.
"Ah, Rogue would you excuse us please?" *And wait by the door, I'll need you to show him around*
"Sure proffesuh."
Rogue walked out, much to Remy's relief. She had been giving him bad vibes since she had tried to leave him behind in the park. [but she also de reason you in here an' not talkin' to Sabretooth's long-lost son.] Remy was broken out of his reverie by the proffesor.
"So Remy, why do you want to join us?"
"I never said dat."
"You told Rogue, and why else would you be here."
"Rogue didin't. . ."
"Magneto no doubt told you I'm a telepath."
"Yeah, guess I kinda forgot. I'm here because I t'ink you'll treat me better dan him. I din't like it there much. I'm probably de only person t' join you from another team, but I jes can' stand it dere anymore." He knew he wasn't, but Rogue had used it in his defense, and he liked to think he learned quickly.
"I can understand. You are not the only person to transfer here. I won't tell you about that, in case that person would like it to be a secret, but they were accepted as one of our own rather quickly. No doubt they'll show you the same courtesy." [And no doubt you'll be more social than her. I wonder what she thinks of you beside 'He's a horny pain-in-the-butt.']
"So I'm an X-man now." It was a statement, because he knew it was a fact. Xavier nodded his head, and motioned toward the door.
"I'll have Rogue show you around."
[Her? She's liable to kill me!]
"I'm sure she'll be happy to show you around."
Remy walked out to find Rogue was right outside the door. It surprised him for a minute, but then he understood the proffesor could also comunicate with his telepathy.
"Rogue, I think Remy will be comfortable in Evan's room. I'll have Logan bring down an extra bed."
"Ah'll show him to it."
"I also want you to show him around the institute."
"What? Ah really don't think that's a good idea. Ah don't really think Ah like him. Jean or Kitty'd probably like to show him around."
"No Rogue, I would like youto show him around." *See what his motives are. He may open up to you more than the others. You said think he's a little bit like you.*
[Damn.]
"All right proffesuh. C'mon you."
Remy followed her to the boy's wing.
"This is Evan's room. You'll be sleepin' here. Ah suggest using chalk to mark which half a the room is yours, or else you'll have a whole lotta arguments about it. The bathroom's the one with the toilet in it, an' don't go in anybody else's room, 'cause Logan can track ya by scent."
"So, is everyone sharin' a room?"
"No, just you, Evan, Kitty an' me. Trust me, no mattuh how long ya have to live with it, ya nevah get used to it."
"I'll remember dat."
"Bah." Rogue turned around and headed for the door, hoping he'd be too preoccupied with getting used to sharing a room to remember about the rest of the tour. No such luck.
"Wait. Ain't you supposed to show me 'round?"
[Dammit! why does today have to suck? Ah was just gonna read 'Interview with the Vampire', listen to Korn, and then hang out with Risty. Dammit!]
[Nice try cherie, but you'll have to do better to get one by me.]
"Fine, c'mon." Rogue led him to the girl's wing, where Kitty was updating her website.
"This is the women's wing. Ah wouldn't come here too often if Ah were you." She opened the door to her room, and showed him inside. "This is Kitty Pride,an' she'll show ya the rest of the mansion."
Kitty looked up from her keyboard at the intruder in her room. "Okay, um, Rogue, how many boys are you going to bring here today?" Remy looked at Rogue, who snorted derisively. "Okay, like, seriously, you want me to show him around?"
"Yeah, please."
"Wow, you, like, said please. I can't refuse now." Kitty turned to around and looked at Remy. "What's your name?"
Rogue smirked as she left her room, content in the knowledge that she wouldn't have to show the arrogant Cajun around. It lasted about two seconds. Until Kitty throw Remy out, yelling "Pervert!" Rogue shook her head, almost afraid to ask, but too curious not to.
Remy ducked as Kitty threw her sneaker at the space his head had formerly occupied.
"I t'ink you're stuck wit' me." Remy said, picking up the shoe that had almost rendered him unconscious.
"What'd ya say to her?"
"She asked me what I wanted to see, an' I answered her."
Rogue was expecting something obscene, but that was almost too much. She went downstairs, with Remy in her wake. She stopped in the kitchen. and turned to see if he was still there.
