Hehehe. . . , more pop for me! I have all these empty pop cans by my computer. I asked everyone I know for prank ideas, and the best anyone could come up with was "Do you have prince Albert in a can?" So I'm gonna do a prank I did with my friends once (It's horribly mean, and NEVER do this!) This guy was kinda mean so we were horrible. NEVER EVER DO THIS. I don't want to be responsible for leading you astray.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~**~*~*~*~*~* ~*~*~*~

"Hello?" The voice repeated. It sounded angry. Remy hung up. Everyone groaned.

"What happened ta not bein' afraid cajun?" Rogue mocked, trying to hide her disappointment. Everyone waited for his answer.

"Remy got a better idea chere." His smile was almost scary. He picked up the receiver and dialed a random number. He cleared his throat and when an answering machine came on he spoke slowly, and without an accent. "Hello, this is your phone service company. There was a problem accessing your account and your phone will be disconnected at four PM tomorrow afternoon unless you dial area code--" He proceeded to give them Magneto's number. "- And help us address the problem. That number again is--" He repeated the numbers slowly, ending with, "Thank you, and have a nice day."

The other mutants gaped. Grinning he hung up and dialed a new random number. The others could only watch in shock as he repeated his prank again and again. By the time he had called ten people, they were all struggling to contain their laughter. By twenty, they all wanted in on it.

"Pass the phone here Remy!"

"Give me a turn!"

"Don't listen to them, me first!"

Not even Rogue could completely hide her anticipation. Gambit held the phone out in her direction. "Chere?" For a minute she just looked at him, tempted to refuse. But then she grabbed it and yanked it away from him.

"This doesn't mean Ah like ya or anything."

"Of course not." But he was grinning.

She scowled. "Ah don't."

The smile stayed on his face. Still scowling, she dialed a number. They all listened to the speakerphone as the phone rang 2, 3 times. Any minute now the answering machine would come on.

"Hello?" A sleepy voice answered. Rogues eyes widened. This wasn't supposed to happen! Before she could stutter out an apology, she saw Remy laughing at her. Steeling herself, she made her voice sound as business like as possible, and went through the whole speech. She couldn't keep a straight face as the person on the other end tried to interrupt, but she managed keep her voice steady, and just as she was hanging up they heard the woman on the other end cuss loudly. Placing the receiver onto the cradle, Rogue burst out laughing. Everyone joined in, and many held out their hands for high-fives.

"Way to go Rogue."

"That's it! Keep your cool yo."

"Show 'em whose boss!"

Her eyes met Remy's and she couldn't resist from flaunting her skill. "Well sugah, how'd Ah do?"

He met her gaze steadily. "Remy never been so impressed with a fille."

"Uh, good." Rogue stammered. Why couldn't he get annoyed with her like he was supposed to! Kitty watched the exchange with interest. Who knew what crazy ideas the freshman was coming up with. "It's your turn, Swamp Rat."

"Truth or Dare, Rogue?" How could a question like that make her want to blush? She HATED him, him AND his stupid Cajun charm and good looks.

"Dare, Swamp Rat." She couldn't do truth because people might think she was afraid, and who knew what kind of questions he would ask!

"Remy dare you ta call him by his name for de rest o de night, chere." His eyes had met hers again, and for the millionth time she found herself furious at her reaction.

"Now, why would he want that?"

"Don' matter why." He answered. "Dat be your dare."

Remy. She liked that name. Which was why she didn't want to call him that. It was hard enough calming the butterflies in her stomach while she insulted him.

"No problem, Remy." She tried to make her voice mocking, but the sarcasm was so faint she wasn't sure if he heard it. "But in mah heart you'll always be a Swamp Rat." There, maybe now he'd get the picture.

"As long as I'm in your heart chere." Wrong picture! Wrong! Rogue had the insane urge to smack her hand against her head, or better yet, his. She forced a smile.

"Ah bet ya say that ta all the girls." Where did that come from? It sounded like she was flirting!

"Non," He winked. "Only the pretty ones."

"So that's what Ah have ta do ta get rid o' ya." This time her smile was real.

Before she could finish her thought, he interrupted, shaking his head. "It don' be dat easy chere. Remy'd talk to ya even if you were ugly."

"And why is that Sw--, Remy?" She held her breath. Why did his answer matter so much?

