While the Adults are away
By Todd Fan
Disclaimer: "You know...hostility is like a psychic boomerang".
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*Grins happily* You like this story, you really like it! I'm so happy, i could dance!!...but i won't, 'cause i'm tired...so there...neh.
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Chapter 4 - The doctor is in
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Roberto was bored. He had tried NOT to be bored, he really had. He'd watched TV, he'd moved a few boulders, planted some trees.....now he had nothing to do again. He heaved a deep sigh to allow the rest of the room to know just how bored he was. Unfortunately for him, the only people in the room, Kitty and Tabby, didn't seem to care. He began to drum his hands on the coffee table in a made-up beat, until Kitty gave him DAGGERS from where she was typing on her laptop, causing him to squeak and stop right away. Tabby glanced between the two, before shrugging and going back to painting her nails.
"Gambit, is a genius".
All three glanced up as Remy entered the room, grinning from ear to ear.
"Remy called up a Doctor to see Pyro", said Remy, a little upset no one had asked him WHY he was a genius.
"Why, is he sick?", asked Roberto, rolling a pen boredly between his hands.
"A head doctor, she seeing him right now", said Remy, pointing to his own forehead, before squinting at Roberto, "....is dat a tattoo?".
The. Room. Went. Silent.
"This is way more fun than nails", said Tabby, putting her nail polish down and leaning back to watch the show.
Roberto fidgeted uncomfortably.
"Err.....no".
"Oui, it is!! Under your shirt, Gambit can see it!", said Remy, leaning in for a closer look, before blinking, "...you love Elvis?".
Roberto made small squeaky noises.
"ONE word, DaCosta, just ONE", said Kitty darkly.
Remy blinked, glancing between the two.
"Uh oh, Remy smells a seeeecreeeeet".
"No, no you don't!", said Kitty hurredly, "you don't smell anything. DOES he Roberto?".
"Huh?", said Roberto, "i mean..no...no you don't...heh heh....i'm going to...go away now".
With that, Roberto leapt to his feet and RAN, leaving Remy grinning like a Cheshire cat.
"Remy guess de Xavier kids aren't as good as dey make out to be", he said.
"YOU can shut up too, LeBeau", snarled Kitty.
Remy chuckled.
"Oh non, Remy want to find out what happened", he said, looking at Tabby, "so?".
"I...i...", started Tabby, looking at Kitty, then back at Remy, "i can't...she'd hurt me".
"Fine!", said Remy, "Gambit find out all by himself".
"You do and you'll be sorry", said Kitty, "i will phase my hand into your chest and rip the heart right out of your body, are we clear?".
Remy paused to consider this. Could she DO that?.....she could be bluffing...but the others seemed to fear her...
"Okay...Gambit let it lie for now", he said, nochalantly sitting down, "so...how are t'ings?".
"Go away", said both girls in unison
"Ahhh, de belle's LOVE Gambit", said Remy with a nod.
"Go, leave, now", said Tabby.
"Yeah, you....Cajun Pietro!", said Kitty.
Gambit looked shocked. And he WAS shocked. Shocked and HURT!!.
"Remy is NOT'ING like dat spoiled brat", he said, standing up, "well, Remy won't grace you ladies wit' his company any longer. Good-bye!".
With that, he walked off, muttering under his breath, that HE wasn't a mirror-obessed, ego-driven daddys boy.
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"What do you see here, Mr Allerdyce?".
Pyro squinted at the ink-blot board in front of him. He and this Physyatrist, a woman by the name of Dr Charlie (found in Xavier's address book, which Remy had 'borrowed' from his locked desk), had been in the study for a while now. They had discussed a bit of his childhood, feelings and now...now she was making him look at pieces of paper with ink on them. He leaned in for a closer look.
"Fire", he stated with a nod.
"...Okay", said Dr Charlie, changing to another card, "what about this one".
"Fire".
"And this?".
"That's fire again, haven't you got ANY other cards than those with fire on them? Seeesh!".
"Mr Allerdyce, what you see on the cards is what you see in your mind", she said, "we don't 'put' pictures on them".
"Yeah, that's what the subliminal message people say too!", said Pyro, "but it's still there, just hidden. Subliminal message people will soon take over the world, enslaving us to do their bidding!!!".
Dr Charlie blinked a few times at Pyro.
