Anyway Disclaimer: blah blah blah, I don't own, nor will I ever own (dang
it) any part of x-men, this is for my own and your amusement.
And then........
Rogue still couldn't believe it. She sat there dumbfounded. Piuetro began to fidget again, "Please?? Come on, I'll give a Pixie Stix!!! Ok maybe that's the wrong approach. Maybe you perfer the sugarless, ok that's a stretch, the less sugar filled Pietro. Dinner. A Movie. I promise, all I'll eat is a few pixie stixs and one, ok maybe two packs of M&M's at the movie. Ok, maybe after the movie. If I ate them during it would no be a pretty picture. I'll even pay and everything. Just tell me weather you want McDonald's or something nicer. Ok the something nicer is a given. Guess I have to dip into Lance's wallet. Ok Roguie please say something. I'm Pietro and even I'm running out of things to say now." He finally shut up and sat there, holding his breath in anticipation.
Rogue smiled, "Ok Pietro. it's a date." "You wont regret it Roguie. I'll pick you at seven. Now I must jet my pet. Algebra cannot work itself. Although we all wish it could." As he left Pietro picked up Rogue's gloved hand, kissed her knuckles. As soon as he was out of site Rogue hugged her self she was so happy. 'I can't believe this. Pietro asked me out on a date. Seriously. Oh dear God what do I wear? I wonder if there were more new cloths in my closet where these came from.' Rogue threw away her lunch bag and skipped ( yes skipped she was that happy can you believe it?) off to sixth period.
That afternoon at the mansion....
Kitty phased through the door to find Rogue going through the news cloths they had bought for her birthday. "Rogue you look like, totally confused. What are you looking for?" Kitty asked. Rogue sighed, "I need something nice to wear. Like date nice." All she heard was a squeal and then got her arms full of Kitty Pryde. "You have a date? Like when were you going to tell me? Who is he? Like I know the perfect outfit. Jean and I bought you these by the way. Happy birthday!!" Reaching into the pile Kitty pulled out a pair of black leather pants, a dark green, glittery tank top, and a gauzy white long shirt flared at the wrist. "Oh and these too." Kitty pulled out a box. Inside were pairs and pairs sheer tan gloves. "They are like thin. You can even seen your nail polish through them, but they are VERY durable. The Prof. Let us special order them." Rogue's eyes began to tear up again, "Oh Kitty." She pulled Kitty into a hug. "Where is Jean?? I have to thank her to." "Like, do it at the party. Hurry up and change you can wear this to the party and on your date."
As Kitty left Rogue went into the bathroom to change. A few minutes later she was walking down the stairs towards the sounds of laughter and music.
The party..
As she entered the room everyone turned to welcome her. Jean was the first to walk up and hug her. "You look great Rogue. I hope you like the cloths. I had to probe your mind for the sizes a little bit, but I promise I didn't go any further then that," Jean said with a wink. "They're great Jean, Ah don't how to thank you." Rogue hugged Jean again. Kurt then bamfed in between them, "Ok swister, my turn my turn." He looked as excited as a four year old standing there holding that box. Opening it up I found a stuffed doll. It was blue and covered in the softest fur lining, with sparkling yellow eyes, and a curling, pointed little tail. A ribbon around its neck had the word Elf embroidered on it. I couldn't hold back the tears. I hugged the doll to my chest and then threw myself into Kurt's arms. "She likes it. She likes it," Kurt said beaming. "Of course Ah like it ya big fuzz ball. Now I can take a piece of you with me where ever I go." Wiping the tears from her eyes she turned to Scott and Storm who were also standing there with boxes. From Scott I got a beautifully crafted red quartz window pane. When the light hit it the room would be flooded with a million red sparkles. Storm gave me a wind chime. It was decorated with the different elements of the weather. Each of them had given me a part of themselves. Something for me to always remember them by.
The Professor cleared his throat, "If our young Rogue is pleased with her gifts, perhaps she would like to cut the cake. Storm and I do have other matters to attend to."
Rogue stared at the huge cake. It was white cake with chocolate icing, her favorite. On the top were little cartoon faces of each of the X- men done in icing. And in big scrolling green letters were the words "Happy Birthday Rogue." After cutting everybody a more then generous piece of cake, Rogue sat down with Kurt, Kitty, and the rest of the crew.
Scott spoke first, "So what do you want to do tonight Rogue? A movie? Clubbing? You're the birthday girl so the skies the limit." "Ok," Scott said with a grin, "maybe not the sky. Ha Ha, the prof. Won't let us fly the Blackbird 'unsupervised'." Everyone laughed at the joke, and then Kitty spoke up, "Rogue like has a date tonight." Everyone stopped eating their cake to look up at Rogue. Kurt was the first to speak, "Wit who are you dating might a brother ask?" Scott seconded that question, "Yeah Rogue, who is it?" Jean glared at Scott and Kurt, "It'll be ok guys. Just give Rogue tonight. She'll tell us when she is ready. Don't ruin it for her." Rogue knew that Jean had looked into her mind, but she couldn't be mad. Jean actually seems supportive. 'Of course I'm supportive Rogue,' Jean thought to her. 'I can see how much you like Pietro, and even though I've never tried to read his mind, I know he has feelings for you. The others will learn to accept it. Like they did with Lance and Kitty.' Rogue thought back at the red haired girl, 'Thank you Jean'. Rogue smiled, and they all sat back to finish their cake.
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Next up..Rogue's date!! I hope ya'll like how this is going. This is one of the longest chapters I've written so far. More should be up later today. I'm writing another story at the same time I'm writing this. So I'm trying to even out the updates between the two. Just review and tell me what you think!! Later!
