Hey All!
Reports of my death are only slightly exagerated (My sanity died a while ago, but other than that. . .), and reports of my laziness and refusal to wite anymore are my enemies trying to take over my ideas. Well I say YOU CAN'T HAVE THEM! Unless you're going to put them on a website, or MiST them, or whatever.
Um, I'm haveing a nice four day weekend after exams. I think I passed them all except tech ed. But it was only a semester class, and I had an A in it until then. Anyone who has taken Psycology review and tell me if you liked it, because that's what I have in leu of Tech Ed. starting on Tuesday.
Yes, this begining is exceptionall long for a reason. Just a little bit more tension. . . What will Rogue say? How will her answer affect them? Will Kurt kill Remy if he touches Rogue? Some of these and more in this chapter.
But first,
Reviews
Lady MR- Don't kill me! I'm just my muse's slave. I only write it, I don't control it! There will be Rogue/Remy interactions. Hoo boy. The interract so much. . . anyway, Um, I kinda lost my train of thought. Er. . . Oh yeah. Please don't kill me!
Ishandahalf-Glad I could help with the exam blahs. I hated my adv. bio. exam, but mainly because that class is crap. Studying? What is this studying? I have never done such a thing. Yeah, I'm a slacker. He's a lumberjack and he's okay. . . Wow, a rabid plaid fan. You probably like Wolverine then huh? The endings um, somthing, yeah. Gawd. His hair is terrible! It can't look like that all the time! Maybe his black head thingy messes it up. I hope so. *shudder* ugh. The one bright point in the whole friggin' hour of *covers mouth with both hands until it stops running.* Sorry, spoilers bad. We should both have more influence on the world. It might not be better, but it'd be more fun. And yeah, Damn straight.
Starlightz-Yeah, The monkey thing was fun. The little girl is my youngest brother Jacob. I don't know why, but she is. Oh, Heck yeah, I woulda leaned down and pretended to go for her throat (carpe jugulum). You're not twisted, it's just the light refracting in a different way. And as for her answer. . . you'll see.
Fangirl-Oh, don't cry. I promise that if you're reading this I've updated.
Sujakata-Yeah, I am rude. You think the monkey thing was ingenuius? *star eyes* Wow, thanks. As for the stars in my eyes. They're in perfect health and would like to thank you for your concern.
Disclaimer
Uh, I'm taking over the world eventually, and I'm going to put all the cute men Marvel owns in my harem, but until then, they belong to Marvel. Pity, I'd be a lot nicer to them. *pouty face* They'd still get to see their girl friends and wives, and they wouldn't die in horrible ways, and Angst would be eliminated. Of course this means I would have to have Scott & Jean bound and gagged in padded rooms, since they seem to be suceptible to death and angst, but otherwise, it's all good. I'm also curing stupid, and making college cost as much as high school.
Anyway, The story begins. . . wait for it. . .now!
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"Ah'm not ready ta go out with anyone yet. Ah do like ya." Rogue's voice lost any power it had and what she said next was barely above a whisper, but Remy heard ever word. "Ah'm sorry. Ah just. . .can't"
Rogue sighed and stared at the paper cup that contained her drink, while Remy internally told her to change her mind before she looked up. He then wondered why it mattered so much. He wasn't mad that she had been able to resist him, because truth be told he wasn't trying too hard. He didn't know where the monkey idea came from, but was now rethinking himself. So to avoid asking himself questions he didn't want the answers to, he decided it didn't matter. Then he had to comunicate this to Rogue.
"It's okay Rogue, I understand. Y' wanna go get de stuff y' need f'r your revenge?"
Rogue looked up, and wondered what the hell sort of mood swing medicine he was on. She was supposed to be able to change her mood at the drop of a hat, not him. Deciding to go with it, because it was less akward, she shook her head.
"Nah. They didn't have any fake blood. That's all Ah need to buy. Well, that and classics, like shaving cream, colored hair spray, and horrendous make up. But Ah'm getting those for free when I see Risty tomorrow."
"What? Oh, hey Rogue!" Rogue looked around the food court for the source of the voice. Risty was walking over to their table. Rogue grabbed a chair and slid it in front of her, much to Remy's chagrin. He wasn't quite sure about this english chic. She seemed too broody to be a noraml girl. But then again so did Rogue. But then again (again), Rogue had an excuse, she wasn't a normal girl. But, regardless of what he thought, there she was, in all her purple, five foot five glory.
"Great to see ya. Sorry I wasn't home last night, but me gran'mum and me went out to eat." [I should have killed Todd and come to hang out with you. Why do you hang around with that man?]
"It's okay, Ah got anothah ride. Sounds like you had a good time last night."
