A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in a while :[ It's took me forever to get off
my lazy butt and write the chapter in word so I could post it. Please
review and tell me if you want more! Even if I only get one request I will
try to write more, and I promise that I'll update sooner!!
Rogue sat outside on the back porch admiring the view. Bobby's backyard went straight into the woods. she loved wildlife, it was a great way to escape her life, which is what she was precisely what she was trying to do at the moment. She had no idea on how she was going to tell bobby that she couldn't and really didn't want to be his girlfriend. The only reason she had agreed in the first place was 1) that she felt sorry for him, since the day she met him and 2) she thought at the time that her one true love was dead. Now she knew that wasn't true, thanks to a letter she received 2 days ago. {This is gonna be hard} She thought to herself. all of a sudden she heard a loud thud to her left. Running over to where she heard the thud, she found Bobby's corpse lying in front of her. Her first thoughts were {Oh mah Gawd! that's nasty! ....wait, tha' means now ah don't havta break up wit' 'em!} Just then Logan ran outside, "What tha hell was that?!" Rogue spun around, "Uh, Bobby jumped out 'is window...Ah think..." Lifting an eyebrow he looked at her, "Yer boyfriend jumped out his window...ya think?" Rogue raised a finger to him, "He ain't mah boyfriend."
"Well yeah...he jumped out his window, darlin', sorta think 'im bein' dead an' all makes 'im an' ex.... Or somethin'. I ain't to sure." "Ugh! Ya know ah never said boyfriend, he did! did anybody not notice tha', or do they jus' not care?!" "I care, Cherie." Both Logan and Rogue turned around to come face to face with the person responsible for the death of Bobby. He stood completely at ease, leaning against the door frame. A smile the size of the 'Mississippi river' on plastered on his face.
"Remy!!" She ran over and threw her arms around the Cajun smooth talker. "Oh Gawd, Ah can't believe its really you, sugah!"
Remy wrapped his arms around her as tightly as he could. "qui, Mon Cherie, its Remy." Remy pulled back a slight to look Rogue in the eyes, "Chere, please, tell me that ya weren't really in love wit' dat condamnez fool?" Rogue laughed and her smile grew even bigger, if that was humanly possible. "No way sugah, ya tha only condemner fool for meh!" "Merci!" Just then they both heard a rather loud grunt behind them. Logan stood there with all of his claws unsheathed. "An jus' who would you be Bub?" Remy raised an eyebrow, "Da name's Gambit, Mon Ami." All Remy received in return was a deep growl. "Logan! stop tha' this instant!" Gambit smiled at him, "Qui Mon Ami, ya don't wanna make Mon Cherie angry, hein?"
Rogue looked back into his eyes, "Remy, ah suggest tha' ya listen ta ya own advice..." He gave her the best puppy dog eyes he could muster. "How come ah can never stay mad at ya?" "We be made for each other, chere." He said winking, she smiled back at him. Then turned back around besides the slight protest she heard come out of him. She faced Logan, Remy's arms still around her waist. "Logan, ah would like ya ta meet mah real boyfriend. Remy LeBeau." Logan just stared at the two in shock, complete with his mouth hanging open. "How do ya do Mon Ami?" Finally after few moments Logan spoke. "But I thought drake..." "Gawd no! Tha' only reason we where evah ta'gether was cause ah felt sorry for 'em when he asked meh out. an' secondly 'cause ah thought Remy here was dead." She turned her head just enough so that she could glare at him. "Yeah, I'm really sorry 'bout dat chere, but it ain't like I sat down an' decided 'hey why don't I pretend dat I'm dead.' Yeah dat sounds like somethin' I would do." He said while rolling his eyes. "Yeah, so ya say, sugah." Logan watched as the two argued with each other, but at the same time were flirting. He was baffled by what he saw, he just stood there.
A/N: So what do you guys think? Continue to write or destroy my computer for the terrible story I've created?
Rogue sat outside on the back porch admiring the view. Bobby's backyard went straight into the woods. she loved wildlife, it was a great way to escape her life, which is what she was precisely what she was trying to do at the moment. She had no idea on how she was going to tell bobby that she couldn't and really didn't want to be his girlfriend. The only reason she had agreed in the first place was 1) that she felt sorry for him, since the day she met him and 2) she thought at the time that her one true love was dead. Now she knew that wasn't true, thanks to a letter she received 2 days ago. {This is gonna be hard} She thought to herself. all of a sudden she heard a loud thud to her left. Running over to where she heard the thud, she found Bobby's corpse lying in front of her. Her first thoughts were {Oh mah Gawd! that's nasty! ....wait, tha' means now ah don't havta break up wit' 'em!} Just then Logan ran outside, "What tha hell was that?!" Rogue spun around, "Uh, Bobby jumped out 'is window...Ah think..." Lifting an eyebrow he looked at her, "Yer boyfriend jumped out his window...ya think?" Rogue raised a finger to him, "He ain't mah boyfriend."
"Well yeah...he jumped out his window, darlin', sorta think 'im bein' dead an' all makes 'im an' ex.... Or somethin'. I ain't to sure." "Ugh! Ya know ah never said boyfriend, he did! did anybody not notice tha', or do they jus' not care?!" "I care, Cherie." Both Logan and Rogue turned around to come face to face with the person responsible for the death of Bobby. He stood completely at ease, leaning against the door frame. A smile the size of the 'Mississippi river' on plastered on his face.
"Remy!!" She ran over and threw her arms around the Cajun smooth talker. "Oh Gawd, Ah can't believe its really you, sugah!"
Remy wrapped his arms around her as tightly as he could. "qui, Mon Cherie, its Remy." Remy pulled back a slight to look Rogue in the eyes, "Chere, please, tell me that ya weren't really in love wit' dat condamnez fool?" Rogue laughed and her smile grew even bigger, if that was humanly possible. "No way sugah, ya tha only condemner fool for meh!" "Merci!" Just then they both heard a rather loud grunt behind them. Logan stood there with all of his claws unsheathed. "An jus' who would you be Bub?" Remy raised an eyebrow, "Da name's Gambit, Mon Ami." All Remy received in return was a deep growl. "Logan! stop tha' this instant!" Gambit smiled at him, "Qui Mon Ami, ya don't wanna make Mon Cherie angry, hein?"
Rogue looked back into his eyes, "Remy, ah suggest tha' ya listen ta ya own advice..." He gave her the best puppy dog eyes he could muster. "How come ah can never stay mad at ya?" "We be made for each other, chere." He said winking, she smiled back at him. Then turned back around besides the slight protest she heard come out of him. She faced Logan, Remy's arms still around her waist. "Logan, ah would like ya ta meet mah real boyfriend. Remy LeBeau." Logan just stared at the two in shock, complete with his mouth hanging open. "How do ya do Mon Ami?" Finally after few moments Logan spoke. "But I thought drake..." "Gawd no! Tha' only reason we where evah ta'gether was cause ah felt sorry for 'em when he asked meh out. an' secondly 'cause ah thought Remy here was dead." She turned her head just enough so that she could glare at him. "Yeah, I'm really sorry 'bout dat chere, but it ain't like I sat down an' decided 'hey why don't I pretend dat I'm dead.' Yeah dat sounds like somethin' I would do." He said while rolling his eyes. "Yeah, so ya say, sugah." Logan watched as the two argued with each other, but at the same time were flirting. He was baffled by what he saw, he just stood there.
A/N: So what do you guys think? Continue to write or destroy my computer for the terrible story I've created?