"This is obviously the kitchen, an' outside those doors is the pool, where most of the team is probably sunbathing. Ah'll be in the study, don't come find me if you need me." Rogue walked out of the kitchen, while Remy went out to the pool.
Amara, Tabitha, and Jean (who was taking a break from basketball) were all sitting around the pool, talking. The talking stopped when Remy walked over, and Evan, Scott, Bobby, Sam and Roberto looked to see who had walked out. Remy smiled at the ladies, and pulled a deck chair up next to Amara and sat down.
Meanwhile, Logan was roaming the halls, looking for Gambit. He ran into Rogue, who he knew was suposed to showing Remy around.
"Stripes, where's the new guy? I need to know where he wants his bed."
"Outside, by the pool."
"You did show him around the whole mansion, right?"
"Yeah, well, the important parts at least."
"Okay Stripes, you know what, I think you need a little sun. Go outside and introduce him to everyone."
"NO way." Rogue said, crossing her arms and leaning agsainst the wall. "Ah ain't goin' out there no matter what you do."
Logan smiled, and slowly walked over to where Rogue was. . .
The sunbathers were once again disturbed by someone coming outside, only now they had the additional sound of the door being locked behind the person to figure out. They looked up and saw Rogue glaring through the glass door. Scott coughed, and Rogue turned around and gave everyone the most evil glare of the day.
That is until Bobby, who was playing tag with Sam and Evan, threw a snowball at Sam, who ducked. The snowball kept going, at beaned Rogue in the stomache. She looked at the snowy, watery mess on her shirt, the stunned faces of Sam and Bobby, and most of the rest of the people arund the pool trying not to laugh. She then cursed loudly, gave Bobby and Sam the Slow Painful Death Glare, and went around to the front, where she let herself back in and went upstairs to change her shirt and finish Interview with the Vampire, while listening to Kitty muttering about how annoying the new guy was, and why would anyone make their webpage _that_ color?
The people outside were recovering from the scene that had just played out. Bobby laughing so hard he was sitting on the ground and holding his sides. Everyone around the pool laughing to some degree. Evan laughing while trying to sneak up on Sam (since they were still playing tag), who was laughing a little, but also sincerly hoping Rogue wouldn't blame him for her shirt getting wet, since she would probably kill them all cheerfully if she were so inclined.
Remy was learining about how things worked out here. He noticed that Scott and Jean had been the last to start lauging, and the first to stop, so they were obviously the mature ones. Evan was still playing tag, so he was the one who always wanted to win. Bobby was probably the prankster, and the others could be placed later. But Rogue didn't fit into the usual categories. At least not the kind it seemed like this place would have. Oh sure, most places had someone who didn't quite, mesh, but Rogue was the antithesis of most of these people. He found himself being incredibly curious about her.
That is until he saw realized someone was behind him. He looked around, and saw Logan coming over to his deck chair. Remy would have been afraid, if he didn't know Logan wasn't coming over for the express purpose of killing him.
"Hey, you. I gotta set your bed up, come show me where you want it."
Remy got up, and followed Logan up to Evan's room. He moved Evan's bed up against the wall lengthways, and told Logan to put his bed against the other wall.
"So, why'd you come here?"
Remy had been anticipating this question, but didn't have a really acceptable answer, so he told the truth. "Hated Magneto an' Sabretooth."
"Good enough for me. How old are you?"
"21. You know where I can get a drink 'round here?"
Logan would have smiled, if he were anyone else but Logan. As it stood, he kinda lightened up his scowl, and put the bedframe pieces down.
"Yeah. You want this bed up, or a drink, because I'm goin' with ya if you're leavin'."
Remy almost couldn't believe his ears. [He wan's me to. . . okay, hold on.]
"You're not gonna tell me dey don't like people t' drink here?"
"No, but they don't. I wouldn't smoke while you're inside either, Ororo'll fry your ass. C'mon, I just decided I need a drink, an' I'm not workin' on this anymore. "
"Right behind you, um, what's your name?"
"Logan. Who all do you know?"
"Jes' Amara, Rogue, Kitty, an'. . . Kirk?" Remy really hoped this guy wasn't just messing with him, because he realized of the people he knew, only Amara hadn't tried to kill him, or let someone else try to kill him.
