Hey, I get to do the beginning thingy again… I feel special… The chapter would have been up yesterday, but I didn't type this yesterday.  And Boredom, I edited half of it for you…  Shout outs, again:

Psycho: yes, school sucks!

            Caliente: I'm not alone!!!!! I hate school, my homeroom teachers a bitch, and so is my math/science teacher!!!! And my gym teacher scares me!!!!!! She's like this super man-woman

              Ish: YES!!!! The hat! Oh yes the hat! I want his hat! I want the hat with Remy wearing it, carrying a puppy… Yes… But you can't have Remy right now because cool-chick-rae and I are hogging him!!!!! YAYYYYY!!!! : )

            Sandals: *Does the hail Sparkles dance* If you don't hail Sparkles, he will KILL YOUUUUUUU

Appin: What the hell? You have had too much caffine lol… Thanks for reviewing… : )

From Chaotic Boredom: I like being annoying, this was the chapter that was lost on the floppy, and just thought you'd like to know. ^_^

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Remy looked shocked, but kept his hands on it, "I-I-I can' uncharge it!"

"Then run 'fore the wrath of Sparkels gets ya!" Rogue shouted from behind the slide. Remy jumped off, and ran for his life. Rogue pulled her head down, just as the monkey bars exploded, she saw Remy fly past.

"I don' know why I couldn' un-charge it." He looked at her.

"Same reason Sparkels could lick my face without goin' into a coma?"

"I don' know, I jus' didn' like it. Wat if I blew someone up?"

"That would be a bad thing. Ya better not be losin' control! Trust me, not being able to touch anyone is not fun!"

He sighed, "I 'ope I aint losin' control."

"It would be really ironic, Ah mean, there's a possibility that Ah'm gainin' control, and now you might be losin' it!" Remy looked at her, then at his hands. "Ah think Sparkels really doesn't like us."

"Guess not," he got up with a sigh. Rogue leaned back against the slide.

 Remy looked at her, "I don' wanna lose control chere."

"Ah don't want ya ta lose control either...." Rogue glanced down at her gloved hands.

Remy picked up a fallen leaf. He charged it lightly, then tried to un-charge it. "I lost control..."

"Yore not chargin' everthing ya touch..."

"True, but when I do charge somethin', I can' un-charge it. An' I--" He accidently charged the slide he was leaning against. Rogue grabbed Remy and ran, again.

Remy shook his head, "no, no, no, dis caint be 'appenin'."

"Ah think we better get back to the Institute, mebbe it's cuz yore comin' down with a virus, or somethin' like that. And Ah think we better walk..."

Remy nodded and started to walk. They walked in silence.

Remy sighed, "'m losin' control, dis jus' caint be 'appenin'." Rogue said nothing. Remy turned and kissed Rogue softly on the lips quickly.

Rogue didn't feel Remy's mind in her head. 'Great! Ah'm gainin' control, and he's losin' it!'

Remy pulled back, and smiled slightly at her. Rogue smiled back, and continued to walk in silence.

"I don' know where dat came from, sorry chere."

"Don't be."

 He looked at her, and kissed her again, not pulling back.  Rogue didn't try to push Remy away either. Remy pulled back, and looked at her.

"Ya know, we really should get back to the Institute, maybe Mr. McCoy can figger out what's goin' on, less he's been turned into a giant green unicorn." Rogue grinned at the mental image.

Remy chuckled lightly, and kissed Rogue on the cheek. He started walking towards the Institute.

(flip to the Institute, we need some newbie goodness.)

There was a large gathering of wounded bodies in the lobby. Many were nursing frostbite, burns, static electricity, or minor hair loss.

"Look at vhat you did to mein fur!" Kurt was yelling at Amara.

"It was an accident! I didn't mean to, I swear!"

Rahne looked in the mirror, "ye chipped me tooth!"

Jubilee was looking at her hair. "I CAN NOT BELIVE THAT YOU FROZE MY HAIR!" Her hair was now short enough to spike it with gel.

Sam groaned. "Ah think Ah need ta get myself a helmet..."

"SCOTT! WHEN I GET YOU YOU'RE GONNA BE DEADER THAN DEAD! I SWEAR! YOU ARE GOING TO DIE SHADES!" Ray's voice rang out from somewhere deep inside the wall. Jubilee jumped on Bobby, and he froze her arm.

"What's Ray doin' in the wall man? And why's he mad at you Scott?" Evan stared at the aforementioned wall. Scott smiled.

"Let's just say you don't want to know Evan." Jean smiled too.

