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Rogue LeBeau-Oh, don't worry, Mystique learning to be a mommy will eb covered in abundance. It'll be fun. Glad you're into this still! WOo!
Ish-Remy clones are _very_ drool worthy. I have my evil minions working night and day to find a way to do it. Oh, hey, we've got antother RABID member. Darkdragon. We should welcome her, no? I'm thinking a cake. MAde from the fried bodies of the stupid t.v. station people with holding the end of the third season. Crunchy, no?
Oh, who wouldn't call Todd grasshopper? Truth be told, I didn't think of that until I wrote the title for the chapter. C'est la vie. The laundry thing would be fun. But c'mon, it's Todd doing it. That would not turn out well for Remy's clothes. Beside he's got a lot of time to be evil to the frog boy. I'm happy to see him walk the line between King of Hearts and Scott Summers with his First Hard-On. It makes me laugh, and he would be in that sort of denial I think.
Isn't Todd fun? I understand Toddfan better from writing him. Aww. I just wanna squeeze him until he begs for air. Isn't it weird how women seem to be half boa constrictor around cute things?
Nothing to do but read fanfic? Woo! Sweet! I get my recomended dose of insanity (a balanced part of this author's psyche). That rocks! Yeah!
Darkdragon-You wanna join RABID? Sure. We're a militant fangirl ring. It's me an' Ish right now, but we'll be glad to let you join. The password is *looks out the door, then locks it, and whispers* Kwijibo. I'm not sure it's spelled right, but that's it. Oh, and you have to get the tatoo. It's just 'RABID fangirl' where ever you care to put it. Mine's on my forehead. Glad to welcome you aboard beb!
As for John's What! I just got the first chapter edited and re-posted. The spelling's better, and I put some more John stuff in the begining. Just so I don't bore the ones who've read from the begining. I love you guys.
J-I don't mind if you have prank ideas. Cahnces are they're not happening to me. Have fun with them. :D Bobby and Jubilee? Hmm. Maybe. If not in this, perhaps a one shot. . .there you go giving _me_ ideas. MOre Scott and Jean torture? Probably. If not, definitly a one shot. ;) Blackmail is fun. I'm glad you think Rogue 'n' Remy are cute. Don't get caught in your pranks! Thanks for the heads up beb.
Eileen-Glad to hear form you beb! And glad to know my AU self is getting reviews. You're forgiven,a dnglad to have you back beb! I didn't like to write them sad, but the insanity afterward made me feel better. I liked writing Todd and Wanda. You may see a one shot about them someday. I dunno. Glad to hear from you again beb!
Riah Yaps-I dunno, Todd seems to be doing okay now. Remy _Should_ be a heartbreaker, but I think I broke the heartbreaker. I updated as soon as I read this. See?
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Remy didn't get it. Wanda had dismissed him immediatly. Sure Rogue ad been mean to him at times, but not that bad. Remy was sure that Todd had finally lost his mind. And that a few lessons on oral hygene (ahem) would definilty be needed.
"She didn't hex me, yo. This is cool. Isn't she beautiful?" Todd said, dreamily looking at his now slightly weirded out, but not annoyed, crush.
"Yeah, she's gorgeous," Remy said offhandedly, trying to figure his student out. Until Todd practically pounced on him.
"Haven't you got your own girl? Rogue'll be pissed of she hears you say that. And I _will_ tell her if you don't back off." Todd puffed up like a frog. Remy would have laughed if the boy weren't perched right above his diaphragm. And laughing would probably make Todd start jumping up and down on him, which wasn't good for anyone's ribcage.
"Wrong time t' be jealous. Trust me, I like my women sane."
Todd gave Remy a look as he hopped onto a nearby milk crate. Remy shrugged.
"F'r de mos' part. Wanda's all your's. 'Sides, look at who her daddy is," Todd froze. He hadn't thought of that.
"Shit."
"Doan worry. SHe's sitll smart enough t' hide y' from Magsy. C'mon, if you'r gonna do this right, y' gotta learn t' control yourself."
Remy started off toward a dumpster. He waved a hand in its direction, half Price is Right model, half evil genius with nuclear bomb drill. "Rule four: no eatin' bgs in fronta de girl. It's jes' gross."
Todd looked downhearted and Rmey shuddered. [God I'm bored. Dat's so gross. I hope Rogue appreciates what I'm doin' f'r us. . . . Dieu, we're a 'us' now. How often has dat happpened?]
