AN: Wooo! The lost data has been retrieved! No thanks to either of our memories, but rather, with the help of another computer! Danke computer friend! Anyway, I'm done rejoicing for the moment, so yes indeed.
psychobunny410- Floppy disks that don't work…they get to meet…MR. SLEDGHAMMER!
Yumiko- Apologies about the bold letters, they had a purpose, but didn't show up in the first few chapters, and were then promptly abandoned.
ishandahalf- Remy has many, many hardships, very many…
CatInHat- HERE HERE HERE!!
He smiled and kissed her neck lightly, "I guess" Rogue grabbed Remy's hand, and dragged him into the room that was filled with girls.
"Ya can practice here!" Rogue said, pulling him in and locking the door behind her.
"'Ello ladies," Remy said uneasily. The girls scattered, not realizing that Rogue had meant practice convincing Logan, and thought she wasn't satisfied with his...'performance'...
Remy smiled again. "C'n I go t' my room?" Rogue was standing in front of the door. She didn't move, and pointed to the girls scattered around the room.
"Wat?"
"Ya wanna survive Logan?" The girls got a disturbing mental picture in their mind.
"Oui."
"Then start practicing!" Again Rogue pointed to the now very nervous girls.
Remy was just as nervous, "c'n I jus' avoid 'im all t'get'er?"
Rogue smiled an evil smile, and pointed again. "Yore gonna have ta face Logan sooner or later, so start!"
"I t'ink 'll jus' face 'im, look, 'ere he comes!" Rogue turned, only to see a Wolverine claw sticking in the door. "Yore on yore own for this one Cajun!" She went over and sat on her bed, ready to watch. Remy ran over and hid under her bed.
"Come back and face me like a man Gumbo!" Logan growled, and it wasn't a happy growl.
"Don'tcha wish you'd practiced a bit now?" Rogue leaned over a bit, speaking to Remy.
"I didn' do anyt'ing t' 'er, I sware!!!!" Rogue didn't help the situation, as she was sitting on her bed, grinning like the cat that swallowed the canary.
"Get out there afore I drag ya out!" Wolverine took a step towards the bed. Remy jumped out from under the bed, and ran to the door. "Where ya think your goin', bub?" Logan stuck his claws in the doorframe, barring Remy's passage.
"I jus' wanna go back t' my room!"
"I'll take ya back there! And make sure ya don't get any visitors either! And I'll be back fer you, Stripes, later..." Logan retracted his claws, and grabbed Remy's shirt, as a collective 'Oooohhh!' rose from the scattered girls. Remy struggled. Rogue continued smiling.
'Remy? Rogue? I'd like to see you both in my study, now.' Rogue's face fell. Why did Prof X always have to ruin all the fun? Remy was released and he ran to the Prof.'s study. Rogue led the way to the study, not having had to make Logan release her.
"Wat do ya t'ink he wan's chere?"
"Well, if he's anything like Logan or Kurt, it'll be yore head!" Rogue grinned again.
Remy grinned too, "it wa' jus' a joke cher."
"Hey! Ah'm not bothered by it, it's everyone else here that is."
"But dey aint bothered by Scooter an' Jean now are dey?"
"It may be that Scott and Jean are expected to do that kind o' stuff. I dunno, Ah'm not a telepath at the moment." Remy looked at her strangely, and opened the door of the study. The Prof was sitting there, (what else would he be doing? Cartwheels?) with his hands steepled, and a serious look on his face. More serious than usual.
Remy smiled at him, "bonjour?" It was more of a question then a comment.
"Mr. McCoy has just made me aware of some...interesting news...and it concerns the two of you." The Prof's face became even more serious.
"IT WA' A JOKE!" The Professor looked to Rogue for an explanation.
"Logan and Kurt are both after his head." Which was the truth, but didn't help Remy any more.
"But, truly, we didn' do anyt'ing!" The Professor looked from Remy to Rogue. Rogue shrugged, mostly to annoy Remy further. Remy smiled.
The Professor cleared his throat. "Rogue, would you care to disclose when and how you gained control over your abilities?" Remy had to suppress a laugh at the Prof.
Rogue shrugged. "Ah didn't realize Ah had control over 'em."
"Yeah, she don' 'ave control ova dem."
The Prof eyed them both. "Hank seemed very convinced that that is not the case."
"Look," Remy touched her lightly.
Rogue grimaced, and glared at the Cajun.
