Disclaimer:I do not own EVO.
Claimer:I DO own Mariann, so steal her and
you're dead!
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Author's Note:This chapter is fairly serious. About 95%. Also, a slight mention of incest. (blah)=thought blah=psychic message **************************************************************************** *********
"Mariann, you have done an inexcusable wrong."
The Professor's voice hung in the air like a limp string bean. Under my breath, I was chanting."Dreams come true, dreams come true."
"You must be punished."
(Damn!)
"First, tell me why you used your power on Remy." I took a deep breath.
"The same reason I got these." I pulled up my sleeve to expose the healing, but still greusome, scars on my arm. The Professor looked at Remy, Daddy, and Kurt. "Nah, they can stay. Remy knows, an' I don' wanna hide anything from my family." Nodding the Professor steepled his fingers and waited for me to continue.
"When I was four, I thought my foster father was my true father. He used ta come inta my room and we'd do our 'exercizes'. I really don' wanna get inta details, please get my drift." Daddy understood, and he looked disgusted. Kurt was clueless, until Daddy whispered it in is ear. Then he looked at me with something like awe. Horror, maybe. I shook it from my mind and went on.
"He said it was what all daddies and their daughters did. An' I believed him. I freakin' believed him. It was like that for a few years. During that time, I found the Theives Guild of New Orleans. An' met Remy. That's when my powers manifested, too. When I got adopted again, Remy was the only thing I missed of L'isiana. From then on, NO ONE touched me if I didn't want them ta. Remy took me in his room and tried ta kiss me today."
"WHAT?" Daddy stood, claws out, and growled at Remy.
"Daddy! Stop! He said he still loved me, then tried ta kiss me. I said no an' tried ta leave, but he grabbed me. I pushed away an' told him not ta touch me. He said he could touch me any way he wanted. That's when I flamed him." Growly ferally, Daddy advanced on Remy.
"Please, Logan!" Only at the Professor's order did Daddy back down. Kurt tentavily(I can't spell) laid his hand on my arm. I patted his hand. "Mariann, I understand that Remy did wrong. But you did as well. So I am suspending you both from the Institute for six months."
"What?" All four of us stood together.
"Vous fassiez le congé de Remy! Il sait quand il n'est pas voulu. {1}"
"Look, Charles, I don't care about the Cajun, but ya can't make Mariann leave!"
"Mein Gott im Himmel, Professor! Sie können nicht ihren Urlaub bilden! {2}"
"Vous me faites le congé? Je juste ai obtenu ici! Je me défendais! Damnez- vous, vous foutu bâtard!{3}"
The Professor raised his hands in defense. "It is all I can do. Mariann, you will stay in the dormitories at the Catholic school."
"Like hell I will! Cancel the registration. I'm outta here."
"Mariann-"
"Whatever." I shoved away from the desk and slammed the door behind me. Running up to my room, I shoved my stuff into a backpack, as much as I could carry on my bike. Not even saying goodbye, I ran to the garage. But I found a slight problem. Well, 8 slight problems. Jean, Scott, Kurt, Kitty, Rouge, Hank, Storm, and Daddy.
"What are you guys doing here?" I asked, swinging my bag onto the bike and fastening it.
"Saying goodbye." Kitty stepped forward. "The Professor's never done anything like this before."
"Should I feel honored or slightly pissed?" Kitty's only response was her arms around my neck.
"Bye." Despite myself, tears welled up in my eyes. One by one, I hugged the others. When I got to Kurt, I broke out sobbing.
"Damn you, Elf. Why'd ya hafta be so friendly?" He hugged me tight.
"I vill miss you, little sister." Biting my lip, I squeezed him one more time. Then Daddy stepped up.
"Ya little twerp. Ya had ta be mine, didn't ya?" Something slid down his face. Daddy, the invincible Wolverine, was crying! I wrapped my arms around his torso, and felt his strong arms wrap around me.
"I love you, Daddy."
"I love ya too, Firefly."
With that, I swung onto my bike, and rode off.
Regular P.O.V. Kitty walked to the Wolverine, who had his head in his hands. She was close to both him and Kurt, and she couldn't stand seeing them hurt so much.
"Mr. Logan?"
No answer. Kurt sat next to his father, crying as hard as he was. Kitty watched them for a second, then ushered the others inside. Kurt and Logan eventually fell asleep out there, thinking about Mariann, never saying a word. **************************************************************************** ********* Review please! Oh, and one of my cyber sisters was bugging me about this....Yes, Mariann's can come back in six months.They're crying so hard because they just found her, and now they won't see her everyday like they have been. Shoot, I cried when my dad left for six months! **************************************************************************** ********* {1}You be kicking Remy out? He knows when he's not wanted.
{2}My God in Heaven, Professor! You can't make her leave!
{3}You kicking me out? I just got here! I was just defending myself! Damn you, you fucking bastard! (French is my friend...)
