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Miranda-You wanna put my stories up? You bet you can have 'em! Glad you liked the chapter! Is it just hett SoUS or the soing fics too? It's hard being so tactful. I just wanted to write something nota euphmism (more tact) just once. I just figured that I had to up the ratings if I didn't work my way around the point without getting to it, but showing you what it was. What I wouldn't give to write something very nasty. I'm tireda bein' clean. AH well, gotta keep it up. After this I'll write a romance novel for myself. Thanks for likeing my story!
Elieen-Endocrine system, Romy. . .I see no difference. I get side tracked a lot too. JWhen do you think I write this stuff, my free time? Ha, I wish I had free time. I might get some sleep. Right now I run on caffeine and a prayer. I like to play with irony. It's fun. Oh,t he thing with Remy. I swear, my mind was ina rare golden, pornographic state at the time. Glad I've permanently altered you, for better or worse. I hate whenlibraries do that! I mean, I'm on a Pratchett kick, and they have a few of his books, and I read them all over the summer! I hate it! I just noted Susan Sarandon was in Children of Dune. I don't really know what the books are about. If tehy're half as good to read as the movie clips were to look at (they looked sharp!) I definitly gotta add them to my list. ANway, to Romy. Funnily enough, Remy's only ever set that sort of trap before, never been a victim, if you can really call hima victim, of this ploy before. Oh, the whole getting even with Rogue thing hads been forgotten. That's what got them in the mess in the first place. Well, I dunno, I haven't fnished writing it out yet.
Ish-Glad you're not deaf. Can you hear me now? Maybe you don't have that comercial in Canada on your stupid t.v. stations from Hell! The devil (My bro) is callin' me up and say even he would not with hold Evolution from us RABID girls, becasue he's afraid of me, and he likes you. You remind him of a young psycopath. Well will see the swine bow before our fangirl feet. Mwahahahahahahaha! Viagra *shudder* Well, okay, but beside sleeping for profit, which you could do by being a theif /proatitute, and not have to bring any witnesses in, there's no reason for sixty year olds to even say libido, much less have one. I can't revenge them anymore! Tey didn't do anything that horrible. It's just had time to fester. I think Jubilee just really really sucks at thinking. You almost felt sorry for him? Tsk. I mean, sure we're fangirls, but c'mon! Zero compasion is a desirable trait for RABID girls, and guys if theree will be any. Thank you. Cheese an' rice, I gotta friend who can be gother than Rogue wearing pink sparkly make-up! I know. The girl gets no sun, why would she need white make up? Beside that, there's only so much white make up can do for ya. That's not even mandatory. I saw this pretty girl with pretty dark (for a goth) skin, and she looked very freaky. I mean, a pretty freaky. It was cool. I have to give her mucho props. If you got hte attitude, and the boots, you're set. Not that the purple make up helps. No eyeliner usually either. that bugs me. If you prank anyone, you have to put a disclaimer saying I gave you the idea, or else I'll sue you for your cool beans. I desire them so much. Nice to hear from you ish.
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Remy woke up with a groan. Someone was pounding on his door. He had a hang over, very little sleep, and a picture stuck to his forehead. After carefully peeling the photo off of his face, he smiled. That hurt, so he winced, but inside he was still smling. It wsa a picture of him and Rogue sleepig together, in almost teh wayhe'd been musing about on the plane. It was his little bit of mercy in the madness. Logan eventually yelled soemthing about breakfast throught the door. Remy groaned and got out of bed for a shower. Afterward he felt a definite snese of deja vu.
"Rogue, if I di'n't like y' so much I'd defintly get you back f'r dis."
It didn't seem like anyone else got mercy. Sam was sitting in Bobby's room, trying not to kill the boy. Bobby was staringa t the wals, and muttering The Shining quotes under his breath. It was driving Sam nuts. So when Ororo knocked on the door to wake the boys up for breakfast, Sam was thinking about nothing but escaping. Ororo looked at him oddly, and handed a note he supposed had formerly been tape to the door. Sam read it and felt like screaming bloody murder (Red rum). He had once again been caught in the cross fire.
