Hey I'm so sorry its taken so long, I'm trying to write chapter five for Cant Get You Out of My Head, but its not going so well. I have all the ideas but I just cant write them out fast enough Not to mention I'm totally hooked on a story and I cant seem to write and read at the same time... oh well. I'll stop now and just let you read my fic, once again I'm sorry. I'll answer reviews down after the end of this chapter!
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Logan came by the house for the seventh day. They had been their for a week now. He needed to drop off some food an pick up Amara.
Inside the kids gathered to see the stuff. "Alright. Who bought the Apple Jacks? They Don't even taste like apples!" he exclaimed. He pulled out the boxy of Apple Jacks which had been cut open by a sharp knife, or Logan's adamanteum claws.
The others raised an eye-brow at Logan while Jamie said "We eat what le like?" Logan unpacked some other normal stuff.
"Pop tarts?! What the hell are Pop Tars?" He growled. "And Remy, no more asking for alcoholic beverages!" He yelled. Remy shrugged. Amara had given him some wine and beer from Logan's stash, so it was all good.
After Logan finished unpacking Amara and John had woken. John was cleaning Amara's cut tenderly, "Ow!" She winced as he put alcohol on her cut. John gave her a quick kiss on the lips.
"Its better to clean this bugger now before it gets infected... Their, is that better?" He asked, finished.
She nodded and john pulled her into his lap. "Don't worry, I'll get out of here soon and use the money to talk you to a fancy dinner and a movie." He told her.
"Really? Why?" Amara asked.
"Well, because I l-"
"Alright ya rugrats, ya get to come to the beach." Logan walked in. "The bus is ready so go get your bathing suits and get in. Amara, here, Ororo chose yours out for you." Logan said, handing Amara her red flamed bikini. She rushed off to get dressed.
Logan turend to John. "You better not hurt her, or else..." He left the threat hanging in the air.
"I'd rather die than hurt her." John replied calmly.
"Good, because if you do hurt her, death will be the thing you'll be beggin' for." With that Logan left and John walked up the stairs, slightly pale and nervous, to get dressed.
Good. Logan thought, He wasn't scared of me, he passed.
Logan walked into the T.V. room to find Remy ready in his swimming trunks, flip-flops, and a white towel hanging loosely around his neck. "Hey mon ami! Remy heard dat we goin' to da beach! Remy love da beach!" he said excitedly.
Logan growled, and figuring that this was as good as a time as any to scare all the boys in this house, said, "Lemme warn you, bub. You even think of hurting Rogue and you'll never be able to go to the beach again." He said. Logan made sure to to say exactly what he would do, it was better to let Remy use his wild imagination.
Remy sweat dropped as Logan walked out with a smirk.
Rogue came wandering into the T.V. room. She was wearing a bikini with a mesh cover up. She hld a bag containing a towel and her earrings. She didn't put her earrings on yet because they only worked for 1 hour. Then had do charge in the sun for another. The earrings wouldn't work for things like School, but at least she could have a few hours a day that she could touch things.
Remy smiled. "Ah Chére, how is it that you get more and more beautiful every time that I see you?" He asked smoothly. Rogue blushed.
"Whatevah, lets go. The bus is leavin'."
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This time Logan and Ororo drove the bus. It only took thirty loud minutes to drive. Ororo wouldn't let them sing '100 Bottles of Coke on the Wall.' So the kids started singing the Song that Never Ends. Logan tried to get Ororo to stop them, only to find that she was also singing along.
They arrived at the beach and got out and lathered sun tan lotion on their bodies. Rogue took off her mesh cover and put on her earrings. She was wearing a black bikini that had a belt on the waist. Remy reached out and stroked her cheek.
She flinched before remembering. "It feels so weird, fahnally bein' able to touch people without sucking the life out of them." She explained.
"I'm sure dat Chére will get used t'it." He assured her, "All y'need is a little... practice." he said with a flirtatious wink.
Wanda stepped out of the bus, wondering how she would ditch Todd this time. Then she saw a familiar mullet-head coming her way.
