FYI:
~Personal thoughts~
ESP
"Normal Conversation (Duh)"
{Musical Lyrics}
Yes U Can--Jewel
ROGUE
"Come on, like wake up! Like don't you know what today is?" ~Why did Hank have ta go an' make Kitty better? Ah can handle Kurt, but Kitty is way too happy in the mornin'.~
"Of course Ah do. It's September fifth. Now please let meh go back ta sleep."
"Nope, like you're eighteen today. Ooooo…lookie! You got presents! Open them, open them!" Ah opened mah eyes to see a small stack of gifts on mah dresser. ~Who'd give meh presents?~ Ah rolled outta bed givin' Kitty mah usual death glare as Ah walked over ta the dresser. Ah looked at the top gift an' saw it was from Kurt. Ah slid mah finger under the wrappin' paper as Kitty stood lookin' over mah shoulder. Inside the box Ah found a picture frame with a picture of Kurt an' Ah. There was a card attached an' it read 'To my loving sister on her eighteenth birthday.' Ah was glad to see it 'cause Ah was still kinda wary of whether Kurt had forgiven meh yet or not. There was another small package lying on mah dresser yet. ~It must be from Remy, who else would give meh jewelry?~ "Oooo…I like bet it's from Remy. He's such a sweetie."
"Shut up Kitty. Can Ah have a little peace." Ah was curious as well. ~He just gave meh that ring…what else would he have ta give meh?~ Ah opened the small package an' saw a beautiful silver locket inside. ~That's weird no card.~
"It's like so beautiful, but who's it from?"
"Ah don't know." Ah pried the locket open ta find a picture of Logan an' Ah on one side. On the other side were three small scratches an' the word 'Wolvie'. Ah laughed at this, but Kitty missed the humor. "It's from Logan." Ah was a little surprised that he would get meh something but Ah put the locket around mah neck.
"Oh, like don't forget this one. It's like from Piotr and me." It was a decent sized box, the type people wrap sweaters in at Christmas time. Ah pried it open ta find a gorgeous green colored halter top inside.
"Oh, Kitty. It's gorgeous, but ya know Ah can't wear stuff like that."
"Piotr like said you'd be wearing real soon. Like I think Remy told him something." ~That would make sense, Ah'm sure Remy tells Piotr everythin'.~
"Well, Ah'm going ta eat breakfast. See ya."
Ah was the first one there an' sat down ta the table alone an' began eatin'. Logan walked in with his mornin' paper an' poured himself an' meh a cup of coffee. "Thanks for the locket." He looked down at the paper with sudden interest as he growled some return.
"You're welcome."
"Can Ah ask why ya signed it 'Wolvie'?"
"What! Stupid jeweler, I'll kill him." Ah laughed an' picked up mah cup of coffee as he looked up at meh with a hurt expression.
"It's ok. Ah think it's kind of a cute nickname, Wolvie." He raised an eyebrow as he returned ta readin' his paper.
*Pop! Kurt appeared suddenly in the chair next ta mine an' started placin' scoop after scoop of food on his plate. "Zis is a Happy Birthday Zister!"
"Thanks for the picture. Ah already have it sittin' on mah dresser right next ta the one of Remy an' meh." Logan frowned at this as Remy walked inta the room.
"Did I hear my name?" He sat down on the other side of meh an' handed meh a beautiful red rose. "A rose t'at pales in beauty compared t' y'." He leaned over an' kissed mah cheek as Ah blushed furiously. He put an arm around mah waist as the others started comin' in.
GAMBIT
We were finished wit' breakfast and heading t' de garage t' go t' school for de day. "Are y' ready for our date t'night?"
"How can Ah be? Ah don't know where ya takin' meh so how can Ah know what ta wear?"
"Like you two are going on a date?" Kitty, Piotr, and Kurt were coming down behind us t' catch a ride t' school.
"Ja, vouldn't zis be your first real date?" She blushed again just like she had earlier at breakfast.
"Just wear somet'ing comfortable for dancing, Cherie."
"Oooo…dancing. That like sounds so romantic! Piotr, why don't you like ever take me dancing?"
"Shut up, Kitty, or ya'll be walkin' ta school." Kitty pouted as she climbed int' the back seat next t' Piotr and Kurt. I climbed int' de front next t' Marie and shot Piotr a knowing smile. He smiled back at me knowing my plans for the evening t' take Marie t' a dance club in de city.
School seemed like it would never end. Ah stood in de hall outside of Marie's room listening t' her conversation wit' Kitty.
"Kitty, Ah ain't wearin' that. Ya want meh ta kill somebody?"
