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X-Men: Black and White
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"Hey, hey, don't hog all the popcorn, jeeze!" Jubilee protested from her bean bag chair, snatching the bowl from Gambit. She stuck her tongue out at him and smiled, shoving a handful of popcorn in her mouth.
"Quiet sugah, the movie's startin'!" Rogue warned, cuddling closer to Remy on the big couch.
Tonight was going to be a nice relaxing evening to watch a movie and not have to worry about saving the world, or protecting the human race.
Logan adjusted himself on the love seat where he sat with his feet up on the coffee table, his arm wrapped around Jean. He finally could sit with her and not be under Scott Summers' watchful eye. What was that guy afraid he was going to do anyway? Either he was really jealous, or just looking out for a good friend. Right now Logan couldn't decide which it was. "So, eh...what're we watchin'?"
Jubilee grinned, turning around to look at Logan. "The Terminator. Then after this, we can watch the second one!"
"Won't dat be pas' yo' bedtime petite?" Remy questioned with a playful smirk.
Jubilee just rolled her eyes, looking back at the t.v., and Jean laughed.
Rogue nudged Remy's arm. "Leave the girl alone Remy."
"What I say?" He looked at her innocently when Rogue glared at him. "Okay, okay, fo'get I say anyt'ing."
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Scott walked down the sidewalk, Ororo's arm wrapped in his. It was somewhat awkward to be acting this way with a person you've been 'just friends' with for so long, but he was getting used to the idea, and really enjoying himself.
Ororo leaned against Scott's shoulder, smiling and looking up at him. "What shall we do now Mr. Summers?" she smirked.
Scott tilted his head to the side, watching her through his ruby quartz glasses. "I dunno. What would you like to do Ororo?"
"Hmm..." she smiled softly. "What about a carriage ride?" Her eyes looked longingly over at a beautiful white horse leading a little buggy with a happy looking couple inside.
"Those things are for tourists."
Ororo lightly hit Scott's arm. "Oh c'mon, it'll be romantic."
He smiled. "Alright, let's go."
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Half-way through Terminator 2, Hank wandered into the rec room to find Jubilee asleep on the bean bag chair, Rogue laying against Remy's shoulder, falling asleep, and Jean laying on the couch with her head resting on Logan's leg. He smiled to himself with a bit of a laugh and knelt next to Jubilee, carefully picking her up and cradling her in his big blue arms.
"Hey Hank, too bad you miss de movies, eh mon ami?" Remy drawled softly, tilting his head to look at Rogue.
Hank flashed the Cajun a toothy smile. "That's alright Remy, I had plently of experiments in the lab to keep me busy." He watched Jubilee's sleeping form in his arms as she started to stir and murmur something in her sleep. "I better get her to bed. Good night."
Remy half smiled and watched as Hank gracefully bounded toward the stairs with his burden. He glanced over at Logan, who was the only other one awake. "Gambit better take dis southern belle up to her room no?" Remy carefully moved Rogue away from his shoulder as he stood, then leaned down and picked her up.
Logan nodded toward him, running a hand through Jean's soft hair. "G'night Gumbo."
Remy made a waving motion with Rogue in his arms and carried her out of the room.
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Jean started to wake, feeling almost as if she was floating, but it wasn't that...someone was carrying her. She opened her eyes slowly to find Logan staring back at her with a light smile. She wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her face in his chest. "You're carrying me?" she asked with a small grin.
"Yep." Logan smirked. He figured all the other girls were being carried to their rooms, why shouldn't Jean be carried too?
She noticed him grimace slightly as he adjusted her in his arms. Jean frowned, looking up at him with a worried expression. "Are you okay? I don't want to be hurting you Logan."
He just flashed her his most convincing smile and lightly kissed her forehead. "Don't worry Jeannie, I ain't gonna drop ya. I'm fine." His side was bothering him a bit, but Logan wasn't about to let her know that. He wanted her to be worry free, for a while atleast. What he didn't want her to know was that he would be leaving soon. His past was catching up with him again, he could feel it, and he didn't want anything to happen to her or the others at the mansion on his behalf.
Jean just smiled at him as he strode into her room, flicking on the lightswitch with his elbow.
Logan carried her over to the bed, pulling the blankets down with one hand. He gently laid her down, and she curled on her side sleepily. He started to walk away, but Jean called him back.
"Stay. Stay with me." she smiled dreamily and looked at Logan as he turned to face her.
He started to take off his boots, and slowly laid down beside her on the bed over the blankets.
Jean laughed. "Logan, I've seen you in your boxers before you know." she smiled playfully, watching him and tugging at his shirt.
He reluctantly pulled his shirt off, not wanting Jean to see his bandages. He let out a soft grunt, taking off his jeans so that he was only in his boxers, then he laid back down. "Happy now?" he asked Jean with a little smirk.
She curled in close to him, laying her arm across his chest and resting her head on his shoulder. "I am now."
