Yeah, it's 4:00 in the morning and I just finished the chapter. Well actuall it's 3:44 but we won't be to picky. Hope ya like. Oh, and Bitchy Little Pixie don't worry, your not the only loon. I stood and stared at a snake for god knows how long at a pet store to see if it blinked(it didn't) and I was like 18. And I hate monkey. Creepy little things. Anyway, on with the story. . .
Disclaimer: Yes, yes I own them all.... Oh fine. i do not own gambit, iceman or any other of the x-men... BUT I DO HAVE PLANS TO ABDUCT BOBBY AND REMY... uh-uh I said the loud part quiet and the quiet part loud...*looks around to see if anyone heard*....*steps back into the shadows and disapears*...hehehe...
Chapter Three- Crystal Glasses
"Wolvie, do you think I should get the blue shirt or the yellow one?" Jubilee asked holding up the shirts for Wolverine to see. "Wolvie?" She said upon noticing that he was nowhere in sight. //Where on earth did he get to? Great, now I have to carry my own things!//
//Cripes, doesn't this girl think she's got enough stuff? How much does one person need?// Wolverine grumbled to himself as he continued to walk, not noticing that Jubilee was no longer there. He also failed to notice that he was heading straight towards a store filled with crystal glass display tables.
"SIR! LOOK OUT!!"
"What?" *Crash* "Awww, hell," Wolverine said from where he now sat, shards of crystal glass and Jubilee's packages scattered around him.
"Here, Remy, just try one," Bobby pleaded with Remy trying to hand him a pixie stick.
"I don' know. What de heck's in dat t'ing anyway," Remy replied looking skeptically at the candy.
"This, my dear friend, is filled with sugary goodness." Bobby enthusiastically shoved a handfull of the pixie sticks across the counter to buy them. "Come on, Remy. I'll even pay for yours." Remy still didn't look to sure. Bobby quickly payed and then led Remy to a nearby bench. He grabbed one and waved it in front of Remy's nose." Come on, Remy. You know you want to try one. Where's your sense of adventure. LIve a little. Try one."
"Fine. I'll try one just to shut you up," Remy said grabbing a pixie stick. His eyes opened in surprise as he discovered how good and sugary it was.
"Now there you go. Here, have another." Bobby handed him a few more and kept the rest for himself. "Mmmmmm" They quickly finished off all the pixie sticks and then sat silently, staring at each other. "So. . . What should we do now." They looked at each other and then they broke into matching evil grins.
"YOU WANT ME TO DO WHAT??!!" Wolverine yelled at the store owner as he got up and shook himself off.
"Sir, you did break the glasses, it's only fair that you pay for them," the manager reasoned.
"How much?"
"Uh, 2000 dollars."
"WHAT?!!"
"They were crystal glasses, sir."
"NO FLAMIN' WAY AM I PAYIN' 2000 FREAKIN' DOLLARS FOR A BUNCH OF FREAKIN' GLASSES."
"Sir, I'm going to have to ask you to calm down, or I'll call security."
"I don't have 2000 dollars!"
"If you'll just calm down-"
"I AIN"T PAYIN' THAT FOR GLASSES."
"That's it sir, I'm calling security." The manager reached for his comm unit. Wolverine didn't notice as he continued his ranting. He aslso didn't notice when two rather large security guards walked up behind him until they had cuffed his hands behind his back.
"What the flamin' hell?" he said confused as he turned to look at the security guards.
"I'm afraid you're going to have to come with us, sir," said one guard as he began to lead a reluctant, growling Wolverine to the security office.
"Hey, like, there you guys are. I've been looking all over for you. Have you seen Wolvie. He must have gotten lost," Jubilee called out as she bounded up to Remy and Bobby. They both looked at her with an insane eyes. "Um, guys?"
"Non, petite. Remy has not seen Wolvie."
"Me, neither."
"Are you guys like, okay?" she asked hesitantly. They both looked rather spaced out to her.
"Suuurrree, we're fiiiiiiine," Bobby said swaying slightly.
#Would Jubilation Lee, Remy Lebeau and Bobby Drake please come to the security office? We have a Mr. Logan hear waiting for you.# A voice suddenly came over the loud speakers.
"Uh oh. I wonder what Wolvie did. I hope he didn't kill or threaten anybody." Jubilee began running towards the security office. "Come on guys hurry!"
"Wolvie, what happened? Where are my clothes?" Jubilee ran up to Logan looking around frantically for her things.
"There over in the corner there, darlin'"
"Are you three Jubilation, Remy and Bobby?" asked a security guard.
"Oui, dat'd be us. What did he do?"
"He caused 2000 dollars in damages and now refuses to pay."
"I AIN"T GOT THAT KINDA MONEY!!" Wolverine yelled.
"Relax, mon ami. I'll pay," Remy said as he took out a handfull of credit cards. "Let's see, Xaviers, Cykes, Bobby-"
"What?" Bobby started checking his pockets.
"Ah, here we go, Warren's." Grinning, Gambit handed the card to the security guard and quickly payed for the damages.
"How did you get my credit card? Give it back!" Bobby demanded. Remy simply smirked at him and handed it back. Bobby glared at him, then turned to Wolverine. "How did you manage to break all those glasses?"
"I couldn't see over all of Jubilee's junk."
"It's not junk."
"Uhhh," a security guard broke in, "Why don't you just use a shopping cart?"
"Ohhhhhhh. Good idea," Jubilee said and ran to get one. Bobby and Remy looked at each other.
"Shopping carts could be fun," Bobby said.
"Dey're are lots in de grocery store."
