Suicidal King 4
IN HONOR OF CAJUN SPICE AIRING TODAY, I HAVE DECIDED TO UPLOAD THIS A DAY EARLY! EVERYONE REJOICE!
Whew, that was insanity.
Ishahandalf- Yes, marry Scott. Holy Batman did you say? I like eeet! Mwahaha! It's coming, it's coming! I need to get my arse up and type up the rest of the fic. I'm too lazy. Maybe after I finish Parallel Lives (By Red Witch, who shakes my world)
Eva May- Ja, In chapter 5 Kitty takes a stand for Rogue. Everyone hates her for a while. But s'all good.
Rogue77- Yes, I do like pirates. Tell me who wins!
AngieX-I actually considered Mags hitting on Rogue, but decided against it. Mwahaha, I'm evil. Bundles of bazooka blasters? Very nice. Actually, the kid doesn't really have a huge part. Or maybe, yeah, it does. But you don't exactly figure out what it's power is. But I kinda do hint at it, but don't come right out and say it. Remy's reaction? Dang it! I didn't put that in. Hmm. Let's just say this: He's pissed. And someone else that is also pissed comes into the picture. And she isn't a mutant, and knows Remy. Mwaha!
And incase y'all were wondering: The reason I have everyone hate Rogue, then be nice is because just assume some apologies are going on behind the scenes. Everyone still has a cold shoulder for her, you just don't see it much.
~
"What? Meh and Scott Summers? What are you smokin'?" The shock of this was enough to knock Rogue over.
"Nothing at all, excepts Cuban cigars. And I am dead serious. (A/N: Moment of silence for our fallen friend **cricket chirps** Okay, on with the show!) You have been engaged to him since birth. Destiny saw that he was to be another mutant, and we didn't want to risk there not being another and so you were engaged. Now, you are going to call him, and arrange for a meeting tomorrow afternoon, tell him that he may bring someone along, to make sure that you don't hurt him, if he sees need to." Magneto barley raised his eyebrows as he levitated the phone over to Rogue.
"You're crazy. But all riaght." Rogue looked down mournfully at the phone as she dialed the numbers. 843-688-2687.(A/N: Cookies to whoever can tell what it means!) It began ringing.
Scott looked up from his game of pool in the rec room in the attic. The rec room was newly designed by the students, on the ceiling spray painted on were the words 'The X-Men' with everyone's special sign, color and name. They each had matching beanbags, game controllers, and pool cues with the sign on the end of them. Quite a nice little dealieo. The phone was ringing. Ring a ring ling lang!
"I'll get it!" Jamie, which one was it, Jamie 1, Jamie 2 or Jamie 578? Well I'm just going to say Jamie. "Hello? Multiple manor, mutant speaking, may I ask who's calling. Oops, I messed that up. Hello? Mutant manor, Multiple speaking, may I ask who's calling?" He asked into the phone.
"Jamie! You're confusing them, give me the phone!" Bobby yelled, putting his game of Super Smash Brothers on pause.
"No! Me!"
"Me!"
"I I'll /I take it." Scott grabbed the phone from the grasp of the New Mutants.
"Hello?"
"Scott?"
"Who is this?"
"It's me. Rogue." Scott practically dropped the phone in shock.
"Ooooh, who is it?" Jamie bounded over to Scott.
"It's no one. Go away." Jamie looked up at Scott with hurt eyes. "Fine then, go grab something from the fridge, but I'm on the phone." Jamie leaped over to the fridge leaving Scott with the phone. "Rogue? You still there?"
"Yeah, Ah'm still here."
"Why are you calling? Trying to tap into our brains and steal top secret information?"
"No. That's Jean's cup of tea. Ah need to meet with you, in private. Tomorrow. 5 O'clock at Slice of Heaven Pizzeria. Okay? Can Ah trust ya ta be there?"
Scott bit his lip and thought about this for a moment, hearing his pause, Rogue continued. "You can bring someone along, if ya'd like. Just for safety reasons. Ah can see why ya don't completely trust meh anymore. Ah'll explain everythin' there. Just please be there, for meh."
