Disclaimer: X-Men = Marvel's, Ilehana Xavier and Ori = Corrinth's, Golan =
Star's, Blaze and all other OCs = Lamby's
A/N: All reviews very much appreciated.
Scene 08
"Okay gang listen good!" Jonnie called from the DJ podium. "The rules for tonight are like this. You've all got your numbers. Principle Kelly, Miss Gallagher our lovely Maths teacher, and Miss Jones our PE instructor are the judges for the night. You hear your number called out by any of them, or by me, I'm afraid your out, so get your ugly backsides off the dance floor." Jonnie grinned to show he didn't mean the insult, but Mystique had to force it. "That's about it, so enjoy yourselves! Lets hit it!"
Music suddenly blared out loudly over the sound system, and a hundred couples moved in time with it. The judges let them all have one song, but then the numbers started coming thick and fast.
"109" Kelly's voice called out over the loud speaker. Scott glanced at the number on his arm, then back at Jean.
"I'm sorry Jean, I blew it didn't I?" Jean took his arm and led him gently from the dance floor through the crowds of teenagers.
"That's okay Scott. At least we're not the first X-Men to be disqualified." She tried to keep the disappointment from her voice, but Jean Grey wasn't used to losing.
"Actually, I think we are." Scott pointed out, but at the same moment one of the female judges announced, "46, the pair of you are laughing more than dancing!"
"Hey, you can't have everything!" Kurt cheerfully admitted defeat, leading his smiling girlfriend Amanda over to Scott and Jean.
"Will you look at Ray and Blaze go?" Scott pointed out, awe in his voice. "I didn't think dancing that well was even possible."
"You wouldn't." Jean teased, nudging her boyfriend with her hip and smiling. "Rogue and Gambit aren't doing to badly either, though it'd be nice if they could at least smile........."
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Most of the X-Men had long since been disqualified, and Kitty was shocked to find herself and Golan still going despite him not being the most natural dancer in the world. So what if Lance was here with someone else, she could still have fun, and Golan was obviously enjoying himself. Suddenly she stepped backwards only to find there wasn't a space and she crashed into someone, sending them both to the floor.
"Oh, sorry!" She apologised, getting to her knees.
"No problem." Lance replied, then realised who it was he was talking to. "Oh, Kitty, hi."
"Numbers 83 and 107, this is a dance contest not a social event." Kelly's voice droned over the loudspeaker.
"Now look what you've gone and done you clumsy oaf!" Lance's date glowered at Kitty, hands on her hips as both Shadowcat and Avalanche got to their feet. "You've gone and got us disqualified! I should just........."
"Leave her alone!" Lance stepped between Kitty and his advancing date. "It was an accident."
"Yeah I'll bet." The date replied sarcastically, turning to leave. "This date is so over Lance."
"No, Sam, wait........." Lance set off after her.
"Come Kitty." Golan took hold of her arm, his eyes sympathetic. "De X-men is better friends, Kitty and Golan should talk to dem now de dancing part is done........."
"I guess you're right." Kitty sighed. "Lets go find the others."
"Kitty!" Rogue grabbed her wrist as they walked past her and Gambit. "You gotta help me! Blaze is so trouncin' us!"
"What? No way Rogue, that's taking things a little too far!"
"Oh c'mon Kitty, you've done it before, just concentrate!" Rogue whipped off a glove and ever so briefly touched fingertips with Kitty. In an instant she knew all of Shadowcat's famous moves, and was smiling her thanks at a dazed looking Kitty. Golan took Kitty to sit down. "What are you just stood there for?" Rogue grinned up at Gambit. "This contest is totally, like, ours now!"
Gambit shrugged, smiled and began dancing again, very conscious that he looked like a dying chicken. Rogue was suddenly away, the change in her dancing style and even the way she spoke so like Shadowcat it was almost unreal. Abruptly, Gambit realised something. He stopped dancing. His brooding red-on-black eyes glanced from Rogue to Blaze, dancing like a girl possessed with Berserker. So it wasn't just powers or energies that Rogue stole when she touched somebody, but their whole personality......... Every memory, idea......... Every feeling?
"Well," Jonnie interrupted Gambit's train of thought as the last few remaining couples turned to look up at the DJ. "It looks like we've got our finalists people! I'd like to ask couples numbered 57, 28, 75, 130 and 118 to line up across the dance floor in that order. Yeah, that's right, ladies on one side, gentlemen on the other."