Remy and Rogue walked up their home. "'ome sweet 'ome."

A dog ran up to greet them. (Rahne, or Sparkels? Let's say they look similar. :D)

(Well I think that I said Sparkels was a black lab... and it's Sparkels) Remy bent down, but didn't touch him, afraid to charge him.

Rogue was looking around at the other mutants. The Institute had sustained little damage, this time. Last month there had been three holes in the wall, four destroyed rooms, and three minor fires. "Who won?" She asked. Jamie raised his hand. Remy smiled at the younger ones. A strangled groan could be heard from the kitchen. Rogue looked quizzically at Jean.

"Logan, Mystique, Ororo, the Professor, and Mr. McCoy."

"Drunk?"

"Yup."

Remy looked at Jean, "an' dey didn' invite meh!?"

Jean shrugged. "You were out at the time."

"And they weren't lettin' anyone else join them." Bobby said grumpily, with Jubilee hangin' off his back.

Remy fake pouted,  "I 'aven' been drunk in two weeks."

"Awwww, poor Remy!" Roberto teased.

"Oui, poor Remy." He nodded.

"Ya know, with all the adults smashed, we can do just 'bout anything!" Tabby rubbed her hands together, a maniacal grin spreading across her face.

Remy smiled and looked at Rogue, "c'n we..."

Kurt heard Remy, and ported in between the two. "She said just about! And I'm vatching you Cajun!" Kurt growled some more.

Remy rolled his eyes, "yeah, yeah."

"What can we all do? I dinnea what's left. We've taken the Danger Room offline already..."

Scott ran and screamed at Rahne's words, prompting Ray to shout, as he was STILL stuck in the wall.

Remy looked around, "we c'n all go t' Hell."

The majority of mutants looked at him, while Rogue hid a smile, trying hard not to laugh at the looks on their faces. Oh for a camera!

"We c'n all go t' hell..." he said slowly.

(btw, there really is a placed called hell. It's in the Caymen Islands. ;D)

"Now, that's not very nice o' ye."

"Yeah, we havn't, like, done anything to you!" There were murmers of agreement

around the room.

(really now...) Remy smiled, "but hell is fun!"

"It is." Rogue agreed, struggling to keep a straight face. "We can show you the way. Kurt's already halfway there in fact! He's reached the rank of demonic."

Remy smiled at Rogue, "yeah, an' it surprisin'ly cold in dere." (indicating the AC)

"But very, very loud. But they serve all sorts of cold beverages."

"Yeah, an' dere are a helluva lotta people dere."

"And the head honcho's got some great tunes."

(referring to the DJ)

"An' dey 'ave a lotta neon lights."

"And surprisingly little fire. It's sorta disappointing really."

Remy nodded, "goo' music dough!"

The various mutants were listening very intently. They were beginning to get excited about 'Hell'.

"How do we get there?" Jubilee asked, forgetting that Bobby had frozen her hair, and that she was still hanging onto him.

Remy smiled at Rogue, "ya go down de long, tedious steps..."

"Through a tunnel..."

"Down int' de deep, deep depths o' de world..."

"An' you'll find yourself in the wonderful place known as Hell!"

"Where everyone is 'appy!" He spread his arms.

"Can you take us there? Please?" Ray was begging, having somehow pulled himself outta the wall.

Remy looked at Rogue, "t'ink we shoul' take dem dere chere?"

"Hmmm...Ah dunno, they did manage to keep the mansion in one piece." The mutants all looked at Rogue with puppy dog eyes.

"Let take dem t' Hell!"

The mutants all cheered, as Remy and Rogue led the charge out of the mansion.

They found the warehouse, after a long walk, and felt the rumbling under their feet.

Bobby looked scared, while Jamie was the most excited. He kept bouncing off of people and things, so now there were 'bout fifty of him.

"Lose the clones Multiple!" Rogue hissed.

Remy led them to the door of the where house. Rogue held the door open, while the younger mutants were herded into the warehouse.

Remy closed the door, and it got charged, "damn..."

"Duck an' cover!" Rogue yelled, sprinting down the stairs. Remy ran too, and saw the mutants had found Hell. The explosion was barely heard over the music. Jamie's eyes were wide open. He turned to Jubilee, and asked her what several words meant. Jubilee looked at Jamie, and shrugged, this was definitely a 21 or over club. Remy pulled Rogue onto the dance floor, trying not to charge her.

