Suicidal King 5
Meh, can we say 'Predictable'? Well, that's what the end to Cajun Spice was anyway. PREDICTABLE! And it caused me and Kat to (Okay, Kat) to steal my card deck and have obsessions with my Queen of Hearts. I was annoyed that the Kurt and Rogue conflict was resolved so quickly! It annoyed me to death! Ahhhrgh!
Ishandahalf- Score card? Ooer. Yes, yes, quick like a bunny on crack. That is me. Ha, I wish.
The tiny one- You win! Haha. I needed a good phone number so I went to my handy-dandy phone, and wala! There it was!
Broadwaypoetress- The picture is hanging in my room.
The Untouchable Rogue- I know how to turn this frown upside down! Yes, Pyro rocks. Much love to St. John. A ref at my soccer game was wearing a St. John sweatshirt, and I had to resist the urge to go up to him and ask 'Alderdyce?' Ahaha! I had a weird dream, that I went to my play practice early after a homecoming like thing, and outside were some people hitting each other with foam sticks, and then the lady who is my director said something about the Morlocks and how she could get the X-Men to do it properly. My mind automatically figured out that my group was the X-Men, because we were the older people. I'm rambling now.
Rogue77- Belladonna, yes, this is how it's going to go: She's going to whisk Remy off to New Orleans and force him to get married to her. That's what's going to happen. Haha!
This is the official half way mark. Half way through the fic, halfway through the series. **Crys**
You insane reviewers, you! You make me upload this early! Ahhck! **Shakes stick at reviewers** But I love you very very much.
Eer. IF ANYONE HAS ANY INFO ON BELLADONNA, I COULD REALLY USE IT! I only know who she is. That's all. Sooo. yeah!
~
A murderous Scott and a fuming Jean walked arm in arm up to the Mansion. It had become dark on the way home, and they entered a surprisingly quiet and dark house. That was until Jamie had to sneeze.
"Ah---ah----ah---CHOO!" The force of the sneeze knocked four more Jamie's out of Jamie, and also knocked Ray out of hiding.
"JAMIE!" Came Ray's attempted whispering but still yelling at the same time voice.
"SHH! You two, quiet down!"
"Sorry Amara." The two chorused.
"Are they, like, here?" Kitty whispered into the dark.
~Yes Kitty, they are here.~ Professor X said telepathically.
~Right.~ "One. Two. THREE!" Kitty called as she and the rest of the X-Men jumped out and turned on the light.
"HAPPY ENGAGEMENT DAY MR AND MRS. SCOTT SUMMERS!" They all yelled to the very surprised looking Jean and Scott.
"How did you know?" Scott asked looking around the room.
"I'm sorry to say this Scott, but I probed your mind to find out why you were so distracted today, and I found the answer. Then, while you and Jean went out to who knows where, we set up for an engagement party." Professor X said as he wheeled over to Jean and Scott.
"You guys, I'm sorry to say this, but this engagement isn't happening." Jean said, putting a damper on everyone's mood.
"Why? Did you like, say no?" Kitty looked distressed, she wanted to help plan the wedding.
"No. I would have said 'yes' had I had the chance. But noooo, Little Miss Acolyte had to get in the way of things!" Jean threw her hands up in the air and walked to the refreshment table and opened up a can of Coke. Not diet, like usual, but plane Coke. She needed the sugar to drown her woe.
"Little Miss Acolyte? Who's that?" Tabby asked as she stole Kurt's soda.
"Rogue." Jean answered shortly.
"What happened, Jean?" Storm asked as she made her way towards the fretting redhead.
"Well, apparently she and Scott have been engaged since birth! And she said that you knew about this, Professor!" Jean's tone turned accusingly towards him.
"Ahhh, yes. I remember now. I was to tell you two when she turned seventeen, but it turns out that Magneto got to her first. I apologize for this profoundly Scott, Jean." He looked solemnly at the two.
"It's not your fault, Professor." Scott said.
"It really wasn't." Jean added, looking apologetically at the telepath.
"Well, it wasn't, like, Rogue's either! Come on Kurt." Kitty and Kurt got up and bamfed out of the room.
"Spaz much?" Jean asked no one in particular.
"Belladonna?" Remy asked, his mouth wide open.
"You know her? Who is she?" Rogue pointed at Belladonna.
"I'm his fiancé. Or at least I was supposed to be until you ran off to join Magazine, or whateva his name is." She looked angrily at him.