"Right. I'll be there. 5 O'clock, but I'm bringing Jean. There's something I have to ask her, and I hope you don't mind."
Rogue didn't get what he meant by that but wasn't worried anyway. "Right. See ya then." Click. Scott set the phone down and left the room, he needed to make sure everything was right for tomorrow. He was going to ask Jean. He was going to ask Jean. In front of Rogue. That though annoyed him a tad bit, but he couldn't wait any longer. He just had to do it.
"What was that about?" Jamie asked looking up from his pile of chocolate.
"I donno. Ha! I win!" Bobby cried triumphantly as he defeated three computers in a row.
"Well?"
"He said that he's gonna meet me at 5. An' he's bringin' Jean. Ah don't think they completely trust meh."
"And why should they? Gambit is coming along with you, to protect you, just in case." Rogue nodded, sitting back down on her now upright chair. "Cookies m'dear?" Magneto held out a plate of steaming chocolate chip cookies.
"You WHAT?"
"Relax Jean, it's not that bad. She just wants to meet with us, possibly to tell us why she turned into a turn coat."
"We're meeting with the ENEMY, Scott! The ENEMY! Don't you remember the whole issue with her a few weeks ago?"
"The incident is still fresh in my mind, but Jean, give her a chance to explain herself!"
"She doesn't need to explain herself, all she has to do is just touch us, and BAM! We're out like a light!" Jean stormed about her room.
"Jean, come here." Scott patted the spot on the bed next to him. Jean wrinkled her nose and sat down next to him. Placing his arm around her shoulder he spoke. "Jean, I love you, and I won't let anything happen to either of you. I promise."
Four O'clock the next day. Rogue was pacing around her room. A knock at the door summoned her back to reality.
"Is da chere ready to go?" It was Remy. However, his tone was cold.
"Yes." She slipped her boots on and walked to the door, opening it, she saw Remy had his helmet under his arm. "We're taking your bike, Swamp Rat?" She asked skeptically.
"Oui."
"Only if Ah can drive." She shut the door behind her and attempted to wrestle the helmet from his grasp.
"Non den. Den we be takin' de Rolls Royce." He sighed exasperatingly giving her a look.
"Can Ah drive?" She asked, finally letting him keep the helmet.
"Non. Remy t'inks dat you are worse den dat Shadowcat." Seeing the look on her face, he stopped.
"Fine then, Swampy. We'll take the bike."
"Remy new dat you would see it his way." Remy smiled coldly as he handed the helmet to Rogue and they walked down the hallway.
~
"She's late. I new we couldn't trust her!" Jean said angrily, chewing on her straw.
"Jean, relax. She's coming. She's probably sneaking out and has to go slowly." Scott reached under the table and squeezed Jean's knee.
"No. Ah did not have ta sneak out, and Ah did not have ta go slowly. Ah had a slight issue with Swamp Rat here over who was drivin'." Rogue jerked her thumb behind her at Gambit as she took off the helmet.
"You brought him!?" Jean almost spilt her Diet Coke over from the shock.
"Relax belle femme. Remy is not gonna hurt y'." Remy said as he sat down next to Jean at the table. Nonetheless, Jean inched over closer to the window as Rogue sat down next to Scott. Jean just scowled on the inside.
"Um. I know that this isn't the best time, but Jean." Scott grabbed her hands from over the table.
"Yes?" Jean resisted the urge to probe his mind to find out just what he was going to ask her.
"Jean Susan Grey, will you marry me?" Jean practically fell over from shock, but resisted, because that would mean falling into the Acolytes lap. And that was a very bad idea. Rogue on the other hand, placed her gloved hand on Scott's shoulder.
"Scott, that is why we're here. Ya see, ya can't marry Jean, because. You're already engaged. Ta meh." Now this really did cause Jean to fall over. But not into Remy's lap. Remy had moved to the side, so Jean hit her head on the cheap plastic that was the seat.
"WHAT?" Jean, Scott and Remy all shouted at once making Rogue feel very small. Shrinking down in her seat Rogue replied.