"Well, Mr Allerdyce", she said, "i...i think we can call an end to this session for today".
"Awwww, but i'm really getting into this now", said Pyro, "i haven't been able to tell you about all the things that burn real good yet...".
"NO!", said Dr Charlie quickly, before clearing her throat, "errr...no, we don't want to overtax your feelings. These things take time....LOTS of time".
"Oh", said Pyro, then looked hopefull, "so, when's my next session?".
"Don't call me, i'll call you", said Dr Charlie, gathering her things as quickly as humanly possible and running for the door, "goodbye, Mr Allerdyce".
She closed the door quickly behind her.
"Freak", she muttered to herself, "freak, freak, freak".
She didn't stop muttering until she found Gambit.
"Well?", said Gambit hopefully, "is dere anyt'ing you can do for John?".
"No, no there is not", said Dr Charlie, "besides putting him in a very, very strong, mental institution that does not burn easily. Your friend has a VERY serious case of Pyromania".
Remy blinked a few times before making a 'phfft' sound and waving a hand in the air.
"Heck, Remy already KNOW that", he said, "are you going to see him again?".
"Even if i have to sell my soul to the devil himself, i am NEVER entering this house or going near that boy again", said Dr Charlie darkly, before storming out of the mansion, the sound of screeching tires coming from the driveway as she made her escape.
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"Live, THEY LIVE! Mwhoahahahahahahhahahahahaha!!!!".
Ray paused in the hallway as manical laughter came from Jamie's room. He KNEW he should turn back. He'd had enough fun for today. A magpie had stolen his favorite earring and had taken it up to it's nest in one of the trees of the institute. Ray had spent the last few hours zapping electricity at said tree, in an attempt to make the branch break...it didn't budge. He was on his way to find a big stick to try and poke the nest out....but his natural curiosity got the better of him, and he entered Jamie's room. Jamie was leaning by a small plastic container, giggling with a mixture of glee and insanity.
"Err...Jamie?", tried Ray, "are you....feeling okay?".
Jamie turned and grinned at Ray, beckoning him over.
"Look, look at their crazy hyjinxs!".
Ray sighed, walking across the room and leaning close to the tiny container of water.
"I don't see anything", he said, "nothing but a container full of water".
Jamie gave an exasperated sigh.
"Look through the microscope, idiot!".
Ray peered unto the small bump in the glass which served as a miscoscope. He was silent for a few minutes.
"Those little white squiggles?".
"They are NOT squiggles!", said Jamie, "they are sea monkeys, and they are gonna make me a millionaire!".
Ray paused, watching Jamie before blinking slowly.
"Err.....how?"
"Duh!", said Jamie, then put in hands through the air to show the greatness of his plan, "Mr Madrox's Monkey Marvels!".
Ray blinked once more...no, no try as he might, he couldn't make sense out of that.
"Come again".
"A sea monkey circus!", said Jamie, "people will come from miles around!. I'll have a sea monkey trapeeze, a sea monkey diving board, a sea monkey magic show, think of the cash!!!".
"Have you been talking to Pyro again?".
"He suggested a sea monkey hoop of fire", saud Jamie proudly.
"Oh, i am so shocked", said Ray, his voice completely flat, "in fact, i think i will DIE from shock!".
Jamie gave a 'harump'.
"Fine, go ahead!", he said, "puncture my dreams. I don't care! Don't come running to me when i'm rolling in the dough!".
"I won't hold my breath", said Ray as Jamie gathered his sea monkey-quarium and stormed off, "hey...Jamie, do you know your storming out of your own bedroom?".
Jamie paused, walking back in, putting his sea monkeys down and pointing at the door.
"Get. Out", he said to Ray in a deadly voice.
"Fine, geez", said Ray, walking out of Jamie's room, "somebody's hitting those first puberty mood swings".
He was answered by the door being slammed. Ray sighed, heading off to find that stick. Pyro arrived outside Jamie's door only minutes later, tapping on it cheerfully.
"Come on, little buddy", he said, "time for offical YAMS buisness!".
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Supder duper Todd Fan points if anyone can guess why the Phycatrists surname was 'Charlie'. Want a hint?. Think Stephen King. The part with Roberto's tattoo is from the first fic in this story arc 'Sugar and Spice'. It's an in-joke to those who have read it. If you haven't.....well, i'm not giving away what they were talking about, because i am feeling evil today.
