The events of the this chapter happen at the same time. While Tara's tormenting Logan, Gambit's arguing with Angel.......enjoy and thanks for the reviews. Xx-Disturbed-xX helped with these ideas.
Xx-Disturbed-xX: she's not cruel, she's five.
brattax23-the kid she's based off is sweet even if she is a pain. I like Angel.
Anything but ordinary3: well duh, i'm gonna write more, but sorry you won't be getting much about Logan and Tara's "bathroom trip".
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"Now, we're just going to sit down and watch a nice movie..." Logan slumps down on the couch and flips the tv onto some movie with lots of blood and gore after returning from the bathroom with Tara. "No, I don't like it!" Tara covers her face with her hands and shakes her head repeatedly. He stares at it a minute, then holds out the remote. "You want to find something to watch? I draw the line at Barney..." "Who's Barney?"she asks, taking it and flipping it onto some channel with a kid in a pink hat, talking to.....goldfish? Logan stares at the screen, confused. Tara looks at him. "Don't you like da Fairy OddParents?"she asks, returning her eyes to the screen. "He's talking to fish, Tara. That's not normal..." The child never looks away from the screen, but speaks patiently. "They're not really fish, Mr. Logan..they're his fairly godparents who grant him wishes." Logan stare at her with a single raised eyebrow, then slumps down further. "I'm going to sleep. Don't leave this room...." "Yes, sir,"she replies, transfixed by the tv; he closes his eyes and settles back to sleep....
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"Mr. Logan, da Fairy Oddparents is gone off......Mr. Logan?" Tara clicks off the tv and stands, turning to face him; he snores in response. "uh...I guess that means I got to entertain myself, huh?" She stands there silently a moment, remembering how she'd get in trouble with the circus people for wandering. I don't think Mr. Logan will mind if I go check out some more of the mansion; maybe I can find Angel and play with her or a book....yeah, a book would be fun! "Where's Mr. Logan's room at now? I bet he has a book I can get him to read to me...." She smiles, liking the idea since she couldn't read herself; that was one thing she'd never learned. Tara walks through the halls, looking around. "Gosh, it's big.....I bet they got alot of books."
She stops outside a room with the door closed; she hesitates, then opens the door, looking around. It was big, really clean, but not what she was looking for. "Mr. Logan's room ain't clean. Mr. Logan's room is probaly messy and full of fun stuff,"she mumbles, talking to herself as she walks down the hall; she stops outside a second door. I bet this is his room cause it just seems in the right part of the big house. The light above the door flickers and goes out. "Yep, Mr. Logan's room..." Tara shoves the door open and walks in, looking around. It was messy, real messy. "Wow.." She goes over to the table and shoves things aside. A picture falls to the floor and she retrieves it quickly. "Hmm...Why would Mr. Logan have a picture of the red-headed chick?"she asks, then shrugs and throws it back on the table, moving to check the dresser. A stack of magazines at the bottom of a drawer full of shirts catches her attention; she pulls one out. "I wish I knew how to read...it has words so I think I'll ask Mr. Logan to read it to me.."
"Mr. Logan, Mr. Logan, Mr. Logan!" Tara runs into the rec room and climbs onto his lap, smacking him in the face with the magazine. He opens his eyes and glares at her through slitted eyes. "Yes, Tara?" "Will you read me this book?IfounditandIcan'treadso willyoureadittome?" She stares up at him, waiting for his answer. "Uh....sure, kid,"he says, taking it from her and opening to the first page; his jaw drops and his eyes widen in shock as he stares at the front picture of naked woman on a beach. "Mr. Logan, aren't you going to read it?" "Bloody hell!"
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"Angel, what did you do with Remy's cards?" Gambit stares at the child before him in disbelief. How she lose ALL of Remy's cards? Remy can barely find them when HE needs them... Angel's smile falters slightly and she wrings her hands together in front of her. "Remy asked what you did with his cards..." "Ang--I hid them...I'm sorry." "Hid them? Where did you hide them, petite?"he asks, gently, crouching to be almost on level with her; she stares at her feet, scoffing them against the carpet. "Angel?" "I don't remember...." "What do you mean you don't remember?" Angel looks up, her lip trembling slightly. "I can't remember where all I hid them...I went in alot of rooms and just left 'em there. Please, don't be mad..."
