Disclaimer: True love is the greatest thing in the world. Except for a nice
MLT, mutton, lettuce, and tomato when the mutton is nice and lean. They're
so perky. I love that! I'd also love it if I owned X-Men Evolution, but I
don't.
My muse has returned! Aren't you happy?
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ "Man, this is going to be like Monty Python and the Holy Grail," Pyro commented when he saw the state of Gambit's room.
"Can I be 'Sir Not-Appearing-in-this-Film'," Colossus asked.
"No," Remy and John snapped.
"Gambit, just one question; when was the last time you cleaned this pit you call a room," John asked.
"Remy cleaned his room last week. Normally it is not in such a horrible state but Gambit couldn't find his James Bond soundtrack and had to find it so he could fall asleep at night. Unfortunately this forced Gambit to tear apart his room."
"Of course," John told him, glancing at an issue of People Magazine with Jennifer Love Hewitt on the cover, a section of her hair had been covered with white-out. "Um, Gambit, what's this," John asked, picking up the magazine and showing it to the Cajun.
"That? That's People Magazine."
"I can read the title, Gambit. I was wondering about the white-out."
"Oh. Gambit spilled white-out on the magazine when he was using it as a flat surface to write on."
John flipped through the magazine to find that every female within also had white-out dabbed in their hair. " You spilled white-out?"
"Oui."
"Really? May I ask how it got all over the inside and gravitated toward only women's hair?" Remy was speechless. "Ah-ha! I thought so. You like that X-girl. What's her name again, Remy?"
"I don't know what you're talking about," Remy stated, grabbing the magazine out of Pyro's hand and continuing his search for the ink cartridge so he could get his teammates out of his room.
"Her name is Rogue, is it not," Colossus asked. Remy remained silent.
"We'll take that as a yes," John told him, as he too took up the search. "Rogue and Remy sitting in a tree," John sang, " K-I-S-S-I-N-G."
"First comes love," Colossus chimed in, "then comes marriage, then comes Remy with the baby carriage."
"Provided she doesn't accidentally kill you with the first kiss," John said before joining in Colossus's laughter.
"Shut your mouth and look for that ink cartridge," Remy growled. " The sooner we can get you a girl the better."
"Come on, Colossus, help us look," John told the Russian, noticing that he didn't seem to be interested in finding the ink cartridge.
"I refuse to wade in other people's junk," Colossus stated, crossing his arms.
"It's not junk, it's Remy's treasures!"
"Yes, but your germs are all over them."
"Remy's germs are clean germs."
"No, I refuse."
"Fine," John told him, taking a peek under Remy's bed. It was obviously where Gambit kept his dust bunny farm since there seemed to be nothing but dust, more dust, and items coated with dust."
"Look what Gambit found," Remy exclaimed holding out his hand to reveal a ball of white goo.
"What is that," Colossus asked.
"Sticky Tack," Gambit exclaimed. " Here, let Gambit show you." The Cajun quickly grabbed the nearest object, stuck it to the goo and in turn stuck it to Colossus's armor. "See, it is the very best thing to use when you want to stick something for all to see."
"Gambit, get back to work," John ordered from behind the television.
Colossus stared at the box Gambit had stuck to his chest with the Sticky Tack. "John," he started.
"Colossus, I'm kind of looking behind the television right now."
"But, John."
"That means I can't come to look at some artifact of Remy's that you now find so interesting," John quipped.
"But."
"What did I just tell you," John asked poking his head out from behind the television. "It's a miracle," John exclaimed as his eyes lit up, " you found the ink cartridge!"
"What did he do," Gambit asked, looking over his shoulder.
"He found the ink cartridge," John told him, coming out from behind the TV.
Gambit turned around to see for himself. Sure enough, Colossus had found the ink cartridge stuck to his chest with the Sticky Tack. "But, Gambit found that," the Cajun exclaimed.
"No you didn't," John told him. " Colossus was the one to find it."
"Only because I stuck it to his chest," Gambit exclaimed.
"How he found it doesn't really matter," John told him. " The point is that now I can print the flyers and get myself a muse."
" Of course, because this is all about you," Gambit spat.
