Valentine's Day
It was Valentine's Day. Kitty was very excited. Pietro had sent her a card the night before inviting her to an "Evening of Roses." He was being very secretive, and she had no idea where this "Evening of Roses" was going to take place.
Rogue knew. Pietro had asked her to help him pull off his 'plan', and she had a little card if instructions that she was to give to Kitty at verified times. It was driving Kitty crazy. This being the first Valentine's Day that she was seriously involved with someone, she was dying to know where he was taking her.
"Kitty," said Rogue, smirking. "Will ya stop fidgeting already? It's not gonna get ya there any sooner. Ya still got 3 hours ta wait."
Kitty glared at her. "Oh come on Rogue," she wheedled. "Can't you just give me a little hint? I mean, how am I supposed to know what to wear if I don't know where I'm going?"
Rogue laughed. "Don't worry. I got something for ya to wear."
Kitty raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me? No offense Rogue, but we don't exactly have the same taste in clothes."
Rogue rolled her eyes. "Relax. It's perfect for your little date with Pietro, Ah'm sure of it."
"Little date? Rogue, this is not a 'little date.' This is Valentine's Day! It's the most romantic day of the year!"
"Kitty, Valentine's Day is just an overly commercialized holiday invented for the flower and chocolate industry. Ya can be romantic any day of the year. Ya don't need some special holiday."
Kitty looked exasperated. "Rogue! How can you say that? Valentine's Day is special, and I want to be romanced by my boyfriend if you don't mind!"
Rogue laughed. "Okay okay. God, Ah think all this waitin' is makin' ya cranky. Let's go watch Scott try and be all romantic with Jean."
Kitty had to laugh at that. They both knew that Scott was hopelessly clueless when it came to romance. "Okay," she agreed. "Let's go. Hopefully it will take my mind off of tonight."
The two girls went downstairs. All of the other X-Men were already gathered in the living room. Scott was pacing back and forth by the windows. Kitty giggled as she and Rogue sat down. "What's going on?" she asked Amara. "Well," said Amara, trying not to laugh. "Scott's still waiting for Jean to come downstairs. We're all waiting to see what he got her."
The two girls glanced over at Scott and burst into giggles once more. "Poor Scott," said Kitty. "I hope for his sake that this year's gift is better than last year's."
Everyone joined in the laughter as they remembered last year's gift. "What ever made him think that a new paint job for her car was romantic anyway?" wondered Jubilee. All the girls giggled at that ridiculous notion.
"Hey," piped up Bobby. "You girls have it easy. You just have to sit there and wait to be doted on. Us guys are the one's who have to come up with 'romantic' gifts. Half the time we don't know what the hell we're doing."
The girls rolled their eyes. "Oh please," said Amara. "It's not that hard. Some flowers, jewelry maybe. We just want something that show's that you put a lot of thought into it. Something that proves that you love us enough to really think about what would make us feel special."
Just then, Jean entered the room. Everyone stopped talking and looked at Scott, then at Jean, and back at Scott again. He looked like he was going to be sick with nervousness. Kitty placed her hands over her mouth to keep from laughing. Many of the others did the same.
"Uh, hi Jean," said Scott lamely. Rogue snorted. This was almost too painful to watch. Watching Scott crash and burn was like watching those fluffy bunnies get eaten on the Discovery Channel.
"Hi Scott," said Jean calmly. "Happy Valentine's Day."
"Uh, yeah, uh, you too," Scott replied. "Um, I, uh, got you this, uh, g- gift." He handed her a box wrapped in red tissue paper.
"Well," Kitty whispered to Amara. "This at least looks better than last year. Maybe Scott learned his lesson."
Amara giggled. "Doubtful. Guys are so clueless."
Jean sat down on a chair and opened her gift. It appeared to be a book of some kind.
"Oooh," whispered Jubilee. "How educational! He got her a book. Maybe it's 'An Introduction to Nuclear Physics.' I think she signed up to take that class in college. How very romantic of Scott!"
The girls on the couch collapsed into helpless laughter. It was just too funny.
But one look at Jean would have told them that this was no educational gift. She had her hand pressed over her heart and appeared to be close to tears.
"Oh Scott," she said, struggling to keep her composure. She put the book down and ran over to where he stood. Throwing her arms around him, she buried her head in his shoulder. "It's so beautiful! It's perfect, really, it's the sweetest thing I've ever gotten."
Scott appeared to be feeling a combination of embarrassment, shock, and total elation. Awkwardly, he put his arms around her. "I'm...I'm glad you like it. I..I wasn't sure.."
But Jean silenced him with a kiss.
"WOOOOOH!" shrieked the people on the couch. The couple pulled away, embarrassed.
"Come on Scott," said Jean. "Let's go somewhere more private." She tried to glare at Kitty and Rogue, but she was too happy and ended up smiling giddily instead.
'Wow,' thought Kitty. 'Scott really stepped up.'
"Hey Kitty," sang out Rogue. "According to Pietro's little schedule here, it's time for you ta go and get ready."
Kitty jumped up. "Really? OH my God, I am soooo excited! Come on!" She dragged Rogue off the couch. "I have to see this outfit that you've picked out for me."
