Dandelions: 1000 X-Men: 1
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Chapter 10
***Outside With Team 1: Rogue, Gambit, and Beast***
Beast looked at the completely green lawn before him. He gaped at the lack of anything yellow, his hopes fading. Beast began to sob, realizing none of his little puffy friends had survived.
"WHY?! How could such a thing be done? Why must we destroy that which has no defenses, that which is simply misunderstood? Is that not what the X-Men stand for? Saving those that are being prosecuted for simply being different and misunderstood? This I do not understand. We preach kindness but bring cruelty. Oh cruel, cruel world why must you taunt us so! Why must things be so unfair!"
Beast continued to sob; all his hopes lost. Then suddenly he was hit with a thought.
"NO! I will not despair. This is but one small piece of a very large lawn. There may still be more of my lovely yellow friends that cry out for my help. I must find them and save then from those that seek to end their existence. I shall away to preserve the life of those that cannot save themselves."
Beast ran away towards another part of the lawn, driven by the need to save his newfound friends.
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Gambit sat in the shade of a tree holding a single dandelion, plucking the petals one at a time and watching Rogue.
~* She love me; She hate me; She want t'kick my ass; She want all three*~
"Gambit!" Rogue's voice brought Gambit's thoughts back to the real world. "What in th' world are ya doin'? Aren't ya supposed to be helping me? Or are ya just gonna sit there an sulk?"
"Dere notin to help you wit, Chere, it's useless. Dey will jus keep comin. Dere's too many. You pick dem and tink dey gone, but when you turn around dey be right back. Dey sprout sooner den you can pull dem. It's impossible, simply impossible."
Gambit's eyes began to glow as he stared at the flowers seeming to be waiting for them to prove his theory. Rogue was fed up. Beast had been sobbing as she weeded his section as well as her own and now she was well into Gambit's. She decided that if she had to be stuck weeding Gambit's part of the lawn she might as well have fun with the flower phobic Cajun.
