Disclaimer: Chapter 1 holds the secret. (I no, I'm lazy and don't change
this part).
A/N: Okay kiddies, in case you haven't figured it out, what I do when
starting to type a new chapter is take the previous one, change the chapter
number and name, and delete everything but the author's notes and
disclaimer. Just telling you so you don't think I'm a complete idiot when
you see how much I repeat myself in these two sections. Thank you all again
for your replies!! E-mail with ideas and any other comments at
jupitergurl02@hotmail.com are STILL appreciated! (I haven't had anyone
respond to this yet. sobs)
Okay, um, nothing really exciting. Oh, this chapter starts where I had no friends around as muses (I'm on vacation) and where I start writing the story purely from thought and without any paper! Oh, uh, anyone wanna help me with a Cajun accent? I suck big time! Yay?
Chapter 10, Party
"Surprise!" Everyone shouted as Lisa, Kurt, Mikey and Angela walked into the dark mansion. The lights were flicked on and they stood in front of a group of mutants, commonly known as their friends and roommates. They were all dressed in party hats (even Rogue) and threw streamers. Some were holding a huge cake which read "happy graduation, Lisa, Mikey, Kurt, and Angela," and another which read, "happy anniversary and welcome, Gambit," and had the ace of spades all around the border. Remy walked in behind them and blinked.
"Uh...." he said. Angela tackle-hugged him, landing on top of him.
"Oh, isn't this so great!? Our friends are so thoughtful!" she said happily.
"Wow, thanks you guys, this is really great!" said Lisa, smiling.
"Yah, zis is awesome!" said Kurt, reading the large banner above them that read 'you survived!' in big red letters.
"Yeah, yeah, enough with the thank yous, let's party!" said Evan, holding up a knife. Angela yelled for him to stop and he did, confused. "What's the matter?"
Angela giggled. "I want Mr. Logan to do it!" she said. Evan shrugged and handed Wolverine the knife, but Angela grabbed it from his hands. "You know what I mean," she said. He blanched, glared, then smiled, patting her on the back.
"Congratulations," and cut the cake with his claws. Everyone grabbed a plate and began to eat. There was music and they even cleared away an area to serve as the dance floor.
"This is great," said Angela, "Only, something's missing."
"Yeah, I know what you mean," said Lisa, "But I can't quite think of what it could be."
"I can!" said Angela suddenly, leaping up and running to the phone. She nearly tripped over Rhane and Wooby the second playing together on the floor. She patted both on the head, much to Wolfsbane's dismay, and continued on.
"Where do you think she's going?" asked Bobby. Lisa shrugged.
"I-is sh' gone?" asked Remy, peeking out from under the table.
"There you are, Remy, ve've been looking everyvere for you!" said Kurt, smiling and helping him up.
"I' been hidin'," he said, glancing over his shoulder nervously.
"Hiding? From what, is it an enemy?" asked Scott. Remy shook his head.
"It's Angela. She won' leave me alone!" complained Remy. Lisa and Kurt looked at each other, then nodded.
"Uh, friend, vhy don't you come vith me?" said Kurt, taking Remy's hand and leading him out of the room. Bobby blinked.
"What's going on here?" he asked. Lisa smiled.
"Don't worry," she said, "Kurt will take care of it."
"Hey! Where y' takin' me?" asked Remy as he was dragged with Kurt to the dining room.
"Don't vorry, zere's somesing I need to tell you," he said. He kept dragging a reluctant, confused Remy until they were up in his room. "Zere, should be good," he said. "Ah, you might vanna sit down," he suggested.
"Oh dear," said Remy, sitting down on Kurt's bed. "A'ight, what is it?"
"Vell, zere is a reason vhy Angela has been bugging you," said Kurt.
"Because she's crazy?" asked Remy.
"Vaht? No! Vell, she is, but zat's not vhy," said Kurt, a bit angry.
"Well, then what is i'? What's so important that she can' quit buggin' me 'bout i'?" asked Remy.