"Hey! I didn't know you guys would be here!" He said excitedly. Wanda smirked.
"Ah, the walking Richter-scale." she commented dryly.
"The one and only." He winked at her, she rolled her eyes.
"Hey, yo, what's the point of them getting rid of you when you keep coming back?" Todd asked, knowing that Wanda would spend the day with Lance instead of him.
"Besides, my Cuddle Bumpkins would much rather spend her time with me because I'm more kind, considerate, loving, caring, and much more adorable..." He looked up in time to watch Wanda and Lance walking away, hand-in-hand.
"Hey, yo! Not cool!" he yelled.
Kitty and Pietro ran off towards the water hand-in-hand. Kitty put her foot in the water to test it. "Geeze, its cold!" she shrieked, jumping back.
Pietro smirked and picked her up. He slung her carefully over his shoulder and walked into the water. Kitty climbed on his shoulders. Pietro chuckled and plucked her from his shoulders. Then he unceremoniously threw her in.
Kitty came up gasping and mad "PIETRO!!" She yelled . She splashed him with some water.
"Ahhh! Salt! I have salt in my eyes! Help!" Pietro shrieked. Kitty rushed over to him.
"Are you ok? I'm like, so sorry!" she said, hugging him.
Pietro looked up at her, perfectly fine, "Hey, it worked!" he said, wrapping his arms around her waist.
Kitty rolled her eyes as Pietro smirked and kissed her.
Rogue was waiting on the large towel that she and Remy had set up. Remy had gone to get a hot dog for himself... fifteen minutes ago... Rogue sighed, getting up. What could have taken him so long? Her question was soon answered.
She found Remy standing by the hot dog stand, flirting with two girls in small thong bikini's. The blond girl on his left smiled and asked Remy in a flirtatious voice, "So, what brings you here?"
Remy smirked, "I came here wit a bunch of friends." he said.
Rogue watched as the girl planted a kiss on Remy's cheek.
Rogue sighed and turned away, ignoring the tear that trickled down her cheek. "Figures." she muttered, walking back to her towel.
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Kitty saw Rogue sitting on her towel, hugging her knees. "Hey, Pietro, I'll be, like, right back." kitty said, going up to Rogue. He followed quietly.
"What's wrong?" She asked tentatively, Rogue sometimes tended to be like a volcano when she was mad, you never knew when it was safe to approach her.
"Nothen'" she replied bitterly.
"Puh-lease! HonestlyRoguedoyouthinkwebelievethat? Justtellus,wecanhelp!" Pietro said quickly.
Rogue looked up at them, tears threatening to fall. "Ah saw -him- flirtin' with some other girls at the hot dog stand!" she said.
Kitty gasped. "Whatajerk! I'dneverdothattoyouPrettyKitty." Pietro said matter-of-factly. He was quickly silenced by a glare from Kitty.
"Don't worry Rouge, he's just a jerk!" Kitty comforted. Kurt was walking over now. When he heard what happened he was furious.
He teleported to Remy, who now had the girls flirting with im, trying to take his glasses off (He was wearing them to cover his eyes, which are so kawaii ^.^).
"Like, C'mon! Lemme see, just a peek? What color are they? Brown, blue, or maybe hazel!" Remy was holding her hands to try and stop her.
"Try red. It hurts lookin' at such a pretty fille fo' so long!" He said. The girls giggled.
Kurt blew up. He was headed straight for Remy. The girls gasped and jumped out of the way. Kurt was pleased at the look of shock on Remy's face before he slammed his fist into it.
There were two muffled cracks. One of Remy's glasses being shattered, the second one, of his nose breaking. "Wat was dat fo'?" Remy asked confused.
"For hurting my schwester (A/N: that is 'sister' in German, right?)!" he said, kicking him down to the sand.
Remy took out a card and was about to charge it when something clicked, "Wait, how did Remy hurt Chére?" He asked, blood starting to trickle out of his injured nose.
"You mean you haven't figured it out yet you idiot?!" Kurt yelled. Remy slowly got up and, trying to ignore the throbbing pain in his nose, took out his staff.