Rahne grabbed Sam, while Bobby ducked away from Jubilee who was trying to get him out of his shell. Kurt held out his hand mockingly to Kitty, who accepted it with equal seriousness. The two began to dance wildly across the dance floor. Rogue turned back to Remy. "Ah don't think mah brother remembers why he was so mad at ya earlier."

He shook his head, "yep, 'm 'ome free!" He started to dance.

Rogue laughed, he was dancing in a similar pattern to Kurt and Kitty, who were acting absolutely outrageously.

"Dis kinda fun chere!"

Rogue smiled, and joined in, doing her very best. Remy kept dancing, and looked around the room.

Everyone was dancing with someone else, except Evan. Evan was being ignored by everyone.

(do you know why everyone hates Evan? I like him better than Scott.)

(he's ok, he annoys me kinda though) Remy stopped, "ya gonna dance wit 'im, aint ya?"

"No, but part one of my revenge on the eavesdroppers is starting now." Rogue grinned evilly, and 'accidently' bumped into Jean.

"Watch it Rogue!" was all she said, and then returned her full attentions back to Scott.

"Jean didn' eavesdrop."

"No, but Ah need her telepathy, to make them do my bidding."

"Wat ya gonna do?"

Rogue only smiled in response. Putting her hands to her head, she focused hard, on Kitty. Remy smiled at her.

At the end of the song, Kitty walked over to Evan. She pulled him up, and began to dance slowly to the fast paced beat. Poor Evan didn't know what was going on. Remy held back laughs.

Rogue didn't finish there though. She mouthed the words 'Let's go somewhere less crowded.' The words actually came out of Kitty's mouth, and Kitty promptly phased through the dance floor, taking Evan with her.

Remy laughed, even though it couldn't be heard over the music. Rogue thought about carrying out some revenge out on Kurt and Rahne in the nightclub, but decided not to. Kurt was her brother, and Rahne was Rahne. Plus Kitty had been the one to start everything. All the rumors, all the trouble.

Remy walked up to her, "wat dey doin' down dere?"

"Let's just say Evan's gettin' farther than he ever thought he would." Rogue grinned evilly.

Remy smiled at her, and kissed her neck through her hair. The other mutants were all too distracted to notice. Jean and Scott were putting on a much better show.

"Eww, dat gross," Remy said indicating Jean and Scott. Rogue nodded in agreement.

"I didn't even know it was possible to do that." Tabby was staring wide eyed, looking like Jamie usually did, except Jamie was out cold.

Remy looked away, "my virgin eyes..."

Rogue snorted. "Ah'm sure you've never done anything like that before." She rolled her eyes.

"I 'aven', well, I t'ink I 'aven'"

"Memory loss must...be...a...side...? That's disgusting!" Scott and Jean had shifted slightly.

"AHHH!" Remy covered his eyes.

Even those in the club who didn't know Scott and Jean were moving away, till they were the only two on the dance floor. Remy laughed.

The DJ went through six songs, before he realized nobody was dancing. He finally stopped the music. Scott and Jean just kept on going.

"Get a room!" Some random patron shouted out. Jean stopped, then dragged Scott off to the bathrooms.

A large round of applause followed them out, while Kitty phased up through the floor, dragging Evan up behind her.

Remy smiled at Kitty and Evan, "'ave fun?"

"Ah think ya fergot somthin' Kit-Kat. Rogue gestured to the two. Remy looked at them.

Kitty looked down, and immediately phased back through the floor, leaving Evan standing in the middle, shirtless. Meanwhile, Amara was trying to wake poor Jamie up.

Remy wrinkled his nose, "put a shirt on!"

"She phased me up 'fore I could grab mine dude. Looks like she just wanted to get out of there, even 'fore she was finished dressing." Evan walked off the floor, and stood over the unconscious Jamie

Remy shook his head, and ordered a drink.

"Just so ya know, I only put the two down there. Anythin' that happened afterward they did on their own. An' ya might want ta get a straw with that."

Remy looked down right disgusted.

"It's the truth! Ah did nothin' else." Rogue looked at Remy innocently, just as Jamie woke up. He began to run around crazily, yelling at the top of his lungs.

Remy looked at Jamie, then took a big gulp of his beer.

"PIED PIPER PURPLE PICKLES!"

"At least we know he's good at alliteration." Rogue shrugged. Remy took another gulp.

Jamie immediately ran by Remy, swiping his beer, and chugging the remainder of it down. He then continued his running rant. "TREES TRIED TROUNCING TIGERS!"

"'Ey!" He ordered another beer.

Bobby, seeing Jamie's little stunt, decided to try it himself. He ran around the room, waiting for Remy's next drink to appear. When it did, he swooped in, only to be stopped inches away from his goal.