"His name's Kurt. I'll tell ya 'bout the rest when we're there."
Logan and Remy started to make their way to the garage, but ran into Rogue, arguing with Ororo.
"Ah swear Ah left 'im by the pool! Ah dunno where he went, but Ah didn't do anything to him."
"Child could you at least try to be sociable?"
"Not if it's forced on me by people who think it'll be good for me."
Logan decided that Rogue probably didn't need an angry wheather goddess yelling at her for 'losing' the new guy.
"Hey 'Ro, I go the new guy."
Ororo looked around and saw Remy standing there. "Oh, I'm sorry Rogue. But you have to admit, when you looked at what I knew. . ."
Rogue sighed, and knew that this Saturday would be remembered as the most sucky Saturday ever. [Even though a really cute, and semi-interesting. . . Oh my God. NO!] She was _really_ perturbed now, and could barely get what she knew she had to say out. But she somehow mumbled, "'S okay Storm," and went to the study,to get the book she'd been waylaid for.
[Dammit! I just wanted to ge this stupid meeting over with, not find myself mysteiously attracted to some arogant, horny, damn guy! Why couldn't Ah have reset my clock last night? Crap. Now I've got to forget about him, just like all the others. Maybe he won't be so bad. An' maybe he'll be willin' to just drop everythin' he is an' go out with me. Yeah right girl, get real. Forget him, an' move on.]
On her way she passed Remy, who didn't say anything, but knew that Rogue wasn't as bad as she would have other people think she was. [All in all, 'cept f'r bein' knocked unconscious, today's a very good day. Foun' a girl who's liable t' be a challenge, foun' a drinkin' parner, an' I'm not wit' bucket-head anymore. I got a feelin' I'm gonna like it here. ]
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Okay guys, whadja think? I need feedback, to see what your ideas are, and maybe I'll use a few of them in my next story. I got the part between Logan and Remy from LAdy MR's review. (thanks! Great idea btw) Make your idea the next one I use! In other words, REVIEW!
Peace and Love,
Panther Nesmith.
P.s.-Stick 'round for my next story.
I got votes! Lotsa vote at that. I hope you guys like this, and yes, there is a sequel. Oh man is there a sequel. This is more sequel than most people could stand. Actually, it's the same amount of sequel as I'm used to writing, which I'm on the third of this trilogy btw. ;) You guys are pips, you know that right. *sniff* I love you guys. *random sibling comes in and takes the two liter of Mountain Dew and my stash of pixie sticks away from me* Agh! No! I have to start Their Eyes were Watching God tomorrow! I need to be awake for this! I need to type the epilouge for my loyal fans! (Oh, btw, nope you had a happy halloween, now that I' reminded of it (doan ask how)) I'm gonna start the epilouge of this fic now, mkay? I do a little Rogue bashing, with just a smidge of Remy bashing, but it all fits in.
I own nada! You can't sue me, I'm under age! Anything I say here is dismisable under the fifth amendment anyway! HEY! I stole 'em all! They are now mine, and I will have Mushroom Head or Bad Hair Brad turned into an evo episode. Or not. No, wait, my little sister's lecturing me on being a good influence, so I'll give 'em back. . . when I'm done. Goddess this is long, the story starts now.
Saturday, The Xavier Institute 11:30 am
Scott pulled into the drive way, where a game of basketball was in full swing; Jean and Amara versus Jamie and Evan. They all stopped when Scott honked his horn. They moved from in front of the garage doors, and there were audible gasps from Jean and Evan when they say who the other guy in the car was.
"Scott, why are you bringing one of Magneto's mutants here?" Jean asked, trying to refrain from using the term evil, but it was obviously what she'd meant to say.
"He wants to join us. Is there a problem with that?" Rogue decided that whatever Jean was thinking probably applied, but she decided then that she'd like him, just to spite Jean. "Ain't that unusual fo' othahs to wanna join us, is it?"
Jean knew she was caught. If she said anyhthing Rogue would have something to say about it. She frowned at Rogue, who was heading toward the institute. Remy didn't know what was going on, so he followed Rogue inside, making a mental note to watch out for the red head.