"Why don't you make this easier for the both of us and just tell me?" he asked, starting to twirl his bostaff. Kurt BAMFed behind him and wrapped his tail around Remy's hand, making him drop the staff.
Remy whipped around and tried to throw an exploding card at Kurt, but he BAMFed out of the way in time. " Fine, I'll tell you. You hurt her by cheating on her you scumbag!" he yelled.
Passing tourists had, by now, either moved -far- from the two mutants, or were creating a circle around them. "What?!" Remy asked, apparantly that punch to the face had made his brain slow down.
"Let me spell it out for you. YOU Y-O-U were flirting with OTHER O-T-H-E-R girls. ROGUE R-O-G-U-E say you! Now she's crying because she thought you LOVED L-O-V-E-D her!" Kurt yelled, his accent (Which I am not even attempting to do) getting stronger.
"But Remy -does- love Chére!" This really pissed Kurt off. How could he just thow her away like that and say that he still loves her?
Kurt body slammed Remy. No use, he had abs of steel, so it had the same affect as a cat running into an elephant. While Kurt was trying to clear his dizzy head, Remy ran off.
Remy ran and saw rogue. He ran to her and was about to make it when someone BAMFed in front of him, knocking him to the ground. "Get off, Kurt, I need to talk to Rogue." Remy said.
"Oh? And what do you think you could possibly say that she would believe? She was -just- starting to really trust you! That's what guys like you are all about, building up trust and then breaking it along with her heart." Kurt ranted.
"Kurt let me talk to him." Rogue said behind him. Kurt turned around.
Remy looked at Rogue, who in turn, purposefully avoided his eyes. Remy really effed up dis time. he thought solemnly.
"Rogue, no! He's jerk and doesn't even deserve to talk to you!" Kurt argued, but he stepped aside.
"Thanks Kurt, Ah'll be back in five." Rogue started walking to the shoreline. Remy quickly followed.
Remy couldn't stand the silence, Rogue wouldn't speak. Why won't she talk? he thought in mental anguish. He clutched his fists in determination, Remy guess he'll have to speak first. he sighed.
Rogue smirked inside. Good, she was making him think, almost torturing him with the silence. She saw him clutch his fists and sigh, About time he started talking.
"Chére-" he started.
"Don't call meh that." she growled.
Well she cant be -that- angry, she isn't talking in her super-sweet southern voice.. he sighed. "Fine, Rouge, I'm sorry. I Don't know why I did that, and I'll understand if you never want to talk to me again." he told her.
"Good. Because Ah Don't plan to." Rogue told him.
"Ch- Rogue it was an expression. I'm sorry that I hurt you. I was.. I guess.. I Don't konw! I Don't know what in de hell I was t'inkin'! Won't you -please- forgive me?" he begged.
"Oh yea Ah'm just gonna forgive yah for flirtin' with two girls, and lettin' one kiss yah?! Puh-lease."
"Chére, please, I love you!" Remy knew Rogue was furious, now she -was- talking in her super sweet southern voice.
"Yah really exxpect meh to believe yah, Don't yah? Well Remy LeBeau, Ah hate yah!" She then took the two earrings from her pocket and threw them at Remy.
The rose earrings bounced off of Remy and to the sand. Rogue stormed off, tears welling up in her eyes.
Remy sighed and bent down to carefully pick up the earrings, they were now broken. Remy sat down and pocketed teh earrings. He threw a shell into the water. "Shit Remy, y've dug y'self a big ass hole dis time, and Remy not sure he can git out."
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The ride back home was long and quiet. You could practically see the electric bolts of tension in the air.
Rogue and Rmey were sitting as far apart from eachother as they possibly could. (Only because Rogue kept moving whenever Remy tried to sit down near her.)
"John, shouldn't you go talk to Remy?" Amara asked.
"Nah. Your leavin after they drop us off. I wanna spend time with you." he said.
"You should, besides, I'm gonna go talk to Rogue."
"So, we're gonna be the match makers?" Pyro asked.
"Yup."
