Hey All!
this is the song fic portion of the fic. The rest will look a little like this. I have some surprises in store, but everything will seem obvious when it's all said and done. The first song is Dave Mathiews Band 'Everyday'. It's too much of a jazz song, (ie, the lyrics alone make no damn sense). Best read while listening to it on repeat, so you get a feel for the song. The first line or two is a capella (without instruments) and you should keep that in mind.
Reviews
Miranda-Oh, thank God. I can not possibly write Pietro with a girlfriend, unless I don't like the girl. Poitr I can do easily. Glad you liked the chappie. Chicken pox do suck. Sorry you had 'em twice beb. Hope I won't give it to ya via the internet. That would be beyond crappy. Thanx for the review!
Ishandahalf-Glad you're back! *hug* I missed your ramblings, and paint obsessed mom, and. . .you've been to Krakow? Pidgeons are funny. They're bigger than chickens, and reproduce more than certain breeds of Summers. I worked X-men into my response to one of you reviews. I realize how rare this really is. The hair made Scott Evil. I hope he doesn't stay bald. You early chicken pox people suck. I heard all day at school about people's pox. I got some really disturbing imagery from that, believe me you. I really can't stand it when my stuffed animals taunt me. It's my pet peeve, beside blondes chewing gum. Trivial pursuit is Canadian? Of course it is. (don't lynch me!) Oh, hey, random reminiscence (Sp?) The Simpson's epsiode where Bart's on the boat to stay away from Sideshow Bob. When Sideshow Bob steps on the rakes is the most hilarious thing I have ever seen in my life. Thank you for coming back! *'nother hug* The world's scary with only sane people.
Disclaimer
If I had a million dollars, I wouldn't have to write a a rhyme for could. If I had a million dollars, I'd buy evo because I could. If I had a million dollars I'd be rich!
In other words, my lack of mucho dinero gives me no right beyond freedom of speech (ha!) to use these people, songs, and products in my fics. Coca Cola has pulled their sponsorship, so all coke machines are red boxes, okay? (had to write that. I've been watching too much taped Rocky Horror I got off Vh1)
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"Kurt! Amanda's here!" Kitty yelled, leaning out her door. She'd seen Kerri's car drop Amanda off out her window, while getting dressed.
Kerri, Amanda's best friend, was checking the place out.
"You sure your tutor lives here? Isn't this the place those freaks live?"
"Yes but there are geniuses giving cheap homework help. Thanks Kerri." [I wish I didn't have to cover for you all the time Kurt. You better not have that damn watch on when I walk in.]
Kurt 'bamf'ed down to the door, and stood waiting for Amanda to knock. Rogue was carrying her last adition to the party's munchies (salsa, with the weird peppers and spices Jean couldn't identify, yes, the canna. . .cinnamon too) and laughed at her brother.
"Kurt, you're hopeless."
"At least I'm going out vis the person I like, unlike certain sisters of mine, who will stay unamed."
"Damn straight." Kurt stage sighed and Rogue laughed (on the inside), while she out the finishing touches on the snack table.
Kurt flinched when she turned around, fully expecting at least as smack on the head, if she was in a comparativly good mood. Then he heard a knock on the door and didn't care two cents what his sister did.
"Pick me up love!"
Every head in the institute shot up. The D.J. had cranked his system, and most of the people were in the rec. room before the answer.
"Pick me up love, (how long how long how long)
Everyday"
Twangy notes began and almost every student was in the room; some checking out the decor., some talking, Tabitha and who ever she could grab were dancing.
"Pick me up, oh, from the bottom,
Up to the top, lov, everyday
Pay no mind to taunts or advances,
I take my chances on everyday."
Scott and Jean looked at each other. Scott was singing (not badly, but he's no Dave Matthiews), and Jean was now watching him.
"Left to right,
Up and down, love,
I push up love, love, everyday."
Bobby was watchung Kurt and Amanda. He had elected himself vice squad for the party. He'd tasted all of Rogue's dips, to 'check for alcohol' (pig), and was now making sure no one was having sex (so far so good, no?). He had a video camera and anyone caught doing it (any of it (there's a lot of 'it' to do (envie is an awesome fic (plug plug)))) was goin' on E-bay.
"Jump in the mud, oh,
Get your hands dirty with,
Love it up on everyday."