"Watch yerself Icepick." Rogue looked straight at Bobby, and threw him against Jubilee.

Remy grabbed his beer back, "mine!"

Bobby groaned from his position. Rogue shrugged. "What kind of revenge should we play on Kurt and Rahne?" She asked, leaning on the bar.

Remy shrugged, slightly drunk.

"We could always shave Kurt's tail, but what about Rahne?"

"Silly putty in de fur?"

"Silly putty is always good..."

"Oui, very goo'."

"'Less it's in your fur, stuck good an' hard..."

"Yeah..."

Rogue turned to see Bobby leaning over her shoulder. Remy looked at Bobby strangely.

"Do ya mind? We're tryin' ta talk here!" Rogue glared at the eavesdropper.

Remy glared too, "go 'way icecube!"

"Only if you get me a drink!" Bobby smiled at the prospect of liquor.

Remy gave him his beer. "Dere, 'appy now?!"

Bobby skipped off happily, and joined the semi-calm Jamie, only to have the younger boy swipe the beer. Remy sighed, and looked at Rogue.

Rogue shrugged back. "Should we get the Icepick back too?"

"Nah, ya know, lets ditch dese guys..."

Rogue nodded in silent agreement, and the two began to make their way to the door, unnoticed by the partying mutants. Remy opened the door, and ran out. Rogue followed, passing a grumpy and fully dressed Kitty. Remy started walking to the Institute. Rogue followed. She said nothing.

Remy sighed, and looked at her. "Ya gainin' control, an' 'm losin' control...."

"As if bein' a mutant wasn't enough..."

He nodded, and kept walking, "where we headin'?"

"The Institute. That's the image that was in yah mind a minute ago." (Jean's powers)

He shrugged, "we don' hafta go..."

"Ah know, it just happened to be where yah were going thirty seconds ago."

He shrugged, "'m jus' bored... wat ya wanna do?"

"Ah dunno, what do you wanna do?"

"Dere a few t'ings I wanna do, but it woul'n' be righ' in public..." He smiled.

"Don't even think about imitating Scott and Jean." Rogue gave Remy a very stern look.

Remy smiled, "why not chere?"

"Just...because."

Remy laughed, "jus' jokin' chere!" Rogue shot Remy another warning glare. Remy just smiled, and kissed her on the cheek.

(NOOOOOO! The file won't open! The story! It's! Lost! Get back here! Story! Noooo!)

Rogue noticed something was missing...the tingle! Remy had touched her, and she hadn't drained him!

(youe joking! Right?) Remy smiled again.

(I really truly wish! flip flib and fudgesicles! It's giving me a pile o' blub bout name or path not being valid! Ahhh!)

"Well, Ah didn't drain ya, and you didn't charge me, so it could be a step in the right direction." Rogue smiled back. Remy kissed her full on the lips.

(Talk about funny, there's this little crisis, and we just keep on going. Anyway, I'm working on the crapped out floppy, see if I can't get it to work. If I can't, well, there's always my best friend mr. sledghammer...or wait! My dad's laptop! He'll be back Friday! I can try it there!)

Rogue didn't try to fight him off.

(lol, are you sure you don't need anger mangement? I do... but I've never gotten it!) After a while Remy had to pull back for air. "Ok..."

(What do you think mr. sledgehammer is for?)

"At least we don't have ta worry about the others this time, Ah doubt they'll be getting outta that nightclub very fast..."

Remy nodded, and hormones taking over, he kissed her again, harder.

Rogue's brain, used to the abscence of touch for so long now, was telling to get away, before she killed him, but she ignored what her mind was telling her.

Remy wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her closer.

(Hmmm...I really stink at this romantic stuff...so flash to the others!)

Scott and Jean returned from the bathroom, to see Spyke shirtless, Jamie running around in drunken circles, Kitty grumpy, and Kurt porting around the bar violently.

"Hey, Scott, where are Rogue and Remy?"

"They're gone! They left! That's vhere they are! Not here!" Kurt ported in front of Scott and Jean, very angry.

"Okay, how about, why does Jamie seem drunk?" Scott asked, trying to divert the fuzzy dude's attention.

Jean thought for a second, "Rogue and Remy are on the streets... They seem to be happy... I guess we can leave them alone for a while..."

Kurt lost it at that point, but before he ported away, Bobby, still unhappy about losing his beer, blasted Kurt, freezing him solid.

Jean shook her head. "Wanna go back to the bathroom?"

