Another new person
In the morning,
"Will all staff, please report to the planning room," Professor X said over the intercom.
"Gambit will be back." Gambit said getting his feet off the desk and leaving the room.
"Are ve staff?" Kurt asked Evan.
"I'm not sure. Let's ask Shayna and Misty," Evan said to him. Evan turned toward Misty and Shayna. "Kurt wants to know if we're staff." Evan said.
"Hmmm. that's a toughie. What do you think Misty?" Shayna asked, overly sarcastic.
"Not sure, Shayna. Maybe I should think about that one for a while." Misty paused for a split second. "NO! We're not staff! Are you really that stupid? Wait a second. Don't answer that."
"Geez, Misty, no need to get so snappy," Kurt grumbled. "I vas just asking a question."
"She's always snappy, you idiot," Evan said, whacking Kurt on the arm.
Misty shot them both the "look of death", and they immediately changed the subject.
"So, Evan, uh." Kurt tried.
"Will the following students please report to the Planning Room," Professor X announced. "Misty Jonson, Shayna Tanner, Kurt Wagner, Evan Daniels, and Kitty Pride."
"Woo-hoo!" Kitty yelled. "This is, like, so gonna be a mission!"
"Here ve go." Kurt mumbled.
Kitty rambled on and on about the 'mission' all the way to the Planning Room. Everyone was about ready to choke her as they stepped through the door to the worried gazes of several faculty members.
Cyclops, in his I'm-not-a-suck-up-way, started off the meeting. "What's this all about, Professor?"
Misty leans closer to Shayna and talks behind her hand. "Suck up."
"I heard that, Misty," Jean said in Misty's head.
"Damn." Misty muttered, "There goes the fun."
"Heard that too," Jean replied.
"Get outta my head!" Misty thought.
"Misty, are you all right?" Shayna asked.
"We'll talk later," Misty said, nodding her head in Jean's direction.
"Oh," Shayna replied, understanding. She took a seat next to Gambit as the Professor launched into his speech on why they were all there.
"Now. We've found a woman. We believe her name is Wildcard. She won't come to the Institute willingly, so I've decided to send Gambit to bring her in."
"You're sending Gumbo?" Wolverine asked. "Shoulda saw that one coming."
"Hey!" Gambit said, slightly offended. "Gambit can bring 'er in!"
"Yeah," Rogue said, rolling her eyes, "that's what we're worried about, sugah."
"Well, any more questions from the board?" Scott asked.
Shayna raised her hand. "Will he be wearing pants?"
Gambit thumped her on the back of the head.
Kitty raised her hand and stood, but didn't say anything.
"Kitty, aren't you gonna say anything?" Kurt asked.
"I had a point, but the pants thing threw me all off. Oh yeah, I remember now. why are we sending Gambit?"
"Exactly my point," Wolverine added, "Why send Gumbo?"
"Why does everybody hate Gambit?" Gambit asked rhetorically.
"Gambit, nobody hates you," Jean said comfortingly.
"Yeah! I care about your pants," Shayna added with a smile.
*THUMP*
"OW!"
"Oops! Gambit really need to learn to control dis t'ing, eh, cherie?"
"Bite me, Gumbo," Shayna muttered.
Jean gave her the "shut up now" look.
"So, like I was saying," the Professor continued, "we're sending Gambit to apprehend the Wildcard. Would you like to go along, Shayna?"
"Huh?" Shayna asked, abandoning the hangnail she was messing with. "What'm I s'posed to do?"
"Come on, cherie, time for you to learn from da Master," Gambit said smugly.
"Who? Scott?" Shayna asked, just to piss Gambit off.
*THWACK*
"Great," Logan muttered, "Gumbo and Mini-gumbo. I thought the plan was to bring Wildcard in, not scare her away."
"Hey!" Shayna said offended. "I'm not Mini-gumbo. I'm a small clam chowder. And you're just mean, Mr. YOU!"
"Nice come back, Shayna," Misty whispered with an additional thumbs up.
"Well, I'm not the one who hangs out with Gumbo, now am I?" Wolverine growled.
"Well," Shayna said, standing, "If you'd get to know him, you just might like him. And you know what-" Wolverine flips out his claws. "-I'm going to sit down now." Shayna slinked back into her chair.
Misty opened her mouth to say something very mean and witty, but Shayna used her "Jedi" powers to make her forget what it was, making Misty very confused.
"Well, if y'all is done chit-chattin' maybe you could get back ta doin' your jobs," Rogue suggested.
"Good idea, chère," Gambit said standing. He looked at Shayna, who was mocking Rogue, and grabbed her ear. "Come on, chowder head."