Remy was dancing with Amara, who was having a blast. Both of them were actually. Rogue sat in an armchair nextt o the food tables, listening to her headphones (Marilyn Manson, she's in a bad mood) and watching people dance (try this. it is so weird.).
"All you need is,
All you want is,
All you need is love,
All you need is ,
What you want is,
All you need is love."
Now Scott and Jean (suffer with me, I had to write it, and they're a couple too (bleah)) were dancing, very cozy, but not suggestive, since they were as close to adults as were compltely sober (translation, the adults are sloshed, Scott and Jean are in charge).
"Everyday,
Everyday,
Oh, Everyday"
Kurt and Amanda were standing by the door talking. Kurt 'bamf'ed over to where Rogue was sitting, & gave her a nudge, while pouring Coca. . . Mountain Dew for himself and Amanda.
"Rogue get your butt up and tell Amara to take a hike."
Rogue looked down at her hands like she was thinking, until Kurt 'bamf'ed back, and she could space out again.
"Pick me up love, from the bottom
Up to the top love, everyday
Pay no mind to taunts or advances,
I'm gonna take my chances on everyday."
Remy saw Rogue zoning out in his direction, and winked to her. Amara saw this, and 'had to go to the bathroom.' This was the first time in his life a woman had 'gone to the bathroom' on him (AN: I'm female, I can write that. God help any man who even insinuates that's something women do). He watched Amara walk over to Rogue (who was out of Amara's way), and continue on her way.
"Left to right,
Up and up and inside out right
Good love fight for everyday.
Jump in the mud
Get your hands filthy, love
Give it up, love
Everyday"
Remy pulled a chair up next to ROgue. He tapped her to get her attention, and smiled when she scowled at him.
"All you need is
All you want is
All you need is love
All you need is
What you want is
All you need is love"
Jean was completely engrossed in dacing with Scott. If the music had stopped she'd have kept on dancing. Hell, if Magneto had come in wearing a beach towel and swimming trunks, singing the Lumber Jack song at the top of his lungs neither of them would have flinched.
"Oh. . .
What you've got
Lay it down on me,
What you've got,
Lay it down on me"
Kurt and Amanda had started to dance, and were also preocupied. Untill Bobby and Jubilee accidentally kno ke Kurt into Amanda, sending them both to the floor; Kurt on top of Amanda. Both were now regally embarrassed. That is, unitl Hank walked in. They shot up and away from each other like shrapnel and tried to look innocent. Hank shook his head and went to get some pretzels. (I love Hank. He's so down to earth)
"All you need is
All you want is,
All you need is love
All you need is,
What you want is,
All you need is love."
Rogue smiled at Kurt and Amanda. [Thank God it's not me.] Remy laughed a little before thinking of a way to keep Rogue smiling.
"Everyday
Everyday,
oh, everyday. . ."
Scott and Jean were stil oblivious. Bobby and Jubilee saw this. Bobby was officially bored with the vice squad gig, and was now Bobby Drake, Original Prankster (BREAK DOWN THE WALL!). Bobby looked at Jubilee, Jubilee nodded, and soon their plan was in action. They'd both been screwed by Kitty (Dirty minds, all of you), and Jubilee, who'd been left behind on a shopping trip, was eager to help Bobby.
"Pick me up love
Lift me up love
Pick me up love
Everyday. . ."
Rouge saw Jubilee and Bobby exchang meniacal looks. This brought her out of catatonia, and greatly interrested her. Remy saw it too, and made sure to keep an eye on the two of them.
"Up from the bottom, everyday
Up to the top love, everyday
Pick me up love
lift me up love
pick me up love
everyday"
The D.J. pulled the microphone toward him and made his introductions.
Amara came back from 'the bathroom' dragging Sam and Jamie by the arms (if you got this far without innuendo, check your pulse, you may be dead). She said somehting about stupid guys, and Jamie replyed.
"I'd rather watch Wild Wild West than listen to crappy music, and watch Scott and Jean half make out. I do that everyday after school."
There was an 'Amen' from Rogue's direction, but no one listened to whoever it was (pick one and stick with it), becasue at that moment the Brotherhood showed up.
This caused a fair amount of pandemonium, and maybe got Rogue a look or two. She didn't care.
