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Rogue blushed and quickly pulled on the helmet. She took the spider, and debated trying to hold on to it to give to Kitty, or to set it free. Grinning, she slipped it into one of Remy's numerous pockets.

Remy felt her hand go in his back pocket, "fiesty."

Rogue didn't hear what Remy had said, and put her arms around his waist as he revved up the motor.

He sped onto the streets, and started to get followed by a police officer again, "crap."

Rogue again grinned.

Remy pulled over. It was the same officer, "oops?"

"Oops my arse. No warning this time bud." The officer began to write the ticket.

Remy hit his head on the handlebar. "Do I hafta git a ticket?"

"Yes." The officer ripped off the small sheet of paper and gave it to the Cajun.

"Wat de hell!? $120?"

"Yes, I already gave you the warning. Pay it by that date." The officer turned his back and hopped back on his motorbike. Rogue, noting the size and shape of the paper, whispered something in Remy's ear.

"Huh?" He didn't hear her. Rogue groaned and tapped him. Remy shuddered. She took the ticket, and began to charge it. "I coul' go t' jail if I don' pay an' 'ave de ticket!"

"Fine then." She released the ticket, and passed it back to Remy.

"'m conufsed, why ya take de ticket?"

Rogue sighed. She understood how Mystique felt most of the time now, having to deal with the B-Hood. "Let's just go pull that prank on Kurt, hey?"

"Ok," he started the bike again.

(cut to the Institute)

"Ah'm gonna find Jubilee, and keep Kitty outta the kitchen. You get that cake started, and make sure Kurt knows about it." Rogue hopped off the bike, ignoring her helmet hair. She had sneaked the spider out of Remy's back pocket, and had it hidden in her hand.

Remy pulled out some stuff to make the cake.

Rogue approached Kitty and Jubilee, who were talking. Kitty saw Rogue and became slightly nervous.

"Um, like, hi Rogue, you still aren't mad about earlier are you?" Rogue shook her head.

"Naw, Ah even have something for you right here." She passed the spider to Kitty, who screeched and ran off. Rogue turned to Jubilee. "Ah need t'ask ya a favor..." Jubilee nodded, not wanting the spider. Jubilee nodded and agreed.

Rogue walked into the kitchen, holding a small round ball that Jubilee had guaranteed wouldn't blow until the proper time. She found Remy amidst a large pile of ingredients.

"Shoul' I put cherries on top, or strawberries?"Rogue stared, as Remy continued his deliberations.

"Ah think Kurt likes cherries better..."

Remy jumped, "oh, erm, okay." He started to wash some cherries.

"Ya want some help there?" Rogue asked, scanning the kitchen.

"Yeah, mix de yeast wit de dough, and 'll melt de chocolate..." Rogue looked at the dough, and looked at what Remy had pointed at. She shrugged and dumped it in, and began mixing the stuff. Remy reached for the chocolate bars and started to melt them in a pot. Kurt bamfed in, landing his tail right in the dough.

"Kurt! Ya really are an anoyin' little brother! Get outta here!"

"Oops! Sorry, vhat are you two making?" He looked around, and licked the dough off his tail.

Remy smiled at Rogue, "cake..."

"Vhat kind? Chocolate?" He bamfed so he was hanging from a light, and had an excellent view of the proceedings. "Yum! Vill I be able to have some vhen you're done?" He licked his fuzzy lips.

Remy nodded, "oui, de cake is fo' ya anyway."

"Really? Woohoo!" Kurt bamfed away, as Remy pulled the small glowing ball from his pocket. Rogue stirred furiously, happy that this prank was for Kurt anyway.

"Now chere, mix dis chocolate wit de dough, den we pour half in, den put de ball, den de rest o' de dough got it??" It was Rogue's turn to nod dumbly, whether from the complexity of the instructions, or that they were coming from the Swamp-rat, she wasn't sure. They put the cake in the oven, "take an hour t' bake."

"What do we do 'till then?"

"Hmm, I don' know, wat ya wanna do?"

"Ah asked ya first." Rogue began to pout.

"I asked ya second..."

Rogue took a step back. She still had Gambit's abilities. She stole the deck of cards from his pocket, and held one up in a warning.

Remy took a step back, "woa, wat goin' on?"

"Ah say we play another round o' cards." Rogue slipped into Remy's accent, because she was using his abilities.

"Wat game?"

Rogue was about to say strip poker, but remembering who it was she was going to be playing with, she answered "Poker."

"Strip."

Rogue would have paled, but she felt Remy's confidence well up inside of her.

"We can't play in de-Ah mean the rec room, better go up to mah room."

"Ok,"he headed up to her room. Once there he sat on her bed, ready to play.

Rogue delt out the cards, careful not to 'accidentally' charge them. She picked up her hand, and put on Remy's very best poker face.

Remy put down his hand, royal flush.

"Damn! Rogue removed her green overshirt.

(skip ahead) Remy sat there in his boxers, and Rogue in her bra and undies. Remy put his hand down, another royal flush.