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X-Men: Black and White
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"Hey, hey, don't hog all the popcorn, jeeze!" Jubilee protested from her bean bag chair, snatching the bowl from Gambit. She stuck her tongue out at him and smiled, shoving a handful of popcorn in her mouth.
"Quiet sugah, the movie's startin'!" Rogue warned, cuddling closer to Remy on the big couch.
Tonight was going to be a nice relaxing evening to watch a movie and not have to worry about saving the world, or protecting the human race.
Logan adjusted himself on the love seat where he sat with his feet up on the coffee table, his arm wrapped around Jean. He finally could sit with her and not be under Scott Summers' watchful eye. What was that guy afraid he was going to do anyway? Either he was really jealous, or just looking out for a good friend. Right now Logan couldn't decide which it was. "So, eh...what're we watchin'?"
Jubilee grinned, turning around to look at Logan. "The Terminator. Then after this, we can watch the second one!"
"Won't dat be pas' yo' bedtime petite?" Remy questioned with a playful smirk.
Jubilee just rolled her eyes, looking back at the t.v., and Jean laughed.
Rogue nudged Remy's arm. "Leave the girl alone Remy."
"What I say?" He looked at her innocently when Rogue glared at him. "Okay, okay, fo'get I say anyt'ing."
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Scott walked down the sidewalk, Ororo's arm wrapped in his. It was somewhat awkward to be acting this way with a person you've been 'just friends' with for so long, but he was getting used to the idea, and really enjoying himself.
Ororo leaned against Scott's shoulder, smiling and looking up at him. "What shall we do now Mr. Summers?" she smirked.
Scott tilted his head to the side, watching her through his ruby quartz glasses. "I dunno. What would you like to do Ororo?"
"Hmm..." she smiled softly. "What about a carriage ride?" Her eyes looked longingly over at a beautiful white horse leading a little buggy with a happy looking couple inside.
"Those things are for tourists."
Ororo lightly hit Scott's arm. "Oh c'mon, it'll be romantic."
He smiled. "Alright, let's go."
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Half-way through Terminator 2, Hank wandered into the rec room to find Jubilee asleep on the bean bag chair, Rogue laying against Remy's shoulder, falling asleep, and Jean laying on the couch with her head resting on Logan's leg. He smiled to himself with a bit of a laugh and knelt next to Jubilee, carefully picking her up and cradling her in his big blue arms.
"Hey Hank, too bad you miss de movies, eh mon ami?" Remy drawled softly, tilting his head to look at Rogue.
Hank flashed the Cajun a toothy smile. "That's alright Remy, I had plently of experiments in the lab to keep me busy." He watched Jubilee's sleeping form in his arms as she started to stir and murmur something in her sleep. "I better get her to bed. Good night."
Remy half smiled and watched as Hank gracefully bounded toward the stairs with his burden. He glanced over at Logan, who was the only other one awake. "Gambit better take dis southern belle up to her room no?" Remy carefully moved Rogue away from his shoulder as he stood, then leaned down and picked her up.
Logan nodded toward him, running a hand through Jean's soft hair. "G'night Gumbo."
Remy made a waving motion with Rogue in his arms and carried her out of the room.
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Jean started to wake, feeling almost as if she was floating, but it wasn't that...someone was carrying her. She opened her eyes slowly to find Logan staring back at her with a light smile. She wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her face in his chest. "You're carrying me?" she asked with a small grin.
"Yep." Logan smirked. He figured all the other girls were being carried to their rooms, why shouldn't Jean be carried too?
She noticed him grimace slightly as he adjusted her in his arms. Jean frowned, looking up at him with a worried expression. "Are you okay? I don't want to be hurting you Logan."
He just flashed her his most convincing smile and lightly kissed her forehead. "Don't worry Jeannie, I ain't gonna drop ya. I'm fine." His side was bothering him a bit, but Logan wasn't about to let her know that. He wanted her to be worry free, for a while atleast. What he didn't want her to know was that he would be leaving soon. His past was catching up with him again, he could feel it, and he didn't want anything to happen to her or the others at the mansion on his behalf.
Jean just smiled at him as he strode into her room, flicking on the lightswitch with his elbow.
Logan carried her over to the bed, pulling the blankets down with one hand. He gently laid her down, and she curled on her side sleepily. He started to walk away, but Jean called him back.
"Stay. Stay with me." she smiled dreamily and looked at Logan as he turned to face her.
He started to take off his boots, and slowly laid down beside her on the bed over the blankets.
Jean laughed. "Logan, I've seen you in your boxers before you know." she smiled playfully, watching him and tugging at his shirt.
He reluctantly pulled his shirt off, not wanting Jean to see his bandages. He let out a soft grunt, taking off his jeans so that he was only in his boxers, then he laid back down. "Happy now?" he asked Jean with a little smirk.
She curled in close to him, laying her arm across his chest and resting her head on his shoulder. "I am now."
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