(flashback, the BoM house: two minutes earlier)---
"I hope you boys are happy."
The brotherhood looked at Mystique (they're always in the same room whe I need them to be). "I'm missing a very important [party] spying opportunity to train your worthless selves."
"Spyin' opportunity? What, your secret positions in the government not enough?" St. John said, tearing himself away from Comedy Central Presents Wanda Starks.
"On the X-men. I asume Magneto told you they're our enemies." Mystique was pissed off, and by God the BoM would hear about it!
"How're you gonna spy on 'em, yo? It took you for ever to set yourself up as Captain Shiny Head."
Wanda buried her head in her hands. "Captain Shiny Head? Why does the least intellgent person I know fawn over me?"
Wanda decided burying her head was too girly, so she crossed her arms and glared at Todd, who smiled at her. Lance was leaning in a corner, trying to look like Marlon Brando, circa 'The Wild Ones' and missing horribly. Todd was fawning over Wanda, as usual. Wanda to her credit, didn't toss him out the window. Pietro was with his father, and now there was the addition of St. John, who was now playing war with Fred.
"There is a party there tonight, which Rogue invited me to. I was forced to turn her invitation down."
John put his cards down and looked up, "Ah. So this was a 'spying opportunity'." He said, using finger quotes, a la Doctor Evil. John thought for a bit before going on. "Is there food? We're out. I'm going. Who's with me?" John was standing, looking at his new teammates, who were mainly trying to look innocent, except Wanda.
"She's my sister, so I have a right to go. I'm too hungry to care anyway."
"I'm going too, yo."
"I'm hungry too."
"You're usually hungry." Lance said, seeing where this conversation wa going and not liking it at all. He really didn't want to see Kitty again. But, he too was hungry, and if worse came to worst, Rogue could play chess with him, far as he knew, she wouldn't be partying.
Mystique thought it over. She would have to go to keep the boys in line. Maybe she would talk to Kurt and Rogue alone. She decided to ask Irene (who is there because, um, hell I dunno, give her a reason).
Mystique went up to her room. She'd waylaid a Home Depot supply truck, and now had a complete room, which she shared with Irene.
Irene was reading a book when Mystique walked in. Mystique looked at the title before Irene cleared her throat.
"What's the matter Raven? I assume you've come in here to ask me something." Her tone wasn't angry, or formal, but curious using big words. She's actually one of those people whole like to give advice.
"I'm stuck with a tough descision."
"You'll go, but disguised as a cat. You'll get upset, and leave ten minutes later. You'll mope for a week, and finally snap out of it, deciding you're better off not interacting with your children at all."
Mystique looked at her lover. "Why aren't you being vague? I thought you tried _not_ to tell the future when others ask you to."
"I'm just telling you this from knowing you. No powers involved, except to see that Rogue and Kurt are both interrested in dating someone, and I don't believe you will aprove of either of their choices."
Mystique didn't bother looking upset.
"Just go have fun Raven. If it means stealing all of Xavier's liquer and killing someone afterward, I'll break you and the boys out."
Raven stood up, and Irene stood with her. Irene kissed Raven on the cheek, and led her to the door. "Tell Rogue I said hello if you do talk to her."
Mystique stood out on the landing. [How did Irene mangae to do that? Everytime Irene thinks I should do something, and thinks I won't she somehow makes me do it, whatever it is. That sucks. . .sometimes.]
The brotherhood was looking up the stairs. "What, are you going int hose clothes? Try not to dress like hobos. I have my pride, even if I will be a cat." Most of the brotherhood (John, Todd, and Fred), looked happy. Wanda and Lance looked non-challant, and semi-pissed, respectivley.
(end flashback)---
What the Hell?" Sam said, before remembering that fate seemed to hate him. He continued hiding behind Scott and Jean. The BoM saw the entrance they'd made. St. John stepped forward. "We come in peace. We heard there's a party, an' since we're suffering from 'Old Mother Hubbard' syndrom, we thought you'd share your food."
This ticked the X-men off. The DJ, sensing trouble, found a song that no one could fight to. A song guaranteed to defuse any situation. He prayed to God and pulled out a CD.
***
Read Come on Eileen, the best Irene/Mystique song fic to an eighties tune I had stuck in my head at the time I wrote it. And. . .
REVIEW!
