Sorry, I know its short, but college! I want sleep!!
I don't own the X-men, but Remy, now Remy don't be shy......
Chap: the great Miami pimp
By the end of the day, Kurt was more than happy to get back to the mansion. He'd been groped twice during lunch and had almost gotten detention for giving the first one a black eye and the other a left cross that sent the boy flying into a trash can. However, his new friends from Choir were doing their best to try and brush the guys off before they could reach him.
Kurt had been extremely grateful for their help. The boy was seriously considering going into the class next semester despite his awful voice. Those girls were wonderful! (The fact that most of them were pretty hot had nothing to do with it. No, no.)
He also now understood why women went to the bathroom in packs. Every guy on earth has wondered at least once why they do that, and what on earth they were doing in there. Well now he knew. It was a defense mechanism. Really! This way, no guy could corner them and give them grief without her friends coming to help.
It was also a great excuse to swap make-up and for clothing repair. The Delphis twins, while meaning well, had tried to learn his secret for getting just the right amount of blush on his cheekbones. He mentally gaped in horror. Girls were asking him for make-up tips! He brushed them off with saying it was all Jean's work, (and technically it was.)
What had almost given him a nosebleed from blushing was when a random girl asked if he had a spare tampon. He stammered out a horrified no while other girls went rummaging through their assorted purses and backpacks.
The following periods were History, Biology II, Spanish, and Health. Kurt decided he was going to fear Health. His class was about to have that wonderful course on Sex Ed., and it appeared that since he was technically a girl, he would have to take the women's class. Oh joy.
At the end of the day, he had sighed in happy relief as the bell rang. Walking out to the parking lot, he just knew he was going to have trouble. Scott almost didn't let him in the car, but Kitty persuaded him by threatening to have Jean put him in the back seat and letting her drive. Not wanting to see his entire life flash beofre his eyes, Cyclops agreed. Just as Kristina was getting in, Lance drove by with Todd and Pietro in his jeep. "Nice ass, babe!" Pietro called out as Lance whistled.
Kurt glared bloody murder at them driving away while Scott laughed. "I feel better now," he chuckled. "Wait till they find out who's under there. Just picture the look on their faces." That last statement made Kurt feel a little better as he settled in the car.
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Evan was practically dancing by the time they got back home. He'd been waiting all day, hearing juicy rumors and gossip about the hot chick from Germany. "So?! What was it like?"
Kurt almost told the truth—"You guys have got to look at this!" Jean crowed. She and Kitty had hooked the camera up to the computer screen to enhance the pictures and were showing them off. "Look at Scott's face!"
"Jean!" the poor man wailed, "Leave me some dignity!"
"Why? This is much more fun!" She laughed. "Ooh, look, look! This is the one Rhane caught of Todd in his underpants!"
"Aahgg!! My eyes, my eyes!" Sam moaned out. "They burn!" Roberto and Ray were laughing till the tears came, gasping out, "Look at his face! Priceless!"
"Here's the one from Choir!" Kitty shouted.
"Um, Kitty, about that one"–Jean started to say before the display came on.
Kurt perked up. "Oh hey, let me see." He took one look at the screen and froze. There he was, with dozens of pretty girls hanging on him. He was grinning at the camera like the Cheshire Cat, each arm around a Delphis twin.
And he was in all his blue furred glory.
Everybody stared. "Uh, Kitty? Where's his hologram?" Bobby said nervously.
"I don't understand. Why didn't it photograph?" Kitty said with confusion.
"Got to admit, that's a killer picture," Evan said softly. He grinned, "I mean, look at him. He'd make a great Miami pimp! Fur, women, and platform shoes, man!"
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I'd be more than happy with any ideas you guys can give me. Hope you all like it, please review!!
I don't own the X-men, but Remy, now Remy don't be shy......
Chap: the great Miami pimp
By the end of the day, Kurt was more than happy to get back to the mansion. He'd been groped twice during lunch and had almost gotten detention for giving the first one a black eye and the other a left cross that sent the boy flying into a trash can. However, his new friends from Choir were doing their best to try and brush the guys off before they could reach him.
Kurt had been extremely grateful for their help. The boy was seriously considering going into the class next semester despite his awful voice. Those girls were wonderful! (The fact that most of them were pretty hot had nothing to do with it. No, no.)
He also now understood why women went to the bathroom in packs. Every guy on earth has wondered at least once why they do that, and what on earth they were doing in there. Well now he knew. It was a defense mechanism. Really! This way, no guy could corner them and give them grief without her friends coming to help.
It was also a great excuse to swap make-up and for clothing repair. The Delphis twins, while meaning well, had tried to learn his secret for getting just the right amount of blush on his cheekbones. He mentally gaped in horror. Girls were asking him for make-up tips! He brushed them off with saying it was all Jean's work, (and technically it was.)
What had almost given him a nosebleed from blushing was when a random girl asked if he had a spare tampon. He stammered out a horrified no while other girls went rummaging through their assorted purses and backpacks.
The following periods were History, Biology II, Spanish, and Health. Kurt decided he was going to fear Health. His class was about to have that wonderful course on Sex Ed., and it appeared that since he was technically a girl, he would have to take the women's class. Oh joy.
At the end of the day, he had sighed in happy relief as the bell rang. Walking out to the parking lot, he just knew he was going to have trouble. Scott almost didn't let him in the car, but Kitty persuaded him by threatening to have Jean put him in the back seat and letting her drive. Not wanting to see his entire life flash beofre his eyes, Cyclops agreed. Just as Kristina was getting in, Lance drove by with Todd and Pietro in his jeep. "Nice ass, babe!" Pietro called out as Lance whistled.
Kurt glared bloody murder at them driving away while Scott laughed. "I feel better now," he chuckled. "Wait till they find out who's under there. Just picture the look on their faces." That last statement made Kurt feel a little better as he settled in the car.
)(*^&%*&$*^$
Evan was practically dancing by the time they got back home. He'd been waiting all day, hearing juicy rumors and gossip about the hot chick from Germany. "So?! What was it like?"
Kurt almost told the truth—"You guys have got to look at this!" Jean crowed. She and Kitty had hooked the camera up to the computer screen to enhance the pictures and were showing them off. "Look at Scott's face!"
"Jean!" the poor man wailed, "Leave me some dignity!"
"Why? This is much more fun!" She laughed. "Ooh, look, look! This is the one Rhane caught of Todd in his underpants!"
"Aahgg!! My eyes, my eyes!" Sam moaned out. "They burn!" Roberto and Ray were laughing till the tears came, gasping out, "Look at his face! Priceless!"
"Here's the one from Choir!" Kitty shouted.
"Um, Kitty, about that one"–Jean started to say before the display came on.
Kurt perked up. "Oh hey, let me see." He took one look at the screen and froze. There he was, with dozens of pretty girls hanging on him. He was grinning at the camera like the Cheshire Cat, each arm around a Delphis twin.
And he was in all his blue furred glory.
Everybody stared. "Uh, Kitty? Where's his hologram?" Bobby said nervously.
"I don't understand. Why didn't it photograph?" Kitty said with confusion.
"Got to admit, that's a killer picture," Evan said softly. He grinned, "I mean, look at him. He'd make a great Miami pimp! Fur, women, and platform shoes, man!"
***&&&^^^
I'd be more than happy with any ideas you guys can give me. Hope you all like it, please review!!