As We Were
Disclamier: I've been stuffed in your pocket for the last 100 days.
Review Response:
TheHotChick—I've done stuff like that too. Laughing at inappropriate times. I laughed during Night when you found out that if Elie had stayed in the hospital he would have been liberated by the Russians. Kinda funny, and ironic as he left to save his life. Prolonging is fun to do to annoy you peoples. No, I don't think Rogue has absorbed Emma. Why do you ask?
DemonRogue—Woot! Reviews for multiple chapters in one! Thanks!
Enchantedlight—Dankee!
DemonicGambit—Possibly... But there is a lot worse they can do. And remember, Remy's been around guys in drag for a while, I mean, he goes to RHPS almost every Saturday Night.
Turquoise—Oh my god! I hope you're okay! Poor kitty. My best wishes. Here, I wrote a Eulogy for it. "Turquoise's kitty was a good kitty, and it's time here on Earth was much to short for our liking. We only wish we could have gotten to know Turquoise's kitty better. Rest is piece, little kitty. We lurve you." Rogue is very forgiving because she LURVE'S him, and doesn't want to loose him as a friend. And she wants to keep the plot line working.
IvyZoe—Well, you get two things in one. In chapter 17, Rogue retaliates against Remy, trying to make him jealous, and we get Jono. I'm glad this chapter cleared stuff up for you, if you need any more clearing up, I'll be happy to let you join my seminar.
TheDreamerLady—I'm already there! Pass the apple cider! That stuff is tasty, man! No, Remy's not dressing in drag, but is doing another one of Pietro's past times. Hehe, I made funny!
epona04—Woot is an exclamation. Like: "Woooh!" Or "Yay!" Remy is always an ass. But one hot, sexy, ass.
Pomegranate Queen-- ::sighs:: I'm so sorry. I'm taking the Romy slow. I promise you in chapter 15 Remy starts thinking about it. He really does. Thanks for saying it's wonderfully written and all that jazzy jazz! It makes me feel all warm inside!
Ishandahalf—Yes, I've always been insane! WOOT FOR GOLD STARS! ::dances:: I've got gold stars! I've got gold stars! I did something like that once too, I was at my friend's house after we got back from the Warped Tour, and she was on line with one of the girls who went and the girl who's house I was at, Maddie, said, "Jessica says hi!" And I said, "Hi!" And then I waved. And I looked like a dork. Everyone wants Remy in drag! But no, no drag. As I said earlier, another one of Pietro's favorite past times, and no, it's not a threesome either! I know, when I wrote that, I looked down in disbelief at my fingers and yelled, "DAMN YOU FINGERS! WHY MUST YOU WRITE SUCH AWFUL NON ROMYNESS?" I debated cutting them off, but then realized that if I did it myself, I'd most likely bleed to death, and then I couldn't write. So, I'm just mad at my fingers currently.
Misspresh—Hey! New Reviewer! Hi there! Thanks so much! Romy starts coming..soonish. Remy starts thinking more heavily in chapter 15. So, ::grins and nodds:: Woot!
Fudgebrowne—Ah, Betsy ass kicking... That shall be coming shortly, I do believe.
EvilWhiteRaven—No, no Remy in drag, though that would be really hot. The Breakfast Club is a kick ass movie! It's my next parody that I'm writing, whenever I get up to uploading the final 4 chapters of Wow, Cult Classic. I should do that soon, don't you agree?
Loneraven—First person to get it! Well, they sorta makeup him. He will dump Betsy, I think I'm planning on chapter 20 he dumps her because Betsy is unt bitch.
RikaTabithaStarr—Nope, he shan't be dressing as a girl. Yeah, there is a difference, but Rogue's mind wasn't working. It's okay, I get confused easily... I think...
Star-of-Chaos—Who wouldn't?
SickmindedSucker— No, they aren't. Sorry. It's all about sex, yo. Good idea about the book series! And then in every chapter we will depict another way that Besty can die! Slowly and painfully! Funny, painful, fast, odd, stupid, etc. Wait, is there such a thing as stupid ways to die? Evil Logan rocks my socks! I lurve him, because he can be such an asshole and always wants to kill something or maim someone. It can be anyone. No one is safe from... EVIL LOGAN! The word 'evil' is just a cool word, yo. FUN! PEOPLE DRESSED AS KURT! Did any of them come close to looking like the sexy blue fuzzy one? I would be sad if you couldn't review my stuff too! Next chapter is coming.