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"Why are you helping me?" Mystique said suspiciously, stil trying to find the right car key. Logan calmly took the keys from her, and grabbed her arm, pulling her away from the vehicle.
"I just want to help the kids. If I have to help you in the process so be it."
Mystique sighed. Before she'd had no problem being seperated form her children. They could only be a hinderance. But now that she knew them she saw that she'd given up on her daughter just before she got interresting, and her son was the best son anyone could ask for.
Logan saw the sigh as a cue to move on. "The kids want to believe you're not evil deep down. That the fact they wouldn't try to kill someone means that you have some morals, stuff like that. Kurt more willing to forgive you than Rogue, but that shouldn't surprise you. If you know your kids at all. Which you probably don't." Logan said, trying to piss Mystique of enough for her to listen.
"I've been trying to learn about Rogue, the one _I_ raised [mostly] since Irene told me Rogue would have such traumatic powers." Mystique said, looking resigned. For once how she looked was how she felt. And I don't mean to say that she was blue.
Logan shook his head.
"Guess we know Rogue didn't get her tenacity from you."
Mystique glared at Logan. It was the same glare Rogue had given him a hundred times when he demanded more from the team in training. It was the 'I can kill you _so_ easily' glare.
"Since when do _you_ know the secret to parenting? Last time I checked you have no children of your own. I should stay out of thier lives. Look at how Rogue turned out. I don't want _all_ of my children to be royally f'ed up."
"Rogue's not such a bad kid. And every parent messes their kids up. You're just doing it wrong." Logan gauged Mystique reaction, or lack thereof and changed tactics. "You know, when Kurt and Rogue found out about you they imediatly started acting like brother and sister. Rogue even teases Kurt abotu who his father might be when there's nothing better to do. That was. . .interresting to say the least. Didn't know you 'n' Irene were that close."
Mystique gave Logan a glare that was more poisonous than any he'd recieved from Rogue. "I hope she was more mature about it."
"C'mon smurfette, let's get some place to sit down, I got a feelin' this'll take a while."
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Life is what happens to you if you don't REVIEW!
Peace and Love,
Panther Nesmith
Reviews
Rogue LeBeau-Oh, don't worry, Mystique learning to be a mommy will eb covered in abundance. It'll be fun. Glad you're into this still! WOo!
Ish-Remy clones are _very_ drool worthy. I have my evil minions working night and day to find a way to do it. Oh, hey, we've got antother RABID member. Darkdragon. We should welcome her, no? I'm thinking a cake. MAde from the fried bodies of the stupid t.v. station people with holding the end of the third season. Crunchy, no?
Oh, who wouldn't call Todd grasshopper? Truth be told, I didn't think of that until I wrote the title for the chapter. C'est la vie. The laundry thing would be fun. But c'mon, it's Todd doing it. That would not turn out well for Remy's clothes. Beside he's got a lot of time to be evil to the frog boy. I'm happy to see him walk the line between King of Hearts and Scott Summers with his First Hard-On. It makes me laugh, and he would be in that sort of denial I think.
Isn't Todd fun? I understand Toddfan better from writing him. Aww. I just wanna squeeze him until he begs for air. Isn't it weird how women seem to be half boa constrictor around cute things?
Nothing to do but read fanfic? Woo! Sweet! I get my recomended dose of insanity (a balanced part of this author's psyche). That rocks! Yeah!
Darkdragon-You wanna join RABID? Sure. We're a militant fangirl ring. It's me an' Ish right now, but we'll be glad to let you join. The password is *looks out the door, then locks it, and whispers* Kwijibo. I'm not sure it's spelled right, but that's it. Oh, and you have to get the tatoo. It's just 'RABID fangirl' where ever you care to put it. Mine's on my forehead. Glad to welcome you aboard beb!
As for John's What! I just got the first chapter edited and re-posted. The spelling's better, and I put some more John stuff in the begining. Just so I don't bore the ones who've read from the begining. I love you guys.
J-I don't mind if you have prank ideas. Cahnces are they're not happening to me. Have fun with them. :D Bobby and Jubilee? Hmm. Maybe. If not in this, perhaps a one shot. . .there you go giving _me_ ideas. MOre Scott and Jean torture? Probably. If not, definitly a one shot. ;) Blackmail is fun. I'm glad you think Rogue 'n' Remy are cute. Don't get caught in your pranks! Thanks for the heads up beb.