"Bella. mon chere. Remy is very sorry. But he was offered de job of de lifetime, to work with other people like him. To work for I Magneto /I" Remy hit Magneto's name with an extra punch to get the point across to Belladonna.
"You're his fiancé? So, how much did it cost ya, Remy, to sleep with this slut." Rogue asked, cocking her eyebrow at Belladonna.
"Chere." He warned.
"Yes?" The two asked at the same time, then looked at each other over Remy's head.
"He calls you Chere too?" They asked simultaneously.
"Yes!" The replied.
"Get your hands offa my husband, ya mutie!"
"Ah've been called a 'Mutie' enough times that it doesn't mean nothin' anymore, so ya better try again. Ah'll give ya a free shot." Rogue raised her hands up signifying that she was open for attack.
"D'ya think those stripes will give you an advantage while trying out for the band, ya poser."
"So, Britney, is that double D for 'dumbass' and 'ditz' or 'dork' and 'danky'? We all want ta know." Rogue mocked holding a microphone by using a spoon.
"Avril, the goth style is so five minutes ago."
"Sweetie, Ah'm sorry ta tell ya this, but if your goal is ta get me stormin' outta here in a jealous rage, it ain't happening. Cause' my ride home is with Swamp Rat here." Rogue then put her arm around Remy's shoulders to get the point across.
"So you're also sleeping with her, Remy?" Belladonna looked murderously at Remy.
"Non. Remy lives wit dis Chere." He tried to reason with the dangerous waitress.
"You're LIVIN' with her?" Her eyes went wide and she grabbed a plastic knife from the table.
"Non, non, non! She works for Magneto also. But she used to be de enemy, workin' for de X-Men." He tried to explain, holding up his left hand to attempt to shield any murder attempts with his hand.
"Remy. Speakin' of which, Ah need your help with somethin' along those lines." Rogue looked down.
"What is it, Chere?" Remy looked down at Rogue. Despite all her makeup and attitude, he could tell, that inside, she was scared. "Remy will help, he promises."
"Oh, this is just dandy! You really ARE cheatin' on me! Remy LaBeau, I'm telling your father when I go back, and my father. And you don't want the Assassins Guild up your trail." She shook the plastic knife warningly.
"Assassins Guild? This is that Belladonna? An' what is tha big deal with her telling your father?" Rogue looked back and forth between the two.
"His father, is Jean-Luc LaBeau! Leader of the-" She was cut off.
"Thieves Guild." Rogue finished.
"How do you know, Stripes?" Belladonna looked up and down at Rogue.
"Ah'm from Mississippi. And don' call meh Stripes. That's Logan's name for meh, and only Logan's name." Rogue's tone turned cold. Cold enough to make even Bobby shiver.
"Logan? Your other boyfriend?"
"No. Logan was, is, my friend. Another X-Man." Rogue trailed off at the end of her sentence, the last bit barley audiable. Sensing this, Remy spoke up.
"Marie, we best be getting' y' back to Magnetos. Y' don' look so well." He placed his arm around her shoulder and moved to get up.
"Marie is it? Well then, Marie, have a nice day." She spat her name out like a curse.
"It's Rogue. Ya here meh, Belladonna? Rogue!"
"If you ask me, Rouge would be better. Rouge like your face!" And it was true, Rogue was blushing furiously. She wasn't used to be called by her name by total strangers. Well, she wasn't being used to being called by her name period. Before Rogue could answer back, Remy had whisked her out the door on to his bike.
"An' Remy wants t' know. What is de favor mon chere?" He asked, as he swong his leg over the front.
"Ah want ya ta take meh back. Back ta the X-Men. Ah quit the Acolytes. Magneto can come an' hunt meh down for all Ah care, but Ah have to right things out with Scott. An' everyone else. Ah'm really sorry Remy. But Ah've got to go back, tell St. John and Piotr that Ah'll miss um. They were growin' on meh." She smiled weakly.
"Remy will. Next stop, Mutant Manor!" He called behind her as they sped off into the dark streets of down-town Bayville.
~
A/N
Coke-Coke. Britney-Britney. Avril- the trash can. X-Men-Marvel. That sums up the disclaimer.
In the next chapter, you all get to meet. Drum roll please. ***Kat Maximoff plays a drum roll on her drums*** EVIL LOGAN! Yes, evil Logan. We enjoy Evil Logan, don't we Kat? ***Kat nods*** He is regular Logan, only being a bit of a prick. Wait, a bit of a prick is a understatement. It's Logan being evil! Hence the name!
~ASGT is going to London tomorrow!