Kurt 'ported to the observation part of the danger room, where he knew Logan would be. As he predicted, Logan was in there, ringing up a high equipment repair bill. He opened the intercom, and told Logan, as quickly as possible, what had happened. He stopped his session, and let Kurt 'port them both to the foyer.
Remy heard the BAMF! and since it was a new place, and belonged to his former enemies, he jumped almost his own hight and pulled out three cards before he realized what he'd jumped at. Rogue looked at him like he'd grown another head, Kurt looked at him like he'd pulled out a gun, and Logan looked at him like he looked at all new recruits. It was meant to intimidate, but Remy knew they wouldn't kill him. He'd just forgotten for a moment. He put the cards back, and pulled up his sleeves.
"This why you were gone?" Logan asked, still glaring at the now quasi-intimidated new guy.
"Ja, sure, we went to pick up one of Magneto's mutants out of the kindness of our hearts."
"Yeah, well you two have been acting strange all day."
"Look Mr. Logan, we were actin' weird because Kurt got a letter from Mystique, she revealed that she's my adopted mother, and he escaped to come be an X-man. Is that a problem?" Rogue knew she had something going. She could use her past as a way to get this guy accepted, he'd owe her one, and she'd use it to make sure she had a self-imposed restraining order on him.
Logan glared at Rogue for a second before he motioned in the direction of the proffesor's office. "Chuck says it's okay, fine. He doesn't, this guy's dead meat."
"Fair enough."
Remy knew she was helping him to get something out of him, and he knew it would probably diffrent from every other time a woman had done the same thing. He then noticed Rogue was waiting for him, by one of the many doors out of the foyer. He walked over to her, and followed her to Proffesor X's study, where he was reading the newspaper. She knocked.
*What's the problem Rogue?*
*I've got a horny pian-in-the-butt who wants to join us out here.* Xavier sighed and spoke for the first time in half an hour
"Come in Rogue, who is the young man with you?"
"My name is Remy LeBeau." Remy'd had enough of other people introducing him.
"Ah, Rogue would you excuse us please?" *And wait by the door, I'll need you to show him around*
"Sure proffesuh."
Rogue walked out, much to Remy's relief. She had been giving him bad vibes since she had tried to leave him behind in the park. [but she also de reason you in here an' not talkin' to Sabretooth's long-lost son.] Remy was broken out of his reverie by the proffesor.
"So Remy, why do you want to join us?"
"I never said dat."
"You told Rogue, and why else would you be here."
"Rogue didin't. . ."
"Magneto no doubt told you I'm a telepath."
"Yeah, guess I kinda forgot. I'm here because I t'ink you'll treat me better dan him. I din't like it there much. I'm probably de only person t' join you from another team, but I jes can' stand it dere anymore." He knew he wasn't, but Rogue had used it in his defense, and he liked to think he learned quickly.
"I can understand. You are not the only person to transfer here. I won't tell you about that, in case that person would like it to be a secret, but they were accepted as one of our own rather quickly. No doubt they'll show you the same courtesy." [And no doubt you'll be more social than her. I wonder what she thinks of you beside 'He's a horny pain-in-the-butt.']
"So I'm an X-man now." It was a statement, because he knew it was a fact. Xavier nodded his head, and motioned toward the door.
"I'll have Rogue show you around."
[Her? She's liable to kill me!]
"I'm sure she'll be happy to show you around."
Remy walked out to find Rogue was right outside the door. It surprised him for a minute, but then he understood the proffesor could also comunicate with his telepathy.
"Rogue, I think Remy will be comfortable in Evan's room. I'll have Logan bring down an extra bed."
"Ah'll show him to it."
"I also want you to show him around the institute."
"What? Ah really don't think that's a good idea. Ah don't really think Ah like him. Jean or Kitty'd probably like to show him around."
"No Rogue, I would like youto show him around." *See what his motives are. He may open up to you more than the others. You said think he's a little bit like you.*
[Damn.]
"All right proffesuh. C'mon you."
Remy followed her to the boy's wing.
"This is Evan's room. You'll be sleepin' here. Ah suggest using chalk to mark which half a the room is yours, or else you'll have a whole lotta arguments about it. The bathroom's the one with the toilet in it, an' don't go in anybody else's room, 'cause Logan can track ya by scent."