"Ok, but you should go talk to Remy, give him some female advice, and I'll talk to the Sheila, and -try- to explain how Remy's poor excuse for a mind works."
They slid out of their seats and went to do their stuff.
Amara slid into the seat next to Remy. "Go 'way." he murmured, staring out the window.
"I think you should talk about it." Amara started, "Why did you do it?"
Remy glared at her. "I Don't -know- why I did that! It was like I totally forgot about her, but that's impossible, I would -never- forget about Chére... But I did..." He put his head in his hands.
Then he looked up and raised his hands to the heavens. "WHY ARE YOU TESTING ME THIS WAY!?!?"
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Little did Remy know that someone above heard him. She smirked as she looked down at the moving Greyhound bus below. No, she wasn't God, or Aphrodite. It was none other than our favorite *cough*not*cough* little Miss Perfect!
Jean smirked. "What a perfect plan, that will teach Rogue to flirt with Scott! Remy -conveniently- forgot about Rogue and -conveniently- decided to start flirting with the girls..." Jean chuckled. "Perfect, she'll never try and take my Scottie away from me again.
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"Rogue, you have t'excuses 'im. Its just a bloke thing." John tried to explain.
"OH, so all guys cheat on the girls they told them they loved?" She remarked coldly.
"Um...Well...Yes..I mean no...Gah! I guess Remy's always been a weird bloke... a -very- weird one." Pyro admitted.
"Oh? And that immediately gives him permission to flirt and kiss other girls?" Rogue asked.
"Er... No, y-no, ummm. GOD! Could you two just make up so that we can get on with our lives?! Your gonna get back together anyway so better now than later!" John yelled, going back to his seat.
Amara came back and returned to her seat. "Itts hopeless, no one's gonna get them back together except themselves." Amara sighed.
John put his arm around her and she leaned her head on his shoulder. "Yea, I just hope that block-head has some -very- good tricks up his sleeve..."
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WAHHHHH that was soo hard to write, but I had to. Whats Romy without a few bumps in the road? No one left this chapter... Someone will next time I promise! Ok, so vote out of these people.
Rogue John
Remy Pietro
Kurt Kitty
Wanda
Haha, eight pages! beat that! lol R&R PLEASE!!!
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Logan came by the house for the seventh day. They had been their for a week now. He needed to drop off some food an pick up Amara.
Inside the kids gathered to see the stuff. "Alright. Who bought the Apple Jacks? They Don't even taste like apples!" he exclaimed. He pulled out the boxy of Apple Jacks which had been cut open by a sharp knife, or Logan's adamanteum claws.
The others raised an eye-brow at Logan while Jamie said "We eat what le like?" Logan unpacked some other normal stuff.
"Pop tarts?! What the hell are Pop Tars?" He growled. "And Remy, no more asking for alcoholic beverages!" He yelled. Remy shrugged. Amara had given him some wine and beer from Logan's stash, so it was all good.
After Logan finished unpacking Amara and John had woken. John was cleaning Amara's cut tenderly, "Ow!" She winced as he put alcohol on her cut. John gave her a quick kiss on the lips.
"Its better to clean this bugger now before it gets infected... Their, is that better?" He asked, finished.
She nodded and john pulled her into his lap. "Don't worry, I'll get out of here soon and use the money to talk you to a fancy dinner and a movie." He told her.
"Really? Why?" Amara asked.
"Well, because I l-"
"Alright ya rugrats, ya get to come to the beach." Logan walked in. "The bus is ready so go get your bathing suits and get in. Amara, here, Ororo chose yours out for you." Logan said, handing Amara her red flamed bikini. She rushed off to get dressed.
Logan turend to John. "You better not hurt her, or else..." He left the threat hanging in the air.
"I'd rather die than hurt her." John replied calmly.
"Good, because if you do hurt her, death will be the thing you'll be beggin' for." With that Logan left and John walked up the stairs, slightly pale and nervous, to get dressed.
Good. Logan thought, He wasn't scared of me, he passed.
