Disclaimer: None of these characters are mine and what not.
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1:00 in the afternoon on Sunday, at the Xavier Estate, found Remy LeBeau in the attic. Not feeling like leaving the grounds he decided to see what his old friend Storm was up to. It felt strange to him that he was going upstairs to her room. Most of the time he usually would just pick the lock to the attic window whenever he wanted to drop by Storms room.
He brought his hand up to knock on the door but decided against it reaching for the knob instead. He opened it slightly and peaked his head through "You up here, Stormy?" he called out trying to look past the plant-filled room and identify her.
"Don't call me that." Came a voice from above his head.
Gambit, now standing in the center of the room, shot his head up in surprise. "Whatcha doin' up dere?" He asked shielding his eyes from the sun coming through the attic window. When he looked up at the high loft ceiling he saw Ororo sitting on a plank of wood that stretched all the way across the unfinished loft ceiling. In her hand was a flowerpot with an especially beautiful plant in it. "Need help?" he called out.
"Yes actually, toss me that rope over there." She pointed directly bellow her. "I dropped it."
"What are you doin', Stormy?" He asked again walking over to where the rope lay on the floor.
"This is a rare flower, it needs direct sun light." She pointed to the flowerpot in her hand. "So I'm going to hang it in front of the window." She said setting the plant down next to her on the 4-inch wide plank. She carefully placed one leg on either side of the beam and reached her hands downward to Remy. "Throw me the rope."
"Ready?" He asked winding the rope up. It was a good twenty feet up to Storm's outstretched arms. He through it, the first one was a miss, a little too soft.
"Put a little muscle behind it." She barked laughingly.
"Yeah, just make sure you catch it, non." Gambit brought the rope back for a second try. This time it reached Ororo but she bobbled it and it fell back to Gambits feet. "Was dat my fault, too?" He laughed. Ororo didn't.
"One more time, come on. On three." Ororo said seriously
"One." They both counted out.
"Two." Gambit focused on her hands. "Don' screw up, Stormy."
"Three."
She caught it. "Easy enough." She said sitting back up on the plank. "We would of had it the first time if some of us could throw." She brought the rope around the plank and started to secure it.
"Well we woulda 'ad it da secon time if some of us could catch." He said in a mock voice as he made his way to Storm queen sized bed and flopped down in it.
"Shoes off." She said. He complied. "So what did you come up here for?" She asked, making small talk while continuing her work.
Gambit rested his head against Storms plush pillow and looked up at her wondering if he could help out but something about the comfort of Ororo bed made him lazy. "Jus' lookin' ta talk to ya." He said closing his eyes and listening to Storm rig up her plant above his head. "You remember dat Italian resteraunt, Stormy?"
"Yes" She said not visibly shaken by his question. "Why?" She stopped messing with the knot in the rope to look down at the man in her bed.
"Gambit, wanna take you out tonight." He opened one eye and looked up at her. "If Dat's alright wid you." He closed his eyes and rested his hands behind his head, tempted to get under the covers and go to sleep.
Ororo tore her eyes away from Gambit went back to her work. "Umm... yeah." She said after a while. "I'm not doing anything."
"I know." He said smugly
"You mean thank you for accompanying me for dinner. It would be wonderful of you to grace me with your presence." She was mad that Remy expected her to say yes. She looked down from her spot near the roof and could have sworn there was a smile on his face.
"Yeah. Das what I ment." He chuckled and watched Ororo descend from the above. She looked like an angel as the noon-day sun played across her features as she crossed the skylight. He could not help but stare at her as she began attending to the rest of the plants in her room. He rolled over on his side to get a better view of her, watching as she made little clouds above each individual flower. She wore those tattered blue jeans that she seemed to of had forever and an old, faded, black shirt that he recalled giving to her. Her hair was unattended to and hung in front of her face and onto her shoulders.
'She was beautiful.' He thought but snapped out of it when he realized she caught him staring. Playing it off Remy asked her. "What time do ya wanna leave, Stormy." His voice not as charismatic as before.