Gambit and Shayna headed out the front door of the mansion. After walking around the grounds for about twenty minutes, Shayna happened upon a brown trench coat.
She held it up. "I'm guessing this is yours?"
"Gambit only got one," he said, showcasing his very lovely body.
Shayna gazed in wonder. After snapping out of it, she put 1 and. -1 together. "So it's hers then."
"Whose?" Gambit asked.
"That Wildcard person. Y'know, the one we're kinda lookin' for."
"Well," Gambit said, "Da femme will have to come back 'n get it, non?"
"Good plan, Gambit," Shayna said sarcastically, "And I suppose you're gonna sit here on this rock, holding the coat, and just wait for her to mosey on up to you. Then, you'll regale her of how great the Institute is and how great a guy you are. It can't fail, my dear!"
"Actually, Gambit was jus' plannin' on leaving it under a tree and then droppin' somet'in' on 'er."
"Even better! We'll kill her before we even get her in the building! It's the best plan you've had all day."
"You really t'ink a net will kill 'er, cherie?"
"Are you gonna charge it?"
"Nope."
"Okay, then, this plan may actually work."
After a few hours, Wildcard was still a no show.
"Gambit beginnin' to wonder if she even want dis back," Gambit mumbled.
"Are you as bored as I am?" Shayna asked, twiddling her thumbs.
"Yeah. wanna play cards?" Gambit asked with an evil grin crossing his face.
"One minor set back: your cards kill people."
"Not necessarily."
After about twenty hands.
"I win again!" Shayna yelled, jumping up to do her victory dance. for the twentieth time.
"Bon Dieu! How does Gambit lose at poker?!" Gambit yelled in desperation.
"I think maybe the 'Master' needs more practice," Shayna said raising her eyebrows.
"You wanna fail home ec?" Gambit asked as a few of his cards began to glow.
Shayna turns her next hand toward Gambit. "What is this?"
"Dat be a Royal Flush, cherie." His cards glowed brighter.
Shayna quickly glanced at her hand then to his. She grabbed his cards and switched them with hers. "OH, LOOK! A pair of three's! I fold!" She tossed the cards to the ground and kept the fake smile plastered on her face, so he wouldn't kill her.
Then there was a rustling behind the bushes.
"What was that?" Shayna asked jumping into Gambit's arms.
"Gambit don' know." He answered.
Then Wolverine jumped out.
"Oh it's just Wolverine, nottin' to be scared 'bout cherie." Gambit said to her.
She gave him a look that said are you saying what I think your saying?
"Never mind, forget Gambit ever said dat." He said to her.
She got out of his arms and onto the ground.
"What are you doing scaring people like that?" Shayna asked Wolverine.
"I'm not scarin' people I'm tryin' to track down that Wildcard." He said to them both.
"Okay." She said.
"Well, Gambit goin' inside and sittin' on a couch or somet'in'." He said.
"Okay, I'm gonna go in too." Shayna said leaving.
After three hours,
"What is that noise?" Jean asked.
"It sounds like a woman crying for help." Scott answered.
Wolverine walked in the door with a woman in a fireman's carry. She was kicking him in the face and screaming at him.
"Now, no need to get testy." Wolverine said.
"I just want my coat back. Can I have it please, I have important business to attend to." She said to them all.
"You can have your coat but first I have some questions for you." The Professor said inside her mind.
"GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!!" She screamed.
Then she suddenly changed into a panther, clawed Wolverine in the back, and took off running with the coat in her mouth. On her way out Misty grabbed her tail and she turned back into a human. Misty now was holding onto her hair.
"OW! Let go!" She yelled at Misty.
"Aw, it can't hurt that bad," Misty said.
"You'd be surprised," Kurt said.
So everyone sat down and then the Professor went into her mind and got all the information that he needed.
Gambit went over to her and asked,
"What your name, chère?"
"Why should I tell you?" She replied.
"Because, Gambit your friend. Gambit not gonna hurt you." Gambit said to her.
"We all know why he's not gonna hurt her." Rogue whispered to herself loud enough for Gambit to hear what she said.
Gambit turned to Rogue and gave a how-dare-you-give-away-my-secrets look. She just smiled and walked away to the kitchen.
"Well, you seem. ah, what the hell, my name is Jolie Simone." She said to him.
"Well, Gambit gonna show you 'round de building." Gambit said to her.
"Look at him pretending he owns the place." Misty said.
"How, why can he like her?" Shayna asked Misty.
"It's Gambit we're talkin' about here." Misty replied.
"True." Shayna said.
