"So, this David kid..." Logan started.
Rogue turned and looked at him lifting her left eyebrow wondering where he was going with this. She definitely left Meridian in higher spirits than when she came. Logan and David talked for a bit, which Rogue took as a good sign.
"What about him?" She asked.
"Don't do that with your eyebrow, kid. It freaks me out."
"Why? Does it remind you of anyone?"
"Yes, now stop it."
"Whatever you say, bub."
"You want to walk?"
"No." Rogue said, giggling, "I'll stop. You're just a big part of my personality. It's kind of hard not to act like you."
This took Logan by surprise.
"What do you mean?"
"Well every person I imprint stays with me. They mostly fade away, but certain things stay."
"Like what?"
"Well with you I know how to count cards, street fight; I now have a very colorful vocabulary, and the sudden urge to smoke."
"What did you get from Jean?"
"Not much other than a headache, a complete understanding of Shakespeare, and some images of Scott I wish would fade away."
That last comment made Logan wince, "Magneto?"
"I can kick the Professor's butt in chess."
"John?"
"Lighter tricks and cheesy pick up lines."
"Like what?"
Logan had pulled over at a gas station. He was preparing to get out of the car to pump some gas when Rogue stopped him. She was feeling the back of his shirt, mostly around his collar. Logan wasn't sure how to react to this.
"What are you doing?" He nervously asked. Why was she making him nervous? Why did the feeling of Rogue's silk covered fingers make his hair stand on end?
"Just checking your label." Her face was scrunched up as if she was looking for something, "Ah! Just what I thought." She leaned back in her sat smiling as if she found what she was looking for, "Made in Heaven."
Logan stared at her a look of absolute horror on his face. Rogue burst into laughter.
"How lame is that? Oh man, you should have seen your face!"
"He actually uses that?"
"Yes, isn't that sad?"
"Very."
"I'm going to go inside to use the rest room. I mean, it's not like that pick up line even works."
She got out of the car laughing, leaving Logan in the car stunned. He shook his head unbuckling his seat belt.
"Totally none effective." He muttered, not fully believing himself.
He after he paid for the gas the two set out again.
"You want to hear a line I used to use when I went bar hopping?" Logan asked, breaking the silence.
"Sure." Rogue said as she opened a bag of chips.
"Well, I'd go up to some woman I wanted to pick up and I'd go up to them and ask them if they had a mirror in their pocket because I could see myself in their pants."
"John uses that one, too. Here's one: if I told you that you had a nice body, would you hold it against me?"
The two laughed, but soon made the mistake of looking at each other. Their laughter stopped as they just gazed into each other's eyes. Those pesky butterflies returned to Rogue's stomach and Logan's heart beat a bit faster.
Rogue turned away quickly, her face hot from embarrassment.
"What about David? What did you get from him?"
"A deep passion for sports cars. Speaking of David, what did you want to talk about before?"
Logan thought for a moment, "Oh, how are things now with him?"
"Great. Really great. He gave me his cell number and his new e-mail address."
"You still like him, don't you?"
"I don't think you ever get over your first love, but I know we've both moved on."
Logan nodded.
"Hey, thanks for coming with me. You're a great friend, Logan."
He turned and faced Rogue, smiling.
"You're a great friend, too, kid."
Rogue sucked in her breath, gathering all of her strength, "Logan, I need to tell you something."
"What is it, kid?"
*Don't tell him, Rogue.* The Professor sternly ordered.
*I have to. I can't do this any more!* She yelled back. They were quickly approaching the mansion.
"Kid?" Logan asked her. Rogue didn't hear.
*You can and will. He must find out on his own.*
"Rogue!"
"What?!" She yelled aloud, "Oh, sorry. I was just having a headache."
"What did you want to tell me?"
"Nothing." She sighed, "We're here."
*~*~*
"Hey, how was it?" Scott asked as he walked into Rogue's room.
"Intense, but Logan helped me get through it." She replied as she unfolded her dress.
"How was Logan?" Scott picked up a pair of jeans and turned them right side out.
"He was the perfect gentleman."
Rogue took the jeans from him and put them in her pants drawer.
"Excuse me, but aren't those dirty?"
"I can wear them one more day."
Scott shook his head and picked up a shirt. He picked up the piece of paper that fell from it.
"Who's 'DLRPshader@aol.com' and why do you have his cell number?"
Rogue snatched the note away, "Why do you automatically think that it's a guy?"
"I was young once."
"It's David, alright?"
"David? You mean your ex-boyfriend?"
"Yes."
"What are you doing with his number and address?"
"We met again and started to talk. He doesn't blame me for what happened. I'm going to call him later."
"Ah, well, I'll leave you two alone." Scott said. A devilish grin was plastered on his face.
Rogue's mouth dropped, "Shut up, Scott! It'll just be a quick call."
"And I'm sure I don't want to be around for it. Things could get a little heated."
"Oh my God! You did not just say that!"
"I only speak the truth!"
Rogue whacked him with a pillow. Scott grabbed a stuffed animal and hit her back.
Bobby backed away from the closed door and walked down the hall running a shaky hand through his hair.
A/N: Well, I obviously have been introduced to the wonderful movie of 'A Night At The Roxbury'. All those pick up lines came from that glorious movie. Oh man, Chris Kattan is hysterical!
Anyway, on with the fic. I can totally see John using those lines at bars, and I can see a young Logan using them too. I thought they were funny, but then again, everything is funny at 11 pm. Hope you liked it. Rent 'A Night At The Roxbury'! If you have any other funny movie recommendations, I'd love to hear them. R/r!