"Cause you be de first fille ta ever-- worry bout his lungs."

She blinked. "Your lungs?"

"Oui chere," He produced the pack of cigarettes. "Remy need ta keep ya around ta watch out for him, non?"

She was about to shout an angry retort, but stopped herself. Why had he paused? Was he gonna say something else, instead of worrying about his lungs? If so, what? And why did she care?

She didn't. "Just don't prove ta be more trouble than you're worth."

"Remy's never more trouble den he be worth."

She rolled her eyes. "You're pushin' it already."

"You know you love me, chere."

"HAH!" She would have said more, but Kitty grabbed her arm.

"NOW who's holding up the game Rogue?"

Remy watched with pleasure as another blush stained her cheeks. He couldn't explain why it was so much fun getting a rise out of her and making her blush-- probably because she was so dead set against having anything to do with him. He still couldn't figure out why he had given her the dare he did. What did he care what she called him? It's not like he hadn't been called worse. Remy. He had never liked his name too much, it made him think of some goody two shoes southern gentleman. But the way she said-well, he felt like anything OTHER than a gentleman. *It's just cause she's pretty.* He reassured himself, stealing another glance in her direction. *Remy don' have a thing for her. Soon she'll fall in love me and be like all de rest. Boring.*

Rogue surveyed the room, still glaring. "Pietro!" The silver haired boy jumped. "Truth or dare?"

Rogue looked downright evil. He wanted to say truth, but Kitty was watching, just waiting for him to look stupid. "Dare."

"Ah dare ya ta. . . bock like a chicken and flap your arms." His mouth dropped open. Everyone burst out laughing. "For five minutes!" Remy clutched his side, laughing along with everyone else. Finally, Pietro, forced to look stupid.

"What?!" Pietro exclaimed. "What kind of a dare is that?! You supposed to get me to steal something or do something dangerous!"

"Calling HIM Remy isn't dangerous, and ya didn't complain than, Sugah." Rogue grinned, enjoying her.

"Come on you guys!" He looked around pleadingly. No one could look at him without laughing.

"What's the matter Pietro?" Kitty snickered. "Scared?"

Resignedly he stood up and put his fists to his waist. Just at that moment the phone rang.

"Who would be calling at four in the morning?" Lance murmured, reaching over to pick up the phone. "Hello?"

"Hey kid," The speakerphone was still on, and everyone heard the gruff voice of Wolverine. "Are Stripes and Half-Pint there?"

Kitty gulped. Rogue smacked her hand against her forehead. "We are so dead."

"I heard that Stripes," Logan's voice was low and dangerous. "I'll be right over to pick you two up." They all heard the click as the feral X-man hung up.

Kitty and Rogue looked at each other. Everyone else looked at Kitty and Rogue. Lance slowly hung up the phone. "It was nice knowing you ladies."

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~**~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~*~*~*~

"Why do ya immediately think we snuck out." Rogue growled, following Kitty and Logan to the car. "We COULD have been kidnapped, our killed, or abducted by aliens for all ya know, but the first thing that springs ta mind is, 'they snuck out'!"

"Stripes, I could smell you and Kitty all over the mansion. No one else was with you."

Suddenly Kitty grinned. "Except Jean."

Rogue snickered.

"Ya wanna explain that one, Half-Pint?"

"Not really."

He shrugged and got in the car. The girls followed suite.

"So, uh, Logan." Kitty began. "Who like, uh, exactly knows about um, our little escapade?"

"I haven't told the prof yet Half-Pint. But don't worry, I will."

She slumped in her seat. Rogue sat up straight.

"How bout we make a deal, Logan."

He raised an eyebrow.

"You 'forget' to tell the professor, and Ah'll tell you who has your boxers."

Logan stopped the car and looked back at her. "You know?"

"Ah wouldn't have suggested it if Ah didn't."

His eyes were menacing. "Deal."

Evan was gonna HATE her. Kitty looked slightly happier, but not by much. What would Logan do when he found out HER role?

*******~~~~~~~~********~~~~~~~*******~~~~~~~~********~~~~~~~~~*********~~~~~ ~~~****

Logan HAD to say yes you guys, because I don't want my characters grounded. So what d'ya think? And don't worry. You guys will DEFINITELY find out Magneto's reaction to all of his phone calls.. Hehehe. As always, reviews are much appreciated.