"Quick, let's go." They both took off at a run towards the grocery store. Jubilee walked back up to Wolverine, shopping cart in tow.
"What are they doing?"
"I think it's best we don't know, darlin'."
tbc
Disclaimer: Yes, yes I own them all.... Oh fine. i do not own gambit, iceman or any other of the x-men... BUT I DO HAVE PLANS TO ABDUCT BOBBY AND REMY... uh-uh I said the loud part quiet and the quiet part loud...*looks around to see if anyone heard*....*steps back into the shadows and disapears*...hehehe...
Chapter Three- Crystal Glasses
"Wolvie, do you think I should get the blue shirt or the yellow one?" Jubilee asked holding up the shirts for Wolverine to see. "Wolvie?" She said upon noticing that he was nowhere in sight. //Where on earth did he get to? Great, now I have to carry my own things!//
//Cripes, doesn't this girl think she's got enough stuff? How much does one person need?// Wolverine grumbled to himself as he continued to walk, not noticing that Jubilee was no longer there. He also failed to notice that he was heading straight towards a store filled with crystal glass display tables.
"SIR! LOOK OUT!!"
"What?" *Crash* "Awww, hell," Wolverine said from where he now sat, shards of crystal glass and Jubilee's packages scattered around him.
"Here, Remy, just try one," Bobby pleaded with Remy trying to hand him a pixie stick.
"I don' know. What de heck's in dat t'ing anyway," Remy replied looking skeptically at the candy.
"This, my dear friend, is filled with sugary goodness." Bobby enthusiastically shoved a handfull of the pixie sticks across the counter to buy them. "Come on, Remy. I'll even pay for yours." Remy still didn't look to sure. Bobby quickly payed and then led Remy to a nearby bench. He grabbed one and waved it in front of Remy's nose." Come on, Remy. You know you want to try one. Where's your sense of adventure. LIve a little. Try one."
"Fine. I'll try one just to shut you up," Remy said grabbing a pixie stick. His eyes opened in surprise as he discovered how good and sugary it was.
"Now there you go. Here, have another." Bobby handed him a few more and kept the rest for himself. "Mmmmmm" They quickly finished off all the pixie sticks and then sat silently, staring at each other. "So. . . What should we do now." They looked at each other and then they broke into matching evil grins.
"YOU WANT ME TO DO WHAT??!!" Wolverine yelled at the store owner as he got up and shook himself off.
"Sir, you did break the glasses, it's only fair that you pay for them," the manager reasoned.
"How much?"
"Uh, 2000 dollars."
"WHAT?!!"
"They were crystal glasses, sir."
"NO FLAMIN' WAY AM I PAYIN' 2000 FREAKIN' DOLLARS FOR A BUNCH OF FREAKIN' GLASSES."
"Sir, I'm going to have to ask you to calm down, or I'll call security."
"I don't have 2000 dollars!"
"If you'll just calm down-"
"I AIN"T PAYIN' THAT FOR GLASSES."
"That's it sir, I'm calling security." The manager reached for his comm unit. Wolverine didn't notice as he continued his ranting. He aslso didn't notice when two rather large security guards walked up behind him until they had cuffed his hands behind his back.
"What the flamin' hell?" he said confused as he turned to look at the security guards.
"I'm afraid you're going to have to come with us, sir," said one guard as he began to lead a reluctant, growling Wolverine to the security office.
"Hey, like, there you guys are. I've been looking all over for you. Have you seen Wolvie. He must have gotten lost," Jubilee called out as she bounded up to Remy and Bobby. They both looked at her with an insane eyes. "Um, guys?"
"Non, petite. Remy has not seen Wolvie."
"Me, neither."
"Are you guys like, okay?" she asked hesitantly. They both looked rather spaced out to her.
"Suuurrree, we're fiiiiiiine," Bobby said swaying slightly.
#Would Jubilation Lee, Remy Lebeau and Bobby Drake please come to the security office? We have a Mr. Logan hear waiting for you.# A voice suddenly came over the loud speakers.
"Uh oh. I wonder what Wolvie did. I hope he didn't kill or threaten anybody." Jubilee began running towards the security office. "Come on guys hurry!"
"Wolvie, what happened? Where are my clothes?" Jubilee ran up to Logan looking around frantically for her things.
"There over in the corner there, darlin'"
"Are you three Jubilation, Remy and Bobby?" asked a security guard.
"Oui, dat'd be us. What did he do?"
"He caused 2000 dollars in damages and now refuses to pay."
"I AIN"T GOT THAT KINDA MONEY!!" Wolverine yelled.
"Relax, mon ami. I'll pay," Remy said as he took out a handfull of credit cards. "Let's see, Xaviers, Cykes, Bobby-"
"What?" Bobby started checking his pockets.
"Ah, here we go, Warren's." Grinning, Gambit handed the card to the security guard and quickly payed for the damages.
"How did you get my credit card? Give it back!" Bobby demanded. Remy simply smirked at him and handed it back. Bobby glared at him, then turned to Wolverine. "How did you manage to break all those glasses?"
"I couldn't see over all of Jubilee's junk."
"It's not junk."
"Uhhh," a security guard broke in, "Why don't you just use a shopping cart?"
"Ohhhhhhh. Good idea," Jubilee said and ran to get one. Bobby and Remy looked at each other.
"Shopping carts could be fun," Bobby said.
"Dey're are lots in de grocery store."
"Quick, let's go." They both took off at a run towards the grocery store. Jubilee walked back up to Wolverine, shopping cart in tow.
"What are they doing?"
"I think it's best we don't know, darlin'."
tbc