Disclaimer:  Why is it architect's are afraid to have a thirteenth floor, yet author's can write a chapter eleven?  (Nothing that is Marvel's is mine)

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Sam: Yes!

Rahne: Finally!

Dexroth: I was wondering when you crazy kids would get together. I just wished it wasn't in the eleventh chapter……

Sam: What do you mean?

Dexroth:  There's a bizarre old myth about the eleventh chapter.  Supposedly all bad things happen in the eleventh chapter.  *lights go out*

Beck: How many times do I have to tell you gremlins to stop cutting my electricity off?!

Rahne: …..Gremlins?

Dexroth: Funny story…

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Sam ran past her with his bag.  They were late for school again.  But at least she was late with him.

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Wanda:  I feel like I'm going to be sick.

Todd: Cuddlebumps!

Wanda:  Now I know I'm going to be sick!  *something explodes in the kitchen.*

Beck: My toaster!

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He was sweet, gentle, caring, brave.  He was everything a Scottish girl could wish for.

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Rahne: She got my Nationality right!

Ray:  What?

Rahne: The very first time she wrote aboot me, with Danny, she put me down as Irish by mistake.

Roberto:  Apparently a common mistake.

Rahne: I know.  It's awful.  Doggy is on fire.

Ray:….

Rahne: DOGGY!  *leaps on the poor wolfhound to try and beat out the flames.*  *Beck chooses to walk in after flames are dispersed.*

Beck: WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO MY MUSE?!

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But how could she tell him?  Her parents would not approve. 

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Sam: How does she know that?

John:  Mate, your girly is getting beaten up by the authoress.

Sam: What? *turns to see Rahne and Beck duking it out.*

Beck: YOU SCOTTISH HUSSY!
Rahne:  BACK OFF YOU FANFICTION POINDEXTER!

Pietro: Think we can sell this to pay per view?

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They stopped by the corner for some rest. Sam grinned at her with his sweet and goofy grin.

"Only a little fahrther, we'll get there, Rahne."

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Kurt: *handing out popcorn*

Scott: How long have they been fighting?

Jean: Since Rahne tried to *ahem* help Doggy.

Doggy: *staring at fighters*

Beck:  THIS IS GONNA BE THE WORST ELEVENTH CHAPTER YOU EVER HAD!

Rahne:  GEE, BIG SURPRISE! BRING IT ON! 

Fred: Fifty on the author.

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She smiled back at him.  He was so cute.  And she a little, pathetic, Scottish girl who was constantly trying to tryst a muse…..

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Rahne: NOW YOU'VE GONE TOO FAR!

Beck: BRING IT ON IRISH!

Rahne: HIGHLANDERS NEVER SURRENDER!

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Beck:  HAH!  I REIGN SUPREME!
Rahne: WE AREN'T DONE YET!

Beck: Oh yeah...*jumps back in the fray*

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…………It would've happened on the eleventh chapter……..

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Rahne: Oww…..

Beck:  You BIT me!

Rahne: You started it!

Beck: You were having an improper moment with my muse!

Rahne: He was on fire!  I was putting him out! 

Beck: A likely story!

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………….. I hope those two get over it. It's not my fault this happened……

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Beck:  I'll bet it isn't.  Only one man would have motive to pull this off….

Rahne:  And that would be?

Beck:  DEXROTH!!!!

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Doggy: Woof.

Beck:  Then find him!

Rahne: Why would he do this?

Beck: Personal entertainment. Where was I?

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"Hey Rahne?"

She turned to look at him.  "Yes?"

"Are you seeing someone?"

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Rahne: Does this mean a truce?

Beck: For now. 

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"No. Why do you ask?"  She asked shyly.

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Doggy: Woof.

Dexroth:  Thanks.  Remember that you owe me.

Tabitha:  What does he owe you?

Dexroth: Umm…Nothing! Nothing at all…

DOOM  *Beck and Rahne appear behind them*

Rahne: You two were in this together.

Beck: Want to explain that?

Dexroth: Not really.  *bolts*

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He grinned and stepped closer.  "I really like you Rahne.  Will you go on a date with me?"

It was words of wonder to her ears.

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Kitty: What will you, like, do if there are no muses?

Beck: Fly by the seat of my panst, I guess.  *pair of pants go flying by*  Get out of my closet!  Gremlin miscreants!

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"Oh, of course!"  she said happily.

And she was only slightly surprised when he bent down to kiss her.

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Beck: And as punishment, you both have to get the gremlins out of my house.

Doggy: woof.

Dexroth:  Drat.  Told you we should have kept running.

Beck:  What was that?

Dexroth:  Well, it is the eleventh chapter…

Beck: You and your eleventh chapter mumbo jumbo!  There is nothing wrong with eleventh chapters!  *fridge uproots itself and walks away*

Doggy:…..

Dexroth:…..

Beck…Okay, that's a bit strange….

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Oh, and as a quick note, I have nothing against Irish or Scottish people.  I happen to have a pretty good dollop of Irish in my line.