Author's Note:This chapter is fairly serious. About 95%. Also, a slight mention of incest. (blah)=thought blah=psychic message **************************************************************************** *********
"Mariann, you have done an inexcusable wrong."
The Professor's voice hung in the air like a limp string bean. Under my breath, I was chanting."Dreams come true, dreams come true."
"You must be punished."
(Damn!)
"First, tell me why you used your power on Remy." I took a deep breath.
"The same reason I got these." I pulled up my sleeve to expose the healing, but still greusome, scars on my arm. The Professor looked at Remy, Daddy, and Kurt. "Nah, they can stay. Remy knows, an' I don' wanna hide anything from my family." Nodding the Professor steepled his fingers and waited for me to continue.
"When I was four, I thought my foster father was my true father. He used ta come inta my room and we'd do our 'exercizes'. I really don' wanna get inta details, please get my drift." Daddy understood, and he looked disgusted. Kurt was clueless, until Daddy whispered it in is ear. Then he looked at me with something like awe. Horror, maybe. I shook it from my mind and went on.
"He said it was what all daddies and their daughters did. An' I believed him. I freakin' believed him. It was like that for a few years. During that time, I found the Theives Guild of New Orleans. An' met Remy. That's when my powers manifested, too. When I got adopted again, Remy was the only thing I missed of L'isiana. From then on, NO ONE touched me if I didn't want them ta. Remy took me in his room and tried ta kiss me today."
"WHAT?" Daddy stood, claws out, and growled at Remy.
"Daddy! Stop! He said he still loved me, then tried ta kiss me. I said no an' tried ta leave, but he grabbed me. I pushed away an' told him not ta touch me. He said he could touch me any way he wanted. That's when I flamed him." Growly ferally, Daddy advanced on Remy.
"Please, Logan!" Only at the Professor's order did Daddy back down. Kurt tentavily(I can't spell) laid his hand on my arm. I patted his hand. "Mariann, I understand that Remy did wrong. But you did as well. So I am suspending you both from the Institute for six months."
"What?" All four of us stood together.
"Vous fassiez le congé de Remy! Il sait quand il n'est pas voulu. {1}"
"Look, Charles, I don't care about the Cajun, but ya can't make Mariann leave!"
"Mein Gott im Himmel, Professor! Sie können nicht ihren Urlaub bilden! {2}"
"Vous me faites le congé? Je juste ai obtenu ici! Je me défendais! Damnez- vous, vous foutu bâtard!{3}"
The Professor raised his hands in defense. "It is all I can do. Mariann, you will stay in the dormitories at the Catholic school."
"Like hell I will! Cancel the registration. I'm outta here."
"Mariann-"
"Whatever." I shoved away from the desk and slammed the door behind me. Running up to my room, I shoved my stuff into a backpack, as much as I could carry on my bike. Not even saying goodbye, I ran to the garage. But I found a slight problem. Well, 8 slight problems. Jean, Scott, Kurt, Kitty, Rouge, Hank, Storm, and Daddy.
"What are you guys doing here?" I asked, swinging my bag onto the bike and fastening it.
"Saying goodbye." Kitty stepped forward. "The Professor's never done anything like this before."
"Should I feel honored or slightly pissed?" Kitty's only response was her arms around my neck.
"Bye." Despite myself, tears welled up in my eyes. One by one, I hugged the others. When I got to Kurt, I broke out sobbing.
"Damn you, Elf. Why'd ya hafta be so friendly?" He hugged me tight.
"I vill miss you, little sister." Biting my lip, I squeezed him one more time. Then Daddy stepped up.
"Ya little twerp. Ya had ta be mine, didn't ya?" Something slid down his face. Daddy, the invincible Wolverine, was crying! I wrapped my arms around his torso, and felt his strong arms wrap around me.
"I love you, Daddy."
"I love ya too, Firefly."
With that, I swung onto my bike, and rode off.
Regular P.O.V. Kitty walked to the Wolverine, who had his head in his hands. She was close to both him and Kurt, and she couldn't stand seeing them hurt so much.
"Mr. Logan?"
No answer. Kurt sat next to his father, crying as hard as he was. Kitty watched them for a second, then ushered the others inside. Kurt and Logan eventually fell asleep out there, thinking about Mariann, never saying a word. **************************************************************************** ********* Review please! Oh, and one of my cyber sisters was bugging me about this....Yes, Mariann's can come back in six months.They're crying so hard because they just found her, and now they won't see her everyday like they have been. Shoot, I cried when my dad left for six months! **************************************************************************** ********* {1}You be kicking Remy out? He knows when he's not wanted.
{2}My God in Heaven, Professor! You can't make her leave!
{3}You kicking me out? I just got here! I was just defending myself! Damn you, you fucking bastard! (French is my friend...)