I suck at accents so yeah......
Anything but Ordinary12: The lab and the twinkie thing sounds funny. Maybe the lab will come in the morning after. In this chapter the X-Men return home and find out baby-sitting isn't for the X-guys.
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"How are we going to tell them that we found nothing on either child, except that one's br----" Rogue stops in mid-sentence,"Oh mah gawd!" She stops just inside the door of the kitchen, gaping at the site before her; the others all slam into each other with her aburpt stop. Storm looks around her shoulder. "Goddess! Are Remy, Logan, and the children okay?"she questions, walking into the kitchen. A plastic bowl was tipped over oozing gumbo all over the counter and a second bowl was practically empty. A box of something was leaking all over the floor near the freezer door and there was a book laying in the middle of the entire mess. "What's the book?"Jean questions, moving past them and over to pick it up,"Oh my..." Her sentence trails off as Rogue and Storm move to see what it is; Storm quickly snatches the book from her hand. "I'll be taking that...."she mumbles, blushing to dark red,"Thank you."
"Storm, sugar, why do you need that book? Is something going on?" Rogue stares at her, trying not to laugh even though Hank was rolling around on the floor, laughing. She stares down and mumbles,"Logan and I used everything in the first book so we got the second..." "That was more then I needed to know,"Hank says, kicking the box lightly, then sticking a finger in it. He licks the mixture from it. "Strawberry ice cream....my favorite." He begins to eat the rest of it. Rogue gags. "That's just sick. Swamp rat, where are you?!"she hollers, walking into the living room. "SWAMP RAT!" "Chere, shut up. Remy has to find his cards because the miny river rat hid them." Gambit looks up for barely a moment from fishing cards out of the fish tank with a small green net and into a tall black boot, beside him.
"I know that ain't my shoe you're emptyin' those cards into, LeBeau,"she growls in a perfect imitation of Logan, her eyes narrowing. He looks up, startled, then at the shoe. "Now, Roguey, it was Angel who dumped them in de fishy tank and no one else's shoes are big enough..." Storm snorts from the doorway,"Wrong answer." Rogue glares at him,"Thirty seconds, starting now." Gambit stares at her, then picks up the boot and runs upstairs. Thirty seconds later Rogue takes off after him, almost flying.
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"Ororo, Jean, Hank! I need you help!"Logan yells, hearing their voices from the kitchen.; Tara stirs slightly, but simply clings tighter to his arm. ~Is something wrong, Logan?~Jean asks, telepathically. ~Tara um....she's um...sleepin'.~ ~What's the problem with that? I figured it would be good....~ ~Come to the rec room, Jeannie...~ Logan shifts and tries to move, causing the small child to cling tighter to his arm. "Don't move. Nice puppy, pretty puppy,"she mumbles, turning over and hugging his arm tighter; Jean and Ororo stop in the doorway, trying not to laugh. Both fail miserably. "Where's Remy and the Angel?"Ororo questions with a smile. She walks over and lifts Tara from his lap, easily disengaging her arms from his.
"Uh...last I saw...he was begging her to tell him where his cards were. It seems Angel isn't much of an angel, after all." Logan stands and stretches, his hands coming way short of the ceiling. Jean stares at him, confused. "But Remy was emptying cards out of the fish tank and into Rogue's shoe...so where's Angel?" As if in reply a scream comes from somewhere upstairs and a loud tell-tell *bampf*. "That any kind of answer?"Logan questions, walking into the hall, then hurrying toward the sound; he stops outside the door to Jean and Scott's room,"Did you two get a pet?" Jean blinks,"I wasn't aware we did....do we open it?" He shrugs,"You choice.." "Uh....open."
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"Why are we in here, Jubes? If Logan catches us we're so dead...." Bobby glances nervously around the room the two are in, his eyes darker with fear. Jubilee smiles,"Logan wouldn't kill me. I'm like.....the little sister he never had and never wanted!" "Think about that phrase and come up with another idea, Jubes...." "Just trust me for once in this....uh friendship!" She scowls and begins going through a pile of junk; she pulls up a magazine with a picture of some naked girl on the front.
"Wow...is that actually possible?"Bobby wonders aloud, taking the magazine and flipping it open. Jubilee shrugs,"Dunno..." He looks up suddenly and smiles,"Wanna find out?" "Uh...." "Come on, Jubes, we never get to have any fun. No one else will ever know since the others are out and the Cajun and Logan are busy with those...children." She smiles,"Sure, why not? My room or yours?" "Uh....mine 'cause I'm more comfortable there...." Jubilee grins. "Me, too....."
