Disclaimer: I don't own anything. (My god that was so lame!)
Note: last chapter of this section. Look out for the next section. It should be called something like "letters" or at least it will have that word in it some where. It should be up really soon. Remember, Zola is Mystique, I jus want you to remember she's in her special cat form. Sorry this was so short. I just wanted to give some kind of notice about what was going to happen to it.
~Oh my, starry eyed surprise
Sun down to sunrise.
We gunna dance all night to this DJ
We gunna dance all night to this DJ~
"Jamie would ya please shut that off fer a sec," shouted rogue over Jamie's impossibly loud music.
"No! Make me!" he shouted back.
"Defiantly not the smartest thing to say to a pregnant lady," said peter.
"Ok, ok, I'll turn it down," said Jamie. He had seen the look in her eye and decided that he _DID_ want to live to be a teenager.
"Soooooooo, what did you want to say?" asked john as he looked up from the window.
"Well, where are we gunna go?" she asked. All of the boys looked around at each other. None of them had really thought about that. They assumed they would just go back to wondering around the country.
"Why can't we go back to wondering around the country?" asked john. He did want to know why they weren't going to continue a plan that had worked out for them so well.
"We could, but it would still haffta be a li'll different. Now we have Jamie, and soon Ah'm gunna start showing and we need to have at least a semi stable place fer it ta grow up in."
"She has a point," muttered peter deep in thought.
"Isn't anyone going to ask me?" asked the cat.
Peter and John both jumped out of their skin at the voice of the cat. For some reason three of the more enlightened passengers neglected to tell the other two about the fact that one of their passengers was not a cat, but a person.
"Um, sorry we didn't know, that you were um, that you could, ummmm," stuttered john.
"No problem, why don't you go down to visit Irene?" asked Mystique.
No one was really paying attention.
"You know what would be cool," said Remy, "is if we got some kinda bus or something and traveled around in dat."
"I hope you don't mean some kind of mobile home," said Jamie.
"Non, like some kinda tour bus, da kind da stars travel around in to get to deir next show," he said.
There was a general mummer of agreement.
"So that's our short term goals, because obviously we can't go on like that forever," said rogue, she went back to putting her head down and singing softly along to the song on the radio.
"Gotta see the show,
Cause then you'll know
The Vertigo is gonna grow
Cause it's so dangerous,
You'll have to sign a waiver" she sang.
"Yea, what are we going to do after that?" asked peter.
They all lapsed into a thoughtful silence until Jamie finally broke said silence.
"I was just thinking," he muttered to himself, "what if we started up our own little mansion type thing on the opposite side of the country and took in other mutants who were to far away, or to sacred of the fighting to join in at the old one." Many heads jerked up at this.
"Dat is such a great idea! Why didn't any o' us tink of it?" said Remy. He had sat up so fast rogue was half flung onto the seat she was supposed to be sitting on.
"But where would we get enough money?" asked peter.
"And where would we set it up at?" asked john.
"And why didn't any of you listen to me?!?" snapped Zola angrily. Yet again she was almost completely ignored.
"It should definitely be on the West Coast, beach front would be so cool!" said rogue bouncing up and down slightly.
"I think in California," said Jamie.
"Comrades! Must I always be the voice of reason? A property as big as we need it to be would not come cheep. And in California, waterfront, with our cash flow? Come on! No way we could afford that. Not even if we spent nothing for 10 years there still wouldn't be enough from the boss," said Peter. That shut most of them up, all except rogue.
"Ah know! We could do what Mystique has been practically yelling at us to do," she said.
"How could Irene, who ever she is, be of any help?" asked john.
"Irene, my ol' foster mother. She has the power to predict the feature an-"
"How does that help us at all?" asked John.
"And ho did you know that was her power?" asked Mystique.
"Weeeeeeeell, Ah had the idea. Ah mean how many other kids get in trouble fer stuff they haven't even done yet? Ah just didn't think it was a mutant power. But now that Ah look back on it, duh. So obvious its like a mule in a Sunday hat." She said.
"Forgive me, but how dose this help us?" asked peter.
"Well isn't it obvious? If you know what's gunna happen tomorrow you can always pick the winning number in a lottery or pick the very best stocks."
"Oh" came the response format all the others.