FOR ALL OF THOSE WHO WANT ROMY SO BADLY THAT THEY WILL KILL ME TO GET IT: What do you say to... Romylicious dream sequence?
"Why did I agree t' do dis again?" Remy frowned, looking at Rogue and Wanda who were currently giving him a facial. Wanda had insisted that Rogue use her half an hour to make over Remy, and anything after that she'd help with. Poor Wanda, not knowing about Rogue's little... problem with her powers...
"Because it makes your skin nice and soft, and it gets rid of blackheads, pimples and grease," Wanda said, reading the back of a clay mask.
"Dat explains it. But I jus' can' seem t' get why girls go t'rough dis torture t' be beautiful."
"This isn't torture," Rogue said, picking out a dark red nail polish to put on her toes later. "Waxing is torture," Rogue shivered at the memory. "Ah think Ah prefer razors."
"Waxin' my mustache?" Remy looked horrified at the thought.
"No, your legs, your under-arms, and the occasional bikini wax," Wanda said, applying the cool blue mask to Remy's soft face.
"Bikini wax?" Remy looked intrigued. "Have either of you gotten one done?"
"Ha!" Rogue laughed.
"No," Wanda said. "I can hex hair not to grow where it shows in a bikini."
"Useful," Rogue pointed out, opening the bottle and beginning to paint her big toe.
"So, none of y' shave like a porn star?" Remy questioned, squenching his nose as the mask was starting to harden. Rogue and Wanda burst out laughing.
"Like we'd tell you!" Wanda said, frowning at Remy as she placed a coat of red nail polish on her nails. Where else does nail polish go anyway?
"Awww! Come on! Remy be one o' de girls t'night, so dat means he's entitled t' all dat girly stuff dat y' talk 'bout." Confuddled by Remy's logic, Wanda sighed.
"Yes. I shave like a porn star. Are you happy?"
"Very," Remy replied happily. "Now, y', Roguey."
"Not gonna tell!" Rogue said firmly, re-capping her nail polish.
"I told," Wanda pointed out.
"And Ah'm not gonna!" Rogue said firmly.
"It's obvious she isn't going to tell, Remy," Wanda said, turning towards Remy.
"Will y' tell den?" Remy asked, turning to the witch next to him. "An' can y' get dis blue crap off mon bonne face?" Wanda sighed, went to the bathroom to retrieve a wet rag and wash the mask of her face as well.
But before she disappeared, she poked her head around the corner and said, "I'll leave you two alone for a while. Don't do anything I wouldn't do!"
"Tha problem with that is that she's done it all b'fore with John," Rogue sighed, scrunching her nose.
"Y' can' tell me dat after all dese years, y' still a virgin?" Remy looked at Rogue.
"No guys come near meh. Anyone who does is a clueless idiot who jus' wants sex, an' it's only half an hour, Remy," Rogue pointed out.
"Still, it don' have t' be long. Jus' a quickie," Remy smiled. "An' I'd be willin' t' give it a test drive." Just then, Wanda re-appeared.
"You're attatched," Wanda reminded, giving Rogue a 'Haha!' smile over Remy's head. "Now, this wash cloth is warm, so just let it sit on your face and it'll remove all the blue gunk, okay?" Remy nodded mutely as Wanda shoved the rag in Remy's face.
"Achk!" Remy gasped as the wet rag hit his cheek. "What was dat for?"
"That was for you to remove the blue gunk off your face, as I told you earlier," Wanda sighed. As Remy put the rag over his face, Wanda turned back to Rogue. "And it'll keep him quiet for a while."
"Remy 'eard dat!" Remy complained, lifting the cloth from his face.
"Rogue... Do you mind... At all... Just a little... To get him to shut up for a while..." Wanda said, looking hopefully at Rogue, who sighed.
"Mah half an' hour's almos' up," Rogue said regretfully. She then reached across and touched Remy's foot lightly.
"Y're hand's cold," Remy's muffled voice complained.
"I told you to put the powers back on," Wanda looked at Rogue.
"They are on!" Rogue frowned. "Jus'... Not..."
"Working," Wanda finished. They both looked at Remy, who was still very conscious. Wanda then looked at Rogue and Remy removed the wash cloth and looked at Rogue too.
"What tha hell is goin' on here?" Rogue said, looking down at her hands very confused. All that Logan had told her the day before about the brain waves had temporarily gone out of her mind.
