Disclaimer: All the characters belong to Marvel! It's just their unfortunate fate to be stuck in my story! Ha ha ha ha ha ha!
This story comes after Ch. 2 of course, I highly recommend you read the previous chapters first or else you won't get the joke.
Best Laid Plans
Ch. 3: The List
Rogue awoke with a hell of a headache "What damn fool drew the damn curtain at this hour?" she mumbled to herself.
"Dis fool be tinkin dat sunset should be seen non?"
"Remy....SUNSET?!"
"Oui"
"Ya'll be tellin me that ah done slept through a whole day?"
"Oui"
"Oh mah gawd! Ah got so much tah do!" Rogue flies out of bed, heading for the door.
"Chere?"
"Yes?"
"Gambit be tinkin dat you ought ta be dressed non?"
Rogue looks down at the ragged shirt and boxers that she borrowed from Remy and lands in front of the dresser. Gambit leans against the wall and watches, when she finishes dressing, he wordlessly hands her two aspirin. With an breathtaking smile, Rogue leans in to kiss Remy....and meets an impish Bobby Drake. "Rogue? What are you doing? I thought you loooved me!" He dramatically holds his hand over his heart and sighs.
"Bobby? What is you talkin about?"
Gambit joins the act "Chere *sniff* you didn't! How could you? He's an ice cube!"
"An ice cube? On guard you thief! I will fight for the woman I love!" An icy sword appears in Bobby's hand, and a matador's cape flows icily from his arm.
"Don worry Rogue my love! Dis infidel won come between us!" Gambit grabs a hairbrush and a pillow. Unable to contain themselves, the two men collapse in a fit of laughter. Rogue leaves the room mumbling.
"What was she saying Gambit?"
"Sounded like "ah don know which worse..." what you tink?"
"Probably some thing along the lines of "Men!" Maybe we shouldn't tease her, I mean this wedding has her stressed..."
"Frere, we make her laugh neh?"
"True, we did...On Guard!"
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Rogue sighed "Men!"
"What about them?" asked Jubilee from across the table.
"Sometimes..."
"I know what you mean, did I tell you that Bobby tried to help my headache by freezing my hat to my head?"
"Lords! We shouldn't invite him to the weddin then huh?"
"Your right! We shouldn't! Let's finish that list now."
"Okay, so far we got Scott, Jean, Betsy, Warren, Kitty, Peter...."
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Wolverine walked into the kitchen around nine o'clock. Rogue and Jubilee were sitting at the table with a long list in front of them. He sat down next to Jubilee and started to read.
"Hmmm, Elf as the pastor huh? Good choice....you realize that you haven't invited your groom Rogue? Or Bobby....."