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Chapter 8
[Living Room Cam-noon]
Henri and Mads are on that divine couch.
"Hey, it's Mads and Henri again." said Henri as Mads packed camera equipment, "It's 'bout noon, Remy and Rogue jus' left in Dad's red, convertible Jag. You have to understand if our father finds out Remy will die an excruciatin'ly lon' an' painful death. Dat car is our father's baby. He would sooner kill me or Remy befo' he let anythin' happen to it."
"Should we bring de lens cleaner?" asked Mads.
"Oui," responded Henri, "Now Remy and Rogue are headed up to a field 'bout 20 miles from 'ere," he lifted a road map from the coffee table, "de red circle is us an' de black circle is where we goin'-"
"What 'bout de tripod?" asked Mads.
"Sure," said Henri, "Here's what we know so far dere headed for de most romantic place in New Owlins other den de penthouse of Belle and Mads' father's hotel. Dey brought lunch an' a blanket. Dey din' leave a note, Remy's cell phone is still sittin' on de nightstand and one of de betta bottles of red wine is missin'-"
"How 'bout de waterproof lens?" asked Mads.
"Non, don' worry 'bout it."
"Ok," said Mads casually as she re-zipped the little case and heaved it over her shoulder.
"Our mission is to record everythin'. We put a microphone in de picnic basket and in de car. We even have an alternate camera we set up yesterday already filming down dere jus' in case dey beat us dere. Den we rented a car so dey wouldn't know we were followin' dem. Dis movie is startin' to get exspensive!"
"Who you kiddin'? You picked de rental guy's pocket took de cash out his wallet an' used it to pay for de car!" accused Mads.
"I don' deny it I am a t'ief," said Henri smiling.
"Oui, a t'ief who's compensatin' fo' sometin'. Care to explain?" asked Mads lifting a rather long (as in over a foot) camera lens attachment.
"Quoi?" asked Henri, "It came wid de camera, I swear!"
"Is dat de best you can do?" Mads provoked.
"Ladies an' Gentlemen dis about to get ugly," said Henri reaching for the throw pillow behind him, "We'll catch up wid you at de field."
WOOMP!
Henri was knocked out of the shot and on to the floor with a THUD!
"Hadda ya like me now?!" yelled Mads standing behind the couch doing a what one would assume to be a victory dance that came out more like the funky chicken.
Henri's hand came in front of the lens and then there was darkness.
[The Field-12:30]
Henri and Mads pull up to a small grassy cliff in a silver saturn, Henri puts the car in reverse and backs behind a looming shrub. They get out of the car and set up the camera equipment on the edge of the cliff over looking a grassy field. As Mads unloads the trunk, Henri sets up the tripod and placed the camera on it. Mads walks over with a camouflage blanket and the two of them hide under it just in time for Remy and Rogue to pull up in the jag.
"All systems go," whispers Mads.
"An' de eagle has landed."
Henri zooms in on the car, while Mads switches the microphone on.
(Cut to Remy and Rogue sitting in the car)
Remy kills the engine, takes the keys out of the ignition and uses the oldest move in the book. C'mon ladies you know the one where the guy fakes to stretch just so he can put his arm around the girl.
Rogue braces a little at first then feels Remy looking at her and turns look at him.
"Ain't you gon' run, Chere?"
"Run? Whay?" asked Rogue.
Remy leaned over and nuzzled her hair, "Because it ain't gon' be much of a chase if you don'."
Rogue smiled sweetly-CLICK-she unbuckled her seatbelt and leapt over her side of the car and started to run like hell across the field.
Gambit jumped his side of the almost instantaneously and started to charge after her.
"Hey, no fair Ah thought you'd at least gimme a head start!" yelled Rogue.
"When have de Acolytes ever played fair, Chere?" asked Gamit.
"Good point," said Rouge as Gambit cornered her against a tree, "but you forget, Ah used ta be one," she said as she rolled out of Remy's grasp as he lunged forward almost taking his nose out in the process.
"Damn, you good!" said Gambit as he stabled himself against the tree and then took off again in hot pursuit, "But Remy's gonna catch ya!"