"Don't call me that." She finished up her work and looked over her room before turning her eyes back to Gambit. "8:00 sound okay to you." She smiled lovingly at the man messing up her covers. "Get out of the bed." She said picking up his shoes and tossing them on his chest.
He grunted as the boots almost knocked the air out of him. "Where am I going." He asked grabbing the boots and sitting up.
"I have to get ready, don't I" She put her hands on her hips.
"It's only 3:15." He said looking at the clock on Storms dresser.
"Out." She said pulling him off her bed. He grumbled and went loose in her arms.
"But I wanna stay." He whined and let his legs go lip.
"Acting like a child is not too attractive, Remy" She laughed trying to hold him up cause he refused to stand. Their horseplay was interrupted by a sudden...
The plant that Ororo had put up came crashing to the floor. Ororo let go of Gambit and he ungracefully fell to the floor. He got up and walked over to Ororo who was salvaging the remains of her prized possession.
"It's ruined." She said and let the flower and roots fall out of her arms and back to the floor. She wiped her nose with a soil stained hand and fought the tears coming. She refused to cry over something as trivial as this.
"Sorry, Stormy." He said standing over her resting his hand on his shoulder. "I'll buy you a knew one." He said trying to think of something to make her feel better.
"Good luck finding one." She got up and walked over to her bed. "Even if you do they cost more than I care to make you pay. I'll handle it." She flopped down in her bed getting the covers dirty with soil and dirt as she buried her face in the pillow.
"Anything I can do, Stormy?"
"Don't call me that." She said softly, not looking at him
"Sorry. If you don' wanna go tonight I'll understan'." When she didn't answer he started to walk over to her. She heard his footsteps draw closer and sat up in bed and faced him.
"Tonight at 8:00 right?" She forced a smile. "Get out. I have to get ready." She smiled again to assure him she was alright.
"You sure you gon' be okay?" He resisted the urge to hold her and headed for the door.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
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1:00 in the afternoon on Sunday, at the Xavier Estate, found Remy LeBeau in the attic. Not feeling like leaving the grounds he decided to see what his old friend Storm was up to. It felt strange to him that he was going upstairs to her room. Most of the time he usually would just pick the lock to the attic window whenever he wanted to drop by Storms room.
He brought his hand up to knock on the door but decided against it reaching for the knob instead. He opened it slightly and peaked his head through "You up here, Stormy?" he called out trying to look past the plant-filled room and identify her.
"Don't call me that." Came a voice from above his head.
Gambit, now standing in the center of the room, shot his head up in surprise. "Whatcha doin' up dere?" He asked shielding his eyes from the sun coming through the attic window. When he looked up at the high loft ceiling he saw Ororo sitting on a plank of wood that stretched all the way across the unfinished loft ceiling. In her hand was a flowerpot with an especially beautiful plant in it. "Need help?" he called out.
"Yes actually, toss me that rope over there." She pointed directly bellow her. "I dropped it."
"What are you doin', Stormy?" He asked again walking over to where the rope lay on the floor.
"This is a rare flower, it needs direct sun light." She pointed to the flowerpot in her hand. "So I'm going to hang it in front of the window." She said setting the plant down next to her on the 4-inch wide plank. She carefully placed one leg on either side of the beam and reached her hands downward to Remy. "Throw me the rope."
"Ready?" He asked winding the rope up. It was a good twenty feet up to Storm's outstretched arms. He through it, the first one was a miss, a little too soft.
"Put a little muscle behind it." She barked laughingly.
"Yeah, just make sure you catch it, non." Gambit brought the rope back for a second try. This time it reached Ororo but she bobbled it and it fell back to Gambits feet. "Was dat my fault, too?" He laughed. Ororo didn't.
"One more time, come on. On three." Ororo said seriously
"One." They both counted out.
"Two." Gambit focused on her hands. "Don' screw up, Stormy."