Gambit sighs,"Think, Angel. Where did you hide them? What did the rooms look like or where were they?" "Um...I don't remember, except one was reeaaaalll messy." He sighs, frustrated. Remy can't take her with him while Remy searchs for his cards so....He'll leave her in Jean and Scott's room, with de door locked. "Angel, want me to show you to a room where you can play all you want?"he asks, turning on his charm power and placing his hand on her shoulder; she nods and looks up, expectantly. "Follow me..." Gambit leads her to Jean and Scott's, currently empty bedroom and opens the door. "Go ahead, go play." She hesitates and looks at him a minute. "Who's room is this? I don't want to get in trouble...." He smiles,"You won't. Jeannie and Scott love kids. Go ahead...do you remember anything about Remy's cards?" "Yeah! Fish tank...." "Fish tank!?!?" A second shout comes from the living room,"Bloody Hell!!!"
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Logan stares at the magazine Tara had given him; it was one of his "special" magazines. "Where did you get this?"he asks, almost in a growl, standing. She looks upset, then speaks quietly. "Your room. I want a story, Mr. Logan..." "Uh....fine we'll go find you a book to read." Scott and Jeannie have GOT to have some kind of book for a kid since they got futuristic kids or whatever, he thinks, shoving the magazine away and heading back to check the other rooms. Tara wraps her arms around Logan's legs and clings to him; an image of a puppy enters his mind. "I don't need a pet,"Logan mumbles, trying the door; it doesn't open.
"Dammnit, what did Gumbo do to this door?" He gives up and checks the others rooms; Tara obidently follows him everywhere. He sighs,"Do you really have to have a story? I can't find a book." He returns to the rec room after dumping his magazine in his room and locking the door, this time. "Then tell me one. I don't care what it's about as long as it's a story,"Tara answers, climbing onto his lap and staring up at him once he sits. Logan stares at the wall for a few minutes, then begins telling her the first thing that comes to his mind. He'd just gotten to where the wolf was going to eat the annoying, clingy frog when he realized she was asleep. The bad part was she was half-laying in his lap and chest, asleep. "Kid, move..." He tries to get up, but Tara's arms wrap around one of his, tightly. He could have gotten out of it, but that would have meant possibly hurting her and he knew that wouldn't be a good ideal. "Well, Gumbo'll be out here soon or.....maybe the other's will come back...soon, very soon...."
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That's chapter three and in chapter four......the other X-Men come home. How bad could things be? Let's just say....they get worse. ALOT WORSE.
Xx-Disturbed-xX: she's not cruel, she's five.
brattax23-the kid she's based off is sweet even if she is a pain. I like Angel.
Anything but ordinary3: well duh, i'm gonna write more, but sorry you won't be getting much about Logan and Tara's "bathroom trip".
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"Now, we're just going to sit down and watch a nice movie..." Logan slumps down on the couch and flips the tv onto some movie with lots of blood and gore after returning from the bathroom with Tara. "No, I don't like it!" Tara covers her face with her hands and shakes her head repeatedly. He stares at it a minute, then holds out the remote. "You want to find something to watch? I draw the line at Barney..." "Who's Barney?"she asks, taking it and flipping it onto some channel with a kid in a pink hat, talking to.....goldfish? Logan stares at the screen, confused. Tara looks at him. "Don't you like da Fairy OddParents?"she asks, returning her eyes to the screen. "He's talking to fish, Tara. That's not normal..." The child never looks away from the screen, but speaks patiently. "They're not really fish, Mr. Logan..they're his fairly godparents who grant him wishes." Logan stare at her with a single raised eyebrow, then slumps down further. "I'm going to sleep. Don't leave this room...." "Yes, sir,"she replies, transfixed by the tv; he closes his eyes and settles back to sleep....
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"Mr. Logan, da Fairy Oddparents is gone off......Mr. Logan?" Tara clicks off the tv and stands, turning to face him; he snores in response. "uh...I guess that means I got to entertain myself, huh?" She stands there silently a moment, remembering how she'd get in trouble with the circus people for wandering. I don't think Mr. Logan will mind if I go check out some more of the mansion; maybe I can find Angel and play with her or a book....yeah, a book would be fun! "Where's Mr. Logan's room at now? I bet he has a book I can get him to read to me...." She smiles, liking the idea since she couldn't read herself; that was one thing she'd never learned. Tara walks through the halls, looking around. "Gosh, it's big.....I bet they got alot of books."