Meh, can we say 'Predictable'? Well, that's what the end to Cajun Spice was anyway. PREDICTABLE! And it caused me and Kat to (Okay, Kat) to steal my card deck and have obsessions with my Queen of Hearts. I was annoyed that the Kurt and Rogue conflict was resolved so quickly! It annoyed me to death! Ahhhrgh!
Ishandahalf- Score card? Ooer. Yes, yes, quick like a bunny on crack. That is me. Ha, I wish.
The tiny one- You win! Haha. I needed a good phone number so I went to my handy-dandy phone, and wala! There it was!
Broadwaypoetress- The picture is hanging in my room.
The Untouchable Rogue- I know how to turn this frown upside down! Yes, Pyro rocks. Much love to St. John. A ref at my soccer game was wearing a St. John sweatshirt, and I had to resist the urge to go up to him and ask 'Alderdyce?' Ahaha! I had a weird dream, that I went to my play practice early after a homecoming like thing, and outside were some people hitting each other with foam sticks, and then the lady who is my director said something about the Morlocks and how she could get the X-Men to do it properly. My mind automatically figured out that my group was the X-Men, because we were the older people. I'm rambling now.
Rogue77- Belladonna, yes, this is how it's going to go: She's going to whisk Remy off to New Orleans and force him to get married to her. That's what's going to happen. Haha!
This is the official half way mark. Half way through the fic, halfway through the series. **Crys**
You insane reviewers, you! You make me upload this early! Ahhck! **Shakes stick at reviewers** But I love you very very much.
Eer. IF ANYONE HAS ANY INFO ON BELLADONNA, I COULD REALLY USE IT! I only know who she is. That's all. Sooo. yeah!
~
A murderous Scott and a fuming Jean walked arm in arm up to the Mansion. It had become dark on the way home, and they entered a surprisingly quiet and dark house. That was until Jamie had to sneeze.
"Ah---ah----ah---CHOO!" The force of the sneeze knocked four more Jamie's out of Jamie, and also knocked Ray out of hiding.
"JAMIE!" Came Ray's attempted whispering but still yelling at the same time voice.
"SHH! You two, quiet down!"
"Sorry Amara." The two chorused.
"Are they, like, here?" Kitty whispered into the dark.
~Yes Kitty, they are here.~ Professor X said telepathically.
~Right.~ "One. Two. THREE!" Kitty called as she and the rest of the X-Men jumped out and turned on the light.
"HAPPY ENGAGEMENT DAY MR AND MRS. SCOTT SUMMERS!" They all yelled to the very surprised looking Jean and Scott.
"How did you know?" Scott asked looking around the room.
"I'm sorry to say this Scott, but I probed your mind to find out why you were so distracted today, and I found the answer. Then, while you and Jean went out to who knows where, we set up for an engagement party." Professor X said as he wheeled over to Jean and Scott.
"You guys, I'm sorry to say this, but this engagement isn't happening." Jean said, putting a damper on everyone's mood.
"Why? Did you like, say no?" Kitty looked distressed, she wanted to help plan the wedding.
"No. I would have said 'yes' had I had the chance. But noooo, Little Miss Acolyte had to get in the way of things!" Jean threw her hands up in the air and walked to the refreshment table and opened up a can of Coke. Not diet, like usual, but plane Coke. She needed the sugar to drown her woe.
"Little Miss Acolyte? Who's that?" Tabby asked as she stole Kurt's soda.
"Rogue." Jean answered shortly.
"What happened, Jean?" Storm asked as she made her way towards the fretting redhead.
"Well, apparently she and Scott have been engaged since birth! And she said that you knew about this, Professor!" Jean's tone turned accusingly towards him.
"Ahhh, yes. I remember now. I was to tell you two when she turned seventeen, but it turns out that Magneto got to her first. I apologize for this profoundly Scott, Jean." He looked solemnly at the two.
"It's not your fault, Professor." Scott said.
"It really wasn't." Jean added, looking apologetically at the telepath.
"Well, it wasn't, like, Rogue's either! Come on Kurt." Kitty and Kurt got up and bamfed out of the room.
"Spaz much?" Jean asked no one in particular.
"Belladonna?" Remy asked, his mouth wide open.
"You know her? Who is she?" Rogue pointed at Belladonna.
"I'm his fiancé. Or at least I was supposed to be until you ran off to join Magazine, or whateva his name is." She looked angrily at him.