"Oh, come on. Like the professor said that as long as Remy's touching you, your powers like don't work anymore. So like what's the big deal. I'm sure he like not gonna let you out of arms reach all night."
"That ain't the point! Ah could still kill somebody…even if it were an accident."
"The real accident is like your dancing. Here…ugh, that like felt weird."
"Why'd ya do that for?!?!"
"Like, I'm fine. Just wear the clothes and if you're like still nervous keep ya bomber on. Now, like, get going or you'll have a very mad date."
"He'll get over it." I smiled as she came out of de room carrying her bomber over one arm. She looked amazing in a green halter top t'at matched her eyes and a long black skirt wit' slits coming up t' her knees. She had a silver chain around her waist and a pair of black boots with green trim. Her clothes seemed to hug her body in all de right places and I couldn't help but stare. "See somthin' ya like, Sugah?"
"Non." I looked down the hall quickly remembering de game we always played.
"Yeah, right." She sounded disappointed as she took my hand and started walking wit' me down de hall.
"Y' look beautiful, Cherie." She smiled up at me t'is time and rested her head on my shoulder as we entered de garage. I pulled de keys for my bike out of my pocket and started the bike up. She t'rew her bomber on and climbed ont' de back squeezing my waist as I left off de clutch and gave the bike de gas.
ROGUE
We'd been ridin' for almost two hours before we entered New York City. "Where exactly are ya takin' meh, Sugah?"
"Non place in particular. Whatever club looks like de most fun." He turned the bike down a main road that passed several nightclubs with lines stretchin' down the sidewalk.
"With lines like those, we'll be lucky if we get in before we have ta leave again."
"Non worries, I got permission t' miss curfew, Marie." Ah smiled at the thought of stayin' out all night. It wasn't often that the professor let us out late.
"Ah don't think that he's even let perfect Jean do that."
"I know." He lowered one arm from his bike an' patted mah leg before pullin' inta a parkin' lot. "T'is looks like a good place, non?" Ah handed him his helmet an' started ta cross the parkin' lot. He ran up behind meh an' picked meh up by the waist an' started swingin' meh around. "Mon Cherie is eighteen and we're going t' celebrate!"
"Ya're insane, Remy. Put meh down."
"But I love y' and I want de world t' know, I LOVE Y' CHERIE!"
"Stop it, or Ah'll choke ya." He put meh back down as we continued ta walk tawards the Sundance Bar. "Remy, this club serves beer, they ain't gonna let a minor in."
"Just leave t'at t' de master t'ief." He smiled down at meh as he put an arm around mah waist. Ah could here music pouring through the door of the club inta the street.
{Make Your Way Through Mirrored Halls, See The Boys With All Their Dolls}
There was a line in front of us full of couples an' at the door stood a large man who was at least two inches taller than Remy makin' him nearly a foot taller than meh.
{A Pretty Maze, Like Candied Streets, You Feel A Thrill When Your Eyes Meet}
Ah got worried when Ah saw him checkin' everybody's ids. "Remy, he ain't gonna let meh in." He just smiled at meh as he handed the bouncer his id.
"De femme is wit' me."
"I need id." Remy stared at the man as he spoke again.
"Homme, de femme is wit' me." The bouncer lost his edge for a moment as he nodded us in.
{You Pick The One With The Feathered Hair, But I'm The One Who Makes The Boys Stare}
"What did ya just do?"
"Not'ing, just my empat'etic powers." He was smirkin' as he examined his id. "I'm surprised t'ey didn't notice my id's mistake. My charm must still work."
"What are ya talkin' about?" He handed meh his id an' Ah saw his age was 22 but his birthday was 6/17/1984, only a year before mine. "You're only nineteen?!?! We all thought ya were 22." His grin only broadened as we walked inta the room where everyone was dancin'.
{Say Hello To The Room Where The Party's Jumpin', Where The Boys All Freak 'Cause Boots Are Bumpin'}
"I wouldn't get int' places like t'is if t'ey t'ought I was nineteen." He took mah coat off exposin' mah bare arms but took a hold of mah wrist immediately protectin' meh an' everybody else. He hung mah coat up an' led meh ta the dance floor.
{Where The Girls Are Naughty And Always Saying, "Yes You Can, Yes You Can, Yes You Can
Yes You Can, Yes You Can, Yes You Can}
"Ah can't do this." Ah was startin' ta panic over all mah exposed skin.
"Oui, y' can. I've got y', Cherie." Ah felt the Kitty in meh screamin' ta dance an' let the feelin' take over mah feet. Remy kept one hand on mah waist ta keep the shield of energy up.