She stops outside a room with the door closed; she hesitates, then opens the door, looking around. It was big, really clean, but not what she was looking for. "Mr. Logan's room ain't clean. Mr. Logan's room is probaly messy and full of fun stuff,"she mumbles, talking to herself as she walks down the hall; she stops outside a second door. I bet this is his room cause it just seems in the right part of the big house. The light above the door flickers and goes out. "Yep, Mr. Logan's room..." Tara shoves the door open and walks in, looking around. It was messy, real messy. "Wow.." She goes over to the table and shoves things aside. A picture falls to the floor and she retrieves it quickly. "Hmm...Why would Mr. Logan have a picture of the red-headed chick?"she asks, then shrugs and throws it back on the table, moving to check the dresser. A stack of magazines at the bottom of a drawer full of shirts catches her attention; she pulls one out. "I wish I knew how to read...it has words so I think I'll ask Mr. Logan to read it to me.."
"Mr. Logan, Mr. Logan, Mr. Logan!" Tara runs into the rec room and climbs onto his lap, smacking him in the face with the magazine. He opens his eyes and glares at her through slitted eyes. "Yes, Tara?" "Will you read me this book?IfounditandIcan'treadso willyoureadittome?" She stares up at him, waiting for his answer. "Uh....sure, kid,"he says, taking it from her and opening to the first page; his jaw drops and his eyes widen in shock as he stares at the front picture of naked woman on a beach. "Mr. Logan, aren't you going to read it?" "Bloody hell!"
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"Angel, what did you do with Remy's cards?" Gambit stares at the child before him in disbelief. How she lose ALL of Remy's cards? Remy can barely find them when HE needs them... Angel's smile falters slightly and she wrings her hands together in front of her. "Remy asked what you did with his cards..." "Ang--I hid them...I'm sorry." "Hid them? Where did you hide them, petite?"he asks, gently, crouching to be almost on level with her; she stares at her feet, scoffing them against the carpet. "Angel?" "I don't remember...." "What do you mean you don't remember?" Angel looks up, her lip trembling slightly. "I can't remember where all I hid them...I went in alot of rooms and just left 'em there. Please, don't be mad..."
Gambit sighs,"Think, Angel. Where did you hide them? What did the rooms look like or where were they?" "Um...I don't remember, except one was reeaaaalll messy." He sighs, frustrated. Remy can't take her with him while Remy searchs for his cards so....He'll leave her in Jean and Scott's room, with de door locked. "Angel, want me to show you to a room where you can play all you want?"he asks, turning on his charm power and placing his hand on her shoulder; she nods and looks up, expectantly. "Follow me..." Gambit leads her to Jean and Scott's, currently empty bedroom and opens the door. "Go ahead, go play." She hesitates and looks at him a minute. "Who's room is this? I don't want to get in trouble...." He smiles,"You won't. Jeannie and Scott love kids. Go ahead...do you remember anything about Remy's cards?" "Yeah! Fish tank...." "Fish tank!?!?" A second shout comes from the living room,"Bloody Hell!!!"
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Logan stares at the magazine Tara had given him; it was one of his "special" magazines. "Where did you get this?"he asks, almost in a growl, standing. She looks upset, then speaks quietly. "Your room. I want a story, Mr. Logan..." "Uh....fine we'll go find you a book to read." Scott and Jeannie have GOT to have some kind of book for a kid since they got futuristic kids or whatever, he thinks, shoving the magazine away and heading back to check the other rooms. Tara wraps her arms around Logan's legs and clings to him; an image of a puppy enters his mind. "I don't need a pet,"Logan mumbles, trying the door; it doesn't open.
"Dammnit, what did Gumbo do to this door?" He gives up and checks the others rooms; Tara obidently follows him everywhere. He sighs,"Do you really have to have a story? I can't find a book." He returns to the rec room after dumping his magazine in his room and locking the door, this time. "Then tell me one. I don't care what it's about as long as it's a story,"Tara answers, climbing onto his lap and staring up at him once he sits. Logan stares at the wall for a few minutes, then begins telling her the first thing that comes to his mind. He'd just gotten to where the wolf was going to eat the annoying, clingy frog when he realized she was asleep. The bad part was she was half-laying in his lap and chest, asleep. "Kid, move..." He tries to get up, but Tara's arms wrap around one of his, tightly. He could have gotten out of it, but that would have meant possibly hurting her and he knew that wouldn't be a good ideal. "Well, Gumbo'll be out here soon or.....maybe the other's will come back...soon, very soon...."
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That's chapter three and in chapter four......the other X-Men come home. How bad could things be? Let's just say....they get worse. ALOT WORSE.