"So should we go get settled in Cal-I-for-ni-a yet?" asked Jamie?
"Hell no!" said Remy.
"Why would we do that?" asked rogue.
"We still gotta party!" cried john. He threw his arms up in the air and they drove off.
"Hey Mystique er um, Zola, or whatever the hell you want to call your self- you do know that your going to fight a losing battle, right?" asked john. He knew that very little was going to stop those two from doing whatever it is they pleased.
"I think I can do it," she turned to the two of them in the back seat, "don't make rip off the rest of your ear! And rogue, cant you sit in your own chair?" snapped Zola.
"Nope," said rogue, "its to much fun to piss you off."
Zola cursed dome all mighty words that should not be printed as they banned all NC 17 fics. Rogue hung her head and a few tears fell from her eyes. She curled back up on his chest and buried her head into his shoulder. Remy looked severely pissed that Zola had upset her so, but also knew it would be way more fun to comfort one then to try to fight the other.
"~ No mater what I do ~" Jamie started to sing along to the radio again.
"For the love of god shut up you little bugger!" snapped rogue.
"Don't you know what that means?" asked Peter.
"No," she said shortly.
"Something a little mean," said peter.
"Oh, is f***er any better?" she asked.
"No," he said shortly.
"Alright then," she muttered.
Forty five minuets, 4 kissing break ups, and 2 speeding tickets latter Mystique was seriously starting to doubt her choice of stay with them.
"What the hell did I get my self into?"
Hi hi all! Um, like I said sorry it was so short. It will be followed up by something with "letters" in the tittle. And in case you didn't notice I tried to put her through some mood swings, annoyed, worried, happy/excited and then of course really sad/totally ticked off. If you didn't notice then it was probably my fault.
PS thank you mister reviewer who told-me-the-definition-but-I'm-to-lazy-to- look-up-the-name-of-person. Sorry I couldn't resist doing a little gag on it. I just thought that's how she would react if someone told her no to say anything.
PSS the songs are- starry eyed supries by someone whose name I forgot. One week by the barenaked ladies (I wuv that song to pieces) and dilemma by Nelly/Kelly. Klucky
Note: last chapter of this section. Look out for the next section. It should be called something like "letters" or at least it will have that word in it some where. It should be up really soon. Remember, Zola is Mystique, I jus want you to remember she's in her special cat form. Sorry this was so short. I just wanted to give some kind of notice about what was going to happen to it.
~Oh my, starry eyed surprise
Sun down to sunrise.
We gunna dance all night to this DJ
We gunna dance all night to this DJ~
"Jamie would ya please shut that off fer a sec," shouted rogue over Jamie's impossibly loud music.
"No! Make me!" he shouted back.
"Defiantly not the smartest thing to say to a pregnant lady," said peter.
"Ok, ok, I'll turn it down," said Jamie. He had seen the look in her eye and decided that he _DID_ want to live to be a teenager.
"Soooooooo, what did you want to say?" asked john as he looked up from the window.
"Well, where are we gunna go?" she asked. All of the boys looked around at each other. None of them had really thought about that. They assumed they would just go back to wondering around the country.
"Why can't we go back to wondering around the country?" asked john. He did want to know why they weren't going to continue a plan that had worked out for them so well.
"We could, but it would still haffta be a li'll different. Now we have Jamie, and soon Ah'm gunna start showing and we need to have at least a semi stable place fer it ta grow up in."
"She has a point," muttered peter deep in thought.
"Isn't anyone going to ask me?" asked the cat.
Peter and John both jumped out of their skin at the voice of the cat. For some reason three of the more enlightened passengers neglected to tell the other two about the fact that one of their passengers was not a cat, but a person.
"Um, sorry we didn't know, that you were um, that you could, ummmm," stuttered john.
"No problem, why don't you go down to visit Irene?" asked Mystique.
No one was really paying attention.
"You know what would be cool," said Remy, "is if we got some kinda bus or something and traveled around in dat."
"I hope you don't mean some kind of mobile home," said Jamie.
"Non, like some kinda tour bus, da kind da stars travel around in to get to deir next show," he said.
There was a general mummer of agreement.
"So that's our short term goals, because obviously we can't go on like that forever," said rogue, she went back to putting her head down and singing softly along to the song on the radio.