"You bet your bo-staff it is. Now let's get going." ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Well, that's the end of the chapter; hope you liked it. I'll try to get the next chapter out soon. Don't forget to review since they bring joy and light into my day. =) Until next time.Bye!
My muse has returned! Aren't you happy?
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ "Man, this is going to be like Monty Python and the Holy Grail," Pyro commented when he saw the state of Gambit's room.
"Can I be 'Sir Not-Appearing-in-this-Film'," Colossus asked.
"No," Remy and John snapped.
"Gambit, just one question; when was the last time you cleaned this pit you call a room," John asked.
"Remy cleaned his room last week. Normally it is not in such a horrible state but Gambit couldn't find his James Bond soundtrack and had to find it so he could fall asleep at night. Unfortunately this forced Gambit to tear apart his room."
"Of course," John told him, glancing at an issue of People Magazine with Jennifer Love Hewitt on the cover, a section of her hair had been covered with white-out. "Um, Gambit, what's this," John asked, picking up the magazine and showing it to the Cajun.
"That? That's People Magazine."
"I can read the title, Gambit. I was wondering about the white-out."
"Oh. Gambit spilled white-out on the magazine when he was using it as a flat surface to write on."
John flipped through the magazine to find that every female within also had white-out dabbed in their hair. " You spilled white-out?"
"Oui."
"Really? May I ask how it got all over the inside and gravitated toward only women's hair?" Remy was speechless. "Ah-ha! I thought so. You like that X-girl. What's her name again, Remy?"
"I don't know what you're talking about," Remy stated, grabbing the magazine out of Pyro's hand and continuing his search for the ink cartridge so he could get his teammates out of his room.
"Her name is Rogue, is it not," Colossus asked. Remy remained silent.
"We'll take that as a yes," John told him, as he too took up the search. "Rogue and Remy sitting in a tree," John sang, " K-I-S-S-I-N-G."
"First comes love," Colossus chimed in, "then comes marriage, then comes Remy with the baby carriage."
"Provided she doesn't accidentally kill you with the first kiss," John said before joining in Colossus's laughter.
"Shut your mouth and look for that ink cartridge," Remy growled. " The sooner we can get you a girl the better."
"Come on, Colossus, help us look," John told the Russian, noticing that he didn't seem to be interested in finding the ink cartridge.
"I refuse to wade in other people's junk," Colossus stated, crossing his arms.
"It's not junk, it's Remy's treasures!"
"Yes, but your germs are all over them."
"Remy's germs are clean germs."
"No, I refuse."
"Fine," John told him, taking a peek under Remy's bed. It was obviously where Gambit kept his dust bunny farm since there seemed to be nothing but dust, more dust, and items coated with dust."
"Look what Gambit found," Remy exclaimed holding out his hand to reveal a ball of white goo.
"What is that," Colossus asked.
"Sticky Tack," Gambit exclaimed. " Here, let Gambit show you." The Cajun quickly grabbed the nearest object, stuck it to the goo and in turn stuck it to Colossus's armor. "See, it is the very best thing to use when you want to stick something for all to see."
"Gambit, get back to work," John ordered from behind the television.
Colossus stared at the box Gambit had stuck to his chest with the Sticky Tack. "John," he started.
"Colossus, I'm kind of looking behind the television right now."
"But, John."
"That means I can't come to look at some artifact of Remy's that you now find so interesting," John quipped.
"But."
"What did I just tell you," John asked poking his head out from behind the television. "It's a miracle," John exclaimed as his eyes lit up, " you found the ink cartridge!"
"What did he do," Gambit asked, looking over his shoulder.
"He found the ink cartridge," John told him, coming out from behind the TV.
Gambit turned around to see for himself. Sure enough, Colossus had found the ink cartridge stuck to his chest with the Sticky Tack. "But, Gambit found that," the Cajun exclaimed.
"No you didn't," John told him. " Colossus was the one to find it."
"Only because I stuck it to his chest," Gambit exclaimed.
"How he found it doesn't really matter," John told him. " The point is that now I can print the flyers and get myself a muse."
" Of course, because this is all about you," Gambit spat.
"You bet your bo-staff it is. Now let's get going." ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Well, that's the end of the chapter; hope you liked it. I'll try to get the next chapter out soon. Don't forget to review since they bring joy and light into my day. =) Until next time.Bye!