Eileen-Glad to hear form you beb! And glad to know my AU self is getting reviews. You're forgiven,a dnglad to have you back beb! I didn't like to write them sad, but the insanity afterward made me feel better. I liked writing Todd and Wanda. You may see a one shot about them someday. I dunno. Glad to hear from you again beb!
Riah Yaps-I dunno, Todd seems to be doing okay now. Remy _Should_ be a heartbreaker, but I think I broke the heartbreaker. I updated as soon as I read this. See?
***
Remy didn't get it. Wanda had dismissed him immediatly. Sure Rogue ad been mean to him at times, but not that bad. Remy was sure that Todd had finally lost his mind. And that a few lessons on oral hygene (ahem) would definilty be needed.
"She didn't hex me, yo. This is cool. Isn't she beautiful?" Todd said, dreamily looking at his now slightly weirded out, but not annoyed, crush.
"Yeah, she's gorgeous," Remy said offhandedly, trying to figure his student out. Until Todd practically pounced on him.
"Haven't you got your own girl? Rogue'll be pissed of she hears you say that. And I _will_ tell her if you don't back off." Todd puffed up like a frog. Remy would have laughed if the boy weren't perched right above his diaphragm. And laughing would probably make Todd start jumping up and down on him, which wasn't good for anyone's ribcage.
"Wrong time t' be jealous. Trust me, I like my women sane."
Todd gave Remy a look as he hopped onto a nearby milk crate. Remy shrugged.
"F'r de mos' part. Wanda's all your's. 'Sides, look at who her daddy is," Todd froze. He hadn't thought of that.
"Shit."
"Doan worry. SHe's sitll smart enough t' hide y' from Magsy. C'mon, if you'r gonna do this right, y' gotta learn t' control yourself."
Remy started off toward a dumpster. He waved a hand in its direction, half Price is Right model, half evil genius with nuclear bomb drill. "Rule four: no eatin' bgs in fronta de girl. It's jes' gross."
Todd looked downhearted and Rmey shuddered. [God I'm bored. Dat's so gross. I hope Rogue appreciates what I'm doin' f'r us. . . . Dieu, we're a 'us' now. How often has dat happpened?]
----
"Why are you helping me?" Mystique said suspiciously, stil trying to find the right car key. Logan calmly took the keys from her, and grabbed her arm, pulling her away from the vehicle.
"I just want to help the kids. If I have to help you in the process so be it."
Mystique sighed. Before she'd had no problem being seperated form her children. They could only be a hinderance. But now that she knew them she saw that she'd given up on her daughter just before she got interresting, and her son was the best son anyone could ask for.
Logan saw the sigh as a cue to move on. "The kids want to believe you're not evil deep down. That the fact they wouldn't try to kill someone means that you have some morals, stuff like that. Kurt more willing to forgive you than Rogue, but that shouldn't surprise you. If you know your kids at all. Which you probably don't." Logan said, trying to piss Mystique of enough for her to listen.
"I've been trying to learn about Rogue, the one _I_ raised [mostly] since Irene told me Rogue would have such traumatic powers." Mystique said, looking resigned. For once how she looked was how she felt. And I don't mean to say that she was blue.
Logan shook his head.
"Guess we know Rogue didn't get her tenacity from you."
Mystique glared at Logan. It was the same glare Rogue had given him a hundred times when he demanded more from the team in training. It was the 'I can kill you _so_ easily' glare.
"Since when do _you_ know the secret to parenting? Last time I checked you have no children of your own. I should stay out of thier lives. Look at how Rogue turned out. I don't want _all_ of my children to be royally f'ed up."
"Rogue's not such a bad kid. And every parent messes their kids up. You're just doing it wrong." Logan gauged Mystique reaction, or lack thereof and changed tactics. "You know, when Kurt and Rogue found out about you they imediatly started acting like brother and sister. Rogue even teases Kurt abotu who his father might be when there's nothing better to do. That was. . .interresting to say the least. Didn't know you 'n' Irene were that close."
Mystique gave Logan a glare that was more poisonous than any he'd recieved from Rogue. "I hope she was more mature about it."
"C'mon smurfette, let's get some place to sit down, I got a feelin' this'll take a while."
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Life is what happens to you if you don't REVIEW!
Peace and Love,
Panther Nesmith