Peace and Love,
Panther Nesmith
this is the song fic portion of the fic. The rest will look a little like this. I have some surprises in store, but everything will seem obvious when it's all said and done. The first song is Dave Mathiews Band 'Everyday'. It's too much of a jazz song, (ie, the lyrics alone make no damn sense). Best read while listening to it on repeat, so you get a feel for the song. The first line or two is a capella (without instruments) and you should keep that in mind.
Reviews
Miranda-Oh, thank God. I can not possibly write Pietro with a girlfriend, unless I don't like the girl. Poitr I can do easily. Glad you liked the chappie. Chicken pox do suck. Sorry you had 'em twice beb. Hope I won't give it to ya via the internet. That would be beyond crappy. Thanx for the review!
Ishandahalf-Glad you're back! *hug* I missed your ramblings, and paint obsessed mom, and. . .you've been to Krakow? Pidgeons are funny. They're bigger than chickens, and reproduce more than certain breeds of Summers. I worked X-men into my response to one of you reviews. I realize how rare this really is. The hair made Scott Evil. I hope he doesn't stay bald. You early chicken pox people suck. I heard all day at school about people's pox. I got some really disturbing imagery from that, believe me you. I really can't stand it when my stuffed animals taunt me. It's my pet peeve, beside blondes chewing gum. Trivial pursuit is Canadian? Of course it is. (don't lynch me!) Oh, hey, random reminiscence (Sp?) The Simpson's epsiode where Bart's on the boat to stay away from Sideshow Bob. When Sideshow Bob steps on the rakes is the most hilarious thing I have ever seen in my life. Thank you for coming back! *'nother hug* The world's scary with only sane people.
Disclaimer
If I had a million dollars, I wouldn't have to write a a rhyme for could. If I had a million dollars, I'd buy evo because I could. If I had a million dollars I'd be rich!
In other words, my lack of mucho dinero gives me no right beyond freedom of speech (ha!) to use these people, songs, and products in my fics. Coca Cola has pulled their sponsorship, so all coke machines are red boxes, okay? (had to write that. I've been watching too much taped Rocky Horror I got off Vh1)
***
"Kurt! Amanda's here!" Kitty yelled, leaning out her door. She'd seen Kerri's car drop Amanda off out her window, while getting dressed.
Kerri, Amanda's best friend, was checking the place out.
"You sure your tutor lives here? Isn't this the place those freaks live?"
"Yes but there are geniuses giving cheap homework help. Thanks Kerri." [I wish I didn't have to cover for you all the time Kurt. You better not have that damn watch on when I walk in.]
Kurt 'bamf'ed down to the door, and stood waiting for Amanda to knock. Rogue was carrying her last adition to the party's munchies (salsa, with the weird peppers and spices Jean couldn't identify, yes, the canna. . .cinnamon too) and laughed at her brother.
"Kurt, you're hopeless."
"At least I'm going out vis the person I like, unlike certain sisters of mine, who will stay unamed."
"Damn straight." Kurt stage sighed and Rogue laughed (on the inside), while she out the finishing touches on the snack table.
Kurt flinched when she turned around, fully expecting at least as smack on the head, if she was in a comparativly good mood. Then he heard a knock on the door and didn't care two cents what his sister did.
"Pick me up love!"
Every head in the institute shot up. The D.J. had cranked his system, and most of the people were in the rec. room before the answer.
"Pick me up love, (how long how long how long)
Everyday"
Twangy notes began and almost every student was in the room; some checking out the decor., some talking, Tabitha and who ever she could grab were dancing.
"Pick me up, oh, from the bottom,
Up to the top, lov, everyday
Pay no mind to taunts or advances,
I take my chances on everyday."
Scott and Jean looked at each other. Scott was singing (not badly, but he's no Dave Matthiews), and Jean was now watching him.
"Left to right,
Up and down, love,
I push up love, love, everyday."
Bobby was watchung Kurt and Amanda. He had elected himself vice squad for the party. He'd tasted all of Rogue's dips, to 'check for alcohol' (pig), and was now making sure no one was having sex (so far so good, no?). He had a video camera and anyone caught doing it (any of it (there's a lot of 'it' to do (envie is an awesome fic (plug plug)))) was goin' on E-bay.
"Jump in the mud, oh,
Get your hands dirty with,
Love it up on everyday."