Logan walked into the T.V. room to find Remy ready in his swimming trunks, flip-flops, and a white towel hanging loosely around his neck. "Hey mon ami! Remy heard dat we goin' to da beach! Remy love da beach!" he said excitedly.
Logan growled, and figuring that this was as good as a time as any to scare all the boys in this house, said, "Lemme warn you, bub. You even think of hurting Rogue and you'll never be able to go to the beach again." He said. Logan made sure to to say exactly what he would do, it was better to let Remy use his wild imagination.
Remy sweat dropped as Logan walked out with a smirk.
Rogue came wandering into the T.V. room. She was wearing a bikini with a mesh cover up. She hld a bag containing a towel and her earrings. She didn't put her earrings on yet because they only worked for 1 hour. Then had do charge in the sun for another. The earrings wouldn't work for things like School, but at least she could have a few hours a day that she could touch things.
Remy smiled. "Ah Chére, how is it that you get more and more beautiful every time that I see you?" He asked smoothly. Rogue blushed.
"Whatevah, lets go. The bus is leavin'."
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This time Logan and Ororo drove the bus. It only took thirty loud minutes to drive. Ororo wouldn't let them sing '100 Bottles of Coke on the Wall.' So the kids started singing the Song that Never Ends. Logan tried to get Ororo to stop them, only to find that she was also singing along.
They arrived at the beach and got out and lathered sun tan lotion on their bodies. Rogue took off her mesh cover and put on her earrings. She was wearing a black bikini that had a belt on the waist. Remy reached out and stroked her cheek.
She flinched before remembering. "It feels so weird, fahnally bein' able to touch people without sucking the life out of them." She explained.
"I'm sure dat Chére will get used t'it." He assured her, "All y'need is a little... practice." he said with a flirtatious wink.
Wanda stepped out of the bus, wondering how she would ditch Todd this time. Then she saw a familiar mullet-head coming her way.
"Hey! I didn't know you guys would be here!" He said excitedly. Wanda smirked.
"Ah, the walking Richter-scale." she commented dryly.
"The one and only." He winked at her, she rolled her eyes.
"Hey, yo, what's the point of them getting rid of you when you keep coming back?" Todd asked, knowing that Wanda would spend the day with Lance instead of him.
"Besides, my Cuddle Bumpkins would much rather spend her time with me because I'm more kind, considerate, loving, caring, and much more adorable..." He looked up in time to watch Wanda and Lance walking away, hand-in-hand.
"Hey, yo! Not cool!" he yelled.
Kitty and Pietro ran off towards the water hand-in-hand. Kitty put her foot in the water to test it. "Geeze, its cold!" she shrieked, jumping back.
Pietro smirked and picked her up. He slung her carefully over his shoulder and walked into the water. Kitty climbed on his shoulders. Pietro chuckled and plucked her from his shoulders. Then he unceremoniously threw her in.
Kitty came up gasping and mad "PIETRO!!" She yelled . She splashed him with some water.
"Ahhh! Salt! I have salt in my eyes! Help!" Pietro shrieked. Kitty rushed over to him.
"Are you ok? I'm like, so sorry!" she said, hugging him.
Pietro looked up at her, perfectly fine, "Hey, it worked!" he said, wrapping his arms around her waist.
Kitty rolled her eyes as Pietro smirked and kissed her.
Rogue was waiting on the large towel that she and Remy had set up. Remy had gone to get a hot dog for himself... fifteen minutes ago... Rogue sighed, getting up. What could have taken him so long? Her question was soon answered.
She found Remy standing by the hot dog stand, flirting with two girls in small thong bikini's. The blond girl on his left smiled and asked Remy in a flirtatious voice, "So, what brings you here?"
Remy smirked, "I came here wit a bunch of friends." he said.
Rogue watched as the girl planted a kiss on Remy's cheek.
Rogue sighed and turned away, ignoring the tear that trickled down her cheek. "Figures." she muttered, walking back to her towel.
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Kitty saw Rogue sitting on her towel, hugging her knees. "Hey, Pietro, I'll be, like, right back." kitty said, going up to Rogue. He followed quietly.
