Chapter 6: Kurt's Brush with Death!
The next morning Hank released Py and a very relaxed Remy from the med lab. Hank figured they were pretty much back to normal, well as normal as any two male mutants their age could be.
"Well boys, don't be strangers," said Hank opening the door.
"Don' worry Hank, wid Remy's track record we prob'ly gonna meet up again sometime soon."
"And that, Mr. LeBeau is exactly what I'm preoccupied about, said Hank as the boys walked into the hall.
When they reached the main hall St. John looked over at Remy and said, "C'mon, mate, I need you to be the look out while I pack."
"Get Petey to do it, homme. Remy's got some unfinished business wid Blue Boy."
"Alright then," said Py, "but be sure to stop by Wanda's later."
"You got it, Py" Gambit assured him.
"Great, see ya later, mate," said John heading for the door.
"See ya," said Gambit as he headed up the main stairwell.
On the second floor Remy began his search for Kurt's room. It didn't take much deduction to realize the floor was split into two sections: boys and girls. Remy took a right instead of the usual left toward Rogue's room.
Gambit soon found himself in uncharted territory, so to speak, as he traipsed down the boys' hall. It wasn't long before he came to a locked door-
Needless to say, Remy, being a thief was unable to pass it up!-Much to his detriment.
Gambit drew his key ring of lock picks and selected the Z249-A model.
Remy crouched down to the lock.
scratch, scratch, scratch-pop!
The lock released and Remy just barely nudged the door open.
Gambit then turned tail and headed for the nearest bathroom when he got an eye full of Jean mounting Scott.
"-cough-cough- Bon, now Remy's gonna have nightmares fo' weeks!" Gambit sighed as he walked out of the bathroom and headed down the hall once again. This time Gambit's luck was greatly improved when he found an open door. And when he looked inside he discovered Kurt laying idly on his bed reading a book.
Kurt looked up when he heard the door close and came face to face with a, still rather pale, Gambit.
"Are you alright, man? Maybe you should go seek Hank." suggested Kurt.
"Non!" Remy answered a little too quickly. "Gambit jus' came ta see if you had anymo' questions before he takes off."
"Oh," said Kurt quietly, "nein, I don't think so."
"Bon," said Remy, his color returning somewhat, "Now get off that bed an' go find yo' fillie!"
"Vat?! I can't just go over zer!" exclaimed Kurt.
Remy froze for a moment, then shook his head "You right, pup, what was Gambit tinkin'?" Remy took out his wallet, opened a hidden compartment and threw a small square package onto the bed next to Kurt.
"Vat's zis?" he picked it up and read, "'Trojan Lubricated'?-Eww, sick man!"
Remy held up a hand, "Trust Gambit on dis one, non?"
"I don't know, generally I draw the line at lube," said Kurt cautiously.
"You wanna do dis don't you?" inquired Remy.
"I guess," said Nightcrawler sheepishly.
"You what?" Remy leaned in to egg Kurt on.
"I guess I vant to," Kurt looked off to the side, taking a sudden interest in a pile of laundry.
"Can't hear you," said Remy leaning forward.
"I want to!"
"You want to what?" asked Remy slyly as he narrowed his eyes.
"Make love to Amanda." Kurt said simply.
"'Make love?' Damn, Homme, what century you be livin' in?" Remy sighed bringing his hand up to his forehead, "C'mon Remy'll give you a lift to de fille's-Amanda was it?-house."
"Uh ja, sure," said Kurt cautiously climbing off the bed.
Remy pulled up to Amanda's house and let Kurt off.
"As soon as you're done in dere come to the BoM's place, got it?"
"Ja, I got it." said Kurt.
VER-RRRRMMMMM!
Remy sped off leaving Kurt coughing in a cloud of exhaust.
Slowly Kurt made his way up the cobblestone walkway to the front door.
He rang the bell.
A moment passed, then the door opened to reveal Amanda sporting jeans and a white t-shirt.
"Hi Amanda, I-WHOA!"
Amanda yanked Kurt into the house and threw the door shut with a-SLAM!
She all but mounted him as they nothing short of wobbled clumsily down the hall. About halfway down Amanda turned the knob on a white door and the pair fell in side the room and on to the floor.
Kurt looked up at Amanda's room and gasped in horror!
The entire room: walls, carpet, bed spread, bed sham (for crying out loud!), curtains, desk, i-book, lamp shades, even the friggin' ceiling-were all in different shades of blue!
Kurt could hardly fathom so many colors of blue even existed!
"Um, Amanda, can I ask you a question?" asked Kurt looking around.