Remy was dancing with Amara, who was having a blast. Both of them were actually. Rogue sat in an armchair nextt o the food tables, listening to her headphones (Marilyn Manson, she's in a bad mood) and watching people dance (try this. it is so weird.).
"All you need is,
All you want is,
All you need is love,
All you need is ,
What you want is,
All you need is love."
Now Scott and Jean (suffer with me, I had to write it, and they're a couple too (bleah)) were dancing, very cozy, but not suggestive, since they were as close to adults as were compltely sober (translation, the adults are sloshed, Scott and Jean are in charge).
"Everyday,
Everyday,
Oh, Everyday"
Kurt and Amanda were standing by the door talking. Kurt 'bamf'ed over to where Rogue was sitting, & gave her a nudge, while pouring Coca. . . Mountain Dew for himself and Amanda.
"Rogue get your butt up and tell Amara to take a hike."
Rogue looked down at her hands like she was thinking, until Kurt 'bamf'ed back, and she could space out again.
"Pick me up love, from the bottom
Up to the top love, everyday
Pay no mind to taunts or advances,
I'm gonna take my chances on everyday."
Remy saw Rogue zoning out in his direction, and winked to her. Amara saw this, and 'had to go to the bathroom.' This was the first time in his life a woman had 'gone to the bathroom' on him (AN: I'm female, I can write that. God help any man who even insinuates that's something women do). He watched Amara walk over to Rogue (who was out of Amara's way), and continue on her way.
"Left to right,
Up and up and inside out right
Good love fight for everyday.
Jump in the mud
Get your hands filthy, love
Give it up, love
Everyday"
Remy pulled a chair up next to ROgue. He tapped her to get her attention, and smiled when she scowled at him.
"All you need is
All you want is
All you need is love
All you need is
What you want is
All you need is love"
Jean was completely engrossed in dacing with Scott. If the music had stopped she'd have kept on dancing. Hell, if Magneto had come in wearing a beach towel and swimming trunks, singing the Lumber Jack song at the top of his lungs neither of them would have flinched.
"Oh. . .
What you've got
Lay it down on me,
What you've got,
Lay it down on me"
Kurt and Amanda had started to dance, and were also preocupied. Untill Bobby and Jubilee accidentally kno ke Kurt into Amanda, sending them both to the floor; Kurt on top of Amanda. Both were now regally embarrassed. That is, unitl Hank walked in. They shot up and away from each other like shrapnel and tried to look innocent. Hank shook his head and went to get some pretzels. (I love Hank. He's so down to earth)
"All you need is
All you want is,
All you need is love
All you need is,
What you want is,
All you need is love."
Rogue smiled at Kurt and Amanda. [Thank God it's not me.] Remy laughed a little before thinking of a way to keep Rogue smiling.
"Everyday
Everyday,
oh, everyday. . ."
Scott and Jean were stil oblivious. Bobby and Jubilee saw this. Bobby was officially bored with the vice squad gig, and was now Bobby Drake, Original Prankster (BREAK DOWN THE WALL!). Bobby looked at Jubilee, Jubilee nodded, and soon their plan was in action. They'd both been screwed by Kitty (Dirty minds, all of you), and Jubilee, who'd been left behind on a shopping trip, was eager to help Bobby.
"Pick me up love
Lift me up love
Pick me up love
Everyday. . ."
Rouge saw Jubilee and Bobby exchang meniacal looks. This brought her out of catatonia, and greatly interrested her. Remy saw it too, and made sure to keep an eye on the two of them.
"Up from the bottom, everyday
Up to the top love, everyday
Pick me up love
lift me up love
pick me up love
everyday"
The D.J. pulled the microphone toward him and made his introductions.
Amara came back from 'the bathroom' dragging Sam and Jamie by the arms (if you got this far without innuendo, check your pulse, you may be dead). She said somehting about stupid guys, and Jamie replyed.
"I'd rather watch Wild Wild West than listen to crappy music, and watch Scott and Jean half make out. I do that everyday after school."
There was an 'Amen' from Rogue's direction, but no one listened to whoever it was (pick one and stick with it), becasue at that moment the Brotherhood showed up.
This caused a fair amount of pandemonium, and maybe got Rogue a look or two. She didn't care.
(flashback, the BoM house: two minutes earlier)---
"I hope you boys are happy."
