The next morning, all of the girls (and the guys, but who cares about
them?) were eating breakfast after their D.R. session. The doorbell rang
unexpectedly. Ororo answered it/ The Prof. wheeled out of the kitchen a
minute later, having heard Storm's mental confusion and request for
assistance. Soon he rolled back into the room, Ororo close behind him.
"Students, we have a new recruit," he announced. "You'll never guess who."
Scott made a mental note to cut down the Professor's pixie-stick intake (which he soon "forgot").
Ororo rolled her eyes and told someone to come on in.
A few girls choked on their milk/juice/coffee/whatever. Kitty dropped her spoon. Rogue slammed her head into the table and left it there. Tabitha whistled and laughed with joy. Roberto excused himself from the table.
The adults looked at them like they might have just gotten their minds taken over by Mesmero or something.
"I, like, totally forgot!" Kitty said all of a sudden. "I have to go help network the computer lab. Jean, will you drive me?"
Jean nodded her head, grabbing at the really pathetic excuse and T.K.ed her purse to her. Eventually, all the girls except for Rogue, Rahne, Jubilee, and Tabitha got a quick ride to the high school. The left-behinds, minus Tabby, dreaded having to talk to Remy.
The guys were confused about the girls behavior. Scott was apprehensive, to say the least, but he wasn't freaking out.
"O-kay, so um..." Bobby asked what was on everybody's mind, "why are you here?"
"Decided Magneto was evil, an' genecidin' de poor humans was wrong, an'...." He decided to screw it and grinned. "I needed mo' female in'eraction an' dis was de place t' get it," he admitted.
The Professor put his head in his hand and rolled his eyes. That wasn't exactly the reason he wanted to have broadcasted to the younger boys who were already to hormonal for their own good.
"Female interaction, huh?" Tabitha asked, smirking. "There are a couple of us who could help you there."
Ororo said the girl's name warningly. Jubilee and Rahne scurried out, not even bothering to give an excuse. Rogue tried to follow them, but Tabby blocked her way.
"Hey, Rogue! Don't you have something you need to return to our new teammate?"
"Why would Ah have somethin' o' his?" she asked. [Ah am so gonna get ya fo' this, Tabby.]
"I do seem t' be missin' an undershirt," Remy said, pretending to ponder.
"Why would Rogue have your undershirt?" Ororo asked.
"Yeah, why would Ah have ya undershirt, swamp rat?" on under her shirt from Hot Topic.
Tabitha and Remy both smirked at her. Rogue felt cornered, so she groped for a good excuse to get her out of there. Hell, any excuse would do.
"Damn. Look at the time. Ah said Ah'd... go an' clap erasers at school," she said, going around Tabitha to the back door, grabbing her backpack on the way out. "Ah'll be late comin' home, too. Ah'm donatin' mah spleen f' research."
She slammed the door behind her.
"Something happened that I should know about, didn't it?" Scott asked. He had that weird feeling that he'd forgotten something important. (Jean's powers were able to make him forget, but she couldn't handle double-think yet.)
Scott spent all day trying to figure out what he'd forgotten. Rogue spent all day agonizing about Remy; and occasionally smelling his shirt. Remy spent his day looking around the Institute.
Rogue watched the other girls squirm during lunch. She herself was a little leary about what Remy was going to say about the night before. But then she realized how dumb this was. Why should she care what he thinks of her? She got through the rest of the day not at all perturbed about what Remy was thinking of her.
That lasted until she actually got back to the institute. She arrived before the rest of the female students because they all suddenly had things to do after school. The only legit one was Tabitha, who had a doctor's appointment.
Since Rogue was the only one home, and still in possession of his wife beater, Remy naturally flirted with her.
"Come on, Rogue, y' can' tell me dat y' didn' enjoy de show."
"Ah plead the fi'th." "Which is as good as sayin' guilty," he said.
She tried to walk out of the kitchen with the Vanilla Coke she'd gone in to get in the first place. Remy blocked her way, leaning against the door jam. It was such a practiced pose, Rogue had to roll her eyes.
"Pu-leeze. An' jus' how long ya plannin' on stayin'?" she asked. "Long enough tah find our strengths an' weaknesses, then back tah Magneto? Or, even bettah, outta our lives f' good."
"Haven' decided yet," he shrugged. "Why doan y' try t' convice me t' stay?"
"Only in yo wildest dreams, swamp rat," she pushed himout of the way and went into the hall.
"And in yours, chere," he called after her, almost like a curse.
Rogue rolled her eyes, not bothering to respond to that. She went up to her room to do her homework. She sat cross-legged on her bed and put on her headphones to listen to a CD Risty- er, Mom while she'd been passing herself off as her best friend had lent her. Still, just because the giver was a biotch, didn't mean Rogue had to punish Ani.
During one really hard geometry proof combined with a good song that she really liked, Rogue started to mess with Remy's wife beater, running it through her fingers unconsciously.
Tabitha, Kitty, Roberto, and Amara were in the doorway watching her and trying not to laugh too loud. Rogue heard them anyway and spun around to see them. They finally let loose and busted out laughing.
"I knew you had the shirt," Tabitha gasped out, "but I didn't know you had it on!"
"Ah'll kill you if ya tell!"
"Oh, Gaaambiiiit!" Kittly called down the hall teasingly.
Rogue launched herself off of her bed and went for the people in the door. They scrambled. She went after Kitty first. Luckily, Shadowcat had a secret weapon.
