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(An: .:grins nastily:. I'm not sorry at ALL for a fake chappy, 'cause I don't care!!! .:laughs evilly and roasts Marshmallow:. Ahaha!!! (Marshmallow is my next door neighbors dog. Nasty, yappy thing. .:grins as Marsmallow buuuuurns!!:.) Tee hee. Well, Clover got more spefs, so I counted that, since no one else seems willing to review. This chappy will feature three things: Cheap alcohol, torture, and randomness! .:more evil laughter:. Just be glad I haven't figured out how to attach sound clips to this yet.. .:still more evil laughter:.)
=AT THE INSTITUTE=
It was chaos, even more than usual, at the Xavier institute. There was a mad rush as people ran around trying to get to the beer. "There's beer, there's beer!" shouted Remy as he ran around holding several cans and a bottle of burbon.(heh heh) "Finally, I can drink and not get thrown against a wall and get called 'Gumbo'. Speaking of Gumbo I wonder if there's any in the fridge.." He dashed off to check, pausing only to look for Rogue, who was, strangely enough, nowhere to be found. But neither, not that Remy cared, or anybody, for that matter, was Scott or Jean.
=MILES AND MILES UNDERGROUND, ROGUE'S SECRET JOTT TORTURING FACILITY=
Rogue was laughing evilly. .:insert southern accented eeeeeeeevil laughter:. She was also running around like a maniac. "Ahahahahahhah!!!! You will diiiiee! You will DIIIIEEEEE! YOU WILL DIIIEEEIIIIEIEEIIEIEIEIEIEIEIEIEIE!!!!!!!!"
Scott spat on the ground. "I always knew you were a traiterous bitch!"
Rogue stopped running in mid-step. "OooooOOOOooooh!(That was one of those things when when someone says "OOOOH!" but they go from low to high still saying it.. Did that make any sense? Oh, and before you start asking awkward questions, Rogue is drunk, and finally has the courage to do something she's wanted to do for a looooong time now: Kill and otherwise completely obliterate Jott from the face of the earth!) Scotty said a baaaad word! Now I finally have a reason to torture him! Oh joy!" She started running again, runnin' and runnin' and runnin'! (Pietro's note: Did she still have some of my persona or something? An: Sorry Pietro, she's drunk. No luck there. Pyro's note: What about MY persona? An: Pyro, she's running around. NOT burning things. Oh, while I'm on the subject, yes, I do own a mini-pyromaniac. And I have more than one! AHAHAHA! Just review me if you want one! The mini-speed demon I just keep around so my mini-scarlet b can have someone to torture. .:grins:.)
So after running around like a maniac (or Pietro, but same difference!) Rogue finally calmed down. No wait, she just sobered slightly. Bad. So she grabbed another beer and drank it. It was very hot in the underground chamber, since Rogue had gotten Magma to pull up some lava into it.
She had Jott tied up on the ground, close together, but just far apart enough so they couldn't kiss or do anything of that nature really. She had also grabbed a thingy from the professors office that negated powers. (Later she was planning to use it to its fullest. Hey, I said I was a Romy fan! .:shoos Pietro and Pyro away:. Sorry alla you Rietro and Ryro fans, but now I just wanna get on with the story. I'd pull out my mini-swamp rat, but I think he's, er, "playing" with the mini-untouchable one, if you catch my drift.)
She grabbed another beer, drained it, and began speaking in a slurred voice.
(Now, I am going to pull out an old and dusty plot device: (The author would like to state that she neither likes nor supports this plot device, so please refrain from killing her) .:creak:. See? It's so old it creaks! It's the "Rogue likes Scott" plot device! .:Romy fans and the author slowly back away, and then abandon all pretense and run like hell!:. Hey wait, I'm the author! I can't leave! Oops. .:laughs nervously:. Stay back! Stay back! .:holds Remy up like a shield:. Stay back or the Gambit gets it! .:Romy fans stop attacking, for fear of killing mini-swamp rat:. .:laughs like a maniac:. Ahem, anyway, Rogue is just going to use this to validate her killing and otherwise obliterating Jott. Ok?)
