Disclaimer: Me no own them. Angel is my property and Tara is the property of Takamo. Don't sue cause well....yeah, I'm broke.
VA-river-gal: they're not monsters. they're five and Angel's modeled after a kid I baby-sit.
Cajun Quinn, brattax23: thanks for your reviews and i will work on what you said.
Others: Thanks you
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"It looks funny, Remy. Are you sure it's edible?" Gambit sighs for what felt like the tweleth time,"Yes, Angel, it is edible..." Tara was the first to give up complaining and take a bite; she gags and spits it out. "I don't like it. What else is there?" "Logan!"he yells the name, but gets no response,"LOGAN!" Silence still. "Um...you want a sandwich?" "Yeah! San'wich, san'wich, san'wich!!" What did I do to deserve this?he wonders, making a sandwich and setting it down in front of her.
"Angel, stop playing with it and eat!"Gambit snaps, without thinking; she stares at him a minute, then obidently takes a bite, then a few more. "Maybe Remy should remember to be more forward with the chil'ren,"he mumbles, heading to the door,"You two stay in here and be good. Finish eating..." Quiet responses of,"yes, Remy." "Logan!" "Quit yelling, Gumbo. The news is on,"comes the response, from the rec room where the tv was blaring from. Gambit walks the short distance. "You get the kids taken care of?" "Remy just needed to be a little demanding and they listened...too quick though." "So that's who was yelling; I'm impressed, Gumbo,"Logan replies with a smirk. He scowls in response and sinks into the chair opposite the tv,"If you'd been HELPING.." "Aww is little Gumbo getting tired? I'll watch 'em after the news, deal?" "Uh....sure, but watch Angel carefully." He rests his head on his arms and closes his eyes. "Why? She a problem?" "Somet'in's off about her. She'd too quick to obey orders, but likes to cause problems..." "Right, Gumbo. I can take care of a five-year old, two at that...no problem.."
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Logan turns the channel and listens to the same part of the anti-mutant riot broadcast all over again; he was searching for any sign. "Mr. Logan?"the voice spoke quietly from behind him and he quickly switched it off; he turns to face her. "What, kid?" She walks over and studies him. "What was you watching?"she asks, a little louder then good; Gambit simply turns slightly, still asleep. "Nothing of importance to you. Do you need something?" "um...um, I was suppoused to ask you a question, but I don't know if I should......" "Tara, what do you need?" She sighs after a moment,"I need to know where the bathroom is........"
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"Gosh, this place is big!" Angel stares at the ceiling as she walks through the mansion. It was alot bigger then any of the houses she'd lived in with her mother. I wonder how many people they keep here? It must be almost as many as a zoo.. She smiles at the thought and walks into the room before her. It was big and cluttered, if there was any way to describe it. Angel hesitates, but only an instant before beginning to search the room; she guessed the owner almost instantly. "Remy's room. Wow, Angel likes Remy's room,"she announces, using the third person way of speaking she heard him use,"Angel says it's a good room." She looks around, then picks up the deck of cards laying on the table by the bed. "Cards, cards, cards...I think he likes cards." She shuffles the cards a moment, then withdraws one. "Ace of Spades...good choice." She quickly replaces it and gathers a few more decks of cards from around the room; they seemed to be everywhere.
"Gonna play a game with Remy, gonna play a game with Remy,"she sings, walking throughout the mansion and hiding them in random places; most of the rooms were open so she places cards around. She bit her lip, wondering if he'd be mad. Her mother used to get mad when she moved things, but dismisses the ideal. Remy wasn't mean like her mother and didn't forbid her to see her father. "Angel thinks Remy likes to play card games,"she says, once again using the same accent as him,"Angel thinks she's hid enough." She looks around a moment, then dumps the rest of them in the fish tank sitting against a wall. Angel runs to the rec room and enters, looking around; Remy was just waking up. The tv was what drew her attention. "It seems there's been another anti-mutant riot with two woun--"the announcer went silent as the tv clicked off.
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"Petite, how long you been watching de tv?" Angel stares at her feet, not looking at him; Gambit could tell something was wrong. No child, especially this little problem child was ever that silent. "Angel, how long? What did you hear?" "Nuthin, except that they had an anti-somefin' right..." He sighs. She didn't understand what she heard. "Where's Tara at?"he asks, dropping back into the chair as she walks to him; she shrugs. "Um...I ain't seen her since we got done eating...where's Mr. Logan?" "Just Logan and I'm not sure. Want me to teach you a game?" "Yeah!"Angel smiles, excited at the ideal of learning something new.
"Come on. Let's go find a deck of cards." Gambit's starts toward his room, ignoring the giggled from behind him. "Angel thinks Remy's gonna get a suprise." Her cheeks had turned almost the color of when he'd found her in the freezer, except now with amusement. Remy t'inks he should worry. He enters his room, beginning to search for a deck of cards; he doesn't find anything. His attention reverts to Angel after he removes most of the items from their places without even a single card; she was standing in the doorway, smiling much too innocently. "Angel, what happened to Remy's cards?" Silence on her part. "Angel...." "Hmm?" "What happened to Remy's cards?" She looks up and whisphers,"Angel hid them........"