Laughing, Rogue followed the younger girl upstairs. "Don't get too excited Kit. It's real simple."
Kitty couldn't sit still. "Okay! Just give it to me already!"
Rogue walked over to her closet and pulled out a bag. "Okay, now close your eyes."
Giggling madly, Kitty did. She held out her hands. Rogue placed something on them. Kitty felt something soft.
Opening her eyes, Kitty saw that she was holding something white. Shaking it out, she realized that it was a long, flowing, corset dress. Utterly simple, and completely gorgeous. "Oh Rogue," said Kitty. "This is beautiful! Thank you so much!"
With a squeal, Kitty jumped on Rogue's bed and gave her a hug.
And hour later, Kitty was ready to go. Her hair was out of it's usual ponytail and hung gleaming at her shoulders. Makeup was simple: nude lip- gloss, mascara, and the slightest hint of shimmer eye shadow.
"Hmm," said Kitty as she twirled in front of the mirror. It's awfully cold out to be wearing a dress like this. We must be going somewhere hot!"
"Or," said Rogue, "you could just wear a coat over it until you got to where ever it is that you're going."
Kitty rolled her eyes. "Rogue, you're not supposed to ruin my dream date fantasies with stupid logic."
Rogue smirked. "Oh yes, common sense is so over-rated," she said sarcastically.
Kitty waved a hand in Rogue's face. "Whatever. Nothing could ruin this night for me. Not even your incredibly large amount of cynicism that you insist on shoving in my face."
Rogue was about to retort when the doorbell rang. Kitty froze. "He's here," she whispered.
Rogue glanced out the window. "Yep, he is." Kitty was suddenly very pale. "Hey, you okay?" asked Rogue.
Kitty sat down heavily on the bed. "I don't know. Ugh, this is so stupid. We've been on dates before, I don't why this particular one should make me so nervous."
Rogue smiled sympathetically. "Just try and relax Kit. Ya look beautiful. Everything will be fine. The two of ya are in love, just enjoy it."
Kitty nodded. "Yeah. I just, I never thought I would be here. And now that I am, I'm scared that something is gonna go wrong and mess up everything."
"If it's really meant to be, then nothing can mess it up," Rogue said.
"Kitty!" yelled Amara. "Pietro's here!"
Kitty looked panicked. "But what if it's not meant to be?!"
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It was Valentine's Day. Kitty was very excited. Pietro had sent her a card the night before inviting her to an "Evening of Roses." He was being very secretive, and she had no idea where this "Evening of Roses" was going to take place.
Rogue knew. Pietro had asked her to help him pull off his 'plan', and she had a little card if instructions that she was to give to Kitty at verified times. It was driving Kitty crazy. This being the first Valentine's Day that she was seriously involved with someone, she was dying to know where he was taking her.
"Kitty," said Rogue, smirking. "Will ya stop fidgeting already? It's not gonna get ya there any sooner. Ya still got 3 hours ta wait."
Kitty glared at her. "Oh come on Rogue," she wheedled. "Can't you just give me a little hint? I mean, how am I supposed to know what to wear if I don't know where I'm going?"
Rogue laughed. "Don't worry. I got something for ya to wear."
Kitty raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me? No offense Rogue, but we don't exactly have the same taste in clothes."
Rogue rolled her eyes. "Relax. It's perfect for your little date with Pietro, Ah'm sure of it."
"Little date? Rogue, this is not a 'little date.' This is Valentine's Day! It's the most romantic day of the year!"
"Kitty, Valentine's Day is just an overly commercialized holiday invented for the flower and chocolate industry. Ya can be romantic any day of the year. Ya don't need some special holiday."
Kitty looked exasperated. "Rogue! How can you say that? Valentine's Day is special, and I want to be romanced by my boyfriend if you don't mind!"
Rogue laughed. "Okay okay. God, Ah think all this waitin' is makin' ya cranky. Let's go watch Scott try and be all romantic with Jean."
Kitty had to laugh at that. They both knew that Scott was hopelessly clueless when it came to romance. "Okay," she agreed. "Let's go. Hopefully it will take my mind off of tonight."
The two girls went downstairs. All of the other X-Men were already gathered in the living room. Scott was pacing back and forth by the windows. Kitty giggled as she and Rogue sat down. "What's going on?" she asked Amara. "Well," said Amara, trying not to laugh. "Scott's still waiting for Jean to come downstairs. We're all waiting to see what he got her."
The two girls glanced over at Scott and burst into giggles once more. "Poor Scott," said Kitty. "I hope for his sake that this year's gift is better than last year's."
Everyone joined in the laughter as they remembered last year's gift. "What ever made him think that a new paint job for her car was romantic anyway?" wondered Jubilee. All the girls giggled at that ridiculous notion.
"Hey," piped up Bobby. "You girls have it easy. You just have to sit there and wait to be doted on. Us guys are the one's who have to come up with 'romantic' gifts. Half the time we don't know what the hell we're doing."
