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Rogue had never been much of a morning person at the institute. In fact her reputation for doing bodily harm to others in the morning had grown widely throughout the institute. However, when she woke up early the first day in New Orleans, she was pleasantly happy. She jumped right out of bed, got out some frozen waffles for the kiddies, and even got dressed. Sort of. Then, in a moment of inspiration she decided to see if any mail had arrived. So she left the apartment to go to the lobby area, where the mail boxes were kept. When she got there she had a sudden desire to get up early every single morning, at least for the next month. There in front of the mailboxes, was the form of Remy Lebeau, for once without his trench coat, and only wearing a pair of comfy looking pants. Rogue's eyes traveled over his lean body and sexy back, down to his lovely derriere. Never had she been greeted with such a pleasant sight in the morning.
Suddenly, Remy turned around and when he saw Rogue without her makeup, and her locks framing her angelic face, he broke into a characteristic smirk.
"Well, bonjour mon cherie, such a lov'ly sight ta see in da mornin', wit such a belle smile on yo face."
Realizing that the sight of Remy had brought another smile to her face, Rogue quickly covered it up with a scowl. She had been smiling far too much lately.
"Shut up swamp rat, it's too early in the damn mornin' ta have ta listen' ta you."
With that she quickly turned around, without the mail, and went upstairs, unwittingly giving Remy a sight equal to what he had given her earlier. However, as she got back in the elevator, and the doors closed after her, she couldn't help but smile again as she recalled the morning greeting.
A/N: I feel horrible, after all this time and I am only giving you all a poor excuse for a chapter! I am sorry a million times. I don't know what I want to do with this story! Do you want more fluff? More plot? Problems? Romance? Tell me!!! Please!!!!!!!!!!
Rogue had never been much of a morning person at the institute. In fact her reputation for doing bodily harm to others in the morning had grown widely throughout the institute. However, when she woke up early the first day in New Orleans, she was pleasantly happy. She jumped right out of bed, got out some frozen waffles for the kiddies, and even got dressed. Sort of. Then, in a moment of inspiration she decided to see if any mail had arrived. So she left the apartment to go to the lobby area, where the mail boxes were kept. When she got there she had a sudden desire to get up early every single morning, at least for the next month. There in front of the mailboxes, was the form of Remy Lebeau, for once without his trench coat, and only wearing a pair of comfy looking pants. Rogue's eyes traveled over his lean body and sexy back, down to his lovely derriere. Never had she been greeted with such a pleasant sight in the morning.
Suddenly, Remy turned around and when he saw Rogue without her makeup, and her locks framing her angelic face, he broke into a characteristic smirk.
"Well, bonjour mon cherie, such a lov'ly sight ta see in da mornin', wit such a belle smile on yo face."
Realizing that the sight of Remy had brought another smile to her face, Rogue quickly covered it up with a scowl. She had been smiling far too much lately.
"Shut up swamp rat, it's too early in the damn mornin' ta have ta listen' ta you."
With that she quickly turned around, without the mail, and went upstairs, unwittingly giving Remy a sight equal to what he had given her earlier. However, as she got back in the elevator, and the doors closed after her, she couldn't help but smile again as she recalled the morning greeting.
A/N: I feel horrible, after all this time and I am only giving you all a poor excuse for a chapter! I am sorry a million times. I don't know what I want to do with this story! Do you want more fluff? More plot? Problems? Romance? Tell me!!! Please!!!!!!!!!!