"You'll nevah catch me!" yelled Rouge over her shoulder.
"Don' you worry, Cher, Gambit'll get you!" he called racing after her.
"Oh no ya won't!" shouted Rogued trying not to laugh as she wove through the trees at break neck speed.
"Remy, catcha when he wants ta catcha!" he laughed.
The two chased each other for a good 15 minutes, until Rogue finally thought she lost Gambit when she thought she saw his trench coat at the opposite end of the field. So, feeling confidant she was well out of harms way she leaned up against the largest tree in the center of the field to take a short break, when the next thing she knew someone had grabbed her around the waist on brought her down to the ground.
They rolled around for a few seconds, "Gambit?!" asked a rather confused Rogue who was now laying on top of his chest.
"Oui, Chere?" asked Gambit innocently.
"How did ya-?" Rogue was still rather bewildered.
"Quoi?" asked Remy.
That's when Rogue noticed he wasn't wearing his trench coat and when she looked to the other end of the field she saw it hanging from a tree gently blowing in the breeze.
"Whay you sneaky son of bitch!" Rogue smacked his bicep.
"You shoulda b'lieve Remy when he said he was gon' catcha," laughed Gambit.
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"He's good, you gotta give him that," laughed Creed as he tightened Mystique's restraints.
"Something tells me he's done that before, Mate," said St. John.
"I thought she had him whipped with that roll in beginning," admitted Wanda, "I didn't even see that coming!"
"Neither did Rogue," laughed Pietro.
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"I hate to admit it," said Hank, "but that tactic was pretty good."
"That car is amazing!" said Scott, "I wonder what kind of mileage it gets."
Everyone turned to stare at Scott.
"What?!" asked Scott.
"I can't believe she let her guard down!" growled Wolverine, "What does she think training is for?!"
"I don't think Rogue's mind was on training, while she was in Louisiana," ventured Jean.
"Like I don't think Rogue's mind was on a whole lot, while she was down there," said Kitty.
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Meanwhile an hour later in the park, Rogue and Remy had killed (not literally) the bottle of wine and were laying on a checkered blanket in the shade of the tree when he had pounced on her. Remy had his arm wrapped around Rogue as the two listlessly stared up at the clouds. Rogue turned her head and snuggled against Remy's chest. Remy squeezed her a little tighter and kissed her hair.
Oh ya, they were lit (drunk).
[Cut to Pre-set Camera]
Henri and Mads start to pack up the camera equipment and the camo- blanket.
"Here, you take de car back to yo' place. I'm gonna drive Rogue and Remy home. Dad'll notice the de car is missin' soon an' Remy's in no condition to drive," said Henri.
"Alright, and I'll bring Belle over later," said Mads taking the keys to the rental.
As Mads drove off Henri made his way down a side path and into the grassy field below. Casually he sauntered up to the checked blanket, "C'mon Bro, time to go 'ome. It's getting' late and I know Dad's gonna want to take Magnus (Mads and Belle's dad) out fo' dinner."
Remy looked at his brother lethargically, "One condition."
"Quoi?" asked Henri.
"How'd you know where we were?"
"Yo' my little brother, I was de one who had to drive you an' Belle everywhere, when you were datin' remember? I can fin' you pretty easily when you on a date."
Remy and Rogue were a little tipsy, but Henri managed to get them into the backseat of the car. Then he climbed into the driver's seat and put the key in the ignition and looked back at the dynamic duo as he adjusted the mirror, "Put yo' seatbelts on an' no makin' out on de freeway!"
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Sorry, it took so long but school is a bitch and I'm in desperate need of a bullwhip! Please bear with me and thank you for all of your smashing reviews.
Next up- Day 4: A Romantic Interlude with a Violin
And some brief girl talk between Belle and Rogue late a night with that rather thick photo album from before.
Oh, and before I forget-the spur references are from the previous story: Captured in Canada. There are other stories as well in order they are:
1. Once Upon a Nightclub
2. Captured in Canada
3. How Much Embarrassment Can Two Mutants Take?
4. Shot in the Dark
I'm still filling in the spaces between Once Upon a Nightclub and Shot in the Dark.