{You Got On Your Money Rags, And Papa's Got A Brand New Bag
And Mama's Got Her Hot Pants On}
"Did I tell y', y' look bella?" Ah blushed as Ah kept dancin'.
"Ah think ya just did." He kissed the top of mah head as we smiled at each other. ~Is this the end of the game? Ah hope so, 'cause it'd be nice for him ta finally acknowledge meh.~
{While In The Back The Beat Goes On, Would You Like To Come Along?
Then Shut Up And Sing This Song}
"Lets sit down, Cherie." He took mah hand an' led meh to a corner booth. We sat down on the same side facin' the dance floor.
"Can I get you two drinks?" A waitress appeared carryin' a tray loaded down with empty glasses.
{Say Hello To The Room Where The Party's Jumpin', Where The Boys All Freak 'Cause Boots Are Bumpin'}
"Ah'll just have club soda an' lime." Remy frowned at meh before he ordered.
"I'll have de same."
{Where The Girls Are Naughty And Always Saying, "Yes You Can, Yes You Can, Yes You Can
Yes You Can, Yes You Can, Yes You Can}
"I t'ough y' would…well."
"Well, ya wrong. Ah ain't a drinker, Remy, an' ya shouldn't either."
He playfully threw his hands up in defense an' pouted. "I didn't get alcohol t'ough."
"Ya were thinkin' about it." Ah mocked his pout as he put his arms back around mah waist.
{The Boys Are Pale, The Girls Are Soft As Nails, The Band Strikes Up And Starts To Wail}
Everythin' else in the room paled as he kissed meh. AH rested mah head on his shoulder but he seemed distracted by somethin'.
"I'll be back, Cherie." He stood up an' crossed the room before Ah could even protest.
GAMBIT
~What's he doing here? Stupid Aussie has t' screw up my date wit' Marie.~ I walked up behind the orange-haired Australian who was sitting on a bar stool laughing like a maniac while he played wit' his lighter.
"Merde, what are y' doing here, John?"
"Hello Mate, is that anyway to greet a friend. Besides it's boss's orders to find you."
"I know you're crazy so let me remind y'. Magneto's dead, mon ami."
"I'm not that crazy, Mate. I know Magneto's gone down under for the final time. I'm talking about Sinister." ~What the hell did he just say? How did he get messed up wit' him?~ "And if you don't come quietly, I've got orders for one roasted Sheila." He was pointing t' Rogue sitting quietly in our corner boot' sipping on her drink.
{There's A Price On Everything, It's Not Cheap To Buy Your Dreams}
"Y' wouldn't."
"I would Mate, and for your own good too. The Sheila's made you soft."
I grabbed John by his collar and pinned him t' de bar. People began staring right away. ~Merde, I don't want Marie t' see t'is.~ "Outside now, homme!" I picked him back up and tossed him towards de door.
{Welcome To The Room Where The Party's Jumpin', Where The Boys All Freak 'Cause Boots Are Bumpin'}
The music faded away once we reached de parking lot.
{Where The Girls Are Naughty And Always Saying "Yes You Can, Yes You Can, Yes You Can…}
"What does Sinister want wit' me?" John looked about nervously realizing no one was t'ere t' witness me beating on him.
"Just repayment, Mate. I don't even know what that means." ~Damn, why did I have t' be so desperate for control back t'en.~
I looked back at de club where Marie was surely still sitting alone wondering why I wasn't coming back. "I'm sorry, Marie." John never heard my whisper as we revved the engines of our bikes and pulled away from de city and mon Cherie.
ROGUE
~It's been hours, where is he?~ Ah still sat at the booth worrying about Remy. The waitress came back for the dozenth time with a concerned look on her face.
"Sweetie, we're closing real soon." Ah sighed. ~Remy ain't comin' back. Ah'm gonna have ta call for a ride.~ "Look, it's not any of my business but…I saw your friend leave hours ago with some orange-haired freak. He's dumped you, Sweetie." Ah guess all I needed was someone ta tell it ta meh bluntly before it hit meh as bein' the truth.
"That Swamp Rat!" ~Ah'll kill him!~ "Thanks."
"Do you need to call for a cab or something?" Ah looked up at her and saw that the crowd had almost completely disappeared.
"Yes."
Ah dialed the institute prayin' for someone normal. ~Please not Kitty, not Kurt, not Jean…~ A gruff voice answered. "Hello?" ~…and not Logan.~
"Logan, Ah need a ride."
"Stripes! Where the hell are you and what happened!?!? It's nearly four in the morning." ~Wow, is it really that late already?~
"Ah don't know what's goin' on." Ah seemed ta tell him that a lot. "Remy's gone with Pyro leavin' meh at the Sundance Bar."