"What's wrong?" She asked tentatively, Rogue sometimes tended to be like a volcano when she was mad, you never knew when it was safe to approach her.
"Nothen'" she replied bitterly.
"Puh-lease! HonestlyRoguedoyouthinkwebelievethat? Justtellus,wecanhelp!" Pietro said quickly.
Rogue looked up at them, tears threatening to fall. "Ah saw -him- flirtin' with some other girls at the hot dog stand!" she said.
Kitty gasped. "Whatajerk! I'dneverdothattoyouPrettyKitty." Pietro said matter-of-factly. He was quickly silenced by a glare from Kitty.
"Don't worry Rouge, he's just a jerk!" Kitty comforted. Kurt was walking over now. When he heard what happened he was furious.
He teleported to Remy, who now had the girls flirting with im, trying to take his glasses off (He was wearing them to cover his eyes, which are so kawaii ^.^).
"Like, C'mon! Lemme see, just a peek? What color are they? Brown, blue, or maybe hazel!" Remy was holding her hands to try and stop her.
"Try red. It hurts lookin' at such a pretty fille fo' so long!" He said. The girls giggled.
Kurt blew up. He was headed straight for Remy. The girls gasped and jumped out of the way. Kurt was pleased at the look of shock on Remy's face before he slammed his fist into it.
There were two muffled cracks. One of Remy's glasses being shattered, the second one, of his nose breaking. "Wat was dat fo'?" Remy asked confused.
"For hurting my schwester (A/N: that is 'sister' in German, right?)!" he said, kicking him down to the sand.
Remy took out a card and was about to charge it when something clicked, "Wait, how did Remy hurt Chére?" He asked, blood starting to trickle out of his injured nose.
"You mean you haven't figured it out yet you idiot?!" Kurt yelled. Remy slowly got up and, trying to ignore the throbbing pain in his nose, took out his staff.
"Why don't you make this easier for the both of us and just tell me?" he asked, starting to twirl his bostaff. Kurt BAMFed behind him and wrapped his tail around Remy's hand, making him drop the staff.
Remy whipped around and tried to throw an exploding card at Kurt, but he BAMFed out of the way in time. " Fine, I'll tell you. You hurt her by cheating on her you scumbag!" he yelled.
Passing tourists had, by now, either moved -far- from the two mutants, or were creating a circle around them. "What?!" Remy asked, apparantly that punch to the face had made his brain slow down.
"Let me spell it out for you. YOU Y-O-U were flirting with OTHER O-T-H-E-R girls. ROGUE R-O-G-U-E say you! Now she's crying because she thought you LOVED L-O-V-E-D her!" Kurt yelled, his accent (Which I am not even attempting to do) getting stronger.
"But Remy -does- love Chére!" This really pissed Kurt off. How could he just thow her away like that and say that he still loves her?
Kurt body slammed Remy. No use, he had abs of steel, so it had the same affect as a cat running into an elephant. While Kurt was trying to clear his dizzy head, Remy ran off.
Remy ran and saw rogue. He ran to her and was about to make it when someone BAMFed in front of him, knocking him to the ground. "Get off, Kurt, I need to talk to Rogue." Remy said.
"Oh? And what do you think you could possibly say that she would believe? She was -just- starting to really trust you! That's what guys like you are all about, building up trust and then breaking it along with her heart." Kurt ranted.
"Kurt let me talk to him." Rogue said behind him. Kurt turned around.
Remy looked at Rogue, who in turn, purposefully avoided his eyes. Remy really effed up dis time. he thought solemnly.
"Rogue, no! He's jerk and doesn't even deserve to talk to you!" Kurt argued, but he stepped aside.
"Thanks Kurt, Ah'll be back in five." Rogue started walking to the shoreline. Remy quickly followed.
Remy couldn't stand the silence, Rogue wouldn't speak. Why won't she talk? he thought in mental anguish. He clutched his fists in determination, Remy guess he'll have to speak first. he sighed.
Rogue smirked inside. Good, she was making him think, almost torturing him with the silence. She saw him clutch his fists and sigh, About time he started talking.