"So, is everyone sharin' a room?"
"No, just you, Evan, Kitty an' me. Trust me, no mattuh how long ya have to live with it, ya nevah get used to it."
"I'll remember dat."
"Bah." Rogue turned around and headed for the door, hoping he'd be too preoccupied with getting used to sharing a room to remember about the rest of the tour. No such luck.
"Wait. Ain't you supposed to show me 'round?"
[Dammit! why does today have to suck? Ah was just gonna read 'Interview with the Vampire', listen to Korn, and then hang out with Risty. Dammit!]
[Nice try cherie, but you'll have to do better to get one by me.]
"Fine, c'mon." Rogue led him to the girl's wing, where Kitty was updating her website.
"This is the women's wing. Ah wouldn't come here too often if Ah were you." She opened the door to her room, and showed him inside. "This is Kitty Pride,an' she'll show ya the rest of the mansion."
Kitty looked up from her keyboard at the intruder in her room. "Okay, um, Rogue, how many boys are you going to bring here today?" Remy looked at Rogue, who snorted derisively. "Okay, like, seriously, you want me to show him around?"
"Yeah, please."
"Wow, you, like, said please. I can't refuse now." Kitty turned to around and looked at Remy. "What's your name?"
Rogue smirked as she left her room, content in the knowledge that she wouldn't have to show the arrogant Cajun around. It lasted about two seconds. Until Kitty throw Remy out, yelling "Pervert!" Rogue shook her head, almost afraid to ask, but too curious not to.
Remy ducked as Kitty threw her sneaker at the space his head had formerly occupied.
"I t'ink you're stuck wit' me." Remy said, picking up the shoe that had almost rendered him unconscious.
"What'd ya say to her?"
"She asked me what I wanted to see, an' I answered her."
Rogue was expecting something obscene, but that was almost too much. She went downstairs, with Remy in her wake. She stopped in the kitchen. and turned to see if he was still there.
"This is obviously the kitchen, an' outside those doors is the pool, where most of the team is probably sunbathing. Ah'll be in the study, don't come find me if you need me." Rogue walked out of the kitchen, while Remy went out to the pool.
Amara, Tabitha, and Jean (who was taking a break from basketball) were all sitting around the pool, talking. The talking stopped when Remy walked over, and Evan, Scott, Bobby, Sam and Roberto looked to see who had walked out. Remy smiled at the ladies, and pulled a deck chair up next to Amara and sat down.
Meanwhile, Logan was roaming the halls, looking for Gambit. He ran into Rogue, who he knew was suposed to showing Remy around.
"Stripes, where's the new guy? I need to know where he wants his bed."
"Outside, by the pool."
"You did show him around the whole mansion, right?"
"Yeah, well, the important parts at least."
"Okay Stripes, you know what, I think you need a little sun. Go outside and introduce him to everyone."
"NO way." Rogue said, crossing her arms and leaning agsainst the wall. "Ah ain't goin' out there no matter what you do."
Logan smiled, and slowly walked over to where Rogue was. . .
The sunbathers were once again disturbed by someone coming outside, only now they had the additional sound of the door being locked behind the person to figure out. They looked up and saw Rogue glaring through the glass door. Scott coughed, and Rogue turned around and gave everyone the most evil glare of the day.
That is until Bobby, who was playing tag with Sam and Evan, threw a snowball at Sam, who ducked. The snowball kept going, at beaned Rogue in the stomache. She looked at the snowy, watery mess on her shirt, the stunned faces of Sam and Bobby, and most of the rest of the people arund the pool trying not to laugh. She then cursed loudly, gave Bobby and Sam the Slow Painful Death Glare, and went around to the front, where she let herself back in and went upstairs to change her shirt and finish Interview with the Vampire, while listening to Kitty muttering about how annoying the new guy was, and why would anyone make their webpage _that_ color?
The people outside were recovering from the scene that had just played out. Bobby laughing so hard he was sitting on the ground and holding his sides. Everyone around the pool laughing to some degree. Evan laughing while trying to sneak up on Sam (since they were still playing tag), who was laughing a little, but also sincerly hoping Rogue wouldn't blame him for her shirt getting wet, since she would probably kill them all cheerfully if she were so inclined.