"Scott, dahlin'," she kicked the prostrate forms on the ground, "why did you do it? Ah'm way ovah ya, sugah, but that doan mean Ah doan care 'bout ya!" Scott tilted his head up at Rogue. He was trying to give her a questioning look, but since he was blinfolded and gagged, you really couldn't tell. "Ya doan know what Ah'm talkin' 'bout, do ya, sugah?" Scott shook his head. (I would like to mention now that Rogue is walking the line between "drunk""smashed". With one more beer, or that bottle of burbon (heh heh) Remy's got, she'd prolly go to the "smashed" side. But right now, she's still on the "drunk" side. But, her accents much more pronounced than usual. So, ya.) "Now dat's pathetic. Y'all have no idea what you've done wrong. How could ya, Scotty? How could you go out with, even LOVE this.. this.. this.. BITCH?!?"
This was just too much for Scott. He leaped at her, or tried to, anyway. He could've been trying to do the timewarp, for all we know, and for all it accomplished. He also started lecturing her through his gag, or tried to, anyway. He could've been singing the timewarp song, for all we know, and for all it accomplished. (Yes, I did make those sentences alike on purpouse. Really.)
Rogue stopped running. (Yes, she had been running all this time.) She reached for another beer, and got an unpleasant surprise. There wasn't any left! Now she was reeeeeally mad! "That's it!" She had sobered slightly, which in her book, was bad. She turned on a tape of Marylin Manson's "Tainted Love". She grabbed a few pokers that had been warming in the lava. She grabbed some.. Tasty Tofu Treats?!? "No more Ms. Nice Rogue!"
=UPSTAIRS, IN THE KITCHEN=
"Has anyone seen my Tasty Tofu Treats? Or my muffins?" asked Kitty. (Heh heh Cloves I'm gonna use some of your ideas from your story, which I finally finished reading.)
=BACK TO ROGUE'S TORTURE FACILITY=
While Rogue was busy preparing the essentials for a torture session of such magnitude, Jean and Scott began inching away like little rope-bound scarred- for-life cattipillars. Scott mumbled something through his gag that essentially sounded like "inch for your life!!!!" and they began inching like they'd never inched before. However, cattipillars, as you might know, aren't very fast.
Just then Rogue turned around. She had two red hot pokers in her hands, so she looked quite scary. They were casting an eeeeery light on her face that made her look scarier than before. "And just where do you think you're going?!?"
Jean and Scott gave each other horrified looks (more or less) and began inching like crazy. Scott appeared to be saying, "inchinchinchinchinch" but who could tell?
"Well?!? Oh wait, I forgot, you can't talk!!! .:laughs evilly:. Hey Jean, do you know what time it is?" Jean stops inching so she can use her brain, then realizes that she's not wearing a watch and even if she was, she wouldn't be able to look at it anyway. "It's torture time!!!! Ahahahahahaha!!!!!"
Jean and Scott looked at each other, terrified again. They stopped inching and instead attempted to cower next to each other. They screamed, which was audible even with their gags.
"Oh shut up!" yelled Rogue. "You two really are idiots, aren't you?" Jott just stared at her. (Because I am a very lazy person, from now on Jean and Scott will be referred to as a single entity: Jott. Got it?) "I thought so. So, Scott, are you willing to forever renounce your love for Jean and say that I've been right all along and that she is a selfish biatch?"
Scott glared at her.
"Alright then Scotty boy, now it's time to pay the price." Rogue turned off the power negater, without letting Jott see, of course, and she carefully drained both of them. She put them on a table, which she raised to the ceiling. She levitated herself up and strapped them both to the ceiling so they were hanging upside down. She then pulled off their gags.
