Chapter 5
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Back in New York, Kitty received an extremely rude awakening. It went something like this:
"WHERE'S MY CAR!?" (Oh, come on if you need to know who said this, you've never seen the show).
Kitty sat straight up in bed and looked over to see Rogue's bed still in mint condition from the last time she made it, "Oh shit, Rogue never came home!".
It's a good thing Kitty didn't drink any water before bed because the next thing she heard would have definitely made her pee her pants:
"HALF-PINT, GET DOWN HERE NOW!"
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Meanwhile back at Magneto's, another meeting had been called. This time Peter a.k.a. the Colossus had drawn the short straw. He was taking no chances, as he started down that hall he went fully armed. He hesitated as he reached for the metal door handle. He thought it best to announce his presence rather than catching Remy off guard. The last thing he wanted was a charged mattress to meet him half way across the room.
"Gambit?" asked Peter as cracked the door open.
He walked in to only be welcomed by the Cajun's disheveled bed.
"Gambit?" he checked the bathroom and the closet, but to no avail.
Peter walked back down the hall to the commons room to be greeted by the confused looks of his teammates.
"Well, where is he?" demanded Mags.
"I have no idea. He's not in his room."
"WHAT?!" everyone was extremely confused.
"Looks like you got what you wished for," said Mystique smugly.
Magneto glared at her.
"He's normally back before dawn." said Pietro, "Are you sure he's not just hiding?"
"That's bazaar," said Wanda looking at her cell phone, "no one has this number, but it says I have a message."
"Here, lets hook it up to the answering machine," offered Mystique.
The message was as follows:
"Hey, it's Gambit. You not gonna b'lieve dis, but we're in prison in Canada."
"Whadda ya mean we, Swamp Rat?!" Rogue's voice could be heard.
"Easy, Petie, Remy jus' meant.OW!"
"WE wouldn't be heah if it weren't for you!"
(Crashing) "HELP!"
(Silence)
"Do ya think that worked?" asked Rogue.
"Cher, Remy din' hang up yet."
"God damn it!"
(Dial tone)
By the end of the recording Mystique was on her feet, yelling at the answering machine, "My daughter is in a Canadian prison with that . . . that . . . "
"Player?" Wanda offered.
"Exactly!" yelled Mystique.
"Here," said Magneto holding out a blank check to Sabertooth, "take this and bail Gambit out. I'll try to hold Mystique off," as he grabbed her around the waist.
Sabertooth took the check and headed out the door knowing better than to get in Mystique's way.
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At Mutant Manor the reactions were about the same after a similar message left on Kitty's phone.
"WHAT THE F*#%?!" yelled Wolverine. His voice reverberated off the cold plaster walls of the institute, "WAIT 'TILL I GET MY CLAWS IN HIM!"
"Clam down, Logan," Professor X attempted to bring Wolverine to his senses, but to no avail.
"Yes, Logan, anger will only further complicate the situation at hand," Storm interjected, while making sure she was positioned enough in front of Kitty to protect her from any bodily harm. Logan was a bit of a livewire in these types of situations, taking his aggressions out on the closest object.
"Oh no, I want to hear this explanation in person, both sides!"
"Alright, Logan, take this check and go bail Rogue out." said Xavier.
Wolverine was all to happy to take the money and run, "Be back later, Chuck."
"Oh and, Logan, I'm in no hurry to make a sizable donation to the Canadian police station." the Professor added.
"I'll see what I can do," replied Logan, rolling his eyes to himself.
"Charles, I'd write another blank check before I put the book away," Storm suggested.
"I heard that!" yelled Logan from the main hall.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Back in New York, Kitty received an extremely rude awakening. It went something like this:
"WHERE'S MY CAR!?" (Oh, come on if you need to know who said this, you've never seen the show).
Kitty sat straight up in bed and looked over to see Rogue's bed still in mint condition from the last time she made it, "Oh shit, Rogue never came home!".
It's a good thing Kitty didn't drink any water before bed because the next thing she heard would have definitely made her pee her pants:
"HALF-PINT, GET DOWN HERE NOW!"
--------------
Meanwhile back at Magneto's, another meeting had been called. This time Peter a.k.a. the Colossus had drawn the short straw. He was taking no chances, as he started down that hall he went fully armed. He hesitated as he reached for the metal door handle. He thought it best to announce his presence rather than catching Remy off guard. The last thing he wanted was a charged mattress to meet him half way across the room.
"Gambit?" asked Peter as cracked the door open.
He walked in to only be welcomed by the Cajun's disheveled bed.
"Gambit?" he checked the bathroom and the closet, but to no avail.
Peter walked back down the hall to the commons room to be greeted by the confused looks of his teammates.
"Well, where is he?" demanded Mags.
"I have no idea. He's not in his room."
"WHAT?!" everyone was extremely confused.
"Looks like you got what you wished for," said Mystique smugly.
Magneto glared at her.
"He's normally back before dawn." said Pietro, "Are you sure he's not just hiding?"
"That's bazaar," said Wanda looking at her cell phone, "no one has this number, but it says I have a message."
"Here, lets hook it up to the answering machine," offered Mystique.
The message was as follows:
"Hey, it's Gambit. You not gonna b'lieve dis, but we're in prison in Canada."
"Whadda ya mean we, Swamp Rat?!" Rogue's voice could be heard.
"Easy, Petie, Remy jus' meant.OW!"
"WE wouldn't be heah if it weren't for you!"
(Crashing) "HELP!"
(Silence)
"Do ya think that worked?" asked Rogue.
"Cher, Remy din' hang up yet."
"God damn it!"
(Dial tone)
By the end of the recording Mystique was on her feet, yelling at the answering machine, "My daughter is in a Canadian prison with that . . . that . . . "
"Player?" Wanda offered.
"Exactly!" yelled Mystique.
"Here," said Magneto holding out a blank check to Sabertooth, "take this and bail Gambit out. I'll try to hold Mystique off," as he grabbed her around the waist.
Sabertooth took the check and headed out the door knowing better than to get in Mystique's way.
---------------
At Mutant Manor the reactions were about the same after a similar message left on Kitty's phone.
"WHAT THE F*#%?!" yelled Wolverine. His voice reverberated off the cold plaster walls of the institute, "WAIT 'TILL I GET MY CLAWS IN HIM!"
"Clam down, Logan," Professor X attempted to bring Wolverine to his senses, but to no avail.
"Yes, Logan, anger will only further complicate the situation at hand," Storm interjected, while making sure she was positioned enough in front of Kitty to protect her from any bodily harm. Logan was a bit of a livewire in these types of situations, taking his aggressions out on the closest object.
"Oh no, I want to hear this explanation in person, both sides!"
"Alright, Logan, take this check and go bail Rogue out." said Xavier.
Wolverine was all to happy to take the money and run, "Be back later, Chuck."
"Oh and, Logan, I'm in no hurry to make a sizable donation to the Canadian police station." the Professor added.
"I'll see what I can do," replied Logan, rolling his eyes to himself.
"Charles, I'd write another blank check before I put the book away," Storm suggested.
"I heard that!" yelled Logan from the main hall.