Risty smiled, but inside Mystique gagged. "Oh yeah." [I had to clean up one of Todd's experiments while the wusses I'm trying to train ran away from it. We had to call animal control eventually, and I have an Aussie camped out on my couch, for God knows what reason. I definitly had _lots_ of fun last night.]
"Well, I'd love ta stay an' chat, but I'm going back to England tomorrow night, and need to get something for my cousin."
Rogue looked unhappy and Mystique wondered what the matter was. "I'm only going to be gone for a month, luv."
"Oh, usually you aren't gone for so long." [Usually I didn't have to whip some losers into something resembling fighters] Mystique thought, keeping Risty's face attentive and understanding. "We're have in' a goin' away party next week, an' Ah wanted ta invite you."
"Sorry I have to take a rain check but. . ."
"No, it's okay, because we're goin' ta London. Didn't ya say you're from around there?" (did she? I don't think she said where in England, so I'm probably safe.)
Mystique cursed in her head. Yes she had. Her cover might be righteously blown if she didn't find a way to fix it. Unfortunatly, Risty's mouth and Mystique's brain were on two diffrent frequencies. "Yeah. You've gotta look me up so we can hang out!" Mystique needed a lot of will power not to clamp her hand over he mouth to stop it from going on. She sighed with relief when her cell phone rang.
"'Lo? Oh, right." Risty put her hand over the mouthpiece and looked at Rogue. "My gran'mum; I've got to go. See ya soon!" Risty walked as fast as she could into the crowd.
Remy looked at the retreating back of Rogue's best friend. "Dat is one strange femme."
When Mystique was out of hearing range she continued talking to Lance. "I don't care why he's sleeping on our couch, get him off. If he really wants to join us, tell him to help you losers clean up, and that he's sold his soul to me. Got it?" She heard LAnce grunt and a yelp from farther off. Then someone swearing in what could only be australian slang (nothing else sounds like Australian slang). [Why do I attract the idiots? Couldn't you stay with Magneto?] "Lance, don't kick anyone else, unless they're Scott or Baldy, got it? And hide my lighters and liquer."
***
Oh, I forgot. In the last chapter there was suposed to be a line that said Gorillas aren't monkeys. I had to edit it out but I liked it so much I put it in the foot notes. It was my etire motivation to make the atuffed thing a Gorilla and not a monkey. At least I think they're apes and not monkeys. I could be wrong and just look stupid now. Either way. . .
Peace and Love,
Panther Nesmith
Reports of my death are only slightly exagerated (My sanity died a while ago, but other than that. . .), and reports of my laziness and refusal to wite anymore are my enemies trying to take over my ideas. Well I say YOU CAN'T HAVE THEM! Unless you're going to put them on a website, or MiST them, or whatever.
Um, I'm haveing a nice four day weekend after exams. I think I passed them all except tech ed. But it was only a semester class, and I had an A in it until then. Anyone who has taken Psycology review and tell me if you liked it, because that's what I have in leu of Tech Ed. starting on Tuesday.
Yes, this begining is exceptionall long for a reason. Just a little bit more tension. . . What will Rogue say? How will her answer affect them? Will Kurt kill Remy if he touches Rogue? Some of these and more in this chapter.
But first,
Reviews
Lady MR- Don't kill me! I'm just my muse's slave. I only write it, I don't control it! There will be Rogue/Remy interactions. Hoo boy. The interract so much. . . anyway, Um, I kinda lost my train of thought. Er. . . Oh yeah. Please don't kill me!
Ishandahalf-Glad I could help with the exam blahs. I hated my adv. bio. exam, but mainly because that class is crap. Studying? What is this studying? I have never done such a thing. Yeah, I'm a slacker. He's a lumberjack and he's okay. . . Wow, a rabid plaid fan. You probably like Wolverine then huh? The endings um, somthing, yeah. Gawd. His hair is terrible! It can't look like that all the time! Maybe his black head thingy messes it up. I hope so. *shudder* ugh. The one bright point in the whole friggin' hour of *covers mouth with both hands until it stops running.* Sorry, spoilers bad. We should both have more influence on the world. It might not be better, but it'd be more fun. And yeah, Damn straight.
Starlightz-Yeah, The monkey thing was fun. The little girl is my youngest brother Jacob. I don't know why, but she is. Oh, Heck yeah, I woulda leaned down and pretended to go for her throat (carpe jugulum). You're not twisted, it's just the light refracting in a different way. And as for her answer. . . you'll see.
Fangirl-Oh, don't cry. I promise that if you're reading this I've updated.
Sujakata-Yeah, I am rude. You think the monkey thing was ingenuius? *star eyes* Wow, thanks. As for the stars in my eyes. They're in perfect health and would like to thank you for your concern.