"You shouldn't be so hard on her!" Kurt burst out, sticking up for his absent friend. "She likes you, you know!" The words were out before he could even think about what he was saying.
"What..?" said Remy, dumbstruck. He was unsure of how to react. At first, he thought that he had misunderstood, but from the shocked look on Kurt's face, that was not the case.
"I... I said she likes you," said Kurt, slower and with more apprehension.
"She likes me? W... Well I like her, too. Friend's a' s'posed t' like each othe'," he said, thinking maybe he meant something different.
"You know what I mean," said Kurt.
"Yeah... guess a' do..." said Remy, deep in thought. "It makes sense now, all da stuff she does when I'm 'roun'."
"Yah," said Kurt, sitting down next to Remy on the bed.
"Y'know, I tink dat oter femme likes you," said Remy.
"Wha- you mean Lisa? No vay," said Kurt, blushing. He was happy he had fur.
"Wa'sure she does! Look at de way she acts roun' ya. Never too far behin', is she?"
"You really sink zat she likes me?" asked Kurt hopefully.
"You really tink she like me?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Tra la la la la," Angela sang happily. She listened for the phone to ring on the other end and a familiar voice picked up.
"Hello, what do you want?" growled Lance. He sounded sleepy.
"Where' Fay-Fay?" asked Angela.
"Fay! Phone!" came the muffled shouts. At least he had enough of a brain to cover the mouth piece of the phone. There was some rattling as the phone was passed from one to the other and the Fay's voice was on the other line.
"Hello? Who is this?" she demanded.
"It's me, Fay-Fay," said Angela.
"Oh, it's you," she said. "What do you want?"
"Come on over! We're having a graduation party! It's so great! But we need you here!" Angela insisted. Fay seemed to think a moment, then she put Angela on hold.
"Angela?" she said when she came back. "Is the brotherhood allowed, too?"
"Of course! The more, the merrier! Besides, Kitty wants to see Lance!"
"Hey Lance," Fay teased. "She said Kitty misses you. She wants to hug you and kiss you and-" the phone was taken away from Fay and Lance's voice was on the other line.
"Okay, see you soon, bye!" he said quickly. Angela smiled, hanging up the phone and heading up to her room. She quickly shut the door and went to one of her (blue) dressers. She quickly shoved her clothes aside and pulled out a card and a small wrapped package. She giggled and shut the drawer, putting both in her purse, and then opened the door again. She caught Remy much the same as she did the first day, but this time he stopped before he knocked.
"Uh- hi?" he said. Angela blinked.
"What were you doing going to my room?" she asked suspiciously.
"Well, no one could fin' y' downstairs, so I came here," he explained. Angela nodded.
"Oh." Silence. "So...?"
"Look, Kurt tol' me.... wha' y' tink o' me." Remy said at length. Angela blushed deeply.
"Ah- I d-don't know what you mean?" she squeaked. 'nice one,' she thought to herself.
"I tink y' do," said Remy, smiling and blushing. Angela blushed too, though she looked a bit angry.
"I... uh... was gonna tell you, really! I even, uh, I bought you this," she said, pulling the card and wrapped package out of her purse. She held it out to Remy, still blushing and looking angry.
"Well don' look so happy 'bout it," he said jokingly.
"Oh- ah- I hate this!" she suddenly burst out. "I'm no good at mushy stuff and I never had a boyfriend for more than a week or so, and they were the ones to ask me out! I don't know how this is supposed to go, and I'm not supposed to be the one who does the mushy stuff!" She took her mirror out of her purse and looked into, scoffing. "And my face gets all red and-"
"I know what y' mean," said Remy, cutting her off.
"Hey, I got an idea, then!" she said, suddenly sounding like herself. This made Remy nervous.
"Yeah..?" he asked cautiously.
"Well, since I don't know what to do to ask someone out, and neither do you, and I like you, and I think you like me, let's save each other the hassle and pain and just say we're going out. How's that sound?" she said, smiling. She thought it was brilliant.
