Royal Flush 8
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Disclaimer: Damnit, Janet, I love you.
Review Responses:
RoguesHeart- The title amuzed. Me. All shall be revealed. Just down that way. Look down. Scroll down.
Magneta and Columbia: Down down down
Rogue77- Powers? I didn't give her any just yet. Oh well. Mary is annoying anyway. She always gets in the way. Stupid Jean. She can touch her because I say so! Mwahaha! Well, maybe Mary's powers are to transfer images of things happening at that time of a person they love to the person she touches, or sommat. Yes, those are her powers now! HAHA! MARY HATH POWERS NOW! Oops, I ruined a bit of that. Read anyway
Ishandahalf- It's a bird, it's a plane! No! It's. SUPER BABY!
Aro- Yes. Remember, it's a MUTANT baby. It can be extremely advanced. It's a second generation mutant. I think that's the correct term. To lazy to check. And I am the author, and what I say goes. HAH!
Duck3- No, not really. I saw them as green, so there fore, in my mind, they ARE green. Meh. Ooh! Danke for the cookie! *eats cookie*
SickmindedSucker- You'll find out. Jean is evil, there fore, Mary should be a little brat. Yerp.
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When Rogue got back to the institute, one look at the TV told her what she wanted to know. Irene. She couldn't be. No. Not Irene. She forced the thoughts out of her head as she ran upstairs to her room.
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Rogue, come out, please?" Kitty called, knocking on their door.
"No. Go away an' leave meh alone!"
"But it's been, like, three days! You haven't eaten or showered or anything! We're all really worried about you. Especially Kurt. His tail just kinda. droops."
No reply.
"Rogue? Please come out!" Kurt's voice this time. Rogue opened the door.
"Finally, you're up! Listen, we heard what happened with Irene, but we have good news for you. They caught the murderer, and you'll never guess who it was," Kitty looked hard at Rogue.
"Who? Wait till Ah get mah hands on that son of a bit-"
"It was Mystique!" This caught Rogue and Kurt both by surprise.
"WHAT?!" They both looked at Kitty.
"Vhy vasn't I told about zis?" Kurt asked.
"We wanted to like, tell you both together," Kitty looked sympathetically at the two.
"Mien muzzer es a murderer. Mien Gott," By now they were in the living room.
"Yeah, but, like, Rogue, how did you, like, find out if you were in your room for like, three days?"
"Ya'll will think that Ah'm crazy if Ah tell you this."
"No crazier than the Freaky Five," To prove her point, Riche, Salem, Bri, Tabby and Bobby were dancing around the living room and singing about the fact that Mystique was gone for good.
"Cause she was bad
so bad!
And we aren't sad
So sad!
But now she's gone
So let's ring a gong!
Now you will sing a long.
Cause' she was bad.
So bad!
And we are sad!
So sad." This continued on for a while.
"Well, when Jean's precious baby touched meh, an' Ah didn't obsorb her, Ah got a flash. A flash of Irene's death. An' Ah. Ah. Ah."
"Choo?" Kitty suggested.
"No, Ah jus'. jus' knew it was real. An' Ah knew Ah had tag it away," Rogue sat down on the couch.
"Mien schwiester," Kurt sat down next to her.
"Kurt," Rogue then surprised everyone in the room by hugging the fuzzy blue one. Then she began to cry. Her tears soaking his fur. This sight was so. odd. that even the Freaky Five stopped the singing and dancing.
"Et's okay, et's okay. Cry all you vant. Et's okay," Kurt said gentely, his tail rubbing her back. "Zis is useless," He mumbled, tears forming in his own eyes and soon, before anyone knew it, they were both crying, tears joining, becoming one.
"We're hoooooommmme!" Jean cried as the door opened and she, Scott, with millions of packages and Mary toddled in. When no one noticed her presence, she got angry.
"Why is no one paying attention to me? Rogue, Kurt, why are you hugging? Helllooo?"
"Jean, shut up. Irene just died, and Mystique is in jail, so just chill out, a sec, okay?" Riche yelled at Jean.
"Good riddance to bad rubbish as I always say," Jean said, throwing herself on the cough.
"No, you never say that," Amara said rudely.
"Maybe we didn't explain this clearly enough, Jean," Storm came in, being the scarce voice of reason in the situation. "Irene, Rogue's former guardian has been killed, and the murderer, Mystique is in jail. And as you know, Mystique is Kurt's mother, and also Rogue's. Thus causing a soap opera to take place in the living room once again."
"Oh."
"Now, Jean, let's go set your things up again," Scott said, trying to balance boxes and Mary in his arms.
"Okay," Exit Jean and Scott.
"You two want anything?" Kitty asked. "I mean, it's like almost dinner time," Rogue and Kurt shook their heads 'no.' "Okay, let's go, anyone wanna play me in X-Men?" Kitty asked. She was greeted by a stampede up to the attic.
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"Kurt?" Kurt opened his eyes slightly, seeing a blurry shape in his doorway. He rubbed his eyes and sat up.
"Ja?"
"Kurt, Ah can't sleep," Rogue walked over to his bed.
"Climb en," He threw off the covers and rolled over, making room for Rogue. She climbed in gingerly and pulled up the covers and snuggled up to her brother. Soon, he heard her even breathing. He smiled and closed his eyes. Soon, he was asleep too.
