H.O.Me: A story of Family

By Xenomorph666

"Aliens" is © Century Fox Production I do not own it

X-Men: Evolution and its respective characters are © Marvel, Again I do not own them (But I sure as hell wish I did)

Summary:  Gambit, Wolverine and Pyro are looking for a fourth to play poker while the others aren't home, Gee I wonder who they'll choose?

A.N.:  From now on I'm pulling all the chapter titles out of my ass!  So don't expect them to make any comprehensible sense.

Chapter 13

Pokerfaced

HOMe was quietly enjoying the new book that Remy had given him a week ago when he heard everyone leave out the front door.  He decided now was a good time to get out and enjoy some rarely gotten solitude.  He was halfway down to the front room when he heard Remy, Pyro and Logan arguing about something, he decided it would be easy to avoid them but something about the conversation drew him closer until he could hear more than mumbling.

"I don't care if you can get a fourth person.  It just better not be Sabertooth." Logan growled.

"Aw, come' on mate, he wont hurt ya.  Maybe toss ya around a bit but that's all."

"John sit dow' 'fore you're brain overheats.  Dey mortal enemies, dey try en kill each other evry damn chance dey git!" Remy said half laughing. 

"Well we need a fourth."

HOMe decided to walk in and see what they were talking about.  He never got the chance to ask as their collective gaze instantly fell upon him. 

"Will he do?" Pyro asked pointing his gloved hand at HOMe.  The other to just smiled a wicked smile as HOMe mentally gulped at his situation.

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It only took an hour for Remy to teach HOMe how poker was played and they were now well into their fourth game and Remy wasn't allowed to deal for obvious reasons.  HOMe though was enjoying this new game even thought he had no idea that he was blasting the two most experienced players and was tied with Pyro.

"I'm told ya he beat us Cajun."

"easy mon ami.  Remy not through yet, and he still knows how to play." Remy rolled a coin across his fingers.

~What the chips? ~ HOMe who was now so engrossed by what the red whit and blue chips meant asked.

"They mean that's how bad we're beating'em mate!" Pyro said laughing, "I'll raise ya $5 Remy."

"10" Logan studied his opponents, he could easily tell that Pyro had a bad hand, but Remy being the experienced player at the table always had a smug little smirk so he really couldn't tell.  And HOMe, well HOMe couldn't make facial expressions so he had to go by body language, yet that still proved pointless due to his cluelessness of the game.  "HOMe… Raise, Call, fold.  What ya gonna do?"

HOMe looked down at his cards and then at his opponents.  ~Raise…. $50 ~, Logan's eyes went wide and Pyro choked on his pop.  Remy just stared blankly at him as the others folded their hand on the table both grumbling. 

"I'll raise ya… 100"  

~Call. ~

Remy laid his hand down on the table, Logan "Hurmphed"  and Pyro felt a form of relief as he realized that Remy had a straight flush.

"Remy be takin what's his now." He reached for the strangely large pile of chips. 

~Okay Remy-Friend but tell HOMe what he got okay?"

"No problem mon... ami…" Remy nearly flipped when he saw HOMe's hand.  HOMe had a ROYAL FLUSH!  Remy just sat in his chair sobbing and mumbling while both Logan and Pyro were literally rolling on the floor in fits of laughter.  HOMe just sat there very confused.