"Gotta see the show,
Cause then you'll know
The Vertigo is gonna grow
Cause it's so dangerous,
You'll have to sign a waiver" she sang.
"Yea, what are we going to do after that?" asked peter.
They all lapsed into a thoughtful silence until Jamie finally broke said silence.
"I was just thinking," he muttered to himself, "what if we started up our own little mansion type thing on the opposite side of the country and took in other mutants who were to far away, or to sacred of the fighting to join in at the old one." Many heads jerked up at this.
"Dat is such a great idea! Why didn't any o' us tink of it?" said Remy. He had sat up so fast rogue was half flung onto the seat she was supposed to be sitting on.
"But where would we get enough money?" asked peter.
"And where would we set it up at?" asked john.
"And why didn't any of you listen to me?!?" snapped Zola angrily. Yet again she was almost completely ignored.
"It should definitely be on the West Coast, beach front would be so cool!" said rogue bouncing up and down slightly.
"I think in California," said Jamie.
"Comrades! Must I always be the voice of reason? A property as big as we need it to be would not come cheep. And in California, waterfront, with our cash flow? Come on! No way we could afford that. Not even if we spent nothing for 10 years there still wouldn't be enough from the boss," said Peter. That shut most of them up, all except rogue.
"Ah know! We could do what Mystique has been practically yelling at us to do," she said.
"How could Irene, who ever she is, be of any help?" asked john.
"Irene, my ol' foster mother. She has the power to predict the feature an-"
"How does that help us at all?" asked John.
"And ho did you know that was her power?" asked Mystique.
"Weeeeeeeell, Ah had the idea. Ah mean how many other kids get in trouble fer stuff they haven't even done yet? Ah just didn't think it was a mutant power. But now that Ah look back on it, duh. So obvious its like a mule in a Sunday hat." She said.
"Forgive me, but how dose this help us?" asked peter.
"Well isn't it obvious? If you know what's gunna happen tomorrow you can always pick the winning number in a lottery or pick the very best stocks."
"Oh" came the response format all the others.
"So should we go get settled in Cal-I-for-ni-a yet?" asked Jamie?
"Hell no!" said Remy.
"Why would we do that?" asked rogue.
"We still gotta party!" cried john. He threw his arms up in the air and they drove off.
"Hey Mystique er um, Zola, or whatever the hell you want to call your self- you do know that your going to fight a losing battle, right?" asked john. He knew that very little was going to stop those two from doing whatever it is they pleased.
"I think I can do it," she turned to the two of them in the back seat, "don't make rip off the rest of your ear! And rogue, cant you sit in your own chair?" snapped Zola.
"Nope," said rogue, "its to much fun to piss you off."
Zola cursed dome all mighty words that should not be printed as they banned all NC 17 fics. Rogue hung her head and a few tears fell from her eyes. She curled back up on his chest and buried her head into his shoulder. Remy looked severely pissed that Zola had upset her so, but also knew it would be way more fun to comfort one then to try to fight the other.
"~ No mater what I do ~" Jamie started to sing along to the radio again.
"For the love of god shut up you little bugger!" snapped rogue.
"Don't you know what that means?" asked Peter.
"No," she said shortly.
"Something a little mean," said peter.
"Oh, is f***er any better?" she asked.
"No," he said shortly.
"Alright then," she muttered.
Forty five minuets, 4 kissing break ups, and 2 speeding tickets latter Mystique was seriously starting to doubt her choice of stay with them.
"What the hell did I get my self into?"
Hi hi all! Um, like I said sorry it was so short. It will be followed up by something with "letters" in the tittle. And in case you didn't notice I tried to put her through some mood swings, annoyed, worried, happy/excited and then of course really sad/totally ticked off. If you didn't notice then it was probably my fault.
PS thank you mister reviewer who told-me-the-definition-but-I'm-to-lazy-to- look-up-the-name-of-person. Sorry I couldn't resist doing a little gag on it. I just thought that's how she would react if someone told her no to say anything.
PSS the songs are- starry eyed supries by someone whose name I forgot. One week by the barenaked ladies (I wuv that song to pieces) and dilemma by Nelly/Kelly. Klucky