Royal Flush 3
Disclamier: Oh, and I supposed Santa Clause is a REAL man.
Note: Yes, I do know that Belladonna is a mutant. She's putting on an act. And that a good half of the people I put in the English class are mutants, but in evo verse, if they are, they don't know it yet. *smirk*
Review Responses:
Rogue77: You never know.. *grin* The Statuatory Rape thinggy was Kat. She was smart one day. I'll try to include more Jean bashing. Well, people kinda do... *cough cough* Rogue leaving hospital room in tears *cough cough* Oops, did I just give something away? No... Never!
Ishanhandalf- (Did I spell it right?) No, it's not good, thanks fer reviewing!
Fleecy- She's 17.
Fantasy-Dreamer88- See note.
YOU GUYS WIN! BE HAPPY! I'M GOING TO UPDATE MORE OFTEN!
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Rogue wrinkled her nose. She was on her way to English, the last class of teh day. With Kurt and Kitty. What made this bad was the fact that the last English teacher quit after Kurt's watch frizzed out for a second, and that it was fifty minutes before school was out. However, today was different, but she didn't know it.
"Here comes the mutie brigade!" Clare and Andrea, the two were the classes anti-mutant activists. Rogue, Kitty and Kurt ignored them and took their seats. Soon after, the bell rang, and the new teacher entered the room. Her long blonde hair was slightly wavy and hanging down, her green eyes were covered by glasses. She looked oddly familiar to Rogue.
"Hello, I'm your new teacher, Mrs. LaBeau," This caught Rogue's attention, and she sat up straighter. "And I'd love to get to know everyone." She glanced at her clip board she carried under her arm. "Let's introduce ourselves. I already went, so... You, there." Mrs. LaBeau pointed at Clare.
"Hi! I'm Clare Humfary, and I'm proud to be normal!" She flashed her sparkling grin that was the result of many, many whiteners. Another glance at her clip board told Mrs. LaBeau what she wanted to know.
"Oh, we have mutants in this class?" She frowned. "Next?"
"Andrea Holl."
"Vinced McArchy."
"Jason Smit."
"Lorna Dane."
"Trish Tilby."
"Jason Stryker."
"Jeann-Marie Beaubier"
"Rusty Collins."
"Kitty Pryde."
"A mutant, no?"Mrs. LaBeau peered over her glasses.
"Yeah, so?" The class laughed.
"Kurt Wagner."
"Another mutant." Mrs. LaBeau scoffed.
"An Ah'm Rogue. No last name."
"The final mutant. Good, good. Now, I'm going to give you all some words, and you must use them all in a story. Let's see... Marie, glove, touch, and freak." Mrs. LaBeau smirked, looking pointedly at Rogue, who then almost toppled out of her chair.
Half an hour later, Clare raised her hand.
"Yes, Clare?"
"Can I read my story?" Mrs. LaBeau nodded. "Okay, like, once upon a time, there was a girl named Marie who, as many people would say, a freak. She had to, like, wear gloves because of her 'mutant powers.' She was incapable of even touching! And th at's why the freak called Marie died an old un-touched virgin. The end!" Clare smiled at Rogue triumphantly.
"Ah am not," Rogue muttered sowerly.
"Who next? Ah, Mr. Wagner," Ms. LaBeau smirked at Kurt.
"Okay, vonce upon a time, zhere vas a girl named Marie. And she vas very nice. I don't know vhy many people call her a freak, because she es more normal zhen me. So vhat ef she couldn't touch most people. She could touch only two. A fuzzy blue elf called Nightcrawler, and her boyfriend, Gambit. I know ziz because she es mien sister." Kurt smiled at Rogue, who smiled right back at her brother.
"Making family ties with your characters is interesting. However, Marie is a non-existant character, and by establishing bonds with such person is un-ethical." Ms. LaBeau smiled, knowing full-well what she was doing. She glanced at Rogue, and smiled.
"THAT'S IT!" Rogue yelled, startlign everyone in the class.
"Rogue, please, sit down!" Ms. LaBeau callmed.
"No! Ah know who you are, Belladonna! You aren't a Mrs. LaBeau just yet, in fact, Ah'm a helluva lot close than you'll evah be! You wanna know why? Because Ah can touch Remy! Or Gambit for you numbskulls to daft to comprehend anythang. An' because Ah can touch him and since he's goin' back ta that south an because of what we did, Ah am now in huge trouble with Logan! YOu know, the guy with the claws that ya'll saw on T.V. But Ah can deal with him cause o' this!" She took off her glove. "When Ah touch someone, Ah take their powers, life force, and memories. Ah have the literal kiss of death! Mah name IS Marie, and Kurt IS mah brother, an you, Belladonna, are a slut! Ah'm outta here!" Rogue grabbed her stuff and left the room, slamming the door. The class was too shocked to speak. But when they heard her Harley running, they all ran to the door to watch her speed off. As she did so, she flipped them off over her shoulder.
When the class turned back, they found Kitty and Kurt had dissapeared, and the smell of sulfer and brimstone fresh in their noses. But no one noticed the missing students.