VA-river-gal: they're not monsters. they're five and Angel's modeled after a kid I baby-sit.
Cajun Quinn, brattax23: thanks for your reviews and i will work on what you said.
Others: Thanks you
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"It looks funny, Remy. Are you sure it's edible?" Gambit sighs for what felt like the tweleth time,"Yes, Angel, it is edible..." Tara was the first to give up complaining and take a bite; she gags and spits it out. "I don't like it. What else is there?" "Logan!"he yells the name, but gets no response,"LOGAN!" Silence still. "Um...you want a sandwich?" "Yeah! San'wich, san'wich, san'wich!!" What did I do to deserve this?he wonders, making a sandwich and setting it down in front of her.
"Angel, stop playing with it and eat!"Gambit snaps, without thinking; she stares at him a minute, then obidently takes a bite, then a few more. "Maybe Remy should remember to be more forward with the chil'ren,"he mumbles, heading to the door,"You two stay in here and be good. Finish eating..." Quiet responses of,"yes, Remy." "Logan!" "Quit yelling, Gumbo. The news is on,"comes the response, from the rec room where the tv was blaring from. Gambit walks the short distance. "You get the kids taken care of?" "Remy just needed to be a little demanding and they listened...too quick though." "So that's who was yelling; I'm impressed, Gumbo,"Logan replies with a smirk. He scowls in response and sinks into the chair opposite the tv,"If you'd been HELPING.." "Aww is little Gumbo getting tired? I'll watch 'em after the news, deal?" "Uh....sure, but watch Angel carefully." He rests his head on his arms and closes his eyes. "Why? She a problem?" "Somet'in's off about her. She'd too quick to obey orders, but likes to cause problems..." "Right, Gumbo. I can take care of a five-year old, two at that...no problem.."
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Logan turns the channel and listens to the same part of the anti-mutant riot broadcast all over again; he was searching for any sign. "Mr. Logan?"the voice spoke quietly from behind him and he quickly switched it off; he turns to face her. "What, kid?" She walks over and studies him. "What was you watching?"she asks, a little louder then good; Gambit simply turns slightly, still asleep. "Nothing of importance to you. Do you need something?" "um...um, I was suppoused to ask you a question, but I don't know if I should......" "Tara, what do you need?" She sighs after a moment,"I need to know where the bathroom is........"
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"Gosh, this place is big!" Angel stares at the ceiling as she walks through the mansion. It was alot bigger then any of the houses she'd lived in with her mother. I wonder how many people they keep here? It must be almost as many as a zoo.. She smiles at the thought and walks into the room before her. It was big and cluttered, if there was any way to describe it. Angel hesitates, but only an instant before beginning to search the room; she guessed the owner almost instantly. "Remy's room. Wow, Angel likes Remy's room,"she announces, using the third person way of speaking she heard him use,"Angel says it's a good room." She looks around, then picks up the deck of cards laying on the table by the bed. "Cards, cards, cards...I think he likes cards." She shuffles the cards a moment, then withdraws one. "Ace of Spades...good choice." She quickly replaces it and gathers a few more decks of cards from around the room; they seemed to be everywhere.
"Gonna play a game with Remy, gonna play a game with Remy,"she sings, walking throughout the mansion and hiding them in random places; most of the rooms were open so she places cards around. She bit her lip, wondering if he'd be mad. Her mother used to get mad when she moved things, but dismisses the ideal. Remy wasn't mean like her mother and didn't forbid her to see her father. "Angel thinks Remy likes to play card games,"she says, once again using the same accent as him,"Angel thinks she's hid enough." She looks around a moment, then dumps the rest of them in the fish tank sitting against a wall. Angel runs to the rec room and enters, looking around; Remy was just waking up. The tv was what drew her attention. "It seems there's been another anti-mutant riot with two woun--"the announcer went silent as the tv clicked off.
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"Petite, how long you been watching de tv?" Angel stares at her feet, not looking at him; Gambit could tell something was wrong. No child, especially this little problem child was ever that silent. "Angel, how long? What did you hear?" "Nuthin, except that they had an anti-somefin' right..." He sighs. She didn't understand what she heard. "Where's Tara at?"he asks, dropping back into the chair as she walks to him; she shrugs. "Um...I ain't seen her since we got done eating...where's Mr. Logan?" "Just Logan and I'm not sure. Want me to teach you a game?" "Yeah!"Angel smiles, excited at the ideal of learning something new.
"Come on. Let's go find a deck of cards." Gambit's starts toward his room, ignoring the giggled from behind him. "Angel thinks Remy's gonna get a suprise." Her cheeks had turned almost the color of when he'd found her in the freezer, except now with amusement. Remy t'inks he should worry. He enters his room, beginning to search for a deck of cards; he doesn't find anything. His attention reverts to Angel after he removes most of the items from their places without even a single card; she was standing in the doorway, smiling much too innocently. "Angel, what happened to Remy's cards?" Silence on her part. "Angel...." "Hmm?" "What happened to Remy's cards?" She looks up and whisphers,"Angel hid them........"