"Well, Xavier said dat y' were gettin' de irregular brain waves... Maybe dat's it..." Remy suggested.
"That's probably just it... Yeah..." Wanda nodded, smiling encouragingly. "Got that gunk off your face yet, Remy?"
"Yeah, it's off," Remy said, rubbing his face with the offending blue cloth just to make sure.
"Good," Wanda nodded. "Can we watch a movie now?"
Once the movie was over, Wanda spoke up. "Try it again," She urged Rogue. Rogue looked reluctantly at Remy.
"I'm game," Remy said, hoping to god that Hank was wrong about Rogue's X- Gene disappearing. Rogue sighed, knowing she was out numbered and reached to touch Remy. A few moments passed.
"Nothin'," Rogue said, pulling her arm back.
"I've got an idea!" Wanda said, looking at the clock. It only read 10. "Since your powers are hitting a malfunction... Let's get out!" Rogue looked at her like she was crazy.
"Are ya crazy? Where would we go? What would we do?"
"What would you wear?" Wanda pointed out as Rogue sighed.
"Don' ya dare use meh as your own personal Barbie!" But it was too late, as Wanda was pulling at Kitty and had headed to Rogue's closet.
"Ooh," Remy said, pulling a black thong of his head that had landed there when Wanda threw it.
"Gimme that!" Rogue shrieked, diving for the thong and attempting to seize it from Remy.
"Non," Remy said, putting it in his pocket. "I'll t'ink dat I'll keep it." Rogue sighed angrily.
"Nope, nope, nope, no, no.. Did you borrow this from Kitty by any chance?" Wanda asked, holding up a pink camisole.
"Yes," Rogue frowned.
"No, no, no, possibly, no, no, yes," Wanda threw a pair of tight black leather pants on the bed. "Is this mine?" She held up a black tank-top with red lace below the bust and as the straps.
"Yes," Rogue sighed.
"Okay. Well, you're borrowing it again," Wanda said, retreating from the closet. "With those pants," She pointed to the pants. "And your boots," She pointed to where Rogue's boots sat. "And that thong that Remy needs to give back."
"Non," Remy smirked.
"I hope you have another one, Rogue," Wanda said. "Or you're gonna have to go commando."
Disclamier: I've been stuffed in your pocket for the last 100 days.
Review Response:
TheHotChick—I've done stuff like that too. Laughing at inappropriate times. I laughed during Night when you found out that if Elie had stayed in the hospital he would have been liberated by the Russians. Kinda funny, and ironic as he left to save his life. Prolonging is fun to do to annoy you peoples. No, I don't think Rogue has absorbed Emma. Why do you ask?
DemonRogue—Woot! Reviews for multiple chapters in one! Thanks!
Enchantedlight—Dankee!
DemonicGambit—Possibly... But there is a lot worse they can do. And remember, Remy's been around guys in drag for a while, I mean, he goes to RHPS almost every Saturday Night.
Turquoise—Oh my god! I hope you're okay! Poor kitty. My best wishes. Here, I wrote a Eulogy for it. "Turquoise's kitty was a good kitty, and it's time here on Earth was much to short for our liking. We only wish we could have gotten to know Turquoise's kitty better. Rest is piece, little kitty. We lurve you." Rogue is very forgiving because she LURVE'S him, and doesn't want to loose him as a friend. And she wants to keep the plot line working.
IvyZoe—Well, you get two things in one. In chapter 17, Rogue retaliates against Remy, trying to make him jealous, and we get Jono. I'm glad this chapter cleared stuff up for you, if you need any more clearing up, I'll be happy to let you join my seminar.
TheDreamerLady—I'm already there! Pass the apple cider! That stuff is tasty, man! No, Remy's not dressing in drag, but is doing another one of Pietro's past times. Hehe, I made funny!
epona04—Woot is an exclamation. Like: "Woooh!" Or "Yay!" Remy is always an ass. But one hot, sexy, ass.
Pomegranate Queen-- ::sighs:: I'm so sorry. I'm taking the Romy slow. I promise you in chapter 15 Remy starts thinking about it. He really does. Thanks for saying it's wonderfully written and all that jazzy jazz! It makes me feel all warm inside!