Disclamier: Oh, and I supposed Santa Clause is a REAL man.
Note: Yes, I do know that Belladonna is a mutant. She's putting on an act. And that a good half of the people I put in the English class are mutants, but in evo verse, if they are, they don't know it yet. *smirk*
Review Responses:
Rogue77: You never know.. *grin* The Statuatory Rape thinggy was Kat. She was smart one day. I'll try to include more Jean bashing. Well, people kinda do... *cough cough* Rogue leaving hospital room in tears *cough cough* Oops, did I just give something away? No... Never!
Ishanhandalf- (Did I spell it right?) No, it's not good, thanks fer reviewing!
Fleecy- She's 17.
Fantasy-Dreamer88- See note.
YOU GUYS WIN! BE HAPPY! I'M GOING TO UPDATE MORE OFTEN!
~
Rogue wrinkled her nose. She was on her way to English, the last class of teh day. With Kurt and Kitty. What made this bad was the fact that the last English teacher quit after Kurt's watch frizzed out for a second, and that it was fifty minutes before school was out. However, today was different, but she didn't know it.
"Here comes the mutie brigade!" Clare and Andrea, the two were the classes anti-mutant activists. Rogue, Kitty and Kurt ignored them and took their seats. Soon after, the bell rang, and the new teacher entered the room. Her long blonde hair was slightly wavy and hanging down, her green eyes were covered by glasses. She looked oddly familiar to Rogue.
"Hello, I'm your new teacher, Mrs. LaBeau," This caught Rogue's attention, and she sat up straighter. "And I'd love to get to know everyone." She glanced at her clip board she carried under her arm. "Let's introduce ourselves. I already went, so... You, there." Mrs. LaBeau pointed at Clare.
"Hi! I'm Clare Humfary, and I'm proud to be normal!" She flashed her sparkling grin that was the result of many, many whiteners. Another glance at her clip board told Mrs. LaBeau what she wanted to know.
"Oh, we have mutants in this class?" She frowned. "Next?"
"Andrea Holl."
"Vinced McArchy."
"Jason Smit."
"Lorna Dane."
"Trish Tilby."
"Jason Stryker."
"Jeann-Marie Beaubier"
"Rusty Collins."
"Kitty Pryde."
"A mutant, no?"Mrs. LaBeau peered over her glasses.
"Yeah, so?" The class laughed.
"Kurt Wagner."
"Another mutant." Mrs. LaBeau scoffed.
"An Ah'm Rogue. No last name."
"The final mutant. Good, good. Now, I'm going to give you all some words, and you must use them all in a story. Let's see... Marie, glove, touch, and freak." Mrs. LaBeau smirked, looking pointedly at Rogue, who then almost toppled out of her chair.
Half an hour later, Clare raised her hand.
"Yes, Clare?"
"Can I read my story?" Mrs. LaBeau nodded. "Okay, like, once upon a time, there was a girl named Marie who, as many people would say, a freak. She had to, like, wear gloves because of her 'mutant powers.' She was incapable of even touching! And th at's why the freak called Marie died an old un-touched virgin. The end!" Clare smiled at Rogue triumphantly.
"Ah am not," Rogue muttered sowerly.
"Who next? Ah, Mr. Wagner," Ms. LaBeau smirked at Kurt.
"Okay, vonce upon a time, zhere vas a girl named Marie. And she vas very nice. I don't know vhy many people call her a freak, because she es more normal zhen me. So vhat ef she couldn't touch most people. She could touch only two. A fuzzy blue elf called Nightcrawler, and her boyfriend, Gambit. I know ziz because she es mien sister." Kurt smiled at Rogue, who smiled right back at her brother.
"Making family ties with your characters is interesting. However, Marie is a non-existant character, and by establishing bonds with such person is un-ethical." Ms. LaBeau smiled, knowing full-well what she was doing. She glanced at Rogue, and smiled.
"THAT'S IT!" Rogue yelled, startlign everyone in the class.
"Rogue, please, sit down!" Ms. LaBeau callmed.
"No! Ah know who you are, Belladonna! You aren't a Mrs. LaBeau just yet, in fact, Ah'm a helluva lot close than you'll evah be! You wanna know why? Because Ah can touch Remy! Or Gambit for you numbskulls to daft to comprehend anythang. An' because Ah can touch him and since he's goin' back ta that south an because of what we did, Ah am now in huge trouble with Logan! YOu know, the guy with the claws that ya'll saw on T.V. But Ah can deal with him cause o' this!" She took off her glove. "When Ah touch someone, Ah take their powers, life force, and memories. Ah have the literal kiss of death! Mah name IS Marie, and Kurt IS mah brother, an you, Belladonna, are a slut! Ah'm outta here!" Rogue grabbed her stuff and left the room, slamming the door. The class was too shocked to speak. But when they heard her Harley running, they all ran to the door to watch her speed off. As she did so, she flipped them off over her shoulder.
When the class turned back, they found Kitty and Kurt had dissapeared, and the smell of sulfer and brimstone fresh in their noses. But no one noticed the missing students.