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"Mein Gott! Es ist ein Kind!" Angel opens her eyes and stares at the blue furried creature before her, then lets out an ear-splitting scream. She blinks sleepily up at him. "Are you aware that you're blue?"she asks, yawning widely, around the words; her eyes had gone from frightened to wide with amazement. He stares at her quizzically at her, through pupiless yellow eyes. "Um....yes?" "Neat!" Angel jumps down off the bed, rubbing sleep from her eyes,"Can I ask another question, Fuzzy?" "The name's Kurt...and who would you be?" "I'm Angel....." Kurt holds out a three-fingered hand to her which she takes and stares at. "Neat..youonlygotthreefingersonyourhand.Igot five....I'dprefertohavethree.CanIaskmyquestionnow?" Angel rushes through her sentence and holds out her hand just as the door opens.
"Kurt, what's this?" He stares at it then moans repeatedly,"Dies ist nicht Ereignis, dies nicht Ereignis, dies nicht Ereignis ist ist." "Elf, what are you doing and what's with the scream?"Logan demands, stepping into the room with Jean, who looks around her room, aghast. Clothes and books were thrown everywhere and Angel was holding what looked like one of Jean's monthly items. She quickly qpproaches the girl and takes it from her, returning it to the bathroom; Angel simply looks annoyed. "What is it, Kurt? Is it a bad thingy? AmIgonnabeintrouble?" Her voice quivers and she looks upset. "Remy's sorry, Rogue! I didn't mean to ruin your shoe!" The shout distracts Angel from her question. "REMY!!!!"
The Cajun's head pokes into the room. "Yes, petite? Remy's a little busy...." "You stupid swamp rat!" Angel shoves past Wolverine and runs straight into Gambit, wrapping her arms around his leg. "Kurt'sreallycool!He'sblueandgotthreefingers!"she goes on and on. Kurt sighs,"Vhy is Kurt being punished? Vhat has he done?" Jean exits the bathroom. "Why was she locked in MY bedroom, Remy LeBeau?" Gambit hesitates,"Safe keeping?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Tara waits until she's sure the tall African woman was gone before opening her eyes and getting up from the chair where she'd been feining sleep for the last ten minutes. "Angel, Mr. Logan, Remy,"she calls, quietly, sneaking past the white-haired woman, in the kitchen cleaning up and into the hall. Where'd everybody go? Angel wouldn't leave me all alone, but what if she did?Tara wonders as she walks through the halls; she'd just about decided to turn around when she heard a sound ahead. "I found someone....I'll suprise Mr. Logan by paying him a visit!"
Tara pauses, holding her hand a little above the door knob. "But it's not where Mr. Logan's room is......maybe I shouldn't go in there...." A sound like a growl comes through the door. "Mr. Logan!" She smiles and twists the knob, pushing inward...... "Oh, Bobby!"
Anything but Ordinary12: The lab and the twinkie thing sounds funny. Maybe the lab will come in the morning after. In this chapter the X-Men return home and find out baby-sitting isn't for the X-guys.
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"How are we going to tell them that we found nothing on either child, except that one's br----" Rogue stops in mid-sentence,"Oh mah gawd!" She stops just inside the door of the kitchen, gaping at the site before her; the others all slam into each other with her aburpt stop. Storm looks around her shoulder. "Goddess! Are Remy, Logan, and the children okay?"she questions, walking into the kitchen. A plastic bowl was tipped over oozing gumbo all over the counter and a second bowl was practically empty. A box of something was leaking all over the floor near the freezer door and there was a book laying in the middle of the entire mess. "What's the book?"Jean questions, moving past them and over to pick it up,"Oh my..." Her sentence trails off as Rogue and Storm move to see what it is; Storm quickly snatches the book from her hand. "I'll be taking that...."she mumbles, blushing to dark red,"Thank you."
"Storm, sugar, why do you need that book? Is something going on?" Rogue stares at her, trying not to laugh even though Hank was rolling around on the floor, laughing. She stares down and mumbles,"Logan and I used everything in the first book so we got the second..." "That was more then I needed to know,"Hank says, kicking the box lightly, then sticking a finger in it. He licks the mixture from it. "Strawberry ice cream....my favorite." He begins to eat the rest of it. Rogue gags. "That's just sick. Swamp rat, where are you?!"she hollers, walking into the living room. "SWAMP RAT!" "Chere, shut up. Remy has to find his cards because the miny river rat hid them." Gambit looks up for barely a moment from fishing cards out of the fish tank with a small green net and into a tall black boot, beside him.
"I know that ain't my shoe you're emptyin' those cards into, LeBeau,"she growls in a perfect imitation of Logan, her eyes narrowing. He looks up, startled, then at the shoe. "Now, Roguey, it was Angel who dumped them in de fishy tank and no one else's shoes are big enough..." Storm snorts from the doorway,"Wrong answer." Rogue glares at him,"Thirty seconds, starting now." Gambit stares at her, then picks up the boot and runs upstairs. Thirty seconds later Rogue takes off after him, almost flying.