"Well, uh, okay?" said Remy, still unsure. Angela stopped smiling.
"So... what now?" she asked.
"Well, I could open ma gift," Remy suggested.
"Okay," said Angela. She watched as he opened the box of cards. instead of diamonds, hearts, clubs, and spades, the suits had little cards on them which were one of the suits. Remy smiled.
"Thank y'!" he said, happily pocketing the cards after riffling through them. "Only... Y'know, I might like ma oter cards back, chere."
"Oh, can't I keep 'em?" she whined, back to normal once more. Remy hesitated, then smiled.
"Why not? I still need some new cards t' trow, dough," said Remy. Angela looked up at him questioningly. "I can' trow dese! Dey were a gift from... from m' girlfriend," he said as if trying the word out. He smiled and blushed, then jumped. "Hey, we better get back t' da party. Dey'll start rumors 'bout us." Angela nodded, waiting for him to lead the way. He reached out and took her hand and she blushed deeply.
"Ah, I might warn you..." she said. "I've never even kissed a guy before... My relationships usually consist of hugging and sometimes holding hands..."
"Well, we can change dat," said Remy, smiling. Angela smiled back, clasping his hand and letting him lead the way down the steps back to the party. They entered the room and Lisa and Kurt smiled. Kurt looked a bit uneasy standing across the room from her, but his smile grew when he saw them holding hands.
"Hey, look who finally decided to get togezer!" he said. Everyone turned and laughed, clapping. Angela blushed furiously, glaring death rays at Kurt.
"Kurt... you little!!" she snarled. Remy kept hold of her arm and she glared at him. He simply smiled at her, though, and she sighed. "You better not do that all the time... I can zap you, y'know." Remy smiled.
"Yes, fuzzy, we're togeter, now how 'bout you?" said Remy, smiling maliciously. Kurt gulped. Lisa was across the room with Bobby. Bobby was conjuring ice and she was trying to form it into a sculpture. They had just finished with a large dragon when Mikey walked by.
"You guys, you shoulda just asked me to do it," he said, smiling. "ice sculpture!" he said. One formed next to the dragon. It was a ballerina. Lisa and Bobby laughed.
"Hence why we made out own, Magician," said Bobby. Mikey glared.
"Oh, don't worry Mikey. You'll get the hang of it sometime," said Lisa. "It's actually really good, but it's a ballerina." They all laughed as Kurt approached them.
"Uh, Lisa?" he asked. His voice cracked. She turned to him, blinking.
"Yeah, Kurt?" she said.
"Can I talk to you alone for a minute?" he asked uneasily. Lisa looked at the others who nodded. She smiled and turned back to him.
"Uh, sure. Where?" she asked.
"Ze balcony? It seems fairly deserted," he suggested. Lisa nodded and followed him out. Everyone giggled when they were gone.
"Good one, Rem!" said Evan.
"Yeah, finally!" said Roberto. Angela spotted Jamie and giggled, pulling away from Remy. She tackle-hugged Jamie and he fell to the ground, splitting into seven. Angela giggled and helped him up twice, then he helped himselves up.
"Y' better watch it, chere. I might get jealous," Remy teased. She stuck her tongue out at him and he smiled.
"Jamie's just my friends," she said. "Right multiple?" he nodded, backing away as they became one again. "See?"
"Yeah, yeah, chere," said Remy, hugging her. She blushed deeply, wriggling away a little. "Sorry," he said, remembering her 'warning'. Then there was a knock on the door. Everyone looked confused.
"I'll get it!" Angela said, running to the door. Remy was close behind her, but everyone else simply went on with the party. Angela flung open the door and smiled. Fay, Lance, Todd, John, Freddie, Pietro, and Sabertooth (on a leash of course) stood at the door. "Yay!" said Angela happily.
"We have arrived!" said Fay, stepping in. Everyone else followed.
"What are they doing here?" asked Scott angrily. Angela giggled.