"AAAAHHH!!! THE BLOOD IS RUSHING TO MY HEAD!!! THE PAIN!!! HAAAALLLLPPP!! PROFESSOR!!! LOOOOOOOGAN!! MOOOOMMMMY!! SOOOOMMEOOOOONE!!!" This was Jott screaming of course, not Rogue. Rogue smiled sweetly and used her TK to shut them up. She then (with much effort;those things are heavy! Kitty's muffins, not the tofu) lifted up a plate that had three things on it: The Tasty Tofu Treats, Kitty's muffins, and the stereo still blasting tainted love, over and over and over!!! AAHHHH!! Seriously, that's enough to drive anyone crazy!
Rogue set the plate on the platform and smiled sweetly at Scott. "Scotty, I'm going to be nice, since Ah'm in a good mood today. Ah'll give you one more chance to renounce Jean!Bitch, or... Well, we'll all be a lot better off if you do.. Especially poor Jeanie... And remember, Ah can tell if you're lying!" she said in a sing-songy way. She smiled, and made an unzipping motion in the air.
Scott blinked, and shouted, "I LOVE JEAN!" Now, in other circumstances, and p'raps with a different author, Rogue would find this touching and let them go. But, as you know, I am the all-powerful Skysong, and I LIVE to torture Jott.
So, Rogue just sighed. The sugar-sweet smile dropped from her face. She reached for a muffin. "Scotty, Scotty, Scotty. .:sigh:. Ah would've let ya go. Ah would've. But now..," her face took on an eery cast and she shoved the muffin into Jean's mouth, "Well, now it's just too late!" She cackled madly and grinned as Jean started to choke on the muffin. ('Member, this is KITTY'S cooking, the kind of muffin that dents the floor with every bounce. Thanks for the ideas Clover!! You take torture to a whole new level!) "Ah ah ah! (She's doing 'waggling finger' ah-ing, she's not saying 'I'.) No dieing, YET!" She pulled a few muffin pieces out of her mouth and forced Jean to swallow the rest. "Isn't that tasty?!?"
Terrified, Jean shook her head. "You BITCH!" shouted Scott.
"Oh, Ah forgot to shut you up, didn't Ah? Silly meh, gettin' overexcited at a tahme like this!" She made a zipping motion with her hand. (For anyone who's seen the movie "Spirited Away", it's what Yubaba used to shut Sen up. If you haven't, well then.. WHY IN THE NAME OF (gotta call on something we all have in common) ROMY HAVEN'T YOU????)
Scott tried to say something, but of course nothing happened.
(Ooook, here goes nothing. Really. .:Sighs:. I'm just gonna summarize it, cuz if I drag this on any longer, you all will kill me.)
Due to my stupid censors, I am not allowed to tell you in detail what happened. Too much red tape.
Aaaanyway, basically, what happened was such: Rogue tortured Jean with all sorts of things, like: A) red hot pokers, B) Red hot poking 'round in her mind for once, C) making her eat absolutely awful food and such, D) cutting off all of her hair, and E), making her listen to "Tainted Love" over and over and over.
Finally she just got bored and a bit more sober and shoved her into the burning lave below.
"JEEEEEAAAAAAAN!!!! NNOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!"
"Ah though Ah shut you up!"
=A FEW MINUTES LATER, BACK AT THE AFTERPARTY=
The beer had been more or less drank, and the newbies had more or less passed out. Kurt and Logan were sitting in the corner singing German drinking songs, and Gambit was eating gumbo and throwing Mardi Gras beads at them. (Mardi Gras! Mardi Gras! Sorrs, but a friend of mine gave me some. I like 'em muchly! .:dances away, still singing "mardi Gras" over and over:.)
"I am King Baccus! Bow to me!!" said Remy. He was very, very, VERY drunk, even drunker than Rogue. (I've been doing my research. King Bacchus is a dude who stands on a parade float and throws all those nice beady necklaces at Mardi Gras. .:shrugs:. Doan kill me for being stereotypical! Mardi Gras is fun and I doan know why none of the Romy writers have written 'bout it! .:gets pelted with fruit:.)
