"Talking" 'Thoughts'
((Psyches))
Rogue sat up on the roof waiting for Magneto to leave. 'I can't believe the nerve of that man coming to MY house,' Rogue thought. "God this sucks," Rogue said out loud.
((Not as much as it does in here,)) one of the psyches said.
((Yeah, not only do you take our memories but you force us to stay inside here,)) another one practically yelled.
"I didn't mean to," Rogue said.
((Liar, all you are is a thief, a murderer!!)) one of the yelled.
"No, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I can't help it," Rogue said now crying. An arm slung over her shoulder and she looked up to see Lance. "It's okay Rogue, don't listen to them, whatever they're saying," he said. "But they're right, I'm a murderer, a thief," Rogue said. She was now shaking and crying extremely hard.
"Come on, time for some chocolate," Lance said picking her up. "Why are you guys so nice to me?" Rogue asked. "Cause, you're are lil' sis, we gotta look after you," Lance said smiling. Rogue smiled back though she was still crying.
He climbed through the window with Rogue still in his arms. He walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. "Okay, Mint chocolate chip or double fudge brownie?" Lance asked. "Brownie," Rogue answered.
Pietro walked into the kitchen hearing Rogue crying. "Wow, you look like shit," Pietro said when he looked at Rogue. Her make up was running and her eyes were puffy. She started to cry harder after this comment. "Damn it," Lance said. "Now you've managed to make her even more upset. So now on top of thinking she's a murderer and a thief, she thinks she's ugly," Lance said. "Oops?" Pietro said. "You can put me down now Lance," Rogue said quietly. "Are you sure Roguey?" he asked. "I thought I told you not to call me that," Rogue said trying to be stern.
"Yeah you did, but I'm supposed to give you baby names, that's part of the job description," Lance said. "What are you two going out or something?" Pietro asked. "Rogue started choking on the ice cream she was eating and Lance dropped her on the floor. "I'll take that as a 'no'," Pietro said to himself. "She's like our little sister," Lance explained. "Oh, I see, well I'm gonna go for a run," Pietro said promptly racing out of the house. "He is one weird lil' fucker," Rogue said shaking her head.
((Psyches))
Rogue sat up on the roof waiting for Magneto to leave. 'I can't believe the nerve of that man coming to MY house,' Rogue thought. "God this sucks," Rogue said out loud.
((Not as much as it does in here,)) one of the psyches said.
((Yeah, not only do you take our memories but you force us to stay inside here,)) another one practically yelled.
"I didn't mean to," Rogue said.
((Liar, all you are is a thief, a murderer!!)) one of the yelled.
"No, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I can't help it," Rogue said now crying. An arm slung over her shoulder and she looked up to see Lance. "It's okay Rogue, don't listen to them, whatever they're saying," he said. "But they're right, I'm a murderer, a thief," Rogue said. She was now shaking and crying extremely hard.
"Come on, time for some chocolate," Lance said picking her up. "Why are you guys so nice to me?" Rogue asked. "Cause, you're are lil' sis, we gotta look after you," Lance said smiling. Rogue smiled back though she was still crying.
He climbed through the window with Rogue still in his arms. He walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. "Okay, Mint chocolate chip or double fudge brownie?" Lance asked. "Brownie," Rogue answered.
Pietro walked into the kitchen hearing Rogue crying. "Wow, you look like shit," Pietro said when he looked at Rogue. Her make up was running and her eyes were puffy. She started to cry harder after this comment. "Damn it," Lance said. "Now you've managed to make her even more upset. So now on top of thinking she's a murderer and a thief, she thinks she's ugly," Lance said. "Oops?" Pietro said. "You can put me down now Lance," Rogue said quietly. "Are you sure Roguey?" he asked. "I thought I told you not to call me that," Rogue said trying to be stern.
"Yeah you did, but I'm supposed to give you baby names, that's part of the job description," Lance said. "What are you two going out or something?" Pietro asked. "Rogue started choking on the ice cream she was eating and Lance dropped her on the floor. "I'll take that as a 'no'," Pietro said to himself. "She's like our little sister," Lance explained. "Oh, I see, well I'm gonna go for a run," Pietro said promptly racing out of the house. "He is one weird lil' fucker," Rogue said shaking her head.