The girls rolled their eyes. "Oh please," said Amara. "It's not that hard. Some flowers, jewelry maybe. We just want something that show's that you put a lot of thought into it. Something that proves that you love us enough to really think about what would make us feel special."
Just then, Jean entered the room. Everyone stopped talking and looked at Scott, then at Jean, and back at Scott again. He looked like he was going to be sick with nervousness. Kitty placed her hands over her mouth to keep from laughing. Many of the others did the same.
"Uh, hi Jean," said Scott lamely. Rogue snorted. This was almost too painful to watch. Watching Scott crash and burn was like watching those fluffy bunnies get eaten on the Discovery Channel.
"Hi Scott," said Jean calmly. "Happy Valentine's Day."
"Uh, yeah, uh, you too," Scott replied. "Um, I, uh, got you this, uh, g- gift." He handed her a box wrapped in red tissue paper.
"Well," Kitty whispered to Amara. "This at least looks better than last year. Maybe Scott learned his lesson."
Amara giggled. "Doubtful. Guys are so clueless."
Jean sat down on a chair and opened her gift. It appeared to be a book of some kind.
"Oooh," whispered Jubilee. "How educational! He got her a book. Maybe it's 'An Introduction to Nuclear Physics.' I think she signed up to take that class in college. How very romantic of Scott!"
The girls on the couch collapsed into helpless laughter. It was just too funny.
But one look at Jean would have told them that this was no educational gift. She had her hand pressed over her heart and appeared to be close to tears.
"Oh Scott," she said, struggling to keep her composure. She put the book down and ran over to where he stood. Throwing her arms around him, she buried her head in his shoulder. "It's so beautiful! It's perfect, really, it's the sweetest thing I've ever gotten."
Scott appeared to be feeling a combination of embarrassment, shock, and total elation. Awkwardly, he put his arms around her. "I'm...I'm glad you like it. I..I wasn't sure.."
But Jean silenced him with a kiss.
"WOOOOOH!" shrieked the people on the couch. The couple pulled away, embarrassed.
"Come on Scott," said Jean. "Let's go somewhere more private." She tried to glare at Kitty and Rogue, but she was too happy and ended up smiling giddily instead.
'Wow,' thought Kitty. 'Scott really stepped up.'
"Hey Kitty," sang out Rogue. "According to Pietro's little schedule here, it's time for you ta go and get ready."
Kitty jumped up. "Really? OH my God, I am soooo excited! Come on!" She dragged Rogue off the couch. "I have to see this outfit that you've picked out for me."
Laughing, Rogue followed the younger girl upstairs. "Don't get too excited Kit. It's real simple."
Kitty couldn't sit still. "Okay! Just give it to me already!"
Rogue walked over to her closet and pulled out a bag. "Okay, now close your eyes."
Giggling madly, Kitty did. She held out her hands. Rogue placed something on them. Kitty felt something soft.
Opening her eyes, Kitty saw that she was holding something white. Shaking it out, she realized that it was a long, flowing, corset dress. Utterly simple, and completely gorgeous. "Oh Rogue," said Kitty. "This is beautiful! Thank you so much!"
With a squeal, Kitty jumped on Rogue's bed and gave her a hug.
And hour later, Kitty was ready to go. Her hair was out of it's usual ponytail and hung gleaming at her shoulders. Makeup was simple: nude lip- gloss, mascara, and the slightest hint of shimmer eye shadow.
"Hmm," said Kitty as she twirled in front of the mirror. It's awfully cold out to be wearing a dress like this. We must be going somewhere hot!"
"Or," said Rogue, "you could just wear a coat over it until you got to where ever it is that you're going."
Kitty rolled her eyes. "Rogue, you're not supposed to ruin my dream date fantasies with stupid logic."
Rogue smirked. "Oh yes, common sense is so over-rated," she said sarcastically.
Kitty waved a hand in Rogue's face. "Whatever. Nothing could ruin this night for me. Not even your incredibly large amount of cynicism that you insist on shoving in my face."
Rogue was about to retort when the doorbell rang. Kitty froze. "He's here," she whispered.
Rogue glanced out the window. "Yep, he is." Kitty was suddenly very pale. "Hey, you okay?" asked Rogue.
Kitty sat down heavily on the bed. "I don't know. Ugh, this is so stupid. We've been on dates before, I don't why this particular one should make me so nervous."
Rogue smiled sympathetically. "Just try and relax Kit. Ya look beautiful. Everything will be fine. The two of ya are in love, just enjoy it."
Kitty nodded. "Yeah. I just, I never thought I would be here. And now that I am, I'm scared that something is gonna go wrong and mess up everything."
"If it's really meant to be, then nothing can mess it up," Rogue said.
"Kitty!" yelled Amara. "Pietro's here!"
Kitty looked panicked. "But what if it's not meant to be?!"
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Tee he hee. You have to wait to find out what happens! Hmm, the more reviews, the quicker I'll update! Review Review Review!
Thanks a ton the people that reviewed the previous chapter. Love you guys.
w1cked angel: Glad you liked my story. And I totally know what you mean. When I read a really good fic, I'm just like...I can't even describe it. But it's a really good feeling.
~Druid-Priestess~