Speaking of Rogue, she came walking up the stairs, holding someone in her arms. It was Scott, stripped down to his jockies. (Yes, he wears jockies. .:shudders:.)
Rogue stuck him to a pole that was propped up against the wall, so he was hanging like a scarecrow. She then took one of the leftover pokers and singed his shorts (and what was in 'em) off.
She still had the gag on him though, so no one could hear him scream. (In the X-mansion, no one can hear you scream. Or at least, will pay any attention.) Gambit walked over to her, with the bottle of burbon, and grinned drunkenly at her. "So cherie havin' fun?"
She glanced over at Scott, who was still whimpering (figuratively at least, since he wasn't making any sound) and grinned. "Oh yeah. Ah'm having fun, definitely."
"Dat's great. Wan' some beads?" He didn't wait for a response, just draped some around her neck.
"Where'd you get these?" she asked, holding them up to the light. (Ooooooh, shiny!)
"What do y'tink, Roguey?"
"You stole 'em, didn't you." It wasn't a question.
"Cherie so smart! Would she like a prize?"
"Which would be?"
"Mo' beads and a bottle o' burbon, o' course!"
"Sounds great." She pulled out a little black box. (Did I forget to mention what the power negater looked like?)
"What's dat?"
She pressed a button on it and took off her glove. Gambit's eyes widened in fear. He backed off a little bit as Rogue reached out and slapped him on the cheek. (HIS FACE!)
"Ah've been wanting to do that for the longest time."
"Y'didn't answer my question." said Remy, not getting the point.
"It's a power negater, smart one!"
Gambit's eyes widened more. "Oooooh, well now DAT changes everything.."
(So that was that , ok? If you need more of a clue, "Bigger and better things" might help. .:grins:. STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT!!!!)
(An: .:grins nastily:. I'm not sorry at ALL for a fake chappy, 'cause I don't care!!! .:laughs evilly and roasts Marshmallow:. Ahaha!!! (Marshmallow is my next door neighbors dog. Nasty, yappy thing. .:grins as Marsmallow buuuuurns!!:.) Tee hee. Well, Clover got more spefs, so I counted that, since no one else seems willing to review. This chappy will feature three things: Cheap alcohol, torture, and randomness! .:more evil laughter:. Just be glad I haven't figured out how to attach sound clips to this yet.. .:still more evil laughter:.)
=AT THE INSTITUTE=
It was chaos, even more than usual, at the Xavier institute. There was a mad rush as people ran around trying to get to the beer. "There's beer, there's beer!" shouted Remy as he ran around holding several cans and a bottle of burbon.(heh heh) "Finally, I can drink and not get thrown against a wall and get called 'Gumbo'. Speaking of Gumbo I wonder if there's any in the fridge.." He dashed off to check, pausing only to look for Rogue, who was, strangely enough, nowhere to be found. But neither, not that Remy cared, or anybody, for that matter, was Scott or Jean.
=MILES AND MILES UNDERGROUND, ROGUE'S SECRET JOTT TORTURING FACILITY=
Rogue was laughing evilly. .:insert southern accented eeeeeeeevil laughter:. She was also running around like a maniac. "Ahahahahahhah!!!! You will diiiiee! You will DIIIIEEEEE! YOU WILL DIIIEEEIIIIEIEEIIEIEIEIEIEIEIEIEIE!!!!!!!!"
Scott spat on the ground. "I always knew you were a traiterous bitch!"