"What the heck is DJ-Jonnie playing at?" Blaze asked Berserker, who shrugged as they took their places at one end of the line. Quicksilver and his date had made it to the final too, second to the other end, whilst Remy and Rogue stood at the far side of them. Blaze didn't know the other two couples, or Quicksilver's date, but that was only to be expected.
"Cool." Jonnie exclaimed enthusiastically. "Now to shake things up a little, what d'you say people!" He raised his hands, beckoning the disqualified students to speak up. They cheered, clapping and wolf whistling even though none of them had a clue what was going on either. "You see back at my old school, we had a twist for the end of every dance contest. I don't wanna give first place to some guy whose girlfriend is totally covering for him!" More whoops and hollers from the crowd as Jonnie looked pointedly at Gambit. The Cajun folded his arms and wished the floor would swallow him up, but Jonnie had other things planned.
"So, if the redheaded young lady in the revealing black dress could take a step back?" Jonnie inquired sweetly. Blaze glanced about, noting how the crowd around them whispered and laughed amongst themselves, then did as she was told. "And now if all the other girls could scoot down one place, the redhead can rejoin her new dance partner at the top of the line?" Blaze suddenly realised exactly what was going on, this was all to split Rogue and Gambit up, maybe just for the night, maybe forever! Quicksilver did not look impressed as Rogue shifted down one place, the Southern girl scowling alternately at Pietro, Jonnie, Gambit and finally Blaze as she took her place. At the other end of the line, Berserker smiled at his new partner, a pretty little brunette called Eliza who looked back at him coyly.
"No way." Rogue put her hands on her hips to stop her from punching someone. "This isn't fair! What's Jonnie think he's playing at anyway?"
"Give it a rest, Rogue." Blaze told her teammate. "Seems his plan's been to split you and Remy up ever since he got to Bayville........."
"This ain't exactly my idea of fun, either." Quicksilver pointed out unnecessarily. "But there's no way I'm gonna be beat by one of you X- geeks," Blaze pulled a face at him. "And as for you," He turned to Gambit, "When my Father finds out that you're fraternising with the X-Men, he is gonna totally rip you to pieces!"
"Fraternising," Blaze cut in, pushing Remy away from the temptation to land a punch in Pietro's face with a hand to his chest. "That's four syllables, Pietro. I didn't realise you knew words that long."
"Places people!" Jonnie yelled, lifting a hand into the air. "Lets rock this town!"
A/N: All reviews very much appreciated.
Scene 08
"Okay gang listen good!" Jonnie called from the DJ podium. "The rules for tonight are like this. You've all got your numbers. Principle Kelly, Miss Gallagher our lovely Maths teacher, and Miss Jones our PE instructor are the judges for the night. You hear your number called out by any of them, or by me, I'm afraid your out, so get your ugly backsides off the dance floor." Jonnie grinned to show he didn't mean the insult, but Mystique had to force it. "That's about it, so enjoy yourselves! Lets hit it!"
Music suddenly blared out loudly over the sound system, and a hundred couples moved in time with it. The judges let them all have one song, but then the numbers started coming thick and fast.
"109" Kelly's voice called out over the loud speaker. Scott glanced at the number on his arm, then back at Jean.
"I'm sorry Jean, I blew it didn't I?" Jean took his arm and led him gently from the dance floor through the crowds of teenagers.
"That's okay Scott. At least we're not the first X-Men to be disqualified." She tried to keep the disappointment from her voice, but Jean Grey wasn't used to losing.
"Actually, I think we are." Scott pointed out, but at the same moment one of the female judges announced, "46, the pair of you are laughing more than dancing!"
"Hey, you can't have everything!" Kurt cheerfully admitted defeat, leading his smiling girlfriend Amanda over to Scott and Jean.
"Will you look at Ray and Blaze go?" Scott pointed out, awe in his voice. "I didn't think dancing that well was even possible."
"You wouldn't." Jean teased, nudging her boyfriend with her hip and smiling. "Rogue and Gambit aren't doing to badly either, though it'd be nice if they could at least smile........."
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Most of the X-Men had long since been disqualified, and Kitty was shocked to find herself and Golan still going despite him not being the most natural dancer in the world. So what if Lance was here with someone else, she could still have fun, and Golan was obviously enjoying himself. Suddenly she stepped backwards only to find there wasn't a space and she crashed into someone, sending them both to the floor.
"Oh, sorry!" She apologised, getting to her knees.
"No problem." Lance replied, then realised who it was he was talking to. "Oh, Kitty, hi."