Rogue turned and looked at him lifting her left eyebrow wondering where he was going with this. She definitely left Meridian in higher spirits than when she came. Logan and David talked for a bit, which Rogue took as a good sign.
"What about him?" She asked.
"Don't do that with your eyebrow, kid. It freaks me out."
"Why? Does it remind you of anyone?"
"Yes, now stop it."
"Whatever you say, bub."
"You want to walk?"
"No." Rogue said, giggling, "I'll stop. You're just a big part of my personality. It's kind of hard not to act like you."
This took Logan by surprise.
"What do you mean?"
"Well every person I imprint stays with me. They mostly fade away, but certain things stay."
"Like what?"
"Well with you I know how to count cards, street fight; I now have a very colorful vocabulary, and the sudden urge to smoke."
"What did you get from Jean?"
"Not much other than a headache, a complete understanding of Shakespeare, and some images of Scott I wish would fade away."
That last comment made Logan wince, "Magneto?"
"I can kick the Professor's butt in chess."
"John?"
"Lighter tricks and cheesy pick up lines."
"Like what?"
Logan had pulled over at a gas station. He was preparing to get out of the car to pump some gas when Rogue stopped him. She was feeling the back of his shirt, mostly around his collar. Logan wasn't sure how to react to this.
"What are you doing?" He nervously asked. Why was she making him nervous? Why did the feeling of Rogue's silk covered fingers make his hair stand on end?
"Just checking your label." Her face was scrunched up as if she was looking for something, "Ah! Just what I thought." She leaned back in her sat smiling as if she found what she was looking for, "Made in Heaven."
Logan stared at her a look of absolute horror on his face. Rogue burst into laughter.
"How lame is that? Oh man, you should have seen your face!"
"He actually uses that?"
"Yes, isn't that sad?"
"Very."
"I'm going to go inside to use the rest room. I mean, it's not like that pick up line even works."
She got out of the car laughing, leaving Logan in the car stunned. He shook his head unbuckling his seat belt.
"Totally none effective." He muttered, not fully believing himself.
He after he paid for the gas the two set out again.
"You want to hear a line I used to use when I went bar hopping?" Logan asked, breaking the silence.
"Sure." Rogue said as she opened a bag of chips.
"Well, I'd go up to some woman I wanted to pick up and I'd go up to them and ask them if they had a mirror in their pocket because I could see myself in their pants."
"John uses that one, too. Here's one: if I told you that you had a nice body, would you hold it against me?"
The two laughed, but soon made the mistake of looking at each other. Their laughter stopped as they just gazed into each other's eyes. Those pesky butterflies returned to Rogue's stomach and Logan's heart beat a bit faster.
Rogue turned away quickly, her face hot from embarrassment.
"What about David? What did you get from him?"
"A deep passion for sports cars. Speaking of David, what did you want to talk about before?"
Logan thought for a moment, "Oh, how are things now with him?"
"Great. Really great. He gave me his cell number and his new e-mail address."
"You still like him, don't you?"
"I don't think you ever get over your first love, but I know we've both moved on."
Logan nodded.
"Hey, thanks for coming with me. You're a great friend, Logan."
He turned and faced Rogue, smiling.
"You're a great friend, too, kid."
Rogue sucked in her breath, gathering all of her strength, "Logan, I need to tell you something."
"What is it, kid?"
*Don't tell him, Rogue.* The Professor sternly ordered.
*I have to. I can't do this any more!* She yelled back. They were quickly approaching the mansion.
"Kid?" Logan asked her. Rogue didn't hear.
*You can and will. He must find out on his own.*
"Rogue!"
"What?!" She yelled aloud, "Oh, sorry. I was just having a headache."
"What did you want to tell me?"
"Nothing." She sighed, "We're here."
*~*~*
"Hey, how was it?" Scott asked as he walked into Rogue's room.
"Intense, but Logan helped me get through it." She replied as she unfolded her dress.
"How was Logan?" Scott picked up a pair of jeans and turned them right side out.
"He was the perfect gentleman."
Rogue took the jeans from him and put them in her pants drawer.
"Excuse me, but aren't those dirty?"
"I can wear them one more day."
Scott shook his head and picked up a shirt. He picked up the piece of paper that fell from it.
"Who's 'DLRPshader@aol.com' and why do you have his cell number?"
Rogue snatched the note away, "Why do you automatically think that it's a guy?"
"I was young once."
"It's David, alright?"
"David? You mean your ex-boyfriend?"
"Yes."
"What are you doing with his number and address?"
"We met again and started to talk. He doesn't blame me for what happened. I'm going to call him later."
"Ah, well, I'll leave you two alone." Scott said. A devilish grin was plastered on his face.
Rogue's mouth dropped, "Shut up, Scott! It'll just be a quick call."
"And I'm sure I don't want to be around for it. Things could get a little heated."
"Oh my God! You did not just say that!"
"I only speak the truth!"
Rogue whacked him with a pillow. Scott grabbed a stuffed animal and hit her back.
Bobby backed away from the closed door and walked down the hall running a shaky hand through his hair.
A/N: Well, I obviously have been introduced to the wonderful movie of 'A Night At The Roxbury'. All those pick up lines came from that glorious movie. Oh man, Chris Kattan is hysterical!
Anyway, on with the fic. I can totally see John using those lines at bars, and I can see a young Logan using them too. I thought they were funny, but then again, everything is funny at 11 pm. Hope you liked it. Rent 'A Night At The Roxbury'! If you have any other funny movie recommendations, I'd love to hear them. R/r!