By Todd Fan
Disclaimer: "You know...hostility is like a psychic boomerang".
****
*Grins happily* You like this story, you really like it! I'm so happy, i could dance!!...but i won't, 'cause i'm tired...so there...neh.
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Chapter 4 - The doctor is in
*****
Roberto was bored. He had tried NOT to be bored, he really had. He'd watched TV, he'd moved a few boulders, planted some trees.....now he had nothing to do again. He heaved a deep sigh to allow the rest of the room to know just how bored he was. Unfortunately for him, the only people in the room, Kitty and Tabby, didn't seem to care. He began to drum his hands on the coffee table in a made-up beat, until Kitty gave him DAGGERS from where she was typing on her laptop, causing him to squeak and stop right away. Tabby glanced between the two, before shrugging and going back to painting her nails.
"Gambit, is a genius".
All three glanced up as Remy entered the room, grinning from ear to ear.
"Remy called up a Doctor to see Pyro", said Remy, a little upset no one had asked him WHY he was a genius.
"Why, is he sick?", asked Roberto, rolling a pen boredly between his hands.
"A head doctor, she seeing him right now", said Remy, pointing to his own forehead, before squinting at Roberto, "....is dat a tattoo?".
The. Room. Went. Silent.
"This is way more fun than nails", said Tabby, putting her nail polish down and leaning back to watch the show.
Roberto fidgeted uncomfortably.
"Err.....no".
"Oui, it is!! Under your shirt, Gambit can see it!", said Remy, leaning in for a closer look, before blinking, "...you love Elvis?".
Roberto made small squeaky noises.
"ONE word, DaCosta, just ONE", said Kitty darkly.
Remy blinked, glancing between the two.
"Uh oh, Remy smells a seeeecreeeeet".
"No, no you don't!", said Kitty hurredly, "you don't smell anything. DOES he Roberto?".
"Huh?", said Roberto, "i mean..no...no you don't...heh heh....i'm going to...go away now".
With that, Roberto leapt to his feet and RAN, leaving Remy grinning like a Cheshire cat.
"Remy guess de Xavier kids aren't as good as dey make out to be", he said.
"YOU can shut up too, LeBeau", snarled Kitty.
Remy chuckled.
"Oh non, Remy want to find out what happened", he said, looking at Tabby, "so?".
"I...i...", started Tabby, looking at Kitty, then back at Remy, "i can't...she'd hurt me".
"Fine!", said Remy, "Gambit find out all by himself".
"You do and you'll be sorry", said Kitty, "i will phase my hand into your chest and rip the heart right out of your body, are we clear?".
Remy paused to consider this. Could she DO that?.....she could be bluffing...but the others seemed to fear her...
"Okay...Gambit let it lie for now", he said, nochalantly sitting down, "so...how are t'ings?".
"Go away", said both girls in unison
"Ahhh, de belle's LOVE Gambit", said Remy with a nod.
"Go, leave, now", said Tabby.
"Yeah, you....Cajun Pietro!", said Kitty.
Gambit looked shocked. And he WAS shocked. Shocked and HURT!!.
"Remy is NOT'ING like dat spoiled brat", he said, standing up, "well, Remy won't grace you ladies wit' his company any longer. Good-bye!".
With that, he walked off, muttering under his breath, that HE wasn't a mirror-obessed, ego-driven daddys boy.
*******
"What do you see here, Mr Allerdyce?".
Pyro squinted at the ink-blot board in front of him. He and this Physyatrist, a woman by the name of Dr Charlie (found in Xavier's address book, which Remy had 'borrowed' from his locked desk), had been in the study for a while now. They had discussed a bit of his childhood, feelings and now...now she was making him look at pieces of paper with ink on them. He leaned in for a closer look.
"Fire", he stated with a nod.
"...Okay", said Dr Charlie, changing to another card, "what about this one".
"Fire".
"And this?".
"That's fire again, haven't you got ANY other cards than those with fire on them? Seeesh!".
"Mr Allerdyce, what you see on the cards is what you see in your mind", she said, "we don't 'put' pictures on them".
"Yeah, that's what the subliminal message people say too!", said Pyro, "but it's still there, just hidden. Subliminal message people will soon take over the world, enslaving us to do their bidding!!!".
Dr Charlie blinked a few times at Pyro.