"You bastard!" She glanced at the clock. There was approximately half a minute before the cake was ready. She pointed, and Remy stared past her shoulder. Remy pouted and put his clothes back on. Rogue turned, and Kitty was half phased through the door. Remy looked at her and laugh uneasily. Kitty stared, and then ran out of the door. Rogue crossed her arms grumpily.

"Dat not good."

Rogue glared at the Cajun. "See? This is all yore fault!"

"Me!? Wat I do?!"

"Yore the one who suggested strip!"

Remy put on a cocky smile, "ya de one who agreed."

Before Rogue could reply, Kurt bamfed in.

"Hey! The cake is burn-" He took a moment to stare. "Werden Sie weg von meiner Schwester!"

(that supposedly means 'get away from my sister', but I think it literally means 'become away from my sister')

Remy cocked his head to one side, "in English mon ami?" In response, Kurt leaped toward Remy, baring his teeth and growling. Remy back up, "bad Kitty!"

"Kurt! Get outta here!" Rogue would have grabbed her brother's tail, except she couldn't find her gloves.

Remy was backed up against the wall, "calm down fuzzy ami!"

"Kurt! Ah'm warnin' ya! Get outta here! Now!" Rogue abandoned the search for her gloves, and reached for the tail.

Kurt fell when she touched his tail. "Dat guy, he waaaaaaaaay too ova protective!"

"C'mon, we have the cake to deal with. He'll be out for a few more minutes, tops." Rogue looked down at her unconscious brother. Remy pulled on his pants and his shirt and walked out of the door. Rogue followed shortly after, having more stuff to put on. Kurt was beginning to stir. Remy slid down the banister, and went into the kitchen, pulling out the half burned cake. Rogue ported into the kitchen.

"Kurt's beginnin' ta wake up. Ya want me ta distract him while you finish this up?"

"Non, it done." Remy cut the un-burnt half off, with the ball in it, and gave it to Rogue, "take it t' 'im."

"As a peace offerin'. Ya gonna watch?"

"Oui," they walked up to Rogue's room, where Kurt was. Kurt was sitting on Rogue's bed, muttering things in German. They didn't sound very nice either.

"Hey Kurt, look, we were playing strip poker." Kurt looked up and saw Rogue, Remy, and the cake.

Remy smiled at him, "she caint touch anyway."

"Don't do that again!" Kurt growled, trying to sound like Logan.

"We saved some of the cake for ya." Rogue held out the slice, knowing the little bomb was going to blow real soon. Kurt took it and before he could take his first bite, it blew up in his face. Remy broke out laughing. Rogue began to snicker, at the sight of her brother's face covered in the gooey chocolate cake.

"Zat vas uncool." Kurt teleported into the bathroom. Remy stopped laughing and looked at Rogue.

"You think we should play some more?" Rogue asked Remy.

"hmmm, ok." Remy sat on her bed again, and waited for her to deal, cuz she had the cards.

"First," Rogue walked over, closed and locked the door. "Won't keep Kitty or Kurt out, but no one else will come bargin' in."

Remy smiled as she dealt. he looked at his cards, but kept his poker face up. "three aces."

"Hah! Ah win this round! Full house, Kings over Queens!" Rogue displayed her hand triumphantly.

Remy stuck his tongue out and took off his shirt.

(continue the game, Remy's having bad luck and is down to his boxers, while Rogue is only missing her gloves.)

"Whatcha ya got?" She asked, displaying the four of a kind.

Remy smiled and put down a straight flush.

Rogue removed her green overshirt again, as Kitty phased in through the wall. Remy smiled as Kitty walked over, "like, strip poker?"

Rogue grinned evilly. "Ya, ya wanna play?"

"Like, NO!" She grabbed her cd player and walked out.

"Her loss. D'ya wanna try to find some more players?" Rogue looked at Remy, sitting in his boxers. "Might save ya from havin' ta reveal some things."

"Erm, who else woul' be willin' t' play chere?"

Rogue shrugged. "Ah don't know, but some of the new recruits might."

"Ya c'n go get dem, I aint goin' 'round de mansion like dis."

"Nah, too much effort."

"Den I guess we keep playin'..."

"Ah guess..."

Remy put down some cards, "three o' a kind..."

(three of a kind can be beaten by everything but a pair, and nothing. just so you know, it's not a very good hand)

"A pair." Rogue threw down the two fours.

Remy smiled, as she took off her... her minskirt. She dealt another hand.

(so she has her tank top on and, erm, what?) Remy put his down, "full house."

(leggings, and underwear, while Remy's down to next to nuttin :D)

"Flush." She said, throwing her hand down in disgust. She stood up again, and took off her... (leggings!) Remy smiled and watched.

"Ah think yore enjoyin this too much." She glared at him.

"Sorry," he looked at his hand, he had NOTHING. He put his cards down.

"In a bit of trouble?" Rogue grinned again.

"Wat do ya 'ave?"

"More'n you!" She placed her hand down, and spread the cards apart. Remy looked at them and stood and took off his boxers.

"Ya better put those back on 'fore Kurt comes back in!"

But no, Kitty came in, "like, Rogue, Ah!" She phased back out.

