Well, I got such good reviews, that I decided to make this a little series.
So, this next Movie Night is dedicated to LilWolvie, who wanted more. It
never occurred to me to make this a series. But, since she so insists....I
give you......
Movie Night 2
As the week progressed, Wolverine didn't bring up their little "conversation" that night. He attributed it to fright and a state of semi- consciousness. So things progressed normally (as normal as things get at the X-mansion anyway) and soon it was Friday again.
Over the weekend, they had come up with a movie order, not to mention popcorn details. So, that night, they all gathered once again in the den to watch whatever movie Jean had rented. Beast walked in balancing five bowls of popcorn, and handed each to a group. Cyclops claimed the chair first, and Jean sat in his lap. Gambit stole the loveseat and pleaded his way into getting Rogue to sit with him. Wolverine, Jubilee, and Storm took the couch, and Beast dragged a beanbag chair from the game area to sit in.
Jubilee stifled a giggle when he plopped down into it, creating a large crunch and an "oof!" from the occupier. Xavier came in and once again moved to the front.
"Welcome back for round two!" he announced happily. "Tonight is Jean's pick, so Jean, if you will." He motioned for her to continue, and she summoned a small disc from the counter.
"Jeannie, if this is a sappy chick flick, then you'll be wishin for 'Thirteen Ghosts' when my turn comes around." Wolverine growled. Jubilee smacked him on the arm and settled back into the sofa. It was suede, and it seemed to swallow whoever sat on it into a soft cushy heaven.
"Relax, Logan, it's not that bad." She inserted the disc and started the movie, all from the confines of Scott's grasp. As the movie started, they heard a groan from somewhere in the vague direction of Rogue.
"Ah've seen this one. It's pretty long."
"And very interesting," came Jean's retort. As things settled down, everyone began to recognize the film, and several soft groans of pain were heard from around the room. Jean pointedly ignored them all.
Jubilee leaned over to Storm, "If by 'interesting' she meant 'boring and sappy' then I agree." Storm gave her a warning glare, and she shrunk back into the couch.
When Jack Dawson won his ticket aboard in the poker game, Wolverine leaned into Jubilee.
"Never woulda fooled me," he said quietly. A very insistent "Shhh!" came from Jean's side of the room, and things quieted down again.
There were a few scenes when Wolverine clamped his hands over Jubilee's eyes and glared at Jean, who merely shrugged.
~Knew you would do that~ was her only defense. Jubilee struggled a little under his strong grasp, but she knew it was no use, so she sat back and waited for the scene to become PG-13 again.
At last, the mighty Titanic hit an iceberg (sorry if I spoiled the movie for anyone) and it began to sink. Jubilee sat up a little straighter as screams echoed through the den, which made Wolverine laugh a little to himself.
Soon, his favorite scene was coming up, and he tapped Jubilee on the shoulder. "Watch this part; it's great." She turned back to the screen in time to see a guy fall off the aft of the ship and hit a propeller, then cartwheel into the water. She giggled and turned back to her mentor, who had a large grin plastered to his face. She shook her head and focused again on the movie.
In her opinion, it got really boring from there, so she sank back into the couch, only to hit Wolverine's arm. She snuggled into him and sighed contently, closing her eyes. Every now and then, she'd hear a few words. Soon, she was shaken awake by Wolverine.
"Come on, darlin', the movie's over."
She stretched and yawned, "Oh darn, and I missed the ending." Jean, who was walking by, didn't miss the sarcasm dripping from her voice and slapped her playfully on the arm.
"Hey, we sat through the gore-fest for you. Besides, next week will be Rogue, so we'll get a little of both." Jubilee smiled mischievously; Rogue she could swindle into getting a good movie. Wolverine walked her to her room, and she kissed him on the cheek.
"Night, Wolvie."
He smiled to himself, "Night, darlin'." She smiled as she closed the door, but it dropped into a frown as soon as she heard the click. He didn't remember, or if he did, he's acting like it didn't happen. She pulled back the covers and collapsed on the bed, clothes and all. She was asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
That night, her dreams were filled with images of her childhood. But in the place of the blurs that represented her parents, there was only a man. He'd push her on the swing, or catch her as she came down the slide. And she was happier than she'd ever been.
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I'm sooorry!!!!! *Throws up hands in defensive posture* I had to do Titanic for Jean, it just popped into my head. That whole propeller scene is actually based in real life. My sister forced me to watch Titanic one day, and my dad was out in the garage working on his car. He strolled through to get some water, and saw what movie we were watching. I'm not making this up, he actually said "Hey, come get me before that guy bounces off the propeller." I just about spit out my coke! It was so funny. Anyway, I'll be going on leave for a week or two, but I'll try to update. I don't know if I can, but I'll try.
Oh yeah...nothing belongs to me. It's all somebody else's. No seriously. I know you don't believe me, but they're not mine! Honest! James Cameron claimed Titanic and Marvel our superheroes. Geez...I even demonstrated how one of the scenes wasn't even mine.