"Did you say bar?!?! I'm gonna kill Gumbo…"
"Wolvie," Ah was starting ta cry at this point. "Can somebody come get meh. Ah'm a little stranded."
"Wait there." He hung up the phone with a bang. ~Ah'm so dead. At least he'll get here the fastest since he'll drive like a maniac the whole way.~
WOLVERINE
Logan, Calm down. I was speeding down the highway towards the city at about 110 mph.
Get out of my head, Chuck, you're distracting me.
Getting angry with Gambit or Rogue won't do any good.
Who said I was angry with Stripes. I'm only pissed off with Gambit for dumping her in a bar. ~Must be done preaching. 'Bout time.~ I slammed the bike to a stop outside the closed bar to find Rogue standing outside crying. She was hugging herself to keep warm as I got off the bike and started towards her. "Stirpes…Kid, are you ok?" ~Of course she's not…she's crying for God's sake.~
"Ah thought he'd come back…b-but…" She broke into a fresh flow of tears that streamed down her cheeks leaving behind trails of mascara. I wiped them away with a gloved hand and awkwardly hugged her. "Ah was so stupid for thinkin' he loved meh!"
"No, that's not stupid. It's not your fault." She looked up at me with the trails of mascara still coming down her cheeks and somehow still looked beautiful. ~How could a bastard like Gambit hurt her like this?~ "Come on let get you home." She followed me to the bike and sat down behind me. She held onto my shoulders as we stated. Eventually her arms moved to around my waist as I felt her lean against my back--fast asleep.
ROGUE
"That shmuck! I like can't believe he did that!" Kitty, Kurt, an' Piotr were all sittin' in mah room. Kitty an' Piotr were on her bed while Kurt sat next ta meh on mine. He had his hand on mah back tryin' ta comfort meh, but Ah don't think anyone could have accomplished that. It was already seven in the mornin' an' they were all dressed in their uniforms for trainin'.
"Zis is horrible. Vhy vould he do zat?"
"Like he's a shmuck, I like already told you that."
"I am sorry, Rogue. I had no idea."
"It's not your fault. Ah just feel so stupid for thinkin' he'd changed. Ah knew he was a player but Ah just kept tellin' mahself he'd changed for meh."
Ah stood up an' walked over ta mah dresser an' dumped the picture of Remy an' meh inta the trash. The sound of the glass breakin' sounded too much like mah own heart. Logan knocked on the door.
"Don't you three have training to be at?" They walked outta the room together but Kitty had one more input.
"Mr. Logan, chop the shmuck's head off if he like tries to come back."
Ah laid down on mah bed an' cried inta the pillow. Logan sat down on the edge of mah bed holdin' the picture with its broken glass in one hand. He laid it facin' down on mah bed stand. "What did half-pint just call him?"
"A shmuck."
"Mind explaining that to an old-timer." Ah rolled over an' gave him a weak smile. ~He's tryin' for God's sake, but Ah wish he wouldn't.~
"It's Jewish for jerk, but it's a lot worse than that."
"Well, if you want me to, I'll gladly take Gumbo's head off."
"I don't think he's ever comin' back. He teamed up with Pyro, so they're probably destroyin' New York as we speak." Ah sat up an' dried mah face with the back of mah hand. ~Ah hate the fact that Ah look so weak in front of him.~ "Ah just knew it was too good ta be true. No one could really love the 'untouchable'."
"That's not true." Logan put his arms around meh an' Ah just let mahself fall asleep right there.
GAMBIT
What do y' want wit' Gambit, Messieur?" I found myself following John int' a large open room t'at was completely dark except for two red glowing orbs. De two orbs approached me as John shook at my side. ~Damn coward. Can't even face his boss wit'out being scared.~
"Our deal isn't complete yet. I still have a purpose for you."
"Merde, so when are y' done wit' Gambit?"
"When will you realize, I own you, Remy LeBeau." ~Merde, I left Marie for t'is?~
"Maybe y' haven't noticed, but Gambit's turned over a new leaf."
"Is that so?"
"Oui, so Gambit will just be going back t' his Cherie."
"If you leave, she dies, and you'll leave when I tell you to." I sighed, t'is man never made t'ings easy for a poor t'ief. "You can go back once you steal a certain article from a mutant named Angel."
"Gambit already been t'ere. Don't t'ink Angel will be t' happy t' see him again.
"That's too bad."
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Wowee…that was a long chapter. But I was sooo pumped up after seeing Cajun Spice. Well, between work and school, I might have another chapter up for next weekend, maybe two if my ego is fed. Just click on the little purple button!
Disclaimer:
I don't own Mr. Sinister either.