Ishandahalf—Yes, I've always been insane! WOOT FOR GOLD STARS! ::dances:: I've got gold stars! I've got gold stars! I did something like that once too, I was at my friend's house after we got back from the Warped Tour, and she was on line with one of the girls who went and the girl who's house I was at, Maddie, said, "Jessica says hi!" And I said, "Hi!" And then I waved. And I looked like a dork. Everyone wants Remy in drag! But no, no drag. As I said earlier, another one of Pietro's favorite past times, and no, it's not a threesome either! I know, when I wrote that, I looked down in disbelief at my fingers and yelled, "DAMN YOU FINGERS! WHY MUST YOU WRITE SUCH AWFUL NON ROMYNESS?" I debated cutting them off, but then realized that if I did it myself, I'd most likely bleed to death, and then I couldn't write. So, I'm just mad at my fingers currently.
Misspresh—Hey! New Reviewer! Hi there! Thanks so much! Romy starts coming..soonish. Remy starts thinking more heavily in chapter 15. So, ::grins and nodds:: Woot!
Fudgebrowne—Ah, Betsy ass kicking... That shall be coming shortly, I do believe.
EvilWhiteRaven—No, no Remy in drag, though that would be really hot. The Breakfast Club is a kick ass movie! It's my next parody that I'm writing, whenever I get up to uploading the final 4 chapters of Wow, Cult Classic. I should do that soon, don't you agree?
Loneraven—First person to get it! Well, they sorta makeup him. He will dump Betsy, I think I'm planning on chapter 20 he dumps her because Betsy is unt bitch.
RikaTabithaStarr—Nope, he shan't be dressing as a girl. Yeah, there is a difference, but Rogue's mind wasn't working. It's okay, I get confused easily... I think...
Star-of-Chaos—Who wouldn't?
SickmindedSucker— No, they aren't. Sorry. It's all about sex, yo. Good idea about the book series! And then in every chapter we will depict another way that Besty can die! Slowly and painfully! Funny, painful, fast, odd, stupid, etc. Wait, is there such a thing as stupid ways to die? Evil Logan rocks my socks! I lurve him, because he can be such an asshole and always wants to kill something or maim someone. It can be anyone. No one is safe from... EVIL LOGAN! The word 'evil' is just a cool word, yo. FUN! PEOPLE DRESSED AS KURT! Did any of them come close to looking like the sexy blue fuzzy one? I would be sad if you couldn't review my stuff too! Next chapter is coming.
FOR ALL OF THOSE WHO WANT ROMY SO BADLY THAT THEY WILL KILL ME TO GET IT: What do you say to... Romylicious dream sequence?
"Why did I agree t' do dis again?" Remy frowned, looking at Rogue and Wanda who were currently giving him a facial. Wanda had insisted that Rogue use her half an hour to make over Remy, and anything after that she'd help with. Poor Wanda, not knowing about Rogue's little... problem with her powers...
"Because it makes your skin nice and soft, and it gets rid of blackheads, pimples and grease," Wanda said, reading the back of a clay mask.
"Dat explains it. But I jus' can' seem t' get why girls go t'rough dis torture t' be beautiful."
"This isn't torture," Rogue said, picking out a dark red nail polish to put on her toes later. "Waxing is torture," Rogue shivered at the memory. "Ah think Ah prefer razors."
"Waxin' my mustache?" Remy looked horrified at the thought.
"No, your legs, your under-arms, and the occasional bikini wax," Wanda said, applying the cool blue mask to Remy's soft face.
"Bikini wax?" Remy looked intrigued. "Have either of you gotten one done?"
"Ha!" Rogue laughed.
"No," Wanda said. "I can hex hair not to grow where it shows in a bikini."
"Useful," Rogue pointed out, opening the bottle and beginning to paint her big toe.
"So, none of y' shave like a porn star?" Remy questioned, squenching his nose as the mask was starting to harden. Rogue and Wanda burst out laughing.
"Like we'd tell you!" Wanda said, frowning at Remy as she placed a coat of red nail polish on her nails. Where else does nail polish go anyway?
"Awww! Come on! Remy be one o' de girls t'night, so dat means he's entitled t' all dat girly stuff dat y' talk 'bout." Confuddled by Remy's logic, Wanda sighed.
"Yes. I shave like a porn star. Are you happy?"
"Very," Remy replied happily. "Now, y', Roguey."
"Not gonna tell!" Rogue said firmly, re-capping her nail polish.
"I told," Wanda pointed out.
"And Ah'm not gonna!" Rogue said firmly.
"It's obvious she isn't going to tell, Remy," Wanda said, turning towards Remy.