"Ain't telepathy fun?
Get some sleep now,
Rogue"
Sam cursed, crumpled hte note up, and threw it at Bobby, who was talking about palying with him forever. After a while Sam had decided it was the most perverted thing he'd ever heard.
Kurt woke up fairly well rested. He got up to answer the door when Hank knocked to wake him up, but Amara beat him to it. Hank's face whenhe saw Amara was priceless. Kurt started laughing and Hank looked at him, and his eyes once again widened more than anyoen thought was possible. Now Kurt was worried. He scratched his very itchy neck, and knew what was wrong. "No." He looked at his arms. Hairless. He was totally hairless, and itchy from razor burn everywhere.
Kurt 'ported into the bathroom, just to see how far the travesty ha dgone. He had fallen asleep in his pajama bottoms, but they were gone. He was indeed hairless, except for where his breifs covered him. He thanked God for that much. Razor burn there would be very uncomfortable.
He wasn't the only one. Amara ran to the bedroom mirror and screamed when she saw her vibrant red face. She scratched at the paint which came off under her beautifully manicured nails, along with a layer of skin. Jubilee happily slept under the bathroom counter, oblivious to the mostly naked Kurt who was oblivious to her.
Scott woke up to Ororo's very aggitated sounding knock. He answered the door, in a loaner pajama top from Sam. Scott remembered how harrased, but wide awake Sam had looked when Scott asked for it. Scott hadn't questioned it, because Ororo had been breathing fire down his neck. Scott had put the shirt on and gone to his room meekly. No use saying he and Jean hadn't done anything, when he wasn't so sure himself.
Now Scott opened the door meekly, seeing an equally meek Jean behind a very miffed and tired looking Ororo and Sam, and Bobby looking like. . .Bobby. Well, Bobby if he were on crack. Scott groaned. The dawn of another perfect day for the Xavier students.
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Short chapter. Moe coming! After Saturday night I'll have a bunch more time! Until then, Happy trails!
Review!
Peace and Love,
Panther Nesmith
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Miranda-You wanna put my stories up? You bet you can have 'em! Glad you liked the chapter! Is it just hett SoUS or the soing fics too? It's hard being so tactful. I just wanted to write something nota euphmism (more tact) just once. I just figured that I had to up the ratings if I didn't work my way around the point without getting to it, but showing you what it was. What I wouldn't give to write something very nasty. I'm tireda bein' clean. AH well, gotta keep it up. After this I'll write a romance novel for myself. Thanks for likeing my story!
Elieen-Endocrine system, Romy. . .I see no difference. I get side tracked a lot too. JWhen do you think I write this stuff, my free time? Ha, I wish I had free time. I might get some sleep. Right now I run on caffeine and a prayer. I like to play with irony. It's fun. Oh,t he thing with Remy. I swear, my mind was ina rare golden, pornographic state at the time. Glad I've permanently altered you, for better or worse. I hate whenlibraries do that! I mean, I'm on a Pratchett kick, and they have a few of his books, and I read them all over the summer! I hate it! I just noted Susan Sarandon was in Children of Dune. I don't really know what the books are about. If tehy're half as good to read as the movie clips were to look at (they looked sharp!) I definitly gotta add them to my list. ANway, to Romy. Funnily enough, Remy's only ever set that sort of trap before, never been a victim, if you can really call hima victim, of this ploy before. Oh, the whole getting even with Rogue thing hads been forgotten. That's what got them in the mess in the first place. Well, I dunno, I haven't fnished writing it out yet.