Rogue stopped running in mid-step. "OooooOOOOooooh!(That was one of those things when when someone says "OOOOH!" but they go from low to high still saying it.. Did that make any sense? Oh, and before you start asking awkward questions, Rogue is drunk, and finally has the courage to do something she's wanted to do for a looooong time now: Kill and otherwise completely obliterate Jott from the face of the earth!) Scotty said a baaaad word! Now I finally have a reason to torture him! Oh joy!" She started running again, runnin' and runnin' and runnin'! (Pietro's note: Did she still have some of my persona or something? An: Sorry Pietro, she's drunk. No luck there. Pyro's note: What about MY persona? An: Pyro, she's running around. NOT burning things. Oh, while I'm on the subject, yes, I do own a mini-pyromaniac. And I have more than one! AHAHAHA! Just review me if you want one! The mini-speed demon I just keep around so my mini-scarlet b can have someone to torture. .:grins:.)
So after running around like a maniac (or Pietro, but same difference!) Rogue finally calmed down. No wait, she just sobered slightly. Bad. So she grabbed another beer and drank it. It was very hot in the underground chamber, since Rogue had gotten Magma to pull up some lava into it.
She had Jott tied up on the ground, close together, but just far apart enough so they couldn't kiss or do anything of that nature really. She had also grabbed a thingy from the professors office that negated powers. (Later she was planning to use it to its fullest. Hey, I said I was a Romy fan! .:shoos Pietro and Pyro away:. Sorry alla you Rietro and Ryro fans, but now I just wanna get on with the story. I'd pull out my mini-swamp rat, but I think he's, er, "playing" with the mini-untouchable one, if you catch my drift.)
She grabbed another beer, drained it, and began speaking in a slurred voice.
(Now, I am going to pull out an old and dusty plot device: (The author would like to state that she neither likes nor supports this plot device, so please refrain from killing her) .:creak:. See? It's so old it creaks! It's the "Rogue likes Scott" plot device! .:Romy fans and the author slowly back away, and then abandon all pretense and run like hell!:. Hey wait, I'm the author! I can't leave! Oops. .:laughs nervously:. Stay back! Stay back! .:holds Remy up like a shield:. Stay back or the Gambit gets it! .:Romy fans stop attacking, for fear of killing mini-swamp rat:. .:laughs like a maniac:. Ahem, anyway, Rogue is just going to use this to validate her killing and otherwise obliterating Jott. Ok?)
"Scott, dahlin'," she kicked the prostrate forms on the ground, "why did you do it? Ah'm way ovah ya, sugah, but that doan mean Ah doan care 'bout ya!" Scott tilted his head up at Rogue. He was trying to give her a questioning look, but since he was blinfolded and gagged, you really couldn't tell. "Ya doan know what Ah'm talkin' 'bout, do ya, sugah?" Scott shook his head. (I would like to mention now that Rogue is walking the line between "drunk""smashed". With one more beer, or that bottle of burbon (heh heh) Remy's got, she'd prolly go to the "smashed" side. But right now, she's still on the "drunk" side. But, her accents much more pronounced than usual. So, ya.) "Now dat's pathetic. Y'all have no idea what you've done wrong. How could ya, Scotty? How could you go out with, even LOVE this.. this.. this.. BITCH?!?"
This was just too much for Scott. He leaped at her, or tried to, anyway. He could've been trying to do the timewarp, for all we know, and for all it accomplished. He also started lecturing her through his gag, or tried to, anyway. He could've been singing the timewarp song, for all we know, and for all it accomplished. (Yes, I did make those sentences alike on purpouse. Really.)
Rogue stopped running. (Yes, she had been running all this time.) She reached for another beer, and got an unpleasant surprise. There wasn't any left! Now she was reeeeeally mad! "That's it!" She had sobered slightly, which in her book, was bad. She turned on a tape of Marylin Manson's "Tainted Love". She grabbed a few pokers that had been warming in the lava. She grabbed some.. Tasty Tofu Treats?!? "No more Ms. Nice Rogue!"
=UPSTAIRS, IN THE KITCHEN=
"Has anyone seen my Tasty Tofu Treats? Or my muffins?" asked Kitty. (Heh heh Cloves I'm gonna use some of your ideas from your story, which I finally finished reading.)