Chapter 8
[Living Room Cam-noon]
Henri and Mads are on that divine couch.
"Hey, it's Mads and Henri again." said Henri as Mads packed camera equipment, "It's 'bout noon, Remy and Rogue jus' left in Dad's red, convertible Jag. You have to understand if our father finds out Remy will die an excruciatin'ly lon' an' painful death. Dat car is our father's baby. He would sooner kill me or Remy befo' he let anythin' happen to it."
"Should we bring de lens cleaner?" asked Mads.
"Oui," responded Henri, "Now Remy and Rogue are headed up to a field 'bout 20 miles from 'ere," he lifted a road map from the coffee table, "de red circle is us an' de black circle is where we goin'-"
"What 'bout de tripod?" asked Mads.
"Sure," said Henri, "Here's what we know so far dere headed for de most romantic place in New Owlins other den de penthouse of Belle and Mads' father's hotel. Dey brought lunch an' a blanket. Dey din' leave a note, Remy's cell phone is still sittin' on de nightstand and one of de betta bottles of red wine is missin'-"
"How 'bout de waterproof lens?" asked Mads.
"Non, don' worry 'bout it."
"Ok," said Mads casually as she re-zipped the little case and heaved it over her shoulder.
"Our mission is to record everythin'. We put a microphone in de picnic basket and in de car. We even have an alternate camera we set up yesterday already filming down dere jus' in case dey beat us dere. Den we rented a car so dey wouldn't know we were followin' dem. Dis movie is startin' to get exspensive!"
"Who you kiddin'? You picked de rental guy's pocket took de cash out his wallet an' used it to pay for de car!" accused Mads.
"I don' deny it I am a t'ief," said Henri smiling.
"Oui, a t'ief who's compensatin' fo' sometin'. Care to explain?" asked Mads lifting a rather long (as in over a foot) camera lens attachment.
"Quoi?" asked Henri, "It came wid de camera, I swear!"
"Is dat de best you can do?" Mads provoked.
"Ladies an' Gentlemen dis about to get ugly," said Henri reaching for the throw pillow behind him, "We'll catch up wid you at de field."
WOOMP!
Henri was knocked out of the shot and on to the floor with a THUD!
"Hadda ya like me now?!" yelled Mads standing behind the couch doing a what one would assume to be a victory dance that came out more like the funky chicken.
Henri's hand came in front of the lens and then there was darkness.
[The Field-12:30]
Henri and Mads pull up to a small grassy cliff in a silver saturn, Henri puts the car in reverse and backs behind a looming shrub. They get out of the car and set up the camera equipment on the edge of the cliff over looking a grassy field. As Mads unloads the trunk, Henri sets up the tripod and placed the camera on it. Mads walks over with a camouflage blanket and the two of them hide under it just in time for Remy and Rogue to pull up in the jag.
"All systems go," whispers Mads.
"An' de eagle has landed."
Henri zooms in on the car, while Mads switches the microphone on.
(Cut to Remy and Rogue sitting in the car)
Remy kills the engine, takes the keys out of the ignition and uses the oldest move in the book. C'mon ladies you know the one where the guy fakes to stretch just so he can put his arm around the girl.
Rogue braces a little at first then feels Remy looking at her and turns look at him.
"Ain't you gon' run, Chere?"
"Run? Whay?" asked Rogue.
Remy leaned over and nuzzled her hair, "Because it ain't gon' be much of a chase if you don'."
Rogue smiled sweetly-CLICK-she unbuckled her seatbelt and leapt over her side of the car and started to run like hell across the field.
Gambit jumped his side of the almost instantaneously and started to charge after her.
"Hey, no fair Ah thought you'd at least gimme a head start!" yelled Rogue.
"When have de Acolytes ever played fair, Chere?" asked Gamit.
"Good point," said Rouge as Gambit cornered her against a tree, "but you forget, Ah used ta be one," she said as she rolled out of Remy's grasp as he lunged forward almost taking his nose out in the process.
"Damn, you good!" said Gambit as he stabled himself against the tree and then took off again in hot pursuit, "But Remy's gonna catch ya!"