"Yeah. That's what Ah said when Ah found out. It turns out that Irene had for-told that you and Ah would be mutants, an' that we had ta be married ta keep mutants alive. An' they didn't want ta risk you bein' tha only one, so they did what they had ta do. You're parents, Scott, agreed with this." Rogue looked down.
"Non! Dis is not true. Chere, is lying."
"No, Ah'm not, Remy. Ah'm tellin' that truth. Ask Mystique, Ask Irene, Ask Destiny. And if ya'll insist, go ask Xavier, he'll tell ya tha truth!"
"You! You planned all of this! I've always known you've liked me. The snow mobile racing, the outburst in the car when you found out I was going to the concert with Jean. It all adds up. I just can't believe that you would sink this low. You truly are an Acolyte. Heart and Soul. ((**Begins to play the piano**)) Come on Jean. Let's go." With that, Scott pushed Rogue out of the seat, and grabbed Jean's hand and left the restaurant hand in hand.
"Well, Remy will take it dat da red-head said oui, and dat da Shades took dis very well."
"Just shut up, Swamp Rat. Just shut up." Rogue scowled.
"Hello, my name's Belladonna and I'll be your server today, what can I get you? Remy? What are you doing here?"
"Bella?"
~
A/N
Ain't this one sick and twisted soap opera? **laughs like an evil Australian** All righty then, I finally found the effort to get up and update this after watching Dark Horizons two. ((Yes, I'm posting this long after I write this, so that's why my Authors Notes are a bit outta date.))
Disclaimer: Belladonna and all related X-Men Characters belong to Stan Lee and Marvel comics. Diet Coke belongs to Coke. Rolls Royce belongs to Rolls Royce and all that jazzy jazz belongs to those who supply Jazzy Jazz. All I own is my Nightmare Before Christmas stuff and my falling apart sandals that I can't wear in London.
~ASGT, who has to miss Cruise Control because she will be in London. And is laughing, because in the song Never Is Enough by Bare Naked Ladies (On the Stunt CD) A line goes: 'I could go to Europe, travel with my friends, spend 1000 deutchs marks and get drunk in a pub with some Australians.'
IN HONOR OF CAJUN SPICE AIRING TODAY, I HAVE DECIDED TO UPLOAD THIS A DAY EARLY! EVERYONE REJOICE!
Whew, that was insanity.
Ishahandalf- Yes, marry Scott. Holy Batman did you say? I like eeet! Mwahaha! It's coming, it's coming! I need to get my arse up and type up the rest of the fic. I'm too lazy. Maybe after I finish Parallel Lives (By Red Witch, who shakes my world)
Eva May- Ja, In chapter 5 Kitty takes a stand for Rogue. Everyone hates her for a while. But s'all good.
Rogue77- Yes, I do like pirates. Tell me who wins!
AngieX-I actually considered Mags hitting on Rogue, but decided against it. Mwahaha, I'm evil. Bundles of bazooka blasters? Very nice. Actually, the kid doesn't really have a huge part. Or maybe, yeah, it does. But you don't exactly figure out what it's power is. But I kinda do hint at it, but don't come right out and say it. Remy's reaction? Dang it! I didn't put that in. Hmm. Let's just say this: He's pissed. And someone else that is also pissed comes into the picture. And she isn't a mutant, and knows Remy. Mwaha!
And incase y'all were wondering: The reason I have everyone hate Rogue, then be nice is because just assume some apologies are going on behind the scenes. Everyone still has a cold shoulder for her, you just don't see it much.
~
"What? Meh and Scott Summers? What are you smokin'?" The shock of this was enough to knock Rogue over.
"Nothing at all, excepts Cuban cigars. And I am dead serious. (A/N: Moment of silence for our fallen friend **cricket chirps** Okay, on with the show!) You have been engaged to him since birth. Destiny saw that he was to be another mutant, and we didn't want to risk there not being another and so you were engaged. Now, you are going to call him, and arrange for a meeting tomorrow afternoon, tell him that he may bring someone along, to make sure that you don't hurt him, if he sees need to." Magneto barley raised his eyebrows as he levitated the phone over to Rogue.
