AN: This story has no plot, it's just gonna be long and full of fluff, mostly Romy even though Jean and Scott are getting married.
Disclaimer: I don't even own the computer I'm typing this on so why would anyone think I own the characters?
All Grown Up
Prologue
Rogue woke at 9 am to the ringing of the telephone, cursing herself for deciding to put one in the bedroom. Muttering darkly under her breath she closed her eyes and groped blindly for the receiver, even though she was in the process of climbing out of her warm, comfy bed.
"Hello?" … "Oh, hi Kitty," … "No, Ah hadn't heard that," … "Do Ah have ta?" … "Fahne," … "Hi Jean," … "Yeah Kitty said, congratulations," … "O' course Ah'll come, jus' don' expect meh t' wear pink," … "NO! Not lilac either!" … "Hmmm, maybe. Ah'll think 'bout it. Listen can Ah bring a friend?" … "Male," … "That's none o' ya business," … "Ok, see ya then," … "Yeah, by--" … "Uh-huh," … "Jean Ah gotta--" … "Listen, Ah really gotta--" … "ARGH!" Rogue slammed the phone down in frustration, cutting off her former team-mate.
Suddenly two strong arms wrapped around her waist and a deep, accented voice whispered in her ear, "Problems chere?"
Calming instantly she smiled and shook her head, leaning against the man she loved more than anything, "Nothin' serious Swamp Rat," she told him, turning in his arms to look up into his face, "We're goin' to a weddin' though, Scott and Jean's."
Remy stared at her in shock before laughing softly, "Dey ain't gon' 'preciate y' bringin' one o' Mags' ol' Acolytes wit' y' chere," he told her leading down to kiss her tenderly.
"Don' cahre sugah," she replied, returning his kiss.
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"That was rude," Jean Grey stated, looking at the silent phone in her hand.
"Like what was?" Kitty Pryde asked, walking back into the room after giving Jean some privacy for her phone call. She sat down and started idly flipping through bridal magazines, "How about this one?"
Jean looked over at the picture -- a hideous pink, frilly meringue of a dress -- then held a strand of red hair in front of her face and shook her head, "No. Rogue hung up on me."
"This?" Kitty pointed to another dress -- white this time but still frilly and meringue-like -- and Jean shook her head, "So Rogue was, like, rude, what's new?" she asked getting back to their original topic.
Both women laughed softly, fondly remembering the cynical, sarcastic goth girl who had been a friend and team-mate. Neither of the young women had seen her since the final battle when they -- along with Magneto and his Acolytes -- had managed to lock the super mutant away forever, though Kitty still spoke to her on the phone quite often. Both wondered whether she had changed all.
"Oh, and she's bringing a date to the wedding."
Kitty's eyes lit up in excitement, "Really? Did she, like, say who he was?"
The redhead smiled at the younger brunette, "I asked but she said it was none of my business," she laughed, "Typical Rogue."
Kitty nodded, remembering times when Rogue had done that while they were roommates, "Did she, like, say when they were coming?"
Jean slapped a hand to her forehead and silently cursed herself, "I forgot to ask!" she moaned.
Sighing dramatically Kitty walked over to the phone and dialled Rogue's number, "Hi Rogue, it's Kitty again…"
Well, there you go, the prologue. Not too bad even if I do say so myself.
I'm sorry it's short but, well I started this at 11 pm on paper, wrote this and chapter one, and now it's almost half five in the morning and I've had no sleep so…
I'll probably be able to get chapter one up by Sunday if anyone cares so please review this because it's my first story that I've thought good enough to post and any opinions, good or bad, would be appreciated.
Thanks for reading,
Mercury Dream.
Disclaimer: I don't even own the computer I'm typing this on so why would anyone think I own the characters?
All Grown Up
Prologue
Rogue woke at 9 am to the ringing of the telephone, cursing herself for deciding to put one in the bedroom. Muttering darkly under her breath she closed her eyes and groped blindly for the receiver, even though she was in the process of climbing out of her warm, comfy bed.
"Hello?" … "Oh, hi Kitty," … "No, Ah hadn't heard that," … "Do Ah have ta?" … "Fahne," … "Hi Jean," … "Yeah Kitty said, congratulations," … "O' course Ah'll come, jus' don' expect meh t' wear pink," … "NO! Not lilac either!" … "Hmmm, maybe. Ah'll think 'bout it. Listen can Ah bring a friend?" … "Male," … "That's none o' ya business," … "Ok, see ya then," … "Yeah, by--" … "Uh-huh," … "Jean Ah gotta--" … "Listen, Ah really gotta--" … "ARGH!" Rogue slammed the phone down in frustration, cutting off her former team-mate.
Suddenly two strong arms wrapped around her waist and a deep, accented voice whispered in her ear, "Problems chere?"
Calming instantly she smiled and shook her head, leaning against the man she loved more than anything, "Nothin' serious Swamp Rat," she told him, turning in his arms to look up into his face, "We're goin' to a weddin' though, Scott and Jean's."
Remy stared at her in shock before laughing softly, "Dey ain't gon' 'preciate y' bringin' one o' Mags' ol' Acolytes wit' y' chere," he told her leading down to kiss her tenderly.
"Don' cahre sugah," she replied, returning his kiss.
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"That was rude," Jean Grey stated, looking at the silent phone in her hand.
"Like what was?" Kitty Pryde asked, walking back into the room after giving Jean some privacy for her phone call. She sat down and started idly flipping through bridal magazines, "How about this one?"
Jean looked over at the picture -- a hideous pink, frilly meringue of a dress -- then held a strand of red hair in front of her face and shook her head, "No. Rogue hung up on me."
"This?" Kitty pointed to another dress -- white this time but still frilly and meringue-like -- and Jean shook her head, "So Rogue was, like, rude, what's new?" she asked getting back to their original topic.
Both women laughed softly, fondly remembering the cynical, sarcastic goth girl who had been a friend and team-mate. Neither of the young women had seen her since the final battle when they -- along with Magneto and his Acolytes -- had managed to lock the super mutant away forever, though Kitty still spoke to her on the phone quite often. Both wondered whether she had changed all.
"Oh, and she's bringing a date to the wedding."
Kitty's eyes lit up in excitement, "Really? Did she, like, say who he was?"
The redhead smiled at the younger brunette, "I asked but she said it was none of my business," she laughed, "Typical Rogue."
Kitty nodded, remembering times when Rogue had done that while they were roommates, "Did she, like, say when they were coming?"
Jean slapped a hand to her forehead and silently cursed herself, "I forgot to ask!" she moaned.
Sighing dramatically Kitty walked over to the phone and dialled Rogue's number, "Hi Rogue, it's Kitty again…"
Well, there you go, the prologue. Not too bad even if I do say so myself.
I'm sorry it's short but, well I started this at 11 pm on paper, wrote this and chapter one, and now it's almost half five in the morning and I've had no sleep so…
I'll probably be able to get chapter one up by Sunday if anyone cares so please review this because it's my first story that I've thought good enough to post and any opinions, good or bad, would be appreciated.
Thanks for reading,
Mercury Dream.