Whatever it Takes
Author: MystikStar
Disclaimer: -_- *takes out a sign that says: I don't own X-men*
WOOO HALLOWEEN COMING! UH HUH!! *dances* ^.^UU im still a little kid.. 12 years old. My French isn't very accurate either, so live with it :B
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Slamming the door, the girl angrily jumped on her bed and lay down. "Great.. he sure made mah day, stupid faggot.. why did the professa evan let him come? Gawd hes so ANNOYIN' lahke hell!" she thought as she punched her pillow imagining its Remy's stupid smirking face. A few minutes she stopped beating up her pillow and groaned, the pillow was almost ripped in half. "Stuck with him the rest of mah lahfe.. Ah rather suffocate and die!"
Suddenly a knock on the door was heard. "Hey bébé (baby), Remy needs a towel, can I hav' one?" the voice said lovingly. Rolling her eyes Rogue walked to the door and opened it giving Remy a cold glare.
"What yah wan' swamp rat?" she growled.
"Woah ther' fille (girl), Remy only askin' fo' a towel.." he said shockingly.
Sighing she walked to her closet and picked out a white towel for him, returning back to the door Rogue spotted him at her drawers, UNDERWEAR drawers that is..
((AN: disturbing..lol))
"Le faggot stupide obtiennent la baise partie de ma tiroirs! (Stupid faggot get the fuck away from my drawers)" she cussed in French angrily. Smiling, she knew that taken French was a good idea, and it was.
"Interestin' stuff y' girls get.." Remy laughed as he picked up one of Rogue's bra. "Is this size large??"
"Oh gawd y' arh gun' get it!" the goth screamed as she lunged towards him.
The cajun gulped and ran around the room, circulating around it. "REMY SORRY!!!" he joked as he laughed jumping on her bed landing on the ground gracefully. Following him, Rogue wished she had exercised more, Remy was a bit too fast.
"C'mon chere, Remy here!!" he teased as he sat down on a chair and got back up quickly. Chasing after him, Rogue finally caught up to him, but when she passed the chair she tripped on the sides and almost fell on top of the cajun. Instead Remy turned around quickly and grabbed the goth's stomach, catching her fall and her arms were wrapped around his neck so she wouldn't. Dipping her head down a little the demon eyes beholder grinned.
"Maybe we can do this again, belle.. Remy like this very much" he said quietly in her ears. She hated when he did that, it always made her back shiver.
The girl was lost for words, she stammered something out but wasn't clear, a light red blush was seen across her face.
"Uh hum.." a voice cleared her throat as she stared at Remy and Rogue in their position. "Is there something that I miss?"
Rogue eyes widen as she glared up at the white hair women. "O-Ororo, it- he- ah, its not wha' it seehms lahke!" the goth said quickly as she got back into a normal position.
"Child, if I saw what I thought I saw, these walls wouldn't even be standing.. Anyway Charles wants to have a word with you. ONLY Rogue, not you Remy." She said quietly and walked off.
"Well dat not nice, oui? Remy wun' come.." he smirked ear-to-ear.
Rogue let out a groaned as she eyed the cajun. "Yah betta stay outta mah room! And if ah eva ah mean EVA! Seeh yah searching mah clothes again, yah gon' regret it!" she warned as she stomped away in searching for the professor.
Remy watch as the slender figure walking off out of trace. "Well whateve' you say amour.." he smiled mischievously as he went into her closet. "Hoouu.. laisse voir ce que nous pouvons trouver ici (lets see what we can find here)". Opening up boxes he found a Victoria's Secret bag. "Woah this is interestin' .. wow nice choice of color that petit has.. lets see here." Placing his hand in the bag he pick up a dark green underwear. "Interestin' .." he laughs and continue to look around more carefully.
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XD EWWWWWW Remy.. Someone slap his hands for me! LOL anywayz please R&R!!!!!!!!! ^.^
Author: MystikStar
Disclaimer: -_- *takes out a sign that says: I don't own X-men*
WOOO HALLOWEEN COMING! UH HUH!! *dances* ^.^UU im still a little kid.. 12 years old. My French isn't very accurate either, so live with it :B
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Slamming the door, the girl angrily jumped on her bed and lay down. "Great.. he sure made mah day, stupid faggot.. why did the professa evan let him come? Gawd hes so ANNOYIN' lahke hell!" she thought as she punched her pillow imagining its Remy's stupid smirking face. A few minutes she stopped beating up her pillow and groaned, the pillow was almost ripped in half. "Stuck with him the rest of mah lahfe.. Ah rather suffocate and die!"
Suddenly a knock on the door was heard. "Hey bébé (baby), Remy needs a towel, can I hav' one?" the voice said lovingly. Rolling her eyes Rogue walked to the door and opened it giving Remy a cold glare.
"What yah wan' swamp rat?" she growled.
"Woah ther' fille (girl), Remy only askin' fo' a towel.." he said shockingly.
Sighing she walked to her closet and picked out a white towel for him, returning back to the door Rogue spotted him at her drawers, UNDERWEAR drawers that is..
((AN: disturbing..lol))
"Le faggot stupide obtiennent la baise partie de ma tiroirs! (Stupid faggot get the fuck away from my drawers)" she cussed in French angrily. Smiling, she knew that taken French was a good idea, and it was.
"Interestin' stuff y' girls get.." Remy laughed as he picked up one of Rogue's bra. "Is this size large??"
"Oh gawd y' arh gun' get it!" the goth screamed as she lunged towards him.
The cajun gulped and ran around the room, circulating around it. "REMY SORRY!!!" he joked as he laughed jumping on her bed landing on the ground gracefully. Following him, Rogue wished she had exercised more, Remy was a bit too fast.
"C'mon chere, Remy here!!" he teased as he sat down on a chair and got back up quickly. Chasing after him, Rogue finally caught up to him, but when she passed the chair she tripped on the sides and almost fell on top of the cajun. Instead Remy turned around quickly and grabbed the goth's stomach, catching her fall and her arms were wrapped around his neck so she wouldn't. Dipping her head down a little the demon eyes beholder grinned.
"Maybe we can do this again, belle.. Remy like this very much" he said quietly in her ears. She hated when he did that, it always made her back shiver.
The girl was lost for words, she stammered something out but wasn't clear, a light red blush was seen across her face.
"Uh hum.." a voice cleared her throat as she stared at Remy and Rogue in their position. "Is there something that I miss?"
Rogue eyes widen as she glared up at the white hair women. "O-Ororo, it- he- ah, its not wha' it seehms lahke!" the goth said quickly as she got back into a normal position.
"Child, if I saw what I thought I saw, these walls wouldn't even be standing.. Anyway Charles wants to have a word with you. ONLY Rogue, not you Remy." She said quietly and walked off.
"Well dat not nice, oui? Remy wun' come.." he smirked ear-to-ear.
Rogue let out a groaned as she eyed the cajun. "Yah betta stay outta mah room! And if ah eva ah mean EVA! Seeh yah searching mah clothes again, yah gon' regret it!" she warned as she stomped away in searching for the professor.
Remy watch as the slender figure walking off out of trace. "Well whateve' you say amour.." he smiled mischievously as he went into her closet. "Hoouu.. laisse voir ce que nous pouvons trouver ici (lets see what we can find here)". Opening up boxes he found a Victoria's Secret bag. "Woah this is interestin' .. wow nice choice of color that petit has.. lets see here." Placing his hand in the bag he pick up a dark green underwear. "Interestin' .." he laughs and continue to look around more carefully.
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XD EWWWWWW Remy.. Someone slap his hands for me! LOL anywayz please R&R!!!!!!!!! ^.^