Amanda giggled, "I told you, Silly, blue is my favorite color."
"This must be one of those 'fetishes' Gambit was talking about." Kurt thought to himself, "Now what did Gambit say about situation? Oh right, ''Memba, pup, de fetish isn't necessarily a bad ting-'long as she ain't tryin' to make you wear her clothes-don' ask...'"
For the time being Kurt decided to play along.
They made their way to the bed. Amanda nothing less than threw Kurt down on to the mattress before pouncing on him. She had just unbuttoned his pants when the unthinkable occurred...
A car pulled into the driveway.
"Fucker, their home a day early!" swore Amanda.
"You're parents are home early?!" said Kurt somewhere between bedwetting and a near death experience.
"You have to go!" said Amanda in a hushed voice, "I don't want you to become a throw pillow!"
"Mein gott," said Kurt hoarsely looking toward the door.
"Where will you be later tonight?" whispered Amanda.
"At the Brotherhoods house." said Kurt.
With that having been said...
BAMF!
Later that night Kitty, Colossus, Gambit, Kurt, Amanda, Wanda, St. John, Amara, Bobby, Jamie, Sunspot and Cannonball were all sitting in the living room of the BoM's house anxiously awaiting Rogue's arrival.
The BoM themselves were out having another dinner and a movie night or so everyone present in the living room thought, but we'll come to that point later.
About 15 minutes after they had all assembled Rogue came in the door. All conversation died down and everyone was focused on her.
There was a pause. The room seemed as though it were in suspended animation.
Finally Kitty had had enough, "Like enough with the suspense Rogue! Where's the wedding?!"
"Da," said Piotr, "we all want to know."
Rogue smirked at Wanda's somewhat pensive expression, "Don't worry Wanda if ya don't liake the place you can fry Remy, it was his ideah."
"Gee tanks, Cher," said Remy sarcastically crossing his arms.
"Well, where are we going already?" asked Amanda.
"To a hotel," said Rogue.
"Vell, zat's great, Sis, but vere is it?" asked Kurt growing impatient.
"Out with it already, Girl!" said St. John who was about to bust from the suspense.
Rogue smiled and held up a multicolored pamphlet depicting a glass Pyramid, Roman Architecture, l ion statues, a horseshoe and Lady Liberty herself, "Gahys, were goin' ta Vegas!
Fin
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The next morning Hank released Py and a very relaxed Remy from the med lab. Hank figured they were pretty much back to normal, well as normal as any two male mutants their age could be.
"Well boys, don't be strangers," said Hank opening the door.
"Don' worry Hank, wid Remy's track record we prob'ly gonna meet up again sometime soon."
"And that, Mr. LeBeau is exactly what I'm preoccupied about, said Hank as the boys walked into the hall.
When they reached the main hall St. John looked over at Remy and said, "C'mon, mate, I need you to be the look out while I pack."
"Get Petey to do it, homme. Remy's got some unfinished business wid Blue Boy."
"Alright then," said Py, "but be sure to stop by Wanda's later."
"You got it, Py" Gambit assured him.
"Great, see ya later, mate," said John heading for the door.
"See ya," said Gambit as he headed up the main stairwell.
On the second floor Remy began his search for Kurt's room. It didn't take much deduction to realize the floor was split into two sections: boys and girls. Remy took a right instead of the usual left toward Rogue's room.
Gambit soon found himself in uncharted territory, so to speak, as he traipsed down the boys' hall. It wasn't long before he came to a locked door-
Needless to say, Remy, being a thief was unable to pass it up!-Much to his detriment.
Gambit drew his key ring of lock picks and selected the Z249-A model.
Remy crouched down to the lock.
scratch, scratch, scratch-pop!
The lock released and Remy just barely nudged the door open.
Gambit then turned tail and headed for the nearest bathroom when he got an eye full of Jean mounting Scott.
"-cough-cough- Bon, now Remy's gonna have nightmares fo' weeks!" Gambit sighed as he walked out of the bathroom and headed down the hall once again. This time Gambit's luck was greatly improved when he found an open door. And when he looked inside he discovered Kurt laying idly on his bed reading a book.
Kurt looked up when he heard the door close and came face to face with a, still rather pale, Gambit.
"Are you alright, man? Maybe you should go seek Hank." suggested Kurt.
"Non!" Remy answered a little too quickly. "Gambit jus' came ta see if you had anymo' questions before he takes off."
"Oh," said Kurt quietly, "nein, I don't think so."
"Bon," said Remy, his color returning somewhat, "Now get off that bed an' go find yo' fillie!"
"Vat?! I can't just go over zer!" exclaimed Kurt.