"Three."
She caught it. "Easy enough." She said sitting back up on the plank. "We would of had it the first time if some of us could throw." She brought the rope around the plank and started to secure it.
"Well we woulda 'ad it da secon time if some of us could catch." He said in a mock voice as he made his way to Storm queen sized bed and flopped down in it.
"Shoes off." She said. He complied. "So what did you come up here for?" She asked, making small talk while continuing her work.
Gambit rested his head against Storms plush pillow and looked up at her wondering if he could help out but something about the comfort of Ororo bed made him lazy. "Jus' lookin' ta talk to ya." He said closing his eyes and listening to Storm rig up her plant above his head. "You remember dat Italian resteraunt, Stormy?"
"Yes" She said not visibly shaken by his question. "Why?" She stopped messing with the knot in the rope to look down at the man in her bed.
"Gambit, wanna take you out tonight." He opened one eye and looked up at her. "If Dat's alright wid you." He closed his eyes and rested his hands behind his head, tempted to get under the covers and go to sleep.
Ororo tore her eyes away from Gambit went back to her work. "Umm... yeah." She said after a while. "I'm not doing anything."
"I know." He said smugly
"You mean thank you for accompanying me for dinner. It would be wonderful of you to grace me with your presence." She was mad that Remy expected her to say yes. She looked down from her spot near the roof and could have sworn there was a smile on his face.
"Yeah. Das what I ment." He chuckled and watched Ororo descend from the above. She looked like an angel as the noon-day sun played across her features as she crossed the skylight. He could not help but stare at her as she began attending to the rest of the plants in her room. He rolled over on his side to get a better view of her, watching as she made little clouds above each individual flower. She wore those tattered blue jeans that she seemed to of had forever and an old, faded, black shirt that he recalled giving to her. Her hair was unattended to and hung in front of her face and onto her shoulders.
'She was beautiful.' He thought but snapped out of it when he realized she caught him staring. Playing it off Remy asked her. "What time do ya wanna leave, Stormy." His voice not as charismatic as before.
"Don't call me that." She finished up her work and looked over her room before turning her eyes back to Gambit. "8:00 sound okay to you." She smiled lovingly at the man messing up her covers. "Get out of the bed." She said picking up his shoes and tossing them on his chest.
He grunted as the boots almost knocked the air out of him. "Where am I going." He asked grabbing the boots and sitting up.
"I have to get ready, don't I" She put her hands on her hips.
"It's only 3:15." He said looking at the clock on Storms dresser.
"Out." She said pulling him off her bed. He grumbled and went loose in her arms.
"But I wanna stay." He whined and let his legs go lip.
"Acting like a child is not too attractive, Remy" She laughed trying to hold him up cause he refused to stand. Their horseplay was interrupted by a sudden...
The plant that Ororo had put up came crashing to the floor. Ororo let go of Gambit and he ungracefully fell to the floor. He got up and walked over to Ororo who was salvaging the remains of her prized possession.
"It's ruined." She said and let the flower and roots fall out of her arms and back to the floor. She wiped her nose with a soil stained hand and fought the tears coming. She refused to cry over something as trivial as this.
"Sorry, Stormy." He said standing over her resting his hand on his shoulder. "I'll buy you a knew one." He said trying to think of something to make her feel better.
"Good luck finding one." She got up and walked over to her bed. "Even if you do they cost more than I care to make you pay. I'll handle it." She flopped down in her bed getting the covers dirty with soil and dirt as she buried her face in the pillow.
"Anything I can do, Stormy?"
"Don't call me that." She said softly, not looking at him
"Sorry. If you don' wanna go tonight I'll understan'." When she didn't answer he started to walk over to her. She heard his footsteps draw closer and sat up in bed and faced him.
"Tonight at 8:00 right?" She forced a smile. "Get out. I have to get ready." She smiled again to assure him she was alright.
"You sure you gon' be okay?" He resisted the urge to hold her and headed for the door.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