"Well, Mr Allerdyce", she said, "i...i think we can call an end to this session for today".
"Awwww, but i'm really getting into this now", said Pyro, "i haven't been able to tell you about all the things that burn real good yet...".
"NO!", said Dr Charlie quickly, before clearing her throat, "errr...no, we don't want to overtax your feelings. These things take time....LOTS of time".
"Oh", said Pyro, then looked hopefull, "so, when's my next session?".
"Don't call me, i'll call you", said Dr Charlie, gathering her things as quickly as humanly possible and running for the door, "goodbye, Mr Allerdyce".
She closed the door quickly behind her.
"Freak", she muttered to herself, "freak, freak, freak".
She didn't stop muttering until she found Gambit.
"Well?", said Gambit hopefully, "is dere anyt'ing you can do for John?".
"No, no there is not", said Dr Charlie, "besides putting him in a very, very strong, mental institution that does not burn easily. Your friend has a VERY serious case of Pyromania".
Remy blinked a few times before making a 'phfft' sound and waving a hand in the air.
"Heck, Remy already KNOW that", he said, "are you going to see him again?".
"Even if i have to sell my soul to the devil himself, i am NEVER entering this house or going near that boy again", said Dr Charlie darkly, before storming out of the mansion, the sound of screeching tires coming from the driveway as she made her escape.
***
"Live, THEY LIVE! Mwhoahahahahahahhahahahahaha!!!!".
Ray paused in the hallway as manical laughter came from Jamie's room. He KNEW he should turn back. He'd had enough fun for today. A magpie had stolen his favorite earring and had taken it up to it's nest in one of the trees of the institute. Ray had spent the last few hours zapping electricity at said tree, in an attempt to make the branch break...it didn't budge. He was on his way to find a big stick to try and poke the nest out....but his natural curiosity got the better of him, and he entered Jamie's room. Jamie was leaning by a small plastic container, giggling with a mixture of glee and insanity.
"Err...Jamie?", tried Ray, "are you....feeling okay?".
Jamie turned and grinned at Ray, beckoning him over.
"Look, look at their crazy hyjinxs!".
Ray sighed, walking across the room and leaning close to the tiny container of water.
"I don't see anything", he said, "nothing but a container full of water".
Jamie gave an exasperated sigh.
"Look through the microscope, idiot!".
Ray peered unto the small bump in the glass which served as a miscoscope. He was silent for a few minutes.
"Those little white squiggles?".
"They are NOT squiggles!", said Jamie, "they are sea monkeys, and they are gonna make me a millionaire!".
Ray paused, watching Jamie before blinking slowly.
"Err.....how?"
"Duh!", said Jamie, then put in hands through the air to show the greatness of his plan, "Mr Madrox's Monkey Marvels!".
Ray blinked once more...no, no try as he might, he couldn't make sense out of that.
"Come again".
"A sea monkey circus!", said Jamie, "people will come from miles around!. I'll have a sea monkey trapeeze, a sea monkey diving board, a sea monkey magic show, think of the cash!!!".
"Have you been talking to Pyro again?".
"He suggested a sea monkey hoop of fire", saud Jamie proudly.
"Oh, i am so shocked", said Ray, his voice completely flat, "in fact, i think i will DIE from shock!".
Jamie gave a 'harump'.
"Fine, go ahead!", he said, "puncture my dreams. I don't care! Don't come running to me when i'm rolling in the dough!".
"I won't hold my breath", said Ray as Jamie gathered his sea monkey-quarium and stormed off, "hey...Jamie, do you know your storming out of your own bedroom?".
Jamie paused, walking back in, putting his sea monkeys down and pointing at the door.
"Get. Out", he said to Ray in a deadly voice.
"Fine, geez", said Ray, walking out of Jamie's room, "somebody's hitting those first puberty mood swings".
He was answered by the door being slammed. Ray sighed, heading off to find that stick. Pyro arrived outside Jamie's door only minutes later, tapping on it cheerfully.
"Come on, little buddy", he said, "time for offical YAMS buisness!".
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Supder duper Todd Fan points if anyone can guess why the Phycatrists surname was 'Charlie'. Want a hint?. Think Stephen King. The part with Roberto's tattoo is from the first fic in this story arc 'Sugar and Spice'. It's an in-joke to those who have read it. If you haven't.....well, i'm not giving away what they were talking about, because i am feeling evil today.