"Numbers 83 and 107, this is a dance contest not a social event." Kelly's voice droned over the loudspeaker.
"Now look what you've gone and done you clumsy oaf!" Lance's date glowered at Kitty, hands on her hips as both Shadowcat and Avalanche got to their feet. "You've gone and got us disqualified! I should just........."
"Leave her alone!" Lance stepped between Kitty and his advancing date. "It was an accident."
"Yeah I'll bet." The date replied sarcastically, turning to leave. "This date is so over Lance."
"No, Sam, wait........." Lance set off after her.
"Come Kitty." Golan took hold of her arm, his eyes sympathetic. "De X-men is better friends, Kitty and Golan should talk to dem now de dancing part is done........."
"I guess you're right." Kitty sighed. "Lets go find the others."
"Kitty!" Rogue grabbed her wrist as they walked past her and Gambit. "You gotta help me! Blaze is so trouncin' us!"
"What? No way Rogue, that's taking things a little too far!"
"Oh c'mon Kitty, you've done it before, just concentrate!" Rogue whipped off a glove and ever so briefly touched fingertips with Kitty. In an instant she knew all of Shadowcat's famous moves, and was smiling her thanks at a dazed looking Kitty. Golan took Kitty to sit down. "What are you just stood there for?" Rogue grinned up at Gambit. "This contest is totally, like, ours now!"
Gambit shrugged, smiled and began dancing again, very conscious that he looked like a dying chicken. Rogue was suddenly away, the change in her dancing style and even the way she spoke so like Shadowcat it was almost unreal. Abruptly, Gambit realised something. He stopped dancing. His brooding red-on-black eyes glanced from Rogue to Blaze, dancing like a girl possessed with Berserker. So it wasn't just powers or energies that Rogue stole when she touched somebody, but their whole personality......... Every memory, idea......... Every feeling?
"Well," Jonnie interrupted Gambit's train of thought as the last few remaining couples turned to look up at the DJ. "It looks like we've got our finalists people! I'd like to ask couples numbered 57, 28, 75, 130 and 118 to line up across the dance floor in that order. Yeah, that's right, ladies on one side, gentlemen on the other."
"What the heck is DJ-Jonnie playing at?" Blaze asked Berserker, who shrugged as they took their places at one end of the line. Quicksilver and his date had made it to the final too, second to the other end, whilst Remy and Rogue stood at the far side of them. Blaze didn't know the other two couples, or Quicksilver's date, but that was only to be expected.
"Cool." Jonnie exclaimed enthusiastically. "Now to shake things up a little, what d'you say people!" He raised his hands, beckoning the disqualified students to speak up. They cheered, clapping and wolf whistling even though none of them had a clue what was going on either. "You see back at my old school, we had a twist for the end of every dance contest. I don't wanna give first place to some guy whose girlfriend is totally covering for him!" More whoops and hollers from the crowd as Jonnie looked pointedly at Gambit. The Cajun folded his arms and wished the floor would swallow him up, but Jonnie had other things planned.
"So, if the redheaded young lady in the revealing black dress could take a step back?" Jonnie inquired sweetly. Blaze glanced about, noting how the crowd around them whispered and laughed amongst themselves, then did as she was told. "And now if all the other girls could scoot down one place, the redhead can rejoin her new dance partner at the top of the line?" Blaze suddenly realised exactly what was going on, this was all to split Rogue and Gambit up, maybe just for the night, maybe forever! Quicksilver did not look impressed as Rogue shifted down one place, the Southern girl scowling alternately at Pietro, Jonnie, Gambit and finally Blaze as she took her place. At the other end of the line, Berserker smiled at his new partner, a pretty little brunette called Eliza who looked back at him coyly.
"No way." Rogue put her hands on her hips to stop her from punching someone. "This isn't fair! What's Jonnie think he's playing at anyway?"
"Give it a rest, Rogue." Blaze told her teammate. "Seems his plan's been to split you and Remy up ever since he got to Bayville........."
"This ain't exactly my idea of fun, either." Quicksilver pointed out unnecessarily. "But there's no way I'm gonna be beat by one of you X- geeks," Blaze pulled a face at him. "And as for you," He turned to Gambit, "When my Father finds out that you're fraternising with the X-Men, he is gonna totally rip you to pieces!"
"Fraternising," Blaze cut in, pushing Remy away from the temptation to land a punch in Pietro's face with a hand to his chest. "That's four syllables, Pietro. I didn't realise you knew words that long."
"Places people!" Jonnie yelled, lifting a hand into the air. "Lets rock this town!"