"Y' coulda warned me y' w's 'bout ta do dat!" She groaned, hearing Remy's accent coming out of her mouth.
"Sorry chere," he kissed her neck through her hair.
"Look homme," Rogue winced as more of Remy's dialect emerged. "Ah don't have control any more now den Ah did last week!"
"Yeah, she don' 'ave control, an' ya aint helpin' 'er git any more control!" The Professor's expression turned from serious to surprised.
"Ya promised y awoul' 'elp 'er wit 'er powers!" (I think the Prof needs to be saved here, he's a nice guy, most of the time...)
"I think the question is, what are you doing with my daughter..."
"Wat de hell are ya talkin' 'bout!?" Rogue turned, to see Mystique standing in the doorway.
"Looks like ya've picked up another headhunter." Rogue grinned evilly.
Remy took a defensive stance, "'ll protect ya Roguey!"
"Ah don't think Ah'm the one she wants ta hurt." Rogue grinned, happy to hear her accent was back to normal.
Remy eased up and smiled at Mystique, "hi?" Rogue once again leaned back, and debated stepping in to help Remy, or just let Mystique have some fun first. Remy looked at Rogue desperately.
Rogue turned to the Professor. "Might want ta tell Kurt his mother's here."
"I'm your mother too," she boasted.
"Foster." Rogue said the one word, as Kurt ported into the study. Seeing Remy, he growled again. Remy glared at Kurt.
"Well, isn't this a great big happy family?" Rogue lifted her arms and stared at the ceiling.
"Since when am I realated t' ya chere?"
"Ah was referrin' ta the two blues and me."
"Ya sure I caint be ya boyfriend?" Mystique and Kurt both launched themselves while Remy's back was turned. Remy and the two blues landed with a 'thud'. "Ok, dat hurt..."
Kurt began shouting in German, while Mystique settled for shouting in English.
Remy just looked at them, horrified, "ok, 'm sorry!"
"Y'know, Ah really should help him." Rogue mused to the Prof, they were both off to the side, watching Kurt and Mystique beat up on Remy.
They had Remy back up against a wall, "sorry, desole! I don' know sorry in any ot'er languages!" Rogue watched, laughing at Remy's attempts to remove her family members from his back. "C'n ya please 'elp chere?"
Rogue thought about it for a minute, and then faced Kurt. "We talked about this already Kurt, ya know everythin'."
"Now tell dat t' ya mom!"
"She never actually listens ta anything anyone says, and Kurt's not backin' down either." Rogue pointed out.
"Actually, I'm just taking this opportunity to beat up on him!" Kurt grinned at Rogue and the Professor. Remy got them off him, and ran to the door, fast. Mystique followed Remy, leaving Kurt and Rogue alone.
"Think ve should stop her?"
"Be the most humane thing ta do." Rogue looked back at Kurt. Remy ran in his room, and barricaded the door. Kurt and Rogue walked up to Remy's room, where Mystique was busily pounding on the door.
"Mother? Rogue still can't touch."
"Non, she caint, an' we didn' do it!" Remy yelled from the other side of the door. Mystique continued pounding.
"Ya can stop now ya know..." Rogue and Kurt just watched. Mystique paused.
"It's not the act, my children, it's the principle!" She continued pounding.
Remy had everything he could move against the door. "HA, try t' break dat down!"
"Who needs doors when your son can teleport?" Mystique, Kurt and Rogue were all standing behind Remy, Kurt having bamfed them into the room.
Remy froze, "I said sorry." Mystique started for Remy, but was held back by Rogue and Kurt.
"I agreed to port you in here, only if you listened to Rogue and him!" Kurt was grunting, straining to keep his grip.
Remy looked terrified, and he was. "I woul' neva do anyt'ing t' hurt ya daughter..."
"Funny, he jokes about you an' Logan, but when it comes down ta Mystique, he's scared stiff." Rogue looked at Kurt, while still pulling back on one of Mystique's arms.
Remy turned and looked at Mystique, he smiled. He held out some cards, "pick a card."
"Not a good idea Remy!" Rogue looked at the deck, remembering the last card he'd given her.
"I would, but my two darling children are holding my hands!" Mystique was beginning to sound threatening.
He picked one for her, and held it so she could she which one it was. Ace of Hearts. He shuffeled the cards and pulled out a card, it was the ace of hearts, "wa' dis ya card?"
"How did you do that?" Mystique stopped struggling and just watched Remy in amazement.