In the morning,
"Will all staff, please report to the planning room," Professor X said over the intercom.
"Gambit will be back." Gambit said getting his feet off the desk and leaving the room.
"Are ve staff?" Kurt asked Evan.
"I'm not sure. Let's ask Shayna and Misty," Evan said to him. Evan turned toward Misty and Shayna. "Kurt wants to know if we're staff." Evan said.
"Hmmm. that's a toughie. What do you think Misty?" Shayna asked, overly sarcastic.
"Not sure, Shayna. Maybe I should think about that one for a while." Misty paused for a split second. "NO! We're not staff! Are you really that stupid? Wait a second. Don't answer that."
"Geez, Misty, no need to get so snappy," Kurt grumbled. "I vas just asking a question."
"She's always snappy, you idiot," Evan said, whacking Kurt on the arm.
Misty shot them both the "look of death", and they immediately changed the subject.
"So, Evan, uh." Kurt tried.
"Will the following students please report to the Planning Room," Professor X announced. "Misty Jonson, Shayna Tanner, Kurt Wagner, Evan Daniels, and Kitty Pride."
"Woo-hoo!" Kitty yelled. "This is, like, so gonna be a mission!"
"Here ve go." Kurt mumbled.
Kitty rambled on and on about the 'mission' all the way to the Planning Room. Everyone was about ready to choke her as they stepped through the door to the worried gazes of several faculty members.
Cyclops, in his I'm-not-a-suck-up-way, started off the meeting. "What's this all about, Professor?"
Misty leans closer to Shayna and talks behind her hand. "Suck up."
"I heard that, Misty," Jean said in Misty's head.
"Damn." Misty muttered, "There goes the fun."
"Heard that too," Jean replied.
"Get outta my head!" Misty thought.
"Misty, are you all right?" Shayna asked.
"We'll talk later," Misty said, nodding her head in Jean's direction.
"Oh," Shayna replied, understanding. She took a seat next to Gambit as the Professor launched into his speech on why they were all there.
"Now. We've found a woman. We believe her name is Wildcard. She won't come to the Institute willingly, so I've decided to send Gambit to bring her in."
"You're sending Gumbo?" Wolverine asked. "Shoulda saw that one coming."
"Hey!" Gambit said, slightly offended. "Gambit can bring 'er in!"
"Yeah," Rogue said, rolling her eyes, "that's what we're worried about, sugah."
"Well, any more questions from the board?" Scott asked.
Shayna raised her hand. "Will he be wearing pants?"
Gambit thumped her on the back of the head.
Kitty raised her hand and stood, but didn't say anything.
"Kitty, aren't you gonna say anything?" Kurt asked.
"I had a point, but the pants thing threw me all off. Oh yeah, I remember now. why are we sending Gambit?"
"Exactly my point," Wolverine added, "Why send Gumbo?"
"Why does everybody hate Gambit?" Gambit asked rhetorically.
"Gambit, nobody hates you," Jean said comfortingly.
"Yeah! I care about your pants," Shayna added with a smile.
*THUMP*
"OW!"
"Oops! Gambit really need to learn to control dis t'ing, eh, cherie?"
"Bite me, Gumbo," Shayna muttered.
Jean gave her the "shut up now" look.
"So, like I was saying," the Professor continued, "we're sending Gambit to apprehend the Wildcard. Would you like to go along, Shayna?"
"Huh?" Shayna asked, abandoning the hangnail she was messing with. "What'm I s'posed to do?"
"Come on, cherie, time for you to learn from da Master," Gambit said smugly.
"Who? Scott?" Shayna asked, just to piss Gambit off.
*THWACK*
"Great," Logan muttered, "Gumbo and Mini-gumbo. I thought the plan was to bring Wildcard in, not scare her away."
"Hey!" Shayna said offended. "I'm not Mini-gumbo. I'm a small clam chowder. And you're just mean, Mr. YOU!"
"Nice come back, Shayna," Misty whispered with an additional thumbs up.
"Well, I'm not the one who hangs out with Gumbo, now am I?" Wolverine growled.
"Well," Shayna said, standing, "If you'd get to know him, you just might like him. And you know what-" Wolverine flips out his claws. "-I'm going to sit down now." Shayna slinked back into her chair.
Misty opened her mouth to say something very mean and witty, but Shayna used her "Jedi" powers to make her forget what it was, making Misty very confused.
"Well, if y'all is done chit-chattin' maybe you could get back ta doin' your jobs," Rogue suggested.
"Good idea, chère," Gambit said standing. He looked at Shayna, who was mocking Rogue, and grabbed her ear. "Come on, chowder head."