"If Logan hears about this, we're dead..."

Remy looked around, "where're my boxers?" He looked at the door, they were halfway phased through it. Kitty had dragged them with her, "shit!"

Rogue laughed at Remy, and realized that she'd be in just as much trouble. "I'll find Kitty." She said as she hurriedly pulled on her clothes.

"I need my boxers!" Remy said pulling on his boxers that were in the door.

"An' Kitty's the only one who's gonna be able to get 'em outta the door! 'Less you want Logan to slash the door to bits!"

"I need t' hide!" He jumped on her bed, and covered his crotch.

"Yore washin' the sheets!" She rushed out, closing the door with the boxers hanging out after her.

Remy blushed slightly, and waited, that was all he could do.

Rogue rushed around the Institute. She ran into Kurt, Ray, five separate Jamies, and Amara, none of whom knew where Kitty was.

"Who ya lookin' for Stripes?" Rogue whirled around, and came face to face with Logan.

"Kitty, have ya seen her?"

"She's outside, why?"

"Uhhh...I need to talk to her." Rogue rushed out, and saw Kitty leaning against the same tree the Remy had been. Rogue rushed over and grabbed hold of Kitty, without her glove. Kitty's powers and her mind, Rogue took the quickest path back to the room, through everything and everyone. Remy kept waiting with sheet on his crotch. Rogue arrived, breathless, and pulled the boxers out of the door.

"Get those on, like, before Logan finds Kitty!" She threw the boxers into Remy's face.

He put them on hurridly. He then looked at her, "did ya go 'round like dat?"  Rogue looked down, she had Remy's pants on!

"We're in trouble. Just need to wait for it to click in Logan's mind."

"Does look goo' on ya."

Rogue took off his pants and passed them over. "Oh man, we're gonna die..."He put on his pants, and gave her her mini skirt. "Logan'll be here in 3.." Remy looked around for his shirt. "...2..." Rogue continued her countdown. Remy handed her the rest of her clothes. Rogue took them, and just as she said one, Logan came barreling through the door. Remy was sitting on her bed without a shirt, because he couldn't find it. Rogue was just pulling up her miniskirt, and needless to say, Logan was not pleased.

Remy smiled, "bonjour monsier Wolvie." Logan replied by popping out his claws.

"Ya just pissin' everyone off today aren't ya?" Rogue looked at Remy.

Remy kept smiling, "I guess so."

Rogue thought about leaving Remy to Logan, but that would make a very large mess, and Kitty would be mad at her and so on and so on. "C'mon Logan, it was a game of strip poker, an' he was losin'. Badly."

"Oui, badly." Remy looked at the floor.

"You beat Gumbo here in strip poker?" Logan began to wave his claws around.

"Yeah, Ah'd say so..." Rogue grinned slyly at Remy.

"Yeah, everyt'in' wa' gone, now I caint find my shirt."

Logan looked slightly disgusted, and left, while Kitty reentered.

Kitty looked at Rogue and asked her in her ear, "did ya like, score with him?"

Rogue looked back at Kitty, her mind sending her straight back to the restaurant. 'It's so easy for the others to forget...' She thought sadly.

"Oh, oops, like, sorry Rogue." Kitty said.

"S'okay..." Rogue said quietly, almost a whisper. She walked out to the balcony and leaned over. Remy walked out there too. He sat on the rail. Kitty walked out of the room.

'Everything always comes down to one thing. I can't touch anyone! Damnit! I wonder how long it would take to die if I fell off here...' Rogue let her thoughts just trail off and continued staring at the ground below.

Remy looked at her, "don' jump chere."

"Why not?" 'The only thing he can do is hug me, and only if he never touches my skin!' Rogue didn't move. 'The Professor promised to help me, but he's done nothing!'

"Cuz many people love ya, dey woul' miss ya, includidn' meh." Rogue's head popped up, she knew 'chere' meant darling, but, this was unexpected. "Don' jump, s'il vous plait," He put his hand on her gloved one. Rogue looked down at Remy's hand on top of her gloved one. She turned her head away, and a tear fell down her face. He saw this, "don' cry chere, don' cry..." Rogue heard Remy, and didn't shed any more tears, mostly because she didn't have any left. Two tears was her maximum.

"Thanks." She pulled herself closer.

"Fo' wat chere?"

Rogue shrugged. "For just talkin' Ah guess..."

Remy smiled, and hugged her. Her clothes covering her. He kissed her on the top of the head. "Ya welcome chere."

Kitty poked her head in. She pulled Kurt and Rahne in with her. And pointed to the pair on the balcony. "See? I told you! They totally dig each other!"

Remy didn't notice them and buried his head in her hair, "t' tell ya de trut', chere, I love ya..."

"I think we have, like a ton of blackmail here!" Kitty grinned at her companions.

"Nein! Ve don't blackmail you about Lance!"

"Ya, ve don' blackmail ye 'bout Lance!" Rahne protested. Rogue heard the argument and turned to see three young mutants half in the door.

What's gonna happen, what's gonna happen? Will you ever find out? I love cliffhangers. ^_^