"You'll nevah catch me!" yelled Rouge over her shoulder.
"Don' you worry, Cher, Gambit'll get you!" he called racing after her.
"Oh no ya won't!" shouted Rogued trying not to laugh as she wove through the trees at break neck speed.
"Remy, catcha when he wants ta catcha!" he laughed.
The two chased each other for a good 15 minutes, until Rogue finally thought she lost Gambit when she thought she saw his trench coat at the opposite end of the field. So, feeling confidant she was well out of harms way she leaned up against the largest tree in the center of the field to take a short break, when the next thing she knew someone had grabbed her around the waist on brought her down to the ground.
They rolled around for a few seconds, "Gambit?!" asked a rather confused Rogue who was now laying on top of his chest.
"Oui, Chere?" asked Gambit innocently.
"How did ya-?" Rogue was still rather bewildered.
"Quoi?" asked Remy.
That's when Rogue noticed he wasn't wearing his trench coat and when she looked to the other end of the field she saw it hanging from a tree gently blowing in the breeze.
"Whay you sneaky son of bitch!" Rogue smacked his bicep.
"You shoulda b'lieve Remy when he said he was gon' catcha," laughed Gambit.
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"He's good, you gotta give him that," laughed Creed as he tightened Mystique's restraints.
"Something tells me he's done that before, Mate," said St. John.
"I thought she had him whipped with that roll in beginning," admitted Wanda, "I didn't even see that coming!"
"Neither did Rogue," laughed Pietro.
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"I hate to admit it," said Hank, "but that tactic was pretty good."
"That car is amazing!" said Scott, "I wonder what kind of mileage it gets."
Everyone turned to stare at Scott.
"What?!" asked Scott.
"I can't believe she let her guard down!" growled Wolverine, "What does she think training is for?!"
"I don't think Rogue's mind was on training, while she was in Louisiana," ventured Jean.
"Like I don't think Rogue's mind was on a whole lot, while she was down there," said Kitty.
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Meanwhile an hour later in the park, Rogue and Remy had killed (not literally) the bottle of wine and were laying on a checkered blanket in the shade of the tree when he had pounced on her. Remy had his arm wrapped around Rogue as the two listlessly stared up at the clouds. Rogue turned her head and snuggled against Remy's chest. Remy squeezed her a little tighter and kissed her hair.
Oh ya, they were lit (drunk).
[Cut to Pre-set Camera]
Henri and Mads start to pack up the camera equipment and the camo- blanket.
"Here, you take de car back to yo' place. I'm gonna drive Rogue and Remy home. Dad'll notice the de car is missin' soon an' Remy's in no condition to drive," said Henri.
"Alright, and I'll bring Belle over later," said Mads taking the keys to the rental.
As Mads drove off Henri made his way down a side path and into the grassy field below. Casually he sauntered up to the checked blanket, "C'mon Bro, time to go 'ome. It's getting' late and I know Dad's gonna want to take Magnus (Mads and Belle's dad) out fo' dinner."
Remy looked at his brother lethargically, "One condition."
"Quoi?" asked Henri.
"How'd you know where we were?"
"Yo' my little brother, I was de one who had to drive you an' Belle everywhere, when you were datin' remember? I can fin' you pretty easily when you on a date."
Remy and Rogue were a little tipsy, but Henri managed to get them into the backseat of the car. Then he climbed into the driver's seat and put the key in the ignition and looked back at the dynamic duo as he adjusted the mirror, "Put yo' seatbelts on an' no makin' out on de freeway!"
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Sorry, it took so long but school is a bitch and I'm in desperate need of a bullwhip! Please bear with me and thank you for all of your smashing reviews.
Next up- Day 4: A Romantic Interlude with a Violin
And some brief girl talk between Belle and Rogue late a night with that rather thick photo album from before.
Oh, and before I forget-the spur references are from the previous story: Captured in Canada. There are other stories as well in order they are:
1. Once Upon a Nightclub
2. Captured in Canada
3. How Much Embarrassment Can Two Mutants Take?
4. Shot in the Dark
I'm still filling in the spaces between Once Upon a Nightclub and Shot in the Dark.