Ish-Glad you're not deaf. Can you hear me now? Maybe you don't have that comercial in Canada on your stupid t.v. stations from Hell! The devil (My bro) is callin' me up and say even he would not with hold Evolution from us RABID girls, becasue he's afraid of me, and he likes you. You remind him of a young psycopath. Well will see the swine bow before our fangirl feet. Mwahahahahahahaha! Viagra *shudder* Well, okay, but beside sleeping for profit, which you could do by being a theif /proatitute, and not have to bring any witnesses in, there's no reason for sixty year olds to even say libido, much less have one. I can't revenge them anymore! Tey didn't do anything that horrible. It's just had time to fester. I think Jubilee just really really sucks at thinking. You almost felt sorry for him? Tsk. I mean, sure we're fangirls, but c'mon! Zero compasion is a desirable trait for RABID girls, and guys if theree will be any. Thank you. Cheese an' rice, I gotta friend who can be gother than Rogue wearing pink sparkly make-up! I know. The girl gets no sun, why would she need white make up? Beside that, there's only so much white make up can do for ya. That's not even mandatory. I saw this pretty girl with pretty dark (for a goth) skin, and she looked very freaky. I mean, a pretty freaky. It was cool. I have to give her mucho props. If you got hte attitude, and the boots, you're set. Not that the purple make up helps. No eyeliner usually either. that bugs me. If you prank anyone, you have to put a disclaimer saying I gave you the idea, or else I'll sue you for your cool beans. I desire them so much. Nice to hear from you ish.
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Remy woke up with a groan. Someone was pounding on his door. He had a hang over, very little sleep, and a picture stuck to his forehead. After carefully peeling the photo off of his face, he smiled. That hurt, so he winced, but inside he was still smling. It wsa a picture of him and Rogue sleepig together, in almost teh wayhe'd been musing about on the plane. It was his little bit of mercy in the madness. Logan eventually yelled soemthing about breakfast throught the door. Remy groaned and got out of bed for a shower. Afterward he felt a definite snese of deja vu.
"Rogue, if I di'n't like y' so much I'd defintly get you back f'r dis."
It didn't seem like anyone else got mercy. Sam was sitting in Bobby's room, trying not to kill the boy. Bobby was staringa t the wals, and muttering The Shining quotes under his breath. It was driving Sam nuts. So when Ororo knocked on the door to wake the boys up for breakfast, Sam was thinking about nothing but escaping. Ororo looked at him oddly, and handed a note he supposed had formerly been tape to the door. Sam read it and felt like screaming bloody murder (Red rum). He had once again been caught in the cross fire.
"Ain't telepathy fun?
Get some sleep now,
Rogue"
Sam cursed, crumpled hte note up, and threw it at Bobby, who was talking about palying with him forever. After a while Sam had decided it was the most perverted thing he'd ever heard.
Kurt woke up fairly well rested. He got up to answer the door when Hank knocked to wake him up, but Amara beat him to it. Hank's face whenhe saw Amara was priceless. Kurt started laughing and Hank looked at him, and his eyes once again widened more than anyoen thought was possible. Now Kurt was worried. He scratched his very itchy neck, and knew what was wrong. "No." He looked at his arms. Hairless. He was totally hairless, and itchy from razor burn everywhere.
Kurt 'ported into the bathroom, just to see how far the travesty ha dgone. He had fallen asleep in his pajama bottoms, but they were gone. He was indeed hairless, except for where his breifs covered him. He thanked God for that much. Razor burn there would be very uncomfortable.
He wasn't the only one. Amara ran to the bedroom mirror and screamed when she saw her vibrant red face. She scratched at the paint which came off under her beautifully manicured nails, along with a layer of skin. Jubilee happily slept under the bathroom counter, oblivious to the mostly naked Kurt who was oblivious to her.
Scott woke up to Ororo's very aggitated sounding knock. He answered the door, in a loaner pajama top from Sam. Scott remembered how harrased, but wide awake Sam had looked when Scott asked for it. Scott hadn't questioned it, because Ororo had been breathing fire down his neck. Scott had put the shirt on and gone to his room meekly. No use saying he and Jean hadn't done anything, when he wasn't so sure himself.
Now Scott opened the door meekly, seeing an equally meek Jean behind a very miffed and tired looking Ororo and Sam, and Bobby looking like. . .Bobby. Well, Bobby if he were on crack. Scott groaned. The dawn of another perfect day for the Xavier students.
***
Short chapter. Moe coming! After Saturday night I'll have a bunch more time! Until then, Happy trails!
Review!
Peace and Love,
Panther Nesmith