Chapter 5: Remy to Rogue's Rescue
When the trio returned from the "mall", X23 shoved all of her purchases into one big JC Penny bag and headed up to her room, while Logan had a little "conversation" with Kitty and Colossus.
"What happened to the bumper?!" questioned Logan as he caught sight of the sizable dent in the bumper.
"We like parked it, went shopping, had dinner, came back and it was like that," Kitty concocted quickly.
"Did you file a report with security?" asked Logan.
"Didn't think to do that, I'll go call them," said Kitty beating a hasty retreat.
Logan looked at Piotr, "You let her drive, didn't you?"
"Well..." Petey began, nervously rubbing the back of his neck.
"Don't worry about it," Logan reassured him, "Half-Pint can be very persuasive."
"Comrade, you have no idea," Piotr sighed as he handed the keys back to Wolverine.
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Well the Danger Room session went off without a hitch with both X23 and the Acolytes. By the time everyone hit the showers no one was happier than Wolverine. Not only did X23 have a great first run in the Danger Room, but it completely wore her out.
Logan couldn't help but grin to himself as he walked down with the motionless body of X23 slung over his shoulder. One of her arms dangled down the length his back. Her hair was still wet from the shower and left a trail of wet dots down the length of the hallway.
He put her down on the bed, pulled the covers over her and he leaned forward and lightly kissed her forehead. Then Logan got up and walked over to the door. He turned off the light and headed back to his room for the night.
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Meanwhile, Gambit was feeling much better and decided to go for a walk. But Gambit, being Gambit had an ulterior motive. Armed with nothing except the clothes on his back and power restricting pendant Magneto designed he went in search of Rogue. For what he convinced himself was for the sake of science-Wait...guys, c'mon who are we bs-ing? In truth, that's just what Remy was going to say if someone walked in on them.
That's right, Gambit had gone in search of Rogue to test if the power binding pendent was strong enough to cancel out her powers so he could work off some pent up tension after dealing with Hank for two days.
"Cher?" Gambit called playfully.
No answer.
Gambit headed up stairs.
"Chere?" he called as he nudged the door to Kitty and Rogue's room open with his staff.
He found her sitting on her bed with Kitty's laptop idly suffering the web.
"Cher," he called softly.
Rogue looked up, "What do you want, Swamp Rat?"
"Sheesh, Chere, Gambit tought you'd be happier to him den dis!" Remy pretended to take offense.
"Ah'm sorry, Sugah. Ah'm just tired." Rogue said yawning.
"What you be doin', Cher. Mebe Gambit can help, non?"
"If Ah let ya help, ya hafta promise not ta tell anyone," Rogue said sternly.
Remy held up his hand as though he were swearing an oath, "T'ieves honor."
"Alriaht," Rogue sighed, "Ah'm lookin' fer a place where Pyro and Wanda can get married, but get a good deal on the whole thing at the same time. Any suggestions?"
"Is dat all?" asked Gambit casually sauntering over to the bed.
"Wait-you knew about the weddin?!" Rogue was surprised.
"Who you tink helped Py pick out de ring?" asked Remy smugly.
Rogue frowned, "Well if yer so smart then where do you propose they get married?"
Gambit leaned over Rogue's shoulder and typed a few words into a search engine.
"Oh mah Gawd, it's perfect!" Rogue gasped, "It's-"
"De best place after N'Owlins!" said Remy.
(You honestly didn't think I was going to disclose the location at this stage in the story, did you?!)
"Ah've gotta hand it to ya, Sugah. You've out done yerself again." said Rogue stretching.
"Is Roguey, still tired?" asked Gambit.
"Yes," said Rogue yawning again, "Whahy?"
"To tired fo'-" Remy trailed off as he dangled the pendent Magneto made in front of Rogue's nose.
"Fiahne," Rogue sighed, "but yer on top this tiahme. Ah'm in no mood ta do all the work."
"Gambit wouldn't have it any otha way, Cher," Remy smirked as he fastened the pendent around Rogue's neck.
(Let's just give them some privacy)
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The echo of a toilet flushing down the hall could be heard as Kurt staggered back into his room on weak legs.
He flopped down on the bed and sent an evil glare towards the now crumpled magazine laying near the trashcan.
That article on edible underware was just too much for Kurt to stomach (Ok, ok bad pun, but I take 'em where I can get 'em!). Generally, Kurt would have just stuck to Remy's instructions just look at the pictures, but after half an hour of just flipping through the pages he got curious-Much to his detriment.
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In the medical lab Pyro was on his cell phone:
"Really? He said he'd recruit us right after the vows?-No, no, I'm on board if you are, Shi-er-Wanda.-Sounds like a plan and Mags still doesn't know, right?-Great, just checking-What? No, I'm not afraid, why?-CRICKEY HE KNOWS?!-You're just kiddin'? That's not funny!-Stop laughin'-Your sorry? Alright, I never could stay angry with you. I'll see you later. I love you too, bye." John hung up the phone.
Ah, young love.