Chapter 3: Scott's Black Eye

(I know I'm tingling with anticipation, are you?)

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters so far (MWHAHAHAHA-*achem*where was I, ah yes-)

The next day (as in the day following Wanda and Pyro's rendezvous) Rogue had just gotten back from seeing Gambit. She turned the knob of the mansion's front door and walked into the foyer. Kitty was sitting on one of the couches reading.

Kitty looked up, "Oh, hi Rogue, like how is Gambit?"

"He's fiahne, whay?" asked Rogue.

"Just wondering," said Kitty in her usual perky tone as she returned to the confines of her book.

"How's Lance?" asked Rogue looking both ways to make sure no one was around.

"We-uh-like broke up," said Kitty staring into her book, "I read the test wrong-no baby," she finished in almost a whisper (Shot in the Dark reference).

"Aw, Kitty, Ah'm sorry."

Just as Rogue stared walking again Jean come down the main stairwell, "Oh, Rogue, you're back. How's Gambit?"

"Fiahne, whay?" Rogue arched an eyebrow.

"Oh, no reason," said Jean brushing off her previous statement and making in expedient exit from the room.

"That was odd," said Rogue as she watched Jean leave then headed for the kitchen.

Once in the kitchen Rogue went over to the refrigerator for a bottle of water when she closed the door she found Kurt to be standing directly behind it.

"Damn it, Kurt, don't do that!" said Rogue with a death grip on the bottle of water from the surprise.

"Sorry, Sis," said Kurt, "I vas just vondering how Gambit vas," he continued has innocently as possible.

"He's fiahne, whahy?" asked Rogue frowning with her hands on her hips.

"Uh-no reason," said Kurt backing out of the room.

Multiple walked into the kitchen next, "Hi Rogue, how's Gambit?"

"He's fiahne fer the love of CHRIAHST!" yelled Rogue as she stormed out of the room.

Multiple shrugged his shoulders as he poured himself a glass of milk, "Must be 'that time of the month'" he said to himself dismissively.

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Rogue took a short cut through the dining room where she found Amara and Bobby playing a lightning round of chess.

"Hi Rogue," said Bobby.

"How's Gambit?" asked Amara.

"Ya, what have you two been up to lately?" asked Bobby.

"Ah don't see how that any o' yo business!" exclaimed Rogue.

Amara looked up, "Problems in bed?" she whispered.

"OH MAH GAWD-AH DID NOT JUST HEAH THAT!" yelled Rogue covering her ears and bolting form the room.

"I wonder what's eating her," said Amara watching Rogue's flight from the room.

"Obviously not Gambit," said Bobby as he concentrated intently on the board (Oh, come on I had to!)

SMACK!

Amara hit Bobby up side the head.

"OW! What the hell was that for?" asked Bobby.

"Being a guy!" said Amara sternly.

"Whatever," said Bobby really not in the mood to care, "Wait, the ponies move in an 'L', right?" he asked looking intently at the board.

Amara covered her eyes with her hand, "You are such an idiot."

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Rogue continued down the hall where who should she run into, but Sunspot and Berzerker.

"Hey, Rogue," greeted Sunspot.

"Hiah," said Rogue.

"Aren't you home a little early? Is everything ok between you and Gambit?" asked Berzerker.

"AAAAAHHHHHH!" Rogue screamed ran down the hall and into one of the parlors and slammed the door behind her.

As she panted she realized she wasn't alone. She looked up to see none other than Wolverine sitting in an overstuffed chair glancing at the sports section of the paper.

"So," began a grinning Wolverine tossing the paper onto the coffee table before him, "how's Gambit?"

"GODDAMN IT LOGAN, AH SHOULD HAVE KNOWN YOU WERE BEHAHIND THIS!" yelled Rogue.

"Whoa, Stripes, you brought this on yourself!" said Logan with an accusing tone.

"Ah, can't stand this! The entiahre tiahme Ah've been here it was always 'Rogue, you should go out more', 'Rogue, whay don't you come with us and meet some new people?' and mah personal favorite, "Rogue, your so up tiaght you should really fiahnd a boyfriend'. Well guess what Logan Ah finally took all yer advice and this is how you repay me?!"

"Stripes, he works for the bad guy you should have been worried if you didn't get this treatment." growled Logan.

"Ya know you were the last person Ah thought this would come from." said Rogue opening the door to the hallway, "Ah just figured you miahght rough house with gambit one niaght in the yard after he brought me back home. Ah see now Ah gave you too much credit, assuming you would have the decency to do something behiahnd my back." Her eyes narrowed, "Now Ah see yer just Sabertooth, an animal." (Whoa, that was harsh!!!!)

Before Logan had a chance to respond Scott, who was 'just passing by', walked into the room, "Oh, hey Rogue, how's Gambit?" he asked nonchalantly.

"Scott fist. Fist Scott." said Rogue.

POW!!!!!!!

Before Scott knew what happened he was unconscious on the floor. Although he was fortunate in one respect, Logan's quick reflexes. Wolverine was able to scoop Rogue up before she could do anymore damage to Scott's motionless body.

"An' yer the worst, Scott," yelled Rogue as she tried to squirm out of Logan's grasp, but to no avail.

"Ya, I'm the animal," said Logan sarcastically as he rolled his eyes.

"Damn it, Logan, put me down!" insisted Rogue.

"Not until you calm down!" growled Logan.

By now everyone was on the scene. Before long Kurt teleported Hank and Scott down to sickbay. Kitty was aghast and Jean had gone down to look after Scott (like you didn't already deduce that on your own).

Rogue was still fighting to get out of Logan's grasp even after the Prof. and Storm had gotten rid of everyone and shut the parlor door.

Once the door was locked Logan put Rogue back on her feet.

"Rogue, why don't calm down and tell us what this is all about. Maybe if you brought Gambit over everyone could see-"

"Ferget it," said Rogue dismissively smoothing down her clothes, "Everyone has obviously proven they're not mature enough to handle this". She looked pointedly at Logan.

With that she walked unlocked the door and opened it-

"Where the hell do you think yer goin', Stripes?" asked an exasperated Logan.

"Ah don't know and Ah don't care as long as it's far away from here!"

"Rogue wait!" insisted Ororo.

SLAM!

Too late. Rogue had already slammed the parlor door.

Ororo looked Logan, "I hope you're happy."

"Calm down both of you. She just left to cool off she's not leaving forever." Professor Xavier tried to keep the escalating situation down to a dull roar.

"And how long will she need to 'cool off', Chuck?" asked Wolverine.

"I don't know," said the Prof. honestly, "but I wouldn't worry."

"Still, we should not have let the situation get this far out of hand," said Storm with her arms crossed and giving Logan the evil eye.

Oh ya, Wolverine knew he was in deep shit now.