"You're crazy. But all riaght." Rogue looked down mournfully at the phone as she dialed the numbers. 843-688-2687.(A/N: Cookies to whoever can tell what it means!) It began ringing.
Scott looked up from his game of pool in the rec room in the attic. The rec room was newly designed by the students, on the ceiling spray painted on were the words 'The X-Men' with everyone's special sign, color and name. They each had matching beanbags, game controllers, and pool cues with the sign on the end of them. Quite a nice little dealieo. The phone was ringing. Ring a ring ling lang!
"I'll get it!" Jamie, which one was it, Jamie 1, Jamie 2 or Jamie 578? Well I'm just going to say Jamie. "Hello? Multiple manor, mutant speaking, may I ask who's calling. Oops, I messed that up. Hello? Mutant manor, Multiple speaking, may I ask who's calling?" He asked into the phone.
"Jamie! You're confusing them, give me the phone!" Bobby yelled, putting his game of Super Smash Brothers on pause.
"No! Me!"
"Me!"
"I I'll /I take it." Scott grabbed the phone from the grasp of the New Mutants.
"Hello?"
"Scott?"
"Who is this?"
"It's me. Rogue." Scott practically dropped the phone in shock.
"Ooooh, who is it?" Jamie bounded over to Scott.
"It's no one. Go away." Jamie looked up at Scott with hurt eyes. "Fine then, go grab something from the fridge, but I'm on the phone." Jamie leaped over to the fridge leaving Scott with the phone. "Rogue? You still there?"
"Yeah, Ah'm still here."
"Why are you calling? Trying to tap into our brains and steal top secret information?"
"No. That's Jean's cup of tea. Ah need to meet with you, in private. Tomorrow. 5 O'clock at Slice of Heaven Pizzeria. Okay? Can Ah trust ya ta be there?"
Scott bit his lip and thought about this for a moment, hearing his pause, Rogue continued. "You can bring someone along, if ya'd like. Just for safety reasons. Ah can see why ya don't completely trust meh anymore. Ah'll explain everythin' there. Just please be there, for meh."
"Right. I'll be there. 5 O'clock, but I'm bringing Jean. There's something I have to ask her, and I hope you don't mind."
Rogue didn't get what he meant by that but wasn't worried anyway. "Right. See ya then." Click. Scott set the phone down and left the room, he needed to make sure everything was right for tomorrow. He was going to ask Jean. He was going to ask Jean. In front of Rogue. That though annoyed him a tad bit, but he couldn't wait any longer. He just had to do it.
"What was that about?" Jamie asked looking up from his pile of chocolate.
"I donno. Ha! I win!" Bobby cried triumphantly as he defeated three computers in a row.
"Well?"
"He said that he's gonna meet me at 5. An' he's bringin' Jean. Ah don't think they completely trust meh."
"And why should they? Gambit is coming along with you, to protect you, just in case." Rogue nodded, sitting back down on her now upright chair. "Cookies m'dear?" Magneto held out a plate of steaming chocolate chip cookies.
"You WHAT?"
"Relax Jean, it's not that bad. She just wants to meet with us, possibly to tell us why she turned into a turn coat."
"We're meeting with the ENEMY, Scott! The ENEMY! Don't you remember the whole issue with her a few weeks ago?"
"The incident is still fresh in my mind, but Jean, give her a chance to explain herself!"
"She doesn't need to explain herself, all she has to do is just touch us, and BAM! We're out like a light!" Jean stormed about her room.
"Jean, come here." Scott patted the spot on the bed next to him. Jean wrinkled her nose and sat down next to him. Placing his arm around her shoulder he spoke. "Jean, I love you, and I won't let anything happen to either of you. I promise."
Four O'clock the next day. Rogue was pacing around her room. A knock at the door summoned her back to reality.
"Is da chere ready to go?" It was Remy. However, his tone was cold.
"Yes." She slipped her boots on and walked to the door, opening it, she saw Remy had his helmet under his arm. "We're taking your bike, Swamp Rat?" She asked skeptically.
"Oui."
"Only if Ah can drive." She shut the door behind her and attempted to wrestle the helmet from his grasp.