And then........
Rogue still couldn't believe it. She sat there dumbfounded. Piuetro began to fidget again, "Please?? Come on, I'll give a Pixie Stix!!! Ok maybe that's the wrong approach. Maybe you perfer the sugarless, ok that's a stretch, the less sugar filled Pietro. Dinner. A Movie. I promise, all I'll eat is a few pixie stixs and one, ok maybe two packs of M&M's at the movie. Ok, maybe after the movie. If I ate them during it would no be a pretty picture. I'll even pay and everything. Just tell me weather you want McDonald's or something nicer. Ok the something nicer is a given. Guess I have to dip into Lance's wallet. Ok Roguie please say something. I'm Pietro and even I'm running out of things to say now." He finally shut up and sat there, holding his breath in anticipation.
Rogue smiled, "Ok Pietro. it's a date." "You wont regret it Roguie. I'll pick you at seven. Now I must jet my pet. Algebra cannot work itself. Although we all wish it could." As he left Pietro picked up Rogue's gloved hand, kissed her knuckles. As soon as he was out of site Rogue hugged her self she was so happy. 'I can't believe this. Pietro asked me out on a date. Seriously. Oh dear God what do I wear? I wonder if there were more new cloths in my closet where these came from.' Rogue threw away her lunch bag and skipped ( yes skipped she was that happy can you believe it?) off to sixth period.
That afternoon at the mansion....
Kitty phased through the door to find Rogue going through the news cloths they had bought for her birthday. "Rogue you look like, totally confused. What are you looking for?" Kitty asked. Rogue sighed, "I need something nice to wear. Like date nice." All she heard was a squeal and then got her arms full of Kitty Pryde. "You have a date? Like when were you going to tell me? Who is he? Like I know the perfect outfit. Jean and I bought you these by the way. Happy birthday!!" Reaching into the pile Kitty pulled out a pair of black leather pants, a dark green, glittery tank top, and a gauzy white long shirt flared at the wrist. "Oh and these too." Kitty pulled out a box. Inside were pairs and pairs sheer tan gloves. "They are like thin. You can even seen your nail polish through them, but they are VERY durable. The Prof. Let us special order them." Rogue's eyes began to tear up again, "Oh Kitty." She pulled Kitty into a hug. "Where is Jean?? I have to thank her to." "Like, do it at the party. Hurry up and change you can wear this to the party and on your date."
As Kitty left Rogue went into the bathroom to change. A few minutes later she was walking down the stairs towards the sounds of laughter and music.
The party..
As she entered the room everyone turned to welcome her. Jean was the first to walk up and hug her. "You look great Rogue. I hope you like the cloths. I had to probe your mind for the sizes a little bit, but I promise I didn't go any further then that," Jean said with a wink. "They're great Jean, Ah don't how to thank you." Rogue hugged Jean again. Kurt then bamfed in between them, "Ok swister, my turn my turn." He looked as excited as a four year old standing there holding that box. Opening it up I found a stuffed doll. It was blue and covered in the softest fur lining, with sparkling yellow eyes, and a curling, pointed little tail. A ribbon around its neck had the word Elf embroidered on it. I couldn't hold back the tears. I hugged the doll to my chest and then threw myself into Kurt's arms. "She likes it. She likes it," Kurt said beaming. "Of course Ah like it ya big fuzz ball. Now I can take a piece of you with me where ever I go." Wiping the tears from her eyes she turned to Scott and Storm who were also standing there with boxes. From Scott I got a beautifully crafted red quartz window pane. When the light hit it the room would be flooded with a million red sparkles. Storm gave me a wind chime. It was decorated with the different elements of the weather. Each of them had given me a part of themselves. Something for me to always remember them by.
The Professor cleared his throat, "If our young Rogue is pleased with her gifts, perhaps she would like to cut the cake. Storm and I do have other matters to attend to."
Rogue stared at the huge cake. It was white cake with chocolate icing, her favorite. On the top were little cartoon faces of each of the X- men done in icing. And in big scrolling green letters were the words "Happy Birthday Rogue." After cutting everybody a more then generous piece of cake, Rogue sat down with Kurt, Kitty, and the rest of the crew.
Scott spoke first, "So what do you want to do tonight Rogue? A movie? Clubbing? You're the birthday girl so the skies the limit." "Ok," Scott said with a grin, "maybe not the sky. Ha Ha, the prof. Won't let us fly the Blackbird 'unsupervised'." Everyone laughed at the joke, and then Kitty spoke up, "Rogue like has a date tonight." Everyone stopped eating their cake to look up at Rogue. Kurt was the first to speak, "Wit who are you dating might a brother ask?" Scott seconded that question, "Yeah Rogue, who is it?" Jean glared at Scott and Kurt, "It'll be ok guys. Just give Rogue tonight. She'll tell us when she is ready. Don't ruin it for her." Rogue knew that Jean had looked into her mind, but she couldn't be mad. Jean actually seems supportive. 'Of course I'm supportive Rogue,' Jean thought to her. 'I can see how much you like Pietro, and even though I've never tried to read his mind, I know he has feelings for you. The others will learn to accept it. Like they did with Lance and Kitty.' Rogue thought back at the red haired girl, 'Thank you Jean'. Rogue smiled, and they all sat back to finish their cake.
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Next up..Rogue's date!! I hope ya'll like how this is going. This is one of the longest chapters I've written so far. More should be up later today. I'm writing another story at the same time I'm writing this. So I'm trying to even out the updates between the two. Just review and tell me what you think!! Later!