Gambit and Shayna headed out the front door of the mansion. After walking around the grounds for about twenty minutes, Shayna happened upon a brown trench coat.
She held it up. "I'm guessing this is yours?"
"Gambit only got one," he said, showcasing his very lovely body.
Shayna gazed in wonder. After snapping out of it, she put 1 and. -1 together. "So it's hers then."
"Whose?" Gambit asked.
"That Wildcard person. Y'know, the one we're kinda lookin' for."
"Well," Gambit said, "Da femme will have to come back 'n get it, non?"
"Good plan, Gambit," Shayna said sarcastically, "And I suppose you're gonna sit here on this rock, holding the coat, and just wait for her to mosey on up to you. Then, you'll regale her of how great the Institute is and how great a guy you are. It can't fail, my dear!"
"Actually, Gambit was jus' plannin' on leaving it under a tree and then droppin' somet'in' on 'er."
"Even better! We'll kill her before we even get her in the building! It's the best plan you've had all day."
"You really t'ink a net will kill 'er, cherie?"
"Are you gonna charge it?"
"Nope."
"Okay, then, this plan may actually work."
After a few hours, Wildcard was still a no show.
"Gambit beginnin' to wonder if she even want dis back," Gambit mumbled.
"Are you as bored as I am?" Shayna asked, twiddling her thumbs.
"Yeah. wanna play cards?" Gambit asked with an evil grin crossing his face.
"One minor set back: your cards kill people."
"Not necessarily."
After about twenty hands.
"I win again!" Shayna yelled, jumping up to do her victory dance. for the twentieth time.
"Bon Dieu! How does Gambit lose at poker?!" Gambit yelled in desperation.
"I think maybe the 'Master' needs more practice," Shayna said raising her eyebrows.
"You wanna fail home ec?" Gambit asked as a few of his cards began to glow.
Shayna turns her next hand toward Gambit. "What is this?"
"Dat be a Royal Flush, cherie." His cards glowed brighter.
Shayna quickly glanced at her hand then to his. She grabbed his cards and switched them with hers. "OH, LOOK! A pair of three's! I fold!" She tossed the cards to the ground and kept the fake smile plastered on her face, so he wouldn't kill her.
Then there was a rustling behind the bushes.
"What was that?" Shayna asked jumping into Gambit's arms.
"Gambit don' know." He answered.
Then Wolverine jumped out.
"Oh it's just Wolverine, nottin' to be scared 'bout cherie." Gambit said to her.
She gave him a look that said are you saying what I think your saying?
"Never mind, forget Gambit ever said dat." He said to her.
She got out of his arms and onto the ground.
"What are you doing scaring people like that?" Shayna asked Wolverine.
"I'm not scarin' people I'm tryin' to track down that Wildcard." He said to them both.
"Okay." She said.
"Well, Gambit goin' inside and sittin' on a couch or somet'in'." He said.
"Okay, I'm gonna go in too." Shayna said leaving.
After three hours,
"What is that noise?" Jean asked.
"It sounds like a woman crying for help." Scott answered.
Wolverine walked in the door with a woman in a fireman's carry. She was kicking him in the face and screaming at him.
"Now, no need to get testy." Wolverine said.
"I just want my coat back. Can I have it please, I have important business to attend to." She said to them all.
"You can have your coat but first I have some questions for you." The Professor said inside her mind.
"GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!!" She screamed.
Then she suddenly changed into a panther, clawed Wolverine in the back, and took off running with the coat in her mouth. On her way out Misty grabbed her tail and she turned back into a human. Misty now was holding onto her hair.
"OW! Let go!" She yelled at Misty.
"Aw, it can't hurt that bad," Misty said.
"You'd be surprised," Kurt said.
So everyone sat down and then the Professor went into her mind and got all the information that he needed.
Gambit went over to her and asked,
"What your name, chère?"
"Why should I tell you?" She replied.
"Because, Gambit your friend. Gambit not gonna hurt you." Gambit said to her.
"We all know why he's not gonna hurt her." Rogue whispered to herself loud enough for Gambit to hear what she said.
Gambit turned to Rogue and gave a how-dare-you-give-away-my-secrets look. She just smiled and walked away to the kitchen.
"Well, you seem. ah, what the hell, my name is Jolie Simone." She said to him.
"Well, Gambit gonna show you 'round de building." Gambit said to her.
"Look at him pretending he owns the place." Misty said.
"How, why can he like her?" Shayna asked Misty.
"It's Gambit we're talkin' about here." Misty replied.
"True." Shayna said.