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Disclaimer: Damnit, Janet, I love you.
Review Responses:
RoguesHeart- The title amuzed. Me. All shall be revealed. Just down that way. Look down. Scroll down.
Magneta and Columbia: Down down down
Rogue77- Powers? I didn't give her any just yet. Oh well. Mary is annoying anyway. She always gets in the way. Stupid Jean. She can touch her because I say so! Mwahaha! Well, maybe Mary's powers are to transfer images of things happening at that time of a person they love to the person she touches, or sommat. Yes, those are her powers now! HAHA! MARY HATH POWERS NOW! Oops, I ruined a bit of that. Read anyway
Ishandahalf- It's a bird, it's a plane! No! It's. SUPER BABY!
Aro- Yes. Remember, it's a MUTANT baby. It can be extremely advanced. It's a second generation mutant. I think that's the correct term. To lazy to check. And I am the author, and what I say goes. HAH!
Duck3- No, not really. I saw them as green, so there fore, in my mind, they ARE green. Meh. Ooh! Danke for the cookie! *eats cookie*
SickmindedSucker- You'll find out. Jean is evil, there fore, Mary should be a little brat. Yerp.
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When Rogue got back to the institute, one look at the TV told her what she wanted to know. Irene. She couldn't be. No. Not Irene. She forced the thoughts out of her head as she ran upstairs to her room.
~
Rogue, come out, please?" Kitty called, knocking on their door.
"No. Go away an' leave meh alone!"
"But it's been, like, three days! You haven't eaten or showered or anything! We're all really worried about you. Especially Kurt. His tail just kinda. droops."
No reply.
"Rogue? Please come out!" Kurt's voice this time. Rogue opened the door.
"Finally, you're up! Listen, we heard what happened with Irene, but we have good news for you. They caught the murderer, and you'll never guess who it was," Kitty looked hard at Rogue.
"Who? Wait till Ah get mah hands on that son of a bit-"
"It was Mystique!" This caught Rogue and Kurt both by surprise.
"WHAT?!" They both looked at Kitty.
"Vhy vasn't I told about zis?" Kurt asked.
"We wanted to like, tell you both together," Kitty looked sympathetically at the two.
"Mien muzzer es a murderer. Mien Gott," By now they were in the living room.
"Yeah, but, like, Rogue, how did you, like, find out if you were in your room for like, three days?"
"Ya'll will think that Ah'm crazy if Ah tell you this."
"No crazier than the Freaky Five," To prove her point, Riche, Salem, Bri, Tabby and Bobby were dancing around the living room and singing about the fact that Mystique was gone for good.
"Cause she was bad
so bad!
And we aren't sad
So sad!
But now she's gone
So let's ring a gong!
Now you will sing a long.
Cause' she was bad.
So bad!
And we are sad!
So sad." This continued on for a while.
"Well, when Jean's precious baby touched meh, an' Ah didn't obsorb her, Ah got a flash. A flash of Irene's death. An' Ah. Ah. Ah."
"Choo?" Kitty suggested.
"No, Ah jus'. jus' knew it was real. An' Ah knew Ah had tag it away," Rogue sat down on the couch.
"Mien schwiester," Kurt sat down next to her.
"Kurt," Rogue then surprised everyone in the room by hugging the fuzzy blue one. Then she began to cry. Her tears soaking his fur. This sight was so. odd. that even the Freaky Five stopped the singing and dancing.
"Et's okay, et's okay. Cry all you vant. Et's okay," Kurt said gentely, his tail rubbing her back. "Zis is useless," He mumbled, tears forming in his own eyes and soon, before anyone knew it, they were both crying, tears joining, becoming one.
"We're hoooooommmme!" Jean cried as the door opened and she, Scott, with millions of packages and Mary toddled in. When no one noticed her presence, she got angry.
"Why is no one paying attention to me? Rogue, Kurt, why are you hugging? Helllooo?"
"Jean, shut up. Irene just died, and Mystique is in jail, so just chill out, a sec, okay?" Riche yelled at Jean.
"Good riddance to bad rubbish as I always say," Jean said, throwing herself on the cough.
"No, you never say that," Amara said rudely.
"Maybe we didn't explain this clearly enough, Jean," Storm came in, being the scarce voice of reason in the situation. "Irene, Rogue's former guardian has been killed, and the murderer, Mystique is in jail. And as you know, Mystique is Kurt's mother, and also Rogue's. Thus causing a soap opera to take place in the living room once again."
"Oh."
"Now, Jean, let's go set your things up again," Scott said, trying to balance boxes and Mary in his arms.
"Okay," Exit Jean and Scott.
"You two want anything?" Kitty asked. "I mean, it's like almost dinner time," Rogue and Kurt shook their heads 'no.' "Okay, let's go, anyone wanna play me in X-Men?" Kitty asked. She was greeted by a stampede up to the attic.
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"Kurt?" Kurt opened his eyes slightly, seeing a blurry shape in his doorway. He rubbed his eyes and sat up.
"Ja?"
"Kurt, Ah can't sleep," Rogue walked over to his bed.
"Climb en," He threw off the covers and rolled over, making room for Rogue. She climbed in gingerly and pulled up the covers and snuggled up to her brother. Soon, he heard her even breathing. He smiled and closed his eyes. Soon, he was asleep too.