"They're our friends, silly! I can't have a party without all my friends! Besides, you didn't have a problem with Fay before she became a member of the brotherhood!" Angela concluded, not smiling anymore, but rather glaring. Scott looked at Remy pleadingly, but he simply shrugged. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"So what did you want to talk to me about?" asked Lisa, leaning against the balcony railing.
"Well, uh, you see, I vaz talking to Remy," he said, not sounding very sure of himself.
"Yeah," said Lisa smiling, "nice going on that one!"
"Thanks!" said Kurt, smiling as well. He seemed to calm down a little. "Vell, anyway," he continued. "I vaz talking to him and he vaz kind of being really mean to Angela. So I just told him that she liked him and he changed real quick," he said, smiling a little.
"Really? That's good," said Lisa, sensing that there was more to the story. "And?"
"Vell, and," Kurt hesitated. "He told me zat he thought you liked me..." Lisa blinked. She blushed deeply, nodding. Kurt looked surprised. "Really? Zat's great! Cuz- uh- I like you, too," he said, blushing so deeply that his fur looked purple. Lisa smiled.
"Your fur doesn't always hide it when you blush," she pointed out. He laughed nervously.
"Oh, yah, heh heh," he smiled. "So... are ve going out zen?" he asked. Lisa smiled.
"Sure, if that was you asking me out." Kurt nodded and they went back to the party. Remy was busy holding Angela back, but that didn't stop her a small lightning bolt from zapping Scott on the head. He yelped and Lisa smiled. "Remy will have to learn that it's best not to hold her back when she's mad. It never ends well, especially now that she has projectile powers."
"Yah," said Kurt, smiling. Then he spotted Fay and John. "Oh, great, look who's here."
"Oh hey Fay!" said Lisa, forgetting that he and Kurt weren't very good friends to say the least. She smiled and went over to them.
"Here, I got you both a present," she said, handing Lisa an unwrapped video. It was Hayao Miyazaki's Spirited Away.
"Cool! Thanks Fay!" said Lisa happily.
"You're welcome. Hey fuzzy," Fay greeted Kurt. He glared, but waved his three-fingered hand, trying to be polite. There was a blur and Quicksilver was standing next to Fay. Lisa smiled and so did Kurt, realizing it before Fay did.
"Hey Fay! Guess what! They have juice! I like juice! It has sugar! Will you go out with me?" [1] he asked quickly. Fay blinked, translating, then pretended not to understand.
"I'll be visiting with the others," she said, "Where's Angela?"
"Wherever Scott isn't," said Lisa. "They had a... disagreement," she explained.
"That ended up in Scott getting zapped," said Kurt, smiling. Fay grinned and waved bye, walking toward where she heard Angela. Pietro followed quickly after her, still chattering endlessly about useless things which Fay didn't care about.
"Well that's a lost cause," said Lisa. Kurt nodded and wrapped her tail around Lisa's waist. She smiled, blushing a little.
"Time for fireworks!" Jubilee called, running out to the balcony. Tabitha smiled, following after her and everyone else soon followed.
"Hey, Professor, is this really a good idea?" asked Wolverine, watching from inside.
"Do you want to try and stop them?" asked the Professor. There was no reply except the whining of the small dog. Wolverine looked down, seeing the animal by his feet. He glared, looking around for Rhane, but she was outside watching the fireworks. Logan sighed, making sure no one except the professor was watching, and picked up the whining dog. The puppy quickly nuzzled against his neck and started sucking on his shirt.
"Awe! Logan's gotta friend!" said Angela, coming back inside with Remy. Logan jumped, nearly dropping the dog who was already starting to doze. He looked disdainfully at the professor who shrugged and turned around to get some cake.