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"Ororo, Jean, Hank! I need you help!"Logan yells, hearing their voices from the kitchen.; Tara stirs slightly, but simply clings tighter to his arm. ~Is something wrong, Logan?~Jean asks, telepathically. ~Tara um....she's um...sleepin'.~ ~What's the problem with that? I figured it would be good....~ ~Come to the rec room, Jeannie...~ Logan shifts and tries to move, causing the small child to cling tighter to his arm. "Don't move. Nice puppy, pretty puppy,"she mumbles, turning over and hugging his arm tighter; Jean and Ororo stop in the doorway, trying not to laugh. Both fail miserably. "Where's Remy and the Angel?"Ororo questions with a smile. She walks over and lifts Tara from his lap, easily disengaging her arms from his.
"Uh...last I saw...he was begging her to tell him where his cards were. It seems Angel isn't much of an angel, after all." Logan stands and stretches, his hands coming way short of the ceiling. Jean stares at him, confused. "But Remy was emptying cards out of the fish tank and into Rogue's shoe...so where's Angel?" As if in reply a scream comes from somewhere upstairs and a loud tell-tell *bampf*. "That any kind of answer?"Logan questions, walking into the hall, then hurrying toward the sound; he stops outside the door to Jean and Scott's room,"Did you two get a pet?" Jean blinks,"I wasn't aware we did....do we open it?" He shrugs,"You choice.." "Uh....open."
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"Why are we in here, Jubes? If Logan catches us we're so dead...." Bobby glances nervously around the room the two are in, his eyes darker with fear. Jubilee smiles,"Logan wouldn't kill me. I'm like.....the little sister he never had and never wanted!" "Think about that phrase and come up with another idea, Jubes...." "Just trust me for once in this....uh friendship!" She scowls and begins going through a pile of junk; she pulls up a magazine with a picture of some naked girl on the front.
"Wow...is that actually possible?"Bobby wonders aloud, taking the magazine and flipping it open. Jubilee shrugs,"Dunno..." He looks up suddenly and smiles,"Wanna find out?" "Uh...." "Come on, Jubes, we never get to have any fun. No one else will ever know since the others are out and the Cajun and Logan are busy with those...children." She smiles,"Sure, why not? My room or yours?" "Uh....mine 'cause I'm more comfortable there...." Jubilee grins. "Me, too....."
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"Mein Gott! Es ist ein Kind!" Angel opens her eyes and stares at the blue furried creature before her, then lets out an ear-splitting scream. She blinks sleepily up at him. "Are you aware that you're blue?"she asks, yawning widely, around the words; her eyes had gone from frightened to wide with amazement. He stares at her quizzically at her, through pupiless yellow eyes. "Um....yes?" "Neat!" Angel jumps down off the bed, rubbing sleep from her eyes,"Can I ask another question, Fuzzy?" "The name's Kurt...and who would you be?" "I'm Angel....." Kurt holds out a three-fingered hand to her which she takes and stares at. "Neat..youonlygotthreefingersonyourhand.Igot five....I'dprefertohavethree.CanIaskmyquestionnow?" Angel rushes through her sentence and holds out her hand just as the door opens.
"Kurt, what's this?" He stares at it then moans repeatedly,"Dies ist nicht Ereignis, dies nicht Ereignis, dies nicht Ereignis ist ist." "Elf, what are you doing and what's with the scream?"Logan demands, stepping into the room with Jean, who looks around her room, aghast. Clothes and books were thrown everywhere and Angel was holding what looked like one of Jean's monthly items. She quickly qpproaches the girl and takes it from her, returning it to the bathroom; Angel simply looks annoyed. "What is it, Kurt? Is it a bad thingy? AmIgonnabeintrouble?" Her voice quivers and she looks upset. "Remy's sorry, Rogue! I didn't mean to ruin your shoe!" The shout distracts Angel from her question. "REMY!!!!"
The Cajun's head pokes into the room. "Yes, petite? Remy's a little busy...." "You stupid swamp rat!" Angel shoves past Wolverine and runs straight into Gambit, wrapping her arms around his leg. "Kurt'sreallycool!He'sblueandgotthreefingers!"she goes on and on. Kurt sighs,"Vhy is Kurt being punished? Vhat has he done?" Jean exits the bathroom. "Why was she locked in MY bedroom, Remy LeBeau?" Gambit hesitates,"Safe keeping?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Tara waits until she's sure the tall African woman was gone before opening her eyes and getting up from the chair where she'd been feining sleep for the last ten minutes. "Angel, Mr. Logan, Remy,"she calls, quietly, sneaking past the white-haired woman, in the kitchen cleaning up and into the hall. Where'd everybody go? Angel wouldn't leave me all alone, but what if she did?Tara wonders as she walks through the halls; she'd just about decided to turn around when she heard a sound ahead. "I found someone....I'll suprise Mr. Logan by paying him a visit!"
Tara pauses, holding her hand a little above the door knob. "But it's not where Mr. Logan's room is......maybe I shouldn't go in there...." A sound like a growl comes through the door. "Mr. Logan!" She smiles and twists the knob, pushing inward...... "Oh, Bobby!"