Movie Night 2
As the week progressed, Wolverine didn't bring up their little "conversation" that night. He attributed it to fright and a state of semi- consciousness. So things progressed normally (as normal as things get at the X-mansion anyway) and soon it was Friday again.
Over the weekend, they had come up with a movie order, not to mention popcorn details. So, that night, they all gathered once again in the den to watch whatever movie Jean had rented. Beast walked in balancing five bowls of popcorn, and handed each to a group. Cyclops claimed the chair first, and Jean sat in his lap. Gambit stole the loveseat and pleaded his way into getting Rogue to sit with him. Wolverine, Jubilee, and Storm took the couch, and Beast dragged a beanbag chair from the game area to sit in.
Jubilee stifled a giggle when he plopped down into it, creating a large crunch and an "oof!" from the occupier. Xavier came in and once again moved to the front.
"Welcome back for round two!" he announced happily. "Tonight is Jean's pick, so Jean, if you will." He motioned for her to continue, and she summoned a small disc from the counter.
"Jeannie, if this is a sappy chick flick, then you'll be wishin for 'Thirteen Ghosts' when my turn comes around." Wolverine growled. Jubilee smacked him on the arm and settled back into the sofa. It was suede, and it seemed to swallow whoever sat on it into a soft cushy heaven.
"Relax, Logan, it's not that bad." She inserted the disc and started the movie, all from the confines of Scott's grasp. As the movie started, they heard a groan from somewhere in the vague direction of Rogue.
"Ah've seen this one. It's pretty long."
"And very interesting," came Jean's retort. As things settled down, everyone began to recognize the film, and several soft groans of pain were heard from around the room. Jean pointedly ignored them all.
Jubilee leaned over to Storm, "If by 'interesting' she meant 'boring and sappy' then I agree." Storm gave her a warning glare, and she shrunk back into the couch.
When Jack Dawson won his ticket aboard in the poker game, Wolverine leaned into Jubilee.
"Never woulda fooled me," he said quietly. A very insistent "Shhh!" came from Jean's side of the room, and things quieted down again.
There were a few scenes when Wolverine clamped his hands over Jubilee's eyes and glared at Jean, who merely shrugged.
~Knew you would do that~ was her only defense. Jubilee struggled a little under his strong grasp, but she knew it was no use, so she sat back and waited for the scene to become PG-13 again.
At last, the mighty Titanic hit an iceberg (sorry if I spoiled the movie for anyone) and it began to sink. Jubilee sat up a little straighter as screams echoed through the den, which made Wolverine laugh a little to himself.
Soon, his favorite scene was coming up, and he tapped Jubilee on the shoulder. "Watch this part; it's great." She turned back to the screen in time to see a guy fall off the aft of the ship and hit a propeller, then cartwheel into the water. She giggled and turned back to her mentor, who had a large grin plastered to his face. She shook her head and focused again on the movie.
In her opinion, it got really boring from there, so she sank back into the couch, only to hit Wolverine's arm. She snuggled into him and sighed contently, closing her eyes. Every now and then, she'd hear a few words. Soon, she was shaken awake by Wolverine.
"Come on, darlin', the movie's over."
She stretched and yawned, "Oh darn, and I missed the ending." Jean, who was walking by, didn't miss the sarcasm dripping from her voice and slapped her playfully on the arm.
"Hey, we sat through the gore-fest for you. Besides, next week will be Rogue, so we'll get a little of both." Jubilee smiled mischievously; Rogue she could swindle into getting a good movie. Wolverine walked her to her room, and she kissed him on the cheek.
"Night, Wolvie."
He smiled to himself, "Night, darlin'." She smiled as she closed the door, but it dropped into a frown as soon as she heard the click. He didn't remember, or if he did, he's acting like it didn't happen. She pulled back the covers and collapsed on the bed, clothes and all. She was asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
That night, her dreams were filled with images of her childhood. But in the place of the blurs that represented her parents, there was only a man. He'd push her on the swing, or catch her as she came down the slide. And she was happier than she'd ever been.
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I'm sooorry!!!!! *Throws up hands in defensive posture* I had to do Titanic for Jean, it just popped into my head. That whole propeller scene is actually based in real life. My sister forced me to watch Titanic one day, and my dad was out in the garage working on his car. He strolled through to get some water, and saw what movie we were watching. I'm not making this up, he actually said "Hey, come get me before that guy bounces off the propeller." I just about spit out my coke! It was so funny. Anyway, I'll be going on leave for a week or two, but I'll try to update. I don't know if I can, but I'll try.
Oh yeah...nothing belongs to me. It's all somebody else's. No seriously. I know you don't believe me, but they're not mine! Honest! James Cameron claimed Titanic and Marvel our superheroes. Geez...I even demonstrated how one of the scenes wasn't even mine.