Remy froze for a moment, then shook his head "You right, pup, what was Gambit tinkin'?" Remy took out his wallet, opened a hidden compartment and threw a small square package onto the bed next to Kurt.
"Vat's zis?" he picked it up and read, "'Trojan Lubricated'?-Eww, sick man!"
Remy held up a hand, "Trust Gambit on dis one, non?"
"I don't know, generally I draw the line at lube," said Kurt cautiously.
"You wanna do dis don't you?" inquired Remy.
"I guess," said Nightcrawler sheepishly.
"You what?" Remy leaned in to egg Kurt on.
"I guess I vant to," Kurt looked off to the side, taking a sudden interest in a pile of laundry.
"Can't hear you," said Remy leaning forward.
"I want to!"
"You want to what?" asked Remy slyly as he narrowed his eyes.
"Make love to Amanda." Kurt said simply.
"'Make love?' Damn, Homme, what century you be livin' in?" Remy sighed bringing his hand up to his forehead, "C'mon Remy'll give you a lift to de fille's-Amanda was it?-house."
"Uh ja, sure," said Kurt cautiously climbing off the bed.
Remy pulled up to Amanda's house and let Kurt off.
"As soon as you're done in dere come to the BoM's place, got it?"
"Ja, I got it." said Kurt.
VER-RRRRMMMMM!
Remy sped off leaving Kurt coughing in a cloud of exhaust.
Slowly Kurt made his way up the cobblestone walkway to the front door.
He rang the bell.
A moment passed, then the door opened to reveal Amanda sporting jeans and a white t-shirt.
"Hi Amanda, I-WHOA!"
Amanda yanked Kurt into the house and threw the door shut with a-SLAM!
She all but mounted him as they nothing short of wobbled clumsily down the hall. About halfway down Amanda turned the knob on a white door and the pair fell in side the room and on to the floor.
Kurt looked up at Amanda's room and gasped in horror!
The entire room: walls, carpet, bed spread, bed sham (for crying out loud!), curtains, desk, i-book, lamp shades, even the friggin' ceiling-were all in different shades of blue!
Kurt could hardly fathom so many colors of blue even existed!
"Um, Amanda, can I ask you a question?" asked Kurt looking around.
Amanda giggled, "I told you, Silly, blue is my favorite color."
"This must be one of those 'fetishes' Gambit was talking about." Kurt thought to himself, "Now what did Gambit say about situation? Oh right, ''Memba, pup, de fetish isn't necessarily a bad ting-'long as she ain't tryin' to make you wear her clothes-don' ask...'"
For the time being Kurt decided to play along.
They made their way to the bed. Amanda nothing less than threw Kurt down on to the mattress before pouncing on him. She had just unbuttoned his pants when the unthinkable occurred...
A car pulled into the driveway.
"Fucker, their home a day early!" swore Amanda.
"You're parents are home early?!" said Kurt somewhere between bedwetting and a near death experience.
"You have to go!" said Amanda in a hushed voice, "I don't want you to become a throw pillow!"
"Mein gott," said Kurt hoarsely looking toward the door.
"Where will you be later tonight?" whispered Amanda.
"At the Brotherhoods house." said Kurt.
With that having been said...
BAMF!
Later that night Kitty, Colossus, Gambit, Kurt, Amanda, Wanda, St. John, Amara, Bobby, Jamie, Sunspot and Cannonball were all sitting in the living room of the BoM's house anxiously awaiting Rogue's arrival.
The BoM themselves were out having another dinner and a movie night or so everyone present in the living room thought, but we'll come to that point later.
About 15 minutes after they had all assembled Rogue came in the door. All conversation died down and everyone was focused on her.
There was a pause. The room seemed as though it were in suspended animation.
Finally Kitty had had enough, "Like enough with the suspense Rogue! Where's the wedding?!"
"Da," said Piotr, "we all want to know."
Rogue smirked at Wanda's somewhat pensive expression, "Don't worry Wanda if ya don't liake the place you can fry Remy, it was his ideah."
"Gee tanks, Cher," said Remy sarcastically crossing his arms.
"Well, where are we going already?" asked Amanda.
"To a hotel," said Rogue.
"Vell, zat's great, Sis, but vere is it?" asked Kurt growing impatient.
"Out with it already, Girl!" said St. John who was about to bust from the suspense.
Rogue smiled and held up a multicolored pamphlet depicting a glass Pyramid, Roman Architecture, l ion statues, a horseshoe and Lady Liberty herself, "Gahys, were goin' ta Vegas!
Fin
Next story up: Viva Las Vega