A/N: I don't own Coke or Ani DiFranco, or anything else that I don't own. Maybe some day. See you next time.
"Students, we have a new recruit," he announced. "You'll never guess who."
Scott made a mental note to cut down the Professor's pixie-stick intake (which he soon "forgot").
Ororo rolled her eyes and told someone to come on in.
A few girls choked on their milk/juice/coffee/whatever. Kitty dropped her spoon. Rogue slammed her head into the table and left it there. Tabitha whistled and laughed with joy. Roberto excused himself from the table.
The adults looked at them like they might have just gotten their minds taken over by Mesmero or something.
"I, like, totally forgot!" Kitty said all of a sudden. "I have to go help network the computer lab. Jean, will you drive me?"
Jean nodded her head, grabbing at the really pathetic excuse and T.K.ed her purse to her. Eventually, all the girls except for Rogue, Rahne, Jubilee, and Tabitha got a quick ride to the high school. The left-behinds, minus Tabby, dreaded having to talk to Remy.
The guys were confused about the girls behavior. Scott was apprehensive, to say the least, but he wasn't freaking out.
"O-kay, so um..." Bobby asked what was on everybody's mind, "why are you here?"
"Decided Magneto was evil, an' genecidin' de poor humans was wrong, an'...." He decided to screw it and grinned. "I needed mo' female in'eraction an' dis was de place t' get it," he admitted.
The Professor put his head in his hand and rolled his eyes. That wasn't exactly the reason he wanted to have broadcasted to the younger boys who were already to hormonal for their own good.
"Female interaction, huh?" Tabitha asked, smirking. "There are a couple of us who could help you there."
Ororo said the girl's name warningly. Jubilee and Rahne scurried out, not even bothering to give an excuse. Rogue tried to follow them, but Tabby blocked her way.
"Hey, Rogue! Don't you have something you need to return to our new teammate?"
"Why would Ah have somethin' o' his?" she asked. [Ah am so gonna get ya fo' this, Tabby.]
"I do seem t' be missin' an undershirt," Remy said, pretending to ponder.
"Why would Rogue have your undershirt?" Ororo asked.
"Yeah, why would Ah have ya undershirt, swamp rat?" on under her shirt from Hot Topic.
Tabitha and Remy both smirked at her. Rogue felt cornered, so she groped for a good excuse to get her out of there. Hell, any excuse would do.
"Damn. Look at the time. Ah said Ah'd... go an' clap erasers at school," she said, going around Tabitha to the back door, grabbing her backpack on the way out. "Ah'll be late comin' home, too. Ah'm donatin' mah spleen f' research."
She slammed the door behind her.
"Something happened that I should know about, didn't it?" Scott asked. He had that weird feeling that he'd forgotten something important. (Jean's powers were able to make him forget, but she couldn't handle double-think yet.)
Scott spent all day trying to figure out what he'd forgotten. Rogue spent all day agonizing about Remy; and occasionally smelling his shirt. Remy spent his day looking around the Institute.
Rogue watched the other girls squirm during lunch. She herself was a little leary about what Remy was going to say about the night before. But then she realized how dumb this was. Why should she care what he thinks of her? She got through the rest of the day not at all perturbed about what Remy was thinking of her.
That lasted until she actually got back to the institute. She arrived before the rest of the female students because they all suddenly had things to do after school. The only legit one was Tabitha, who had a doctor's appointment.
Since Rogue was the only one home, and still in possession of his wife beater, Remy naturally flirted with her.
"Come on, Rogue, y' can' tell me dat y' didn' enjoy de show."
"Ah plead the fi'th." "Which is as good as sayin' guilty," he said.
She tried to walk out of the kitchen with the Vanilla Coke she'd gone in to get in the first place. Remy blocked her way, leaning against the door jam. It was such a practiced pose, Rogue had to roll her eyes.
"Pu-leeze. An' jus' how long ya plannin' on stayin'?" she asked. "Long enough tah find our strengths an' weaknesses, then back tah Magneto? Or, even bettah, outta our lives f' good."
"Haven' decided yet," he shrugged. "Why doan y' try t' convice me t' stay?"
"Only in yo wildest dreams, swamp rat," she pushed himout of the way and went into the hall.
"And in yours, chere," he called after her, almost like a curse.
Rogue rolled her eyes, not bothering to respond to that. She went up to her room to do her homework. She sat cross-legged on her bed and put on her headphones to listen to a CD Risty- er, Mom while she'd been passing herself off as her best friend had lent her. Still, just because the giver was a biotch, didn't mean Rogue had to punish Ani.
During one really hard geometry proof combined with a good song that she really liked, Rogue started to mess with Remy's wife beater, running it through her fingers unconsciously.
Tabitha, Kitty, Roberto, and Amara were in the doorway watching her and trying not to laugh too loud. Rogue heard them anyway and spun around to see them. They finally let loose and busted out laughing.
"I knew you had the shirt," Tabitha gasped out, "but I didn't know you had it on!"
"Ah'll kill you if ya tell!"
"Oh, Gaaambiiiit!" Kittly called down the hall teasingly.
Rogue launched herself off of her bed and went for the people in the door. They scrambled. She went after Kitty first. Luckily, Shadowcat had a secret weapon.
A/N: I don't own Coke or Ani DiFranco, or anything else that I don't own. Maybe some day. See you next time.