=BACK TO ROGUE'S TORTURE FACILITY=
While Rogue was busy preparing the essentials for a torture session of such magnitude, Jean and Scott began inching away like little rope-bound scarred- for-life cattipillars. Scott mumbled something through his gag that essentially sounded like "inch for your life!!!!" and they began inching like they'd never inched before. However, cattipillars, as you might know, aren't very fast.
Just then Rogue turned around. She had two red hot pokers in her hands, so she looked quite scary. They were casting an eeeeery light on her face that made her look scarier than before. "And just where do you think you're going?!?"
Jean and Scott gave each other horrified looks (more or less) and began inching like crazy. Scott appeared to be saying, "inchinchinchinchinch" but who could tell?
"Well?!? Oh wait, I forgot, you can't talk!!! .:laughs evilly:. Hey Jean, do you know what time it is?" Jean stops inching so she can use her brain, then realizes that she's not wearing a watch and even if she was, she wouldn't be able to look at it anyway. "It's torture time!!!! Ahahahahahaha!!!!!"
Jean and Scott looked at each other, terrified again. They stopped inching and instead attempted to cower next to each other. They screamed, which was audible even with their gags.
"Oh shut up!" yelled Rogue. "You two really are idiots, aren't you?" Jott just stared at her. (Because I am a very lazy person, from now on Jean and Scott will be referred to as a single entity: Jott. Got it?) "I thought so. So, Scott, are you willing to forever renounce your love for Jean and say that I've been right all along and that she is a selfish biatch?"
Scott glared at her.
"Alright then Scotty boy, now it's time to pay the price." Rogue turned off the power negater, without letting Jott see, of course, and she carefully drained both of them. She put them on a table, which she raised to the ceiling. She levitated herself up and strapped them both to the ceiling so they were hanging upside down. She then pulled off their gags.
"AAAAHHH!!! THE BLOOD IS RUSHING TO MY HEAD!!! THE PAIN!!! HAAAALLLLPPP!! PROFESSOR!!! LOOOOOOOGAN!! MOOOOMMMMY!! SOOOOMMEOOOOONE!!!" This was Jott screaming of course, not Rogue. Rogue smiled sweetly and used her TK to shut them up. She then (with much effort;those things are heavy! Kitty's muffins, not the tofu) lifted up a plate that had three things on it: The Tasty Tofu Treats, Kitty's muffins, and the stereo still blasting tainted love, over and over and over!!! AAHHHH!! Seriously, that's enough to drive anyone crazy!
Rogue set the plate on the platform and smiled sweetly at Scott. "Scotty, I'm going to be nice, since Ah'm in a good mood today. Ah'll give you one more chance to renounce Jean!Bitch, or... Well, we'll all be a lot better off if you do.. Especially poor Jeanie... And remember, Ah can tell if you're lying!" she said in a sing-songy way. She smiled, and made an unzipping motion in the air.
Scott blinked, and shouted, "I LOVE JEAN!" Now, in other circumstances, and p'raps with a different author, Rogue would find this touching and let them go. But, as you know, I am the all-powerful Skysong, and I LIVE to torture Jott.
So, Rogue just sighed. The sugar-sweet smile dropped from her face. She reached for a muffin. "Scotty, Scotty, Scotty. .:sigh:. Ah would've let ya go. Ah would've. But now..," her face took on an eery cast and she shoved the muffin into Jean's mouth, "Well, now it's just too late!" She cackled madly and grinned as Jean started to choke on the muffin. ('Member, this is KITTY'S cooking, the kind of muffin that dents the floor with every bounce. Thanks for the ideas Clover!! You take torture to a whole new level!) "Ah ah ah! (She's doing 'waggling finger' ah-ing, she's not saying 'I'.) No dieing, YET!" She pulled a few muffin pieces out of her mouth and forced Jean to swallow the rest. "Isn't that tasty?!?"
