Aro – "Erik take a seat on my lap..".... Actually.... yes.... I can see how that could have happened. Maybe FF is stealing some of my words, and I really wrote that!! Who knows!
M&M cookies! REALLY! Ill update REAL GOOD! Honest! Heh, yes dear.... You're Aro.
Yay, Romyness!
BOO! HOMEWORK! DOWN WITH HOMEWORK! Lucky me.... I don't get any.... the joys of being in collage!
Star-of-Chaos – Yep.... Poor Betsy. I love her really.... I just like being cruel to her.... same with Rogue actually.... Ah well.. .Cant help it. Nevermind. Besides, things are gonna get better for her, or I'll kick Warren's arse myself.
Yes dear, Jean WAS awake when it happened, I am GLAD to say..... Oh.... and be careful with the lighter.... Pyro.... possessive.... y'know....?
Ish – Ho-bag? LMFAO! Ho-bag..... He he he. Heh, Noooo scott doesn't have a stick up his arse..... anymore.... They had it surgically removed when Jean was frozen. You'll see..... heh....
Erik and Charles Eh? YOURE SICK! Lol. Yes..... more antics to come.... (More) beatings for Remy, things to burn for Pyro, Reasons for Lore to be scared, and MAYBE, just Maybe, Warren being nice to his wife!
DemonRogue13 – Woohoo! THANK YOU! Have a cookie! New Reviewers get cookies.... and I don't dare give those three Sugar....
ONWARD! While I kidnap Something Stan Lee likes and hold in ransom.
The dream was more like.... a very pleasant one, for Wanda, which made a change from the gripping nightmares she usually had. Maybe it was because she was curled up next to her brother, after they both had a nightmare. Odd really, how Twins could dream the same thing, and wake at the same time. Of course, he'd woken and gone home, to his sister. She needed him more than Katherine did.
Jean laughed, not noticing Robert move up behind her until her feet were frozen.
"You think you can stop me?" Jean laughed, not bothering to move, believing that she was stronger than al lof them put together. "You pathetic mortals!" The ice was upto her waist now, and she started to struggle. Robert concentrated more, increasing the stream of ice, not listening to Jean's plea's when she realised the ice was stronger than her. "How is this possible?" Only her head was left now. "I will NOT be defeated by Ice-boy! The Ice will melt, and YOU WILL PAY!"
"Oh Kurt, dear...." Kitty called, Smiling winningly at him, who was only too happy to have her attention. "Please 'port Jean and I back to the house.... My Room." Kurt nodded, sliding one arm around Kitty, and the other on Jean's frozen arm. The three disappeared in a puff of blue smoke.
At the house, Kurt looked at Kitty.
"Vat are you going to do vith her?" He asked, curious as to why he was bringing Jean here. "Ze freezer ist downstairs." Katherine smiled.
"I know. I'm not putting her in the freezer." Jean looked curious. "I'm going to put her somewhere where she WONT bother me again. I can't have her running around, ruining everything!" And with that, she pushed Jean into the wall and left her there. The ice would melt, but Jean still wouldn't be able to move. She was part of the wall now. Of course, being left as she was, half-phased, she couldn't move out of the wall, or use her gifts to pull herself out, and the best thing was.... she wouldn't die of starvation, or dehydration.
Dusting her hands off, Katherine placed a kiss on Kurt's cheek.
"Thank you sweetie."
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The soft knock on Betsy's door did nothing but earn an angry, and yet somehow, tear-filled;
"GET LOST!" Warren pushed the door open slowly, taking the time to study his wife, curled up in the middle of their bed, studying her wedding ring, not hiding the fact that she had been crying. The wet-patch on the bed where her tears has fallen was easily visible, leading him to believe she had only just stopped.
"Elizabeth?" he asked quietly, and entered the room, looking at his silent wife. "Have I done something wrong?" He winced. That was bad. He KNEW he had done something wrong.
"No." She whispered. It must have been her fault that he'd had to go to that secretary.... What had she done wrong?
"Bets.... Don't blame yourself." He sank down on the bed next to her. "I just.... I guess she was just there." She was a telepath, she'd know what he meant. "She just.... threw herself at me." She was still silent, so he continued. "I didn't mean for this to happen, and I didn't want to hurt you.... not ever. I feel.... Wretched." He touched her cheek, withdrawing his hand as she moved away from his touch. Okay, so maybe she was mad at him. "Are you mad at me?"
"Mad? What cause do I have to be mad at you for Warren? I only married you...." She was mad, it was showing in her voice as she got up, standing at the other side of the bed, facing him. Her voice dropped considerably. "I thought you loved me."
"Betsy, I DO love you." His voice was a lot quieter than hers. "I already told you...."
"You already told me what? I had to find out from Scott that you were screwing the secretary!"
"Keep your voice down Elizabeth!" He snapped, moving around the bed to her.
"NO, I WILL NOT!" She glared at him, stood only a metre from her now. "Did your wedding vows NOT mean anything to you?"
"Of course they did." He was a lot quieter, trying to coax her into being, to no avail.
"Then WHY would you go sleep with that whore of a secretary? Not interested in me anymore Warren? Then file for Divorce! I WILL NOT Stay with someone who has to screw their secretary.... What was it today.... Three times already?... Just so he can be in a good mood for his wife!"
"That's not it Betsy.... You're twisting things, like you always do! Everything has to be perfect in YOUR little world doesn't it?"
"Is that why you were so upset about me cancelling your make-believe appointments? Because you'd have to spend time with me, and not her?"
"At least I'm not screwing Summers!"
"Am I right, or am I right Warren?" They both finished speaking at the same time. Silence fell for a second, before a slap echoed through the room.
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"Johnny...." Lauren sighed. "Did you HAVE to set that on fire?"
"Sure did."
"Why?"
"Not done it before.... looks pretty don't it?"
"Sure John.... Sure...." He turned her to face him, as they walked down the street. He stopped, and pulled her to him gently, running his fingers through her hair.
"Lauren?"
"Yes Johnny?"
"You're beautiful Sheilah." She smiled, genuinely, and blushed slightly.
"You're not too bad yourself." He winked.
"I know, I'm a GOD!" He laughed, kissing her softly to stop any smart-remark she would make about him being a god.
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"Rem?"
"Yes Rogue?"
"Nothin'." He sat up and looked at her curiously.
"T'aint not'in Chere....'S never not'in', s' what b' wrong?"
"What makes yah thank it IS somethin'?"
"Dat b' de une t'ing Remy learned 'bout women from Tante Mattie." Rogue eye's widened and she jumped up.
"MATTIE! Ah forgot! Crap!" Remy blinked. "She's comin' fer dinner Cajun...." She reminded him.
"OH! Merde!" The two southerners got up, and started running, before stopping again. Remy looked sheepishly at Rogue and wrapped his arms around her.
In a puff of Dark-Purple smoke, they were gone.
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Rogue remembers people's powers, but after a while, they become part of her. Kurt is blue, Kurt's Bamf is blue.... Rogue's personality is a little darker, so its dark purple. Get it?
Will I update Double Trouble, More than a Feeling, or Split Apart next? Who knows! Probably MTAF actually.... I just got the end of my plot.. I remember what it was I was doing. Lol. (I know, I'm embarrassed.... I haven't updated since Feb!)
Sorry its short, and has no Erik-Charles in this bit... ROMY-ness next chappie!