"You go get some more firewood dude!" Evan called as Scott and Jean turned and left once more. Jamie was dancing dangerously around the bar. Sam and Rahne were out on the dance floor, quite happy, and dancing wildly.

Evan sighed, and looked around. Spying Amara, he marched over, and feeling some courage from his experience with Kitty, he asked her to dance.

She looked at him, "I guess..."

Evan brightened up. Tabby laughed, and turned to the two remaining choices. Ray and Roberto. Bobby was mourning the loss of his beer, and Jamie...had pulled off his underwear and was wearing them on his head. Amara and Evan started dancing. Tabby again looked at the two boys, and impulsively dragged both out onto the dance floor. Amara laughed as she danced with Evan. Evan smiled happily. This had to be the best night of his life!

Amara smiled at him, "so... Evan..."

"Uhhh...Yeah?" She smiled. Evan smiled back.

She leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. "I like you..."

Evan smiled happily, he was in Nirvana, or similar.

(Skip to Rogue and Remy)

Remy smiled at Rogue. Rogue smiled back, hoping Sparkels was going to be nice. Remy kissed her again.

Again, Rogue felt no body but herself in her head. Ten percent of her mind was trying to figure out how it was she could touch, and the rest...was...elsewhere... Remy started to kiss her jaw. "Ya taste like rasberries chere..."

"And ya smell like smoke and alcohol." Rogue replied. 'Not that Ah'm complainin''

He kissed her again. "T'ank ya chere..."

At that last kiss, whatever almighty diety that was toying with the X-Men at this point, withdrew it's intervention, leaving Rogue as untouchable as ever.

Remy pulled back, holding his head slightly. "Oww..."

"Sorry..." Rogue mumbled, looking down.

"S'okay..." He looked up.

"This sux!" Rogue suddenly shouted.

Remy put a hand on her shoulder, "chere..."

"Aren't ya getting sick of this too? Ah mean, look at this! Ah don't know whether Ah can touch ya, or if Ah'll drain ya, or ya'll charge me!" Rogue was...annoyed.

Remy noticed that he was starting to charge her shoudler. He closed his eyes, and took a long time to un-charge it. "'m sooo sorry chere..."

(heh, good thing he did uncharge it, it'd be a HUGE setback for him if he blew Rogue's shoulder! ^_^ Not to mention all the injury)

"See what Ah mean?"

(Blood!!! MWHAHAHAHA!!! *cough* ^_^) He nodded. "Wat ya wanna do now chere?"

Rogue sighed. "Ah wonder how Bobby and Jamie are handlin' their liquor."

"Hmm... I wonder..."

"More importantly, how many Jamies do ya think there are in there now?"

Remy smiled, "bet ya $20 dat it 12 Jamies..."

"Bet ya that they're all in thier underwear."

Remy just shuddered. "Please, I don' wanna t'ink 'bout dat..."

"An' Ah don wanna think about the prospect of 12 Jamies."

Remy sighed, and suddenly Sparkels came running up. He jumped on Rogue's leg, just hanging there... Rogue looked down at the puppy, and after trying to shake him off for a moment, decided to ignore him, and entered the club again. Sparkles jumped off once they got in, thanked Rogue for the free ride by licking her arm, and ran off.

"Ah swear that that dog's gonna-" Rogue stopped, midsentence when she saw what was going on inside the nightclub.

Remy walked up next to her, "wat chere?"

(YEEEESSS! THE LOST DATA HAS BEEN RETRIEVED! CHAPTER SIX IS GOIN' UP! PARTAY! WOOO!)

Rogue managed to point, towards the dance floor, where Tabby dancing with Ray and Roberto, and Amara was just kissing Evan. Jamie, was leaping from tabletop to tabletop, and there was a frozen Kurt statue near a unhappy Bobby. Jubilee was trying to comfort said Bobby.

Remy shook his head, and started walking towards the door.

Rogue, after a moment of staring, followed Remy, and then remembered something. "Where's Kitty?"

Remy shrugged, and looked at the bar. Sparkles was drinking beer out of a bowl.

"Hey! That dog's getting more beer than I am! And I'm older than it!" Bobby shouted, making a dive for the bowl. Sparkles finished it, and ran away. Bobby put his head down on the bar, and began to sob.

Remy shook his head, and started to walk again. Rogue followed, looking over her shoulder.

"Watcha lookin' at?" Remy asked her.

"Oh, Ah just don't wanna forget that scene anytime soon." Remy laughed.

"Ah think we better get back to the Institute, especially if the adults are still smashed, think of all the blackmail!"

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