"Will y' tell den?" Remy asked, turning to the witch next to him. "An' can y' get dis blue crap off mon bonne face?" Wanda sighed, went to the bathroom to retrieve a wet rag and wash the mask of her face as well.
But before she disappeared, she poked her head around the corner and said, "I'll leave you two alone for a while. Don't do anything I wouldn't do!"
"Tha problem with that is that she's done it all b'fore with John," Rogue sighed, scrunching her nose.
"Y' can' tell me dat after all dese years, y' still a virgin?" Remy looked at Rogue.
"No guys come near meh. Anyone who does is a clueless idiot who jus' wants sex, an' it's only half an hour, Remy," Rogue pointed out.
"Still, it don' have t' be long. Jus' a quickie," Remy smiled. "An' I'd be willin' t' give it a test drive." Just then, Wanda re-appeared.
"You're attatched," Wanda reminded, giving Rogue a 'Haha!' smile over Remy's head. "Now, this wash cloth is warm, so just let it sit on your face and it'll remove all the blue gunk, okay?" Remy nodded mutely as Wanda shoved the rag in Remy's face.
"Achk!" Remy gasped as the wet rag hit his cheek. "What was dat for?"
"That was for you to remove the blue gunk off your face, as I told you earlier," Wanda sighed. As Remy put the rag over his face, Wanda turned back to Rogue. "And it'll keep him quiet for a while."
"Remy 'eard dat!" Remy complained, lifting the cloth from his face.
"Rogue... Do you mind... At all... Just a little... To get him to shut up for a while..." Wanda said, looking hopefully at Rogue, who sighed.
"Mah half an' hour's almos' up," Rogue said regretfully. She then reached across and touched Remy's foot lightly.
"Y're hand's cold," Remy's muffled voice complained.
"I told you to put the powers back on," Wanda looked at Rogue.
"They are on!" Rogue frowned. "Jus'... Not..."
"Working," Wanda finished. They both looked at Remy, who was still very conscious. Wanda then looked at Rogue and Remy removed the wash cloth and looked at Rogue too.
"What tha hell is goin' on here?" Rogue said, looking down at her hands very confused. All that Logan had told her the day before about the brain waves had temporarily gone out of her mind.
"Well, Xavier said dat y' were gettin' de irregular brain waves... Maybe dat's it..." Remy suggested.
"That's probably just it... Yeah..." Wanda nodded, smiling encouragingly. "Got that gunk off your face yet, Remy?"
"Yeah, it's off," Remy said, rubbing his face with the offending blue cloth just to make sure.
"Good," Wanda nodded. "Can we watch a movie now?"
Once the movie was over, Wanda spoke up. "Try it again," She urged Rogue. Rogue looked reluctantly at Remy.
"I'm game," Remy said, hoping to god that Hank was wrong about Rogue's X- Gene disappearing. Rogue sighed, knowing she was out numbered and reached to touch Remy. A few moments passed.
"Nothin'," Rogue said, pulling her arm back.
"I've got an idea!" Wanda said, looking at the clock. It only read 10. "Since your powers are hitting a malfunction... Let's get out!" Rogue looked at her like she was crazy.
"Are ya crazy? Where would we go? What would we do?"
"What would you wear?" Wanda pointed out as Rogue sighed.
"Don' ya dare use meh as your own personal Barbie!" But it was too late, as Wanda was pulling at Kitty and had headed to Rogue's closet.
"Ooh," Remy said, pulling a black thong of his head that had landed there when Wanda threw it.
"Gimme that!" Rogue shrieked, diving for the thong and attempting to seize it from Remy.
"Non," Remy said, putting it in his pocket. "I'll t'ink dat I'll keep it." Rogue sighed angrily.
"Nope, nope, nope, no, no.. Did you borrow this from Kitty by any chance?" Wanda asked, holding up a pink camisole.
"Yes," Rogue frowned.
"No, no, no, possibly, no, no, yes," Wanda threw a pair of tight black leather pants on the bed. "Is this mine?" She held up a black tank-top with red lace below the bust and as the straps.
"Yes," Rogue sighed.
"Okay. Well, you're borrowing it again," Wanda said, retreating from the closet. "With those pants," She pointed to the pants. "And your boots," She pointed to where Rogue's boots sat. "And that thong that Remy needs to give back."
"Non," Remy smirked.
"I hope you have another one, Rogue," Wanda said. "Or you're gonna have to go commando."