[1] I love the idea of a hyper Pietro! I got it from the fic 'the power of slushies' where he drinks a pop and gets really hyper. It's so great. *teehee*
A/N: Bum bum bum! I soooo suck at writing mushy love stuff! Yuck yuck yuck! I couldn't think of what else to do, though! Well, I hope you enjoyed it anyway. It was my first entire chapter without having someone here to give me ideas! Lisa did e-mail me the ice sculpture idea, though. Okay, now there's only one problem, I have no idea what to do for the next chatper. Where have all my muses gone!?
Okay, um, nothing really exciting. Oh, this chapter starts where I had no friends around as muses (I'm on vacation) and where I start writing the story purely from thought and without any paper! Oh, uh, anyone wanna help me with a Cajun accent? I suck big time! Yay?
Chapter 10, Party
"Surprise!" Everyone shouted as Lisa, Kurt, Mikey and Angela walked into the dark mansion. The lights were flicked on and they stood in front of a group of mutants, commonly known as their friends and roommates. They were all dressed in party hats (even Rogue) and threw streamers. Some were holding a huge cake which read "happy graduation, Lisa, Mikey, Kurt, and Angela," and another which read, "happy anniversary and welcome, Gambit," and had the ace of spades all around the border. Remy walked in behind them and blinked.
"Uh...." he said. Angela tackle-hugged him, landing on top of him.
"Oh, isn't this so great!? Our friends are so thoughtful!" she said happily.
"Wow, thanks you guys, this is really great!" said Lisa, smiling.
"Yah, zis is awesome!" said Kurt, reading the large banner above them that read 'you survived!' in big red letters.
"Yeah, yeah, enough with the thank yous, let's party!" said Evan, holding up a knife. Angela yelled for him to stop and he did, confused. "What's the matter?"
Angela giggled. "I want Mr. Logan to do it!" she said. Evan shrugged and handed Wolverine the knife, but Angela grabbed it from his hands. "You know what I mean," she said. He blanched, glared, then smiled, patting her on the back.
"Congratulations," and cut the cake with his claws. Everyone grabbed a plate and began to eat. There was music and they even cleared away an area to serve as the dance floor.
"This is great," said Angela, "Only, something's missing."
"Yeah, I know what you mean," said Lisa, "But I can't quite think of what it could be."
"I can!" said Angela suddenly, leaping up and running to the phone. She nearly tripped over Rhane and Wooby the second playing together on the floor. She patted both on the head, much to Wolfsbane's dismay, and continued on.
"Where do you think she's going?" asked Bobby. Lisa shrugged.
"I-is sh' gone?" asked Remy, peeking out from under the table.
"There you are, Remy, ve've been looking everyvere for you!" said Kurt, smiling and helping him up.
"I' been hidin'," he said, glancing over his shoulder nervously.
"Hiding? From what, is it an enemy?" asked Scott. Remy shook his head.
"It's Angela. She won' leave me alone!" complained Remy. Lisa and Kurt looked at each other, then nodded.
"Uh, friend, vhy don't you come vith me?" said Kurt, taking Remy's hand and leading him out of the room. Bobby blinked.
"What's going on here?" he asked. Lisa smiled.
"Don't worry," she said, "Kurt will take care of it."
"Hey! Where y' takin' me?" asked Remy as he was dragged with Kurt to the dining room.
"Don't vorry, zere's somesing I need to tell you," he said. He kept dragging a reluctant, confused Remy until they were up in his room. "Zere, should be good," he said. "Ah, you might vanna sit down," he suggested.
"Oh dear," said Remy, sitting down on Kurt's bed. "A'ight, what is it?"
"Vell, zere is a reason vhy Angela has been bugging you," said Kurt.
"Because she's crazy?" asked Remy.
"Vaht? No! Vell, she is, but zat's not vhy," said Kurt, a bit angry.
"Well, then what is i'? What's so important that she can' quit buggin' me 'bout i'?" asked Remy.
"You shouldn't be so hard on her!" Kurt burst out, sticking up for his absent friend. "She likes you, you know!" The words were out before he could even think about what he was saying.
"What..?" said Remy, dumbstruck. He was unsure of how to react. At first, he thought that he had misunderstood, but from the shocked look on Kurt's face, that was not the case.