Remy was learining about how things worked out here. He noticed that Scott and Jean had been the last to start lauging, and the first to stop, so they were obviously the mature ones. Evan was still playing tag, so he was the one who always wanted to win. Bobby was probably the prankster, and the others could be placed later. But Rogue didn't fit into the usual categories. At least not the kind it seemed like this place would have. Oh sure, most places had someone who didn't quite, mesh, but Rogue was the antithesis of most of these people. He found himself being incredibly curious about her.
That is until he saw realized someone was behind him. He looked around, and saw Logan coming over to his deck chair. Remy would have been afraid, if he didn't know Logan wasn't coming over for the express purpose of killing him.
"Hey, you. I gotta set your bed up, come show me where you want it."
Remy got up, and followed Logan up to Evan's room. He moved Evan's bed up against the wall lengthways, and told Logan to put his bed against the other wall.
"So, why'd you come here?"
Remy had been anticipating this question, but didn't have a really acceptable answer, so he told the truth. "Hated Magneto an' Sabretooth."
"Good enough for me. How old are you?"
"21. You know where I can get a drink 'round here?"
Logan would have smiled, if he were anyone else but Logan. As it stood, he kinda lightened up his scowl, and put the bedframe pieces down.
"Yeah. You want this bed up, or a drink, because I'm goin' with ya if you're leavin'."
Remy almost couldn't believe his ears. [He wan's me to. . . okay, hold on.]
"You're not gonna tell me dey don't like people t' drink here?"
"No, but they don't. I wouldn't smoke while you're inside either, Ororo'll fry your ass. C'mon, I just decided I need a drink, an' I'm not workin' on this anymore. "
"Right behind you, um, what's your name?"
"Logan. Who all do you know?"
"Jes' Amara, Rogue, Kitty, an'. . . Kirk?" Remy really hoped this guy wasn't just messing with him, because he realized of the people he knew, only Amara hadn't tried to kill him, or let someone else try to kill him.
"His name's Kurt. I'll tell ya 'bout the rest when we're there."
Logan and Remy started to make their way to the garage, but ran into Rogue, arguing with Ororo.
"Ah swear Ah left 'im by the pool! Ah dunno where he went, but Ah didn't do anything to him."
"Child could you at least try to be sociable?"
"Not if it's forced on me by people who think it'll be good for me."
Logan decided that Rogue probably didn't need an angry wheather goddess yelling at her for 'losing' the new guy.
"Hey 'Ro, I go the new guy."
Ororo looked around and saw Remy standing there. "Oh, I'm sorry Rogue. But you have to admit, when you looked at what I knew. . ."
Rogue sighed, and knew that this Saturday would be remembered as the most sucky Saturday ever. [Even though a really cute, and semi-interesting. . . Oh my God. NO!] She was _really_ perturbed now, and could barely get what she knew she had to say out. But she somehow mumbled, "'S okay Storm," and went to the study,to get the book she'd been waylaid for.
[Dammit! I just wanted to ge this stupid meeting over with, not find myself mysteiously attracted to some arogant, horny, damn guy! Why couldn't Ah have reset my clock last night? Crap. Now I've got to forget about him, just like all the others. Maybe he won't be so bad. An' maybe he'll be willin' to just drop everythin' he is an' go out with me. Yeah right girl, get real. Forget him, an' move on.]
On her way she passed Remy, who didn't say anything, but knew that Rogue wasn't as bad as she would have other people think she was. [All in all, 'cept f'r bein' knocked unconscious, today's a very good day. Foun' a girl who's liable t' be a challenge, foun' a drinkin' parner, an' I'm not wit' bucket-head anymore. I got a feelin' I'm gonna like it here. ]
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Okay guys, whadja think? I need feedback, to see what your ideas are, and maybe I'll use a few of them in my next story. I got the part between Logan and Remy from LAdy MR's review. (thanks! Great idea btw) Make your idea the next one I use! In other words, REVIEW!
Peace and Love,
Panther Nesmith.
P.s.-Stick 'round for my next story.