"Bella. mon chere. Remy is very sorry. But he was offered de job of de lifetime, to work with other people like him. To work for I Magneto /I" Remy hit Magneto's name with an extra punch to get the point across to Belladonna.
"You're his fiancé? So, how much did it cost ya, Remy, to sleep with this slut." Rogue asked, cocking her eyebrow at Belladonna.
"Chere." He warned.
"Yes?" The two asked at the same time, then looked at each other over Remy's head.
"He calls you Chere too?" They asked simultaneously.
"Yes!" The replied.
"Get your hands offa my husband, ya mutie!"
"Ah've been called a 'Mutie' enough times that it doesn't mean nothin' anymore, so ya better try again. Ah'll give ya a free shot." Rogue raised her hands up signifying that she was open for attack.
"D'ya think those stripes will give you an advantage while trying out for the band, ya poser."
"So, Britney, is that double D for 'dumbass' and 'ditz' or 'dork' and 'danky'? We all want ta know." Rogue mocked holding a microphone by using a spoon.
"Avril, the goth style is so five minutes ago."
"Sweetie, Ah'm sorry ta tell ya this, but if your goal is ta get me stormin' outta here in a jealous rage, it ain't happening. Cause' my ride home is with Swamp Rat here." Rogue then put her arm around Remy's shoulders to get the point across.
"So you're also sleeping with her, Remy?" Belladonna looked murderously at Remy.
"Non. Remy lives wit dis Chere." He tried to reason with the dangerous waitress.
"You're LIVIN' with her?" Her eyes went wide and she grabbed a plastic knife from the table.
"Non, non, non! She works for Magneto also. But she used to be de enemy, workin' for de X-Men." He tried to explain, holding up his left hand to attempt to shield any murder attempts with his hand.
"Remy. Speakin' of which, Ah need your help with somethin' along those lines." Rogue looked down.
"What is it, Chere?" Remy looked down at Rogue. Despite all her makeup and attitude, he could tell, that inside, she was scared. "Remy will help, he promises."
"Oh, this is just dandy! You really ARE cheatin' on me! Remy LaBeau, I'm telling your father when I go back, and my father. And you don't want the Assassins Guild up your trail." She shook the plastic knife warningly.
"Assassins Guild? This is that Belladonna? An' what is tha big deal with her telling your father?" Rogue looked back and forth between the two.
"His father, is Jean-Luc LaBeau! Leader of the-" She was cut off.
"Thieves Guild." Rogue finished.
"How do you know, Stripes?" Belladonna looked up and down at Rogue.
"Ah'm from Mississippi. And don' call meh Stripes. That's Logan's name for meh, and only Logan's name." Rogue's tone turned cold. Cold enough to make even Bobby shiver.
"Logan? Your other boyfriend?"
"No. Logan was, is, my friend. Another X-Man." Rogue trailed off at the end of her sentence, the last bit barley audiable. Sensing this, Remy spoke up.
"Marie, we best be getting' y' back to Magnetos. Y' don' look so well." He placed his arm around her shoulder and moved to get up.
"Marie is it? Well then, Marie, have a nice day." She spat her name out like a curse.
"It's Rogue. Ya here meh, Belladonna? Rogue!"
"If you ask me, Rouge would be better. Rouge like your face!" And it was true, Rogue was blushing furiously. She wasn't used to be called by her name by total strangers. Well, she wasn't being used to being called by her name period. Before Rogue could answer back, Remy had whisked her out the door on to his bike.
"An' Remy wants t' know. What is de favor mon chere?" He asked, as he swong his leg over the front.
"Ah want ya ta take meh back. Back ta the X-Men. Ah quit the Acolytes. Magneto can come an' hunt meh down for all Ah care, but Ah have to right things out with Scott. An' everyone else. Ah'm really sorry Remy. But Ah've got to go back, tell St. John and Piotr that Ah'll miss um. They were growin' on meh." She smiled weakly.
"Remy will. Next stop, Mutant Manor!" He called behind her as they sped off into the dark streets of down-town Bayville.
~
A/N
Coke-Coke. Britney-Britney. Avril- the trash can. X-Men-Marvel. That sums up the disclaimer.
In the next chapter, you all get to meet. Drum roll please. ***Kat Maximoff plays a drum roll on her drums*** EVIL LOGAN! Yes, evil Logan. We enjoy Evil Logan, don't we Kat? ***Kat nods*** He is regular Logan, only being a bit of a prick. Wait, a bit of a prick is a understatement. It's Logan being evil! Hence the name!
~ASGT is going to London tomorrow!