"Chére-" he started.
"Don't call meh that." she growled.
Well she cant be -that- angry, she isn't talking in her super-sweet southern voice.. he sighed. "Fine, Rouge, I'm sorry. I Don't know why I did that, and I'll understand if you never want to talk to me again." he told her.
"Good. Because Ah Don't plan to." Rogue told him.
"Ch- Rogue it was an expression. I'm sorry that I hurt you. I was.. I guess.. I Don't konw! I Don't know what in de hell I was t'inkin'! Won't you -please- forgive me?" he begged.
"Oh yea Ah'm just gonna forgive yah for flirtin' with two girls, and lettin' one kiss yah?! Puh-lease."
"Chére, please, I love you!" Remy knew Rogue was furious, now she -was- talking in her super sweet southern voice.
"Yah really exxpect meh to believe yah, Don't yah? Well Remy LeBeau, Ah hate yah!" She then took the two earrings from her pocket and threw them at Remy.
The rose earrings bounced off of Remy and to the sand. Rogue stormed off, tears welling up in her eyes.
Remy sighed and bent down to carefully pick up the earrings, they were now broken. Remy sat down and pocketed teh earrings. He threw a shell into the water. "Shit Remy, y've dug y'self a big ass hole dis time, and Remy not sure he can git out."
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The ride back home was long and quiet. You could practically see the electric bolts of tension in the air.
Rogue and Rmey were sitting as far apart from eachother as they possibly could. (Only because Rogue kept moving whenever Remy tried to sit down near her.)
"John, shouldn't you go talk to Remy?" Amara asked.
"Nah. Your leavin after they drop us off. I wanna spend time with you." he said.
"You should, besides, I'm gonna go talk to Rogue."
"So, we're gonna be the match makers?" Pyro asked.
"Yup."
"Ok, but you should go talk to Remy, give him some female advice, and I'll talk to the Sheila, and -try- to explain how Remy's poor excuse for a mind works."
They slid out of their seats and went to do their stuff.
Amara slid into the seat next to Remy. "Go 'way." he murmured, staring out the window.
"I think you should talk about it." Amara started, "Why did you do it?"
Remy glared at her. "I Don't -know- why I did that! It was like I totally forgot about her, but that's impossible, I would -never- forget about Chére... But I did..." He put his head in his hands.
Then he looked up and raised his hands to the heavens. "WHY ARE YOU TESTING ME THIS WAY!?!?"
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Little did Remy know that someone above heard him. She smirked as she looked down at the moving Greyhound bus below. No, she wasn't God, or Aphrodite. It was none other than our favorite *cough*not*cough* little Miss Perfect!
Jean smirked. "What a perfect plan, that will teach Rogue to flirt with Scott! Remy -conveniently- forgot about Rogue and -conveniently- decided to start flirting with the girls..." Jean chuckled. "Perfect, she'll never try and take my Scottie away from me again.
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"Rogue, you have t'excuses 'im. Its just a bloke thing." John tried to explain.
"OH, so all guys cheat on the girls they told them they loved?" She remarked coldly.
"Um...Well...Yes..I mean no...Gah! I guess Remy's always been a weird bloke... a -very- weird one." Pyro admitted.
"Oh? And that immediately gives him permission to flirt and kiss other girls?" Rogue asked.
"Er... No, y-no, ummm. GOD! Could you two just make up so that we can get on with our lives?! Your gonna get back together anyway so better now than later!" John yelled, going back to his seat.
Amara came back and returned to her seat. "Itts hopeless, no one's gonna get them back together except themselves." Amara sighed.
John put his arm around her and she leaned her head on his shoulder. "Yea, I just hope that block-head has some -very- good tricks up his sleeve..."
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WAHHHHH that was soo hard to write, but I had to. Whats Romy without a few bumps in the road? No one left this chapter... Someone will next time I promise! Ok, so vote out of these people.
Rogue John
Remy Pietro
Kurt Kitty
Wanda
Haha, eight pages! beat that! lol R&R PLEASE!!!