"I... I said she likes you," said Kurt, slower and with more apprehension.
"She likes me? W... Well I like her, too. Friend's a' s'posed t' like each othe'," he said, thinking maybe he meant something different.
"You know what I mean," said Kurt.
"Yeah... guess a' do..." said Remy, deep in thought. "It makes sense now, all da stuff she does when I'm 'roun'."
"Yah," said Kurt, sitting down next to Remy on the bed.
"Y'know, I tink dat oter femme likes you," said Remy.
"Wha- you mean Lisa? No vay," said Kurt, blushing. He was happy he had fur.
"Wa'sure she does! Look at de way she acts roun' ya. Never too far behin', is she?"
"You really sink zat she likes me?" asked Kurt hopefully.
"You really tink she like me?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Tra la la la la," Angela sang happily. She listened for the phone to ring on the other end and a familiar voice picked up.
"Hello, what do you want?" growled Lance. He sounded sleepy.
"Where' Fay-Fay?" asked Angela.
"Fay! Phone!" came the muffled shouts. At least he had enough of a brain to cover the mouth piece of the phone. There was some rattling as the phone was passed from one to the other and the Fay's voice was on the other line.
"Hello? Who is this?" she demanded.
"It's me, Fay-Fay," said Angela.
"Oh, it's you," she said. "What do you want?"
"Come on over! We're having a graduation party! It's so great! But we need you here!" Angela insisted. Fay seemed to think a moment, then she put Angela on hold.
"Angela?" she said when she came back. "Is the brotherhood allowed, too?"
"Of course! The more, the merrier! Besides, Kitty wants to see Lance!"
"Hey Lance," Fay teased. "She said Kitty misses you. She wants to hug you and kiss you and-" the phone was taken away from Fay and Lance's voice was on the other line.
"Okay, see you soon, bye!" he said quickly. Angela smiled, hanging up the phone and heading up to her room. She quickly shut the door and went to one of her (blue) dressers. She quickly shoved her clothes aside and pulled out a card and a small wrapped package. She giggled and shut the drawer, putting both in her purse, and then opened the door again. She caught Remy much the same as she did the first day, but this time he stopped before he knocked.
"Uh- hi?" he said. Angela blinked.
"What were you doing going to my room?" she asked suspiciously.
"Well, no one could fin' y' downstairs, so I came here," he explained. Angela nodded.
"Oh." Silence. "So...?"
"Look, Kurt tol' me.... wha' y' tink o' me." Remy said at length. Angela blushed deeply.
"Ah- I d-don't know what you mean?" she squeaked. 'nice one,' she thought to herself.
"I tink y' do," said Remy, smiling and blushing. Angela blushed too, though she looked a bit angry.
"I... uh... was gonna tell you, really! I even, uh, I bought you this," she said, pulling the card and wrapped package out of her purse. She held it out to Remy, still blushing and looking angry.
"Well don' look so happy 'bout it," he said jokingly.
"Oh- ah- I hate this!" she suddenly burst out. "I'm no good at mushy stuff and I never had a boyfriend for more than a week or so, and they were the ones to ask me out! I don't know how this is supposed to go, and I'm not supposed to be the one who does the mushy stuff!" She took her mirror out of her purse and looked into, scoffing. "And my face gets all red and-"
"I know what y' mean," said Remy, cutting her off.
"Hey, I got an idea, then!" she said, suddenly sounding like herself. This made Remy nervous.
"Yeah..?" he asked cautiously.
"Well, since I don't know what to do to ask someone out, and neither do you, and I like you, and I think you like me, let's save each other the hassle and pain and just say we're going out. How's that sound?" she said, smiling. She thought it was brilliant.
"Well, uh, okay?" said Remy, still unsure. Angela stopped smiling.
"So... what now?" she asked.
"Well, I could open ma gift," Remy suggested.