Terrified, Jean shook her head. "You BITCH!" shouted Scott.
"Oh, Ah forgot to shut you up, didn't Ah? Silly meh, gettin' overexcited at a tahme like this!" She made a zipping motion with her hand. (For anyone who's seen the movie "Spirited Away", it's what Yubaba used to shut Sen up. If you haven't, well then.. WHY IN THE NAME OF (gotta call on something we all have in common) ROMY HAVEN'T YOU????)
Scott tried to say something, but of course nothing happened.
(Ooook, here goes nothing. Really. .:Sighs:. I'm just gonna summarize it, cuz if I drag this on any longer, you all will kill me.)
Due to my stupid censors, I am not allowed to tell you in detail what happened. Too much red tape.
Aaaanyway, basically, what happened was such: Rogue tortured Jean with all sorts of things, like: A) red hot pokers, B) Red hot poking 'round in her mind for once, C) making her eat absolutely awful food and such, D) cutting off all of her hair, and E), making her listen to "Tainted Love" over and over and over.
Finally she just got bored and a bit more sober and shoved her into the burning lave below.
"JEEEEEAAAAAAAN!!!! NNOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!"
"Ah though Ah shut you up!"
=A FEW MINUTES LATER, BACK AT THE AFTERPARTY=
The beer had been more or less drank, and the newbies had more or less passed out. Kurt and Logan were sitting in the corner singing German drinking songs, and Gambit was eating gumbo and throwing Mardi Gras beads at them. (Mardi Gras! Mardi Gras! Sorrs, but a friend of mine gave me some. I like 'em muchly! .:dances away, still singing "mardi Gras" over and over:.)
"I am King Baccus! Bow to me!!" said Remy. He was very, very, VERY drunk, even drunker than Rogue. (I've been doing my research. King Bacchus is a dude who stands on a parade float and throws all those nice beady necklaces at Mardi Gras. .:shrugs:. Doan kill me for being stereotypical! Mardi Gras is fun and I doan know why none of the Romy writers have written 'bout it! .:gets pelted with fruit:.)
Speaking of Rogue, she came walking up the stairs, holding someone in her arms. It was Scott, stripped down to his jockies. (Yes, he wears jockies. .:shudders:.)
Rogue stuck him to a pole that was propped up against the wall, so he was hanging like a scarecrow. She then took one of the leftover pokers and singed his shorts (and what was in 'em) off.
She still had the gag on him though, so no one could hear him scream. (In the X-mansion, no one can hear you scream. Or at least, will pay any attention.) Gambit walked over to her, with the bottle of burbon, and grinned drunkenly at her. "So cherie havin' fun?"
She glanced over at Scott, who was still whimpering (figuratively at least, since he wasn't making any sound) and grinned. "Oh yeah. Ah'm having fun, definitely."
"Dat's great. Wan' some beads?" He didn't wait for a response, just draped some around her neck.
"Where'd you get these?" she asked, holding them up to the light. (Ooooooh, shiny!)
"What do y'tink, Roguey?"
"You stole 'em, didn't you." It wasn't a question.
"Cherie so smart! Would she like a prize?"
"Which would be?"
"Mo' beads and a bottle o' burbon, o' course!"
"Sounds great." She pulled out a little black box. (Did I forget to mention what the power negater looked like?)
"What's dat?"
She pressed a button on it and took off her glove. Gambit's eyes widened in fear. He backed off a little bit as Rogue reached out and slapped him on the cheek. (HIS FACE!)
"Ah've been wanting to do that for the longest time."
"Y'didn't answer my question." said Remy, not getting the point.
"It's a power negater, smart one!"
Gambit's eyes widened more. "Oooooh, well now DAT changes everything.."
(So that was that , ok? If you need more of a clue, "Bigger and better things" might help. .:grins:. STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT!!!!)