"Non den. Den we be takin' de Rolls Royce." He sighed exasperatingly giving her a look.
"Can Ah drive?" She asked, finally letting him keep the helmet.
"Non. Remy t'inks dat you are worse den dat Shadowcat." Seeing the look on her face, he stopped.
"Fine then, Swampy. We'll take the bike."
"Remy new dat you would see it his way." Remy smiled coldly as he handed the helmet to Rogue and they walked down the hallway.
~
"She's late. I new we couldn't trust her!" Jean said angrily, chewing on her straw.
"Jean, relax. She's coming. She's probably sneaking out and has to go slowly." Scott reached under the table and squeezed Jean's knee.
"No. Ah did not have ta sneak out, and Ah did not have ta go slowly. Ah had a slight issue with Swamp Rat here over who was drivin'." Rogue jerked her thumb behind her at Gambit as she took off the helmet.
"You brought him!?" Jean almost spilt her Diet Coke over from the shock.
"Relax belle femme. Remy is not gonna hurt y'." Remy said as he sat down next to Jean at the table. Nonetheless, Jean inched over closer to the window as Rogue sat down next to Scott. Jean just scowled on the inside.
"Um. I know that this isn't the best time, but Jean." Scott grabbed her hands from over the table.
"Yes?" Jean resisted the urge to probe his mind to find out just what he was going to ask her.
"Jean Susan Grey, will you marry me?" Jean practically fell over from shock, but resisted, because that would mean falling into the Acolytes lap. And that was a very bad idea. Rogue on the other hand, placed her gloved hand on Scott's shoulder.
"Scott, that is why we're here. Ya see, ya can't marry Jean, because. You're already engaged. Ta meh." Now this really did cause Jean to fall over. But not into Remy's lap. Remy had moved to the side, so Jean hit her head on the cheap plastic that was the seat.
"WHAT?" Jean, Scott and Remy all shouted at once making Rogue feel very small. Shrinking down in her seat Rogue replied.
"Yeah. That's what Ah said when Ah found out. It turns out that Irene had for-told that you and Ah would be mutants, an' that we had ta be married ta keep mutants alive. An' they didn't want ta risk you bein' tha only one, so they did what they had ta do. You're parents, Scott, agreed with this." Rogue looked down.
"Non! Dis is not true. Chere, is lying."
"No, Ah'm not, Remy. Ah'm tellin' that truth. Ask Mystique, Ask Irene, Ask Destiny. And if ya'll insist, go ask Xavier, he'll tell ya tha truth!"
"You! You planned all of this! I've always known you've liked me. The snow mobile racing, the outburst in the car when you found out I was going to the concert with Jean. It all adds up. I just can't believe that you would sink this low. You truly are an Acolyte. Heart and Soul. ((**Begins to play the piano**)) Come on Jean. Let's go." With that, Scott pushed Rogue out of the seat, and grabbed Jean's hand and left the restaurant hand in hand.
"Well, Remy will take it dat da red-head said oui, and dat da Shades took dis very well."
"Just shut up, Swamp Rat. Just shut up." Rogue scowled.
"Hello, my name's Belladonna and I'll be your server today, what can I get you? Remy? What are you doing here?"
"Bella?"
~
A/N
Ain't this one sick and twisted soap opera? **laughs like an evil Australian** All righty then, I finally found the effort to get up and update this after watching Dark Horizons two. ((Yes, I'm posting this long after I write this, so that's why my Authors Notes are a bit outta date.))
Disclaimer: Belladonna and all related X-Men Characters belong to Stan Lee and Marvel comics. Diet Coke belongs to Coke. Rolls Royce belongs to Rolls Royce and all that jazzy jazz belongs to those who supply Jazzy Jazz. All I own is my Nightmare Before Christmas stuff and my falling apart sandals that I can't wear in London.
~ASGT, who has to miss Cruise Control because she will be in London. And is laughing, because in the song Never Is Enough by Bare Naked Ladies (On the Stunt CD) A line goes: 'I could go to Europe, travel with my friends, spend 1000 deutchs marks and get drunk in a pub with some Australians.'