"Okay," said Angela. She watched as he opened the box of cards. instead of diamonds, hearts, clubs, and spades, the suits had little cards on them which were one of the suits. Remy smiled.
"Thank y'!" he said, happily pocketing the cards after riffling through them. "Only... Y'know, I might like ma oter cards back, chere."
"Oh, can't I keep 'em?" she whined, back to normal once more. Remy hesitated, then smiled.
"Why not? I still need some new cards t' trow, dough," said Remy. Angela looked up at him questioningly. "I can' trow dese! Dey were a gift from... from m' girlfriend," he said as if trying the word out. He smiled and blushed, then jumped. "Hey, we better get back t' da party. Dey'll start rumors 'bout us." Angela nodded, waiting for him to lead the way. He reached out and took her hand and she blushed deeply.
"Ah, I might warn you..." she said. "I've never even kissed a guy before... My relationships usually consist of hugging and sometimes holding hands..."
"Well, we can change dat," said Remy, smiling. Angela smiled back, clasping his hand and letting him lead the way down the steps back to the party. They entered the room and Lisa and Kurt smiled. Kurt looked a bit uneasy standing across the room from her, but his smile grew when he saw them holding hands.
"Hey, look who finally decided to get togezer!" he said. Everyone turned and laughed, clapping. Angela blushed furiously, glaring death rays at Kurt.
"Kurt... you little!!" she snarled. Remy kept hold of her arm and she glared at him. He simply smiled at her, though, and she sighed. "You better not do that all the time... I can zap you, y'know." Remy smiled.
"Yes, fuzzy, we're togeter, now how 'bout you?" said Remy, smiling maliciously. Kurt gulped. Lisa was across the room with Bobby. Bobby was conjuring ice and she was trying to form it into a sculpture. They had just finished with a large dragon when Mikey walked by.
"You guys, you shoulda just asked me to do it," he said, smiling. "ice sculpture!" he said. One formed next to the dragon. It was a ballerina. Lisa and Bobby laughed.
"Hence why we made out own, Magician," said Bobby. Mikey glared.
"Oh, don't worry Mikey. You'll get the hang of it sometime," said Lisa. "It's actually really good, but it's a ballerina." They all laughed as Kurt approached them.
"Uh, Lisa?" he asked. His voice cracked. She turned to him, blinking.
"Yeah, Kurt?" she said.
"Can I talk to you alone for a minute?" he asked uneasily. Lisa looked at the others who nodded. She smiled and turned back to him.
"Uh, sure. Where?" she asked.
"Ze balcony? It seems fairly deserted," he suggested. Lisa nodded and followed him out. Everyone giggled when they were gone.
"Good one, Rem!" said Evan.
"Yeah, finally!" said Roberto. Angela spotted Jamie and giggled, pulling away from Remy. She tackle-hugged Jamie and he fell to the ground, splitting into seven. Angela giggled and helped him up twice, then he helped himselves up.
"Y' better watch it, chere. I might get jealous," Remy teased. She stuck her tongue out at him and he smiled.
"Jamie's just my friends," she said. "Right multiple?" he nodded, backing away as they became one again. "See?"
"Yeah, yeah, chere," said Remy, hugging her. She blushed deeply, wriggling away a little. "Sorry," he said, remembering her 'warning'. Then there was a knock on the door. Everyone looked confused.
"I'll get it!" Angela said, running to the door. Remy was close behind her, but everyone else simply went on with the party. Angela flung open the door and smiled. Fay, Lance, Todd, John, Freddie, Pietro, and Sabertooth (on a leash of course) stood at the door. "Yay!" said Angela happily.
"We have arrived!" said Fay, stepping in. Everyone else followed.
"What are they doing here?" asked Scott angrily. Angela giggled.
"They're our friends, silly! I can't have a party without all my friends! Besides, you didn't have a problem with Fay before she became a member of the brotherhood!" Angela concluded, not smiling anymore, but rather glaring. Scott looked at Remy pleadingly, but he simply shrugged. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"So what did you want to talk to me about?" asked Lisa, leaning against the balcony railing.