"Magic, like dis," he flicked his wrist and a bunny was there. Kurt and Rogue cautiously released Mystique. She took a step forward, and stared at the bunny. Rogue and Kurt gaped, here was an evil mastermind, their mother, amused by magic tricks!
Remy shuffeled his cards some more, and spread them out on the floor, "see, dey all face down..." He gathered them up again and shuffled. He spread them out, and all the aces were face up. He smiled at Mystique.
"Ah'd say simple mind simple pleasures, except Ah've been in her mind, an' it ain't simple!" Kurt nodded dumbly.
Remy pulled out a cat from behind Mystique's ear. "Magic..."
"Hey! How did you do that?" Kurt walked over, and examined the kitty. Now it was only Rogue staring. All they needed now was... Remy walked up to Rogue, and pulled a dog from behind her arm.
"Logan! That's who's missing here, Logan! Look, there are, or were, three after ya head, right? Here's two of 'em, and the third was Logan!" Everyone looked at Rogue strangely.
Remy pulled out a frog, and gave it to Rogue, "In my opinion chere, we really don' need 'im."
"Except ya never explained anythin' ta him."
"Oui, so?" Remy did another trick for Mystique.
"He's still gonna be after yer head."
"True, true, does he like magic?"
"There's only one way ta find out." Rogue grinned evilly.
"We don' need t' 'ave 'im wit us..." Rogue grabbed Remy, and unblocking the door, rushed off through the Institute, looking for one person. "Chere, wat goin' on!?" Rogue halted in front of a room, gasping for breath. She pointed at the single occupant. "Chere, do I hafta talk t' 'im?"
Rogue nodded. "That is, 'less you really want ta be disembowled next time Logan sees ya."
"Will ya be dere wit meh?"
"Fer the disembowling? Nah, to try and help you convince him? Only ta watch." Rogue's grin stretched even wider. Remy looked at the floor, and knocked...
"Why do ya have ta be so formal?" Rogue pushed him into the room, right into Beast!
(I'm having so much fun with curve balls =D)
Remy looked up at his furry friend, "haha Roguey..."
"Well, Beast is the least likely ta injure ya, or run away, or misunderstand ya, so practice." Rogue was enjoying herself hugely. Remy hit her lightly on the shoulder, and smiled smugly at her. Rogue's grin faded slightly, as she waited to hear what Remy was going to say.
"I got an idea, I avoid Wolvie fo' de rest o' my life!"
Rogue and Beast stared. "Ah don't think that's much of an option..." Beast nodded his head in agreement.
"Well I 'ope he likes magic..."
Beast perked up at the word magic. "You can do magic tricks?" He looked right at Remy with the kind of 'Show Me! Show Me!' look on his face.
Remy spread out cards, "pick a card..."
"Ooooh! Magic? Can I watch?" Rogue watched in shock as Storm waltzed in to stand beside Beast.
'Is every single person in this place obsessed with magic?' She wondered, staring at her two teachers, absolutely transfixed by the simple phrase 'pick a card'.
"Is dis ya card?" Beast and Ororo both nodded.
"Do it again! Do it again!" They shouted in unison. Rogue grinned, and wandered away, to find Logan, and the big test, was he as interested in Magic as every other flippin' person in the mansion!
Remy re-did the trick, three times. Then he did the famous ace-up trick. "MAGIC OOMPH!)
(Magic Oomph?)
Rogue returned, dragging Logan behind her, along with a trail of students wanting to see the 'magic'.
(it's from a cartoon.) Remy held out a kitten. He waved his hand over it, and it changed into a puppy.
(Alright...)
Wolverine leaped forward. The puppy hurriedly ran away, "now dat wa'n' nice.." Wolverine ignored Remy, and began to chase the puppy around the room. Rogue stared. Remy grabbed the puppy, "Leave Sparkels alone!" Rahne responded by morphing into wolfgirl, and grabbed the puppy, running off. Rogue debated going after her. "SPARKELS!!!" Remy chased after her.
Rogue sighed, and began to run. The remainder of the Institute followed her out, and before long, the game of chase, changed into a game of tag.
Remy tackled Rahne down, and grabbed his puppy, and ran. Rogue, seeing where this game was going, just ran after Remy, fully intending to get the hell outta the way before everyone began using their powers. Remy held his dog close, as it whimpered.Rogue flew by Remy, grabbing him as she went.
(not literally flying, but running quickly)
"Sparkels!"