Disclaimer
Uh, I'm taking over the world eventually, and I'm going to put all the cute men Marvel owns in my harem, but until then, they belong to Marvel. Pity, I'd be a lot nicer to them. *pouty face* They'd still get to see their girl friends and wives, and they wouldn't die in horrible ways, and Angst would be eliminated. Of course this means I would have to have Scott & Jean bound and gagged in padded rooms, since they seem to be suceptible to death and angst, but otherwise, it's all good. I'm also curing stupid, and making college cost as much as high school.
Anyway, The story begins. . . wait for it. . .now!
***
"Ah'm not ready ta go out with anyone yet. Ah do like ya." Rogue's voice lost any power it had and what she said next was barely above a whisper, but Remy heard ever word. "Ah'm sorry. Ah just. . .can't"
Rogue sighed and stared at the paper cup that contained her drink, while Remy internally told her to change her mind before she looked up. He then wondered why it mattered so much. He wasn't mad that she had been able to resist him, because truth be told he wasn't trying too hard. He didn't know where the monkey idea came from, but was now rethinking himself. So to avoid asking himself questions he didn't want the answers to, he decided it didn't matter. Then he had to comunicate this to Rogue.
"It's okay Rogue, I understand. Y' wanna go get de stuff y' need f'r your revenge?"
Rogue looked up, and wondered what the hell sort of mood swing medicine he was on. She was supposed to be able to change her mood at the drop of a hat, not him. Deciding to go with it, because it was less akward, she shook her head.
"Nah. They didn't have any fake blood. That's all Ah need to buy. Well, that and classics, like shaving cream, colored hair spray, and horrendous make up. But Ah'm getting those for free when I see Risty tomorrow."
"What? Oh, hey Rogue!" Rogue looked around the food court for the source of the voice. Risty was walking over to their table. Rogue grabbed a chair and slid it in front of her, much to Remy's chagrin. He wasn't quite sure about this english chic. She seemed too broody to be a noraml girl. But then again so did Rogue. But then again (again), Rogue had an excuse, she wasn't a normal girl. But, regardless of what he thought, there she was, in all her purple, five foot five glory.
"Great to see ya. Sorry I wasn't home last night, but me gran'mum and me went out to eat." [I should have killed Todd and come to hang out with you. Why do you hang around with that man?]
"It's okay, Ah got anothah ride. Sounds like you had a good time last night."
Risty smiled, but inside Mystique gagged. "Oh yeah." [I had to clean up one of Todd's experiments while the wusses I'm trying to train ran away from it. We had to call animal control eventually, and I have an Aussie camped out on my couch, for God knows what reason. I definitly had _lots_ of fun last night.]
"Well, I'd love ta stay an' chat, but I'm going back to England tomorrow night, and need to get something for my cousin."
Rogue looked unhappy and Mystique wondered what the matter was. "I'm only going to be gone for a month, luv."
"Oh, usually you aren't gone for so long." [Usually I didn't have to whip some losers into something resembling fighters] Mystique thought, keeping Risty's face attentive and understanding. "We're have in' a goin' away party next week, an' Ah wanted ta invite you."
"Sorry I have to take a rain check but. . ."
"No, it's okay, because we're goin' ta London. Didn't ya say you're from around there?" (did she? I don't think she said where in England, so I'm probably safe.)
Mystique cursed in her head. Yes she had. Her cover might be righteously blown if she didn't find a way to fix it. Unfortunatly, Risty's mouth and Mystique's brain were on two diffrent frequencies. "Yeah. You've gotta look me up so we can hang out!" Mystique needed a lot of will power not to clamp her hand over he mouth to stop it from going on. She sighed with relief when her cell phone rang.
"'Lo? Oh, right." Risty put her hand over the mouthpiece and looked at Rogue. "My gran'mum; I've got to go. See ya soon!" Risty walked as fast as she could into the crowd.
Remy looked at the retreating back of Rogue's best friend. "Dat is one strange femme."
When Mystique was out of hearing range she continued talking to Lance. "I don't care why he's sleeping on our couch, get him off. If he really wants to join us, tell him to help you losers clean up, and that he's sold his soul to me. Got it?" She heard LAnce grunt and a yelp from farther off. Then someone swearing in what could only be australian slang (nothing else sounds like Australian slang). [Why do I attract the idiots? Couldn't you stay with Magneto?] "Lance, don't kick anyone else, unless they're Scott or Baldy, got it? And hide my lighters and liquer."
***
Oh, I forgot. In the last chapter there was suposed to be a line that said Gorillas aren't monkeys. I had to edit it out but I liked it so much I put it in the foot notes. It was my etire motivation to make the atuffed thing a Gorilla and not a monkey. At least I think they're apes and not monkeys. I could be wrong and just look stupid now. Either way. . .
Peace and Love,
Panther Nesmith