"Well, uh, you see, I vaz talking to Remy," he said, not sounding very sure of himself.
"Yeah," said Lisa smiling, "nice going on that one!"
"Thanks!" said Kurt, smiling as well. He seemed to calm down a little. "Vell, anyway," he continued. "I vaz talking to him and he vaz kind of being really mean to Angela. So I just told him that she liked him and he changed real quick," he said, smiling a little.
"Really? That's good," said Lisa, sensing that there was more to the story. "And?"
"Vell, and," Kurt hesitated. "He told me zat he thought you liked me..." Lisa blinked. She blushed deeply, nodding. Kurt looked surprised. "Really? Zat's great! Cuz- uh- I like you, too," he said, blushing so deeply that his fur looked purple. Lisa smiled.
"Your fur doesn't always hide it when you blush," she pointed out. He laughed nervously.
"Oh, yah, heh heh," he smiled. "So... are ve going out zen?" he asked. Lisa smiled.
"Sure, if that was you asking me out." Kurt nodded and they went back to the party. Remy was busy holding Angela back, but that didn't stop her a small lightning bolt from zapping Scott on the head. He yelped and Lisa smiled. "Remy will have to learn that it's best not to hold her back when she's mad. It never ends well, especially now that she has projectile powers."
"Yah," said Kurt, smiling. Then he spotted Fay and John. "Oh, great, look who's here."
"Oh hey Fay!" said Lisa, forgetting that he and Kurt weren't very good friends to say the least. She smiled and went over to them.
"Here, I got you both a present," she said, handing Lisa an unwrapped video. It was Hayao Miyazaki's Spirited Away.
"Cool! Thanks Fay!" said Lisa happily.
"You're welcome. Hey fuzzy," Fay greeted Kurt. He glared, but waved his three-fingered hand, trying to be polite. There was a blur and Quicksilver was standing next to Fay. Lisa smiled and so did Kurt, realizing it before Fay did.
"Hey Fay! Guess what! They have juice! I like juice! It has sugar! Will you go out with me?" [1] he asked quickly. Fay blinked, translating, then pretended not to understand.
"I'll be visiting with the others," she said, "Where's Angela?"
"Wherever Scott isn't," said Lisa. "They had a... disagreement," she explained.
"That ended up in Scott getting zapped," said Kurt, smiling. Fay grinned and waved bye, walking toward where she heard Angela. Pietro followed quickly after her, still chattering endlessly about useless things which Fay didn't care about.
"Well that's a lost cause," said Lisa. Kurt nodded and wrapped her tail around Lisa's waist. She smiled, blushing a little.
"Time for fireworks!" Jubilee called, running out to the balcony. Tabitha smiled, following after her and everyone else soon followed.
"Hey, Professor, is this really a good idea?" asked Wolverine, watching from inside.
"Do you want to try and stop them?" asked the Professor. There was no reply except the whining of the small dog. Wolverine looked down, seeing the animal by his feet. He glared, looking around for Rhane, but she was outside watching the fireworks. Logan sighed, making sure no one except the professor was watching, and picked up the whining dog. The puppy quickly nuzzled against his neck and started sucking on his shirt.
"Awe! Logan's gotta friend!" said Angela, coming back inside with Remy. Logan jumped, nearly dropping the dog who was already starting to doze. He looked disdainfully at the professor who shrugged and turned around to get some cake.
[1] I love the idea of a hyper Pietro! I got it from the fic 'the power of slushies' where he drinks a pop and gets really hyper. It's so great. *teehee*
A/N: Bum bum bum! I soooo suck at writing mushy love stuff! Yuck yuck yuck! I couldn't think of what else to do, though! Well, I hope you enjoyed it anyway. It was my first entire chapter without having someone here to give me ideas! Lisa did e-mail me the ice sculpture idea, though. Okay, now there's only one problem, I have no idea what to do for the next chatper. Where have all my muses gone!?