The brotherhood looked at Mystique (they're always in the same room whe I need them to be). "I'm missing a very important [party] spying opportunity to train your worthless selves."
"Spyin' opportunity? What, your secret positions in the government not enough?" St. John said, tearing himself away from Comedy Central Presents Wanda Starks.
"On the X-men. I asume Magneto told you they're our enemies." Mystique was pissed off, and by God the BoM would hear about it!
"How're you gonna spy on 'em, yo? It took you for ever to set yourself up as Captain Shiny Head."
Wanda buried her head in her hands. "Captain Shiny Head? Why does the least intellgent person I know fawn over me?"
Wanda decided burying her head was too girly, so she crossed her arms and glared at Todd, who smiled at her. Lance was leaning in a corner, trying to look like Marlon Brando, circa 'The Wild Ones' and missing horribly. Todd was fawning over Wanda, as usual. Wanda to her credit, didn't toss him out the window. Pietro was with his father, and now there was the addition of St. John, who was now playing war with Fred.
"There is a party there tonight, which Rogue invited me to. I was forced to turn her invitation down."
John put his cards down and looked up, "Ah. So this was a 'spying opportunity'." He said, using finger quotes, a la Doctor Evil. John thought for a bit before going on. "Is there food? We're out. I'm going. Who's with me?" John was standing, looking at his new teammates, who were mainly trying to look innocent, except Wanda.
"She's my sister, so I have a right to go. I'm too hungry to care anyway."
"I'm going too, yo."
"I'm hungry too."
"You're usually hungry." Lance said, seeing where this conversation wa going and not liking it at all. He really didn't want to see Kitty again. But, he too was hungry, and if worse came to worst, Rogue could play chess with him, far as he knew, she wouldn't be partying.
Mystique thought it over. She would have to go to keep the boys in line. Maybe she would talk to Kurt and Rogue alone. She decided to ask Irene (who is there because, um, hell I dunno, give her a reason).
Mystique went up to her room. She'd waylaid a Home Depot supply truck, and now had a complete room, which she shared with Irene.
Irene was reading a book when Mystique walked in. Mystique looked at the title before Irene cleared her throat.
"What's the matter Raven? I assume you've come in here to ask me something." Her tone wasn't angry, or formal, but curious using big words. She's actually one of those people whole like to give advice.
"I'm stuck with a tough descision."
"You'll go, but disguised as a cat. You'll get upset, and leave ten minutes later. You'll mope for a week, and finally snap out of it, deciding you're better off not interacting with your children at all."
Mystique looked at her lover. "Why aren't you being vague? I thought you tried _not_ to tell the future when others ask you to."
"I'm just telling you this from knowing you. No powers involved, except to see that Rogue and Kurt are both interrested in dating someone, and I don't believe you will aprove of either of their choices."
Mystique didn't bother looking upset.
"Just go have fun Raven. If it means stealing all of Xavier's liquer and killing someone afterward, I'll break you and the boys out."
Raven stood up, and Irene stood with her. Irene kissed Raven on the cheek, and led her to the door. "Tell Rogue I said hello if you do talk to her."
Mystique stood out on the landing. [How did Irene mangae to do that? Everytime Irene thinks I should do something, and thinks I won't she somehow makes me do it, whatever it is. That sucks. . .sometimes.]
The brotherhood was looking up the stairs. "What, are you going int hose clothes? Try not to dress like hobos. I have my pride, even if I will be a cat." Most of the brotherhood (John, Todd, and Fred), looked happy. Wanda and Lance looked non-challant, and semi-pissed, respectivley.
(end flashback)---
What the Hell?" Sam said, before remembering that fate seemed to hate him. He continued hiding behind Scott and Jean. The BoM saw the entrance they'd made. St. John stepped forward. "We come in peace. We heard there's a party, an' since we're suffering from 'Old Mother Hubbard' syndrom, we thought you'd share your food."
This ticked the X-men off. The DJ, sensing trouble, found a song that no one could fight to. A song guaranteed to defuse any situation. He prayed to God and pulled out a CD.
***
Read Come on Eileen, the best Irene/Mystique song fic to an eighties tune I had stuck in my head at the time I wrote it. And. . .
REVIEW!
Peace and Love,
Panther Nesmith