As We Were:
This chapter's for you Pandora's Sorrow! It's the… REMY CHAPTER! DUN DUN DUN! We find out /all/ of Remy's opinion's on Rogue, and his opinion's on Betsy. Ready for fun?
Disclamier: Take me to the river, put me in the water.
Review Response:
PomegranateQueen-- youjust about puked? I WAS WRITING THE DAMN THING! Next chapter, Betsy gets flirty, and that's all I'm saying. It didn't sound whiney, it sounded funny.
RikaTabithaStarr- No problem! Well, you find out in this chapter why six years mattered to Remy. And Remy's mean. I'm writing chapter 19 now, and it's quite funny how the plot thickens. Betsy just turned 23, as I mentioned in one of the chapters.
SickmindedSucker—Ass kicking coming up! Betsy get's what's coming to her in 18, while Ally gets it in 17. Yay! Pervs all the way! But Bobby would be pretty cold… Brrr… Sounds kinky! Constant update scheduals are good, unless I have no more chapters waiting ahead and I have to write them. But being shoved up to my cabin for a long time defiantly will help that.
Turquoise—No problem. Your welcome kitty up in kitty heaven! ::waves::
Goldylokz—You have an LJ too? Cool stuff!
IvyZoe—Thanks! The dream sequence comes in chapter eighteen. Which was the chapter I was working on when I uploaded the previous chapter. Am I making sense? Yeah, they may go clubbing later though, don't worry about it!
Ishandahalf—Fun! I've got black nailpolish on now. I always bite my nails and peel off the polish. I know, we love Wanda for that. Well, that and what happens in this chapter that knocks it into place. Unfortunatly, not literally. That is such a good idea! Why did I never think of that? Curse you and your brains! Very awkward/embarrassing. Remy is an ass, but I love him just the same. METAL FOR WANDA! Your reviews always make me laugh. Rogue does tarnish Betsy's reputation in chapter 18, so fear not. And it gets more romilicious! Woot for gold stars!
Panther Nesmith—I do!
Totally Obsessed47—Hey, NEW REVIEWER! I'm so proud of my amazing talents, making people hate Betsy. ::Grins evilly:: I do love myself. I liked the Remy/Wanda thing too! Yay!
Fudgebrowne—Oh, yes. Chapter eighteen, I do believe.
Dreamcatcher89—Why, yes, I am quite a funny person. Whore is the only way to describe Betsy besides purple-haired-ninja-skank, or bitch. Music is awesome! Personally, my favorite song of Alkaline Trio (And the only one I've heard that I know of) would have to be their cover of Frankenstein Place. Yeah, a bikini wax /does/ sound painful. The power of a razor!
Rage-girl-o5—It's only for the ball pit? This sounds fun! Woot! McDonalds has kickass fries, but I don't like their other stuff. Burger King's burgers are better, much.
TheHotChick—Well, not exactly what she deserves. But she has a bunch more coming to her!
DemonicGambit—I will be out of town. But I will update as soon as I arrive at home though. I promise! ::holds up three fingers:: Girl Scout's honor. ::shudders:: That place is scary. I did up until 5th grade for I was a hopeless child. I would have quit, had it not been the 'cool' thing to do.
Pyros-gal—Ooh, a NEW REVIEWER! Or so I think you are. Thanks! I'm smiling happily, because reviews make me happy! Yay!
Kitty-mm—Don't worry! Don't worry! ::grins:: I hate Retsy. Wait… THEN WHY THE HELL AM I WRITING IT?
keika bee—Okay dookie! Fun word! Dorks are much alike with me. I'm using strange English right now because I just got back from my cabin! Yay!
Panther Pendragon—Heya Newbie reviewer! She says that because… I wasn't exactly paying attention, and it's being ironic. I think that's the word at least. Yeah, that's the correct definition.
DemonRogue13, enchantedlight, loneraven—Thanks!
"So," John said, ushering Remy into his room. "What do you want to do first, eh? We can paint each other's nails, gush about boys, or… ah… gush about boys!" John said, impersonating who Remy believed to be Kitty.
"No t'anks dere, homme," Remy said, sitting on John's messy bed, glancing around at the room. He had a dresser over flowing with clothes, various candles and lighters spread on the top, a wallet size photo of Wanda… Not wearing too much… A few movie and music posters, and a desk, on which sat a lap top, more lighters and candles, a few books, a lamp, and a picture of the entirety of the Mutant Trannies all dolled up.
Next to his bed, (complete with Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle bed sheets,) was a bedside table with two books on it. –The Hitchikers Guide to the Galaxy- and –Interview with the Vampire-, Remy looked at the second book, picked it up, and addressed John.
"Y' read dese too?" He questioned.
"Yeah, I'm tryin' me best to write a novel, an' I use Anne Rice as a good inspiration," John said smiling. "The book was Wanda's, until she got a boxed set."
"An' what be dis novel about?" Remy asked.
"It's on me laptop, it's a Gothic romance, wanna read some of it?" [1] John didn't give Remy time to respond as he sat down on the laptop and pulled up a file. Remy sat down in the computer chair, with quite a few burn marks on it, and began reading.
'Anita licked her lips seductively, making sure to get every last bit of blood off of them before turning to her master. "Have I done well?" She enquired.
"Very well," the master replied, striding over to Anita and her victim. 'You have learned well, Anita, and such learning must go with rewards.' Anita looked at her master, her eyes widening in excitement. "Oh! Do you really mean it, master?" "Yes, Anita, I do. Now follow me," He left the room with a flourish of his cape, and Anita trailed after him like a puppy, anxious to see what new pleasures her master had in store for her this evening,' That was where Remy stopped and looked at John, who smiled, anxious for Remy's response.
"It's very… erotic…" Remy said, nodding. "But didn't y' know dat vampires can't have sex? De don't go no excess blood flow," From the look on John's face, John was disappointed.
"I don' care!" He said triumphantly, snapping the lap top shut. "It's my book! I can do with them whatever I want! Even if I want them all to go to Burger King in the nude in broad daylight and pick their noses, it shall be done!" He proclaimed with an air of authority. So Remy decided to back off.
"All right den," Remy nodded. "But other den dat, it's pretty damn good."
"You mean it?" John looked up at Remy with huge puppy dog eyes, happy with the praise.
"Seriously, I do,"
"I LOVE YOU!" John announced, hugging Remy tightly.
"All right… I know dat I told de people at de instiuite dat Remy was gay, but he's really not. He just needed an excuse to go t' de mall with Rogue," Remy said, trying to peel the offending Australian off of him.
Just then, a loud crash sounded down stairs, followed by the thumping up the stairs, and John's door flying open.
"What the hell?" Lance balked, looking at John and Remy, still hugging.
"We should be asking you the same question," John smirked, releasing Remy. "What was that bang?"
"A gang bang," Remy smiled in spite of himself.
"No, seriously, what was it?" John pressed.
"I threw a lamp at the wall," Lance confessed.
"An' why did y' do dis?" Remy questioned.
"Toad! The little insect was bugging me about Kitty… I still can't get over how she dumped me for that… that… Ruskie!" Lance sat down on the bed.
"Awww, poor ickle Lancey, still pinning for Kitty-witty," John mocked. He straightened up and looked at Lance. "Ya know what I'd do?"
"I don't particularly care, but I see I have no choice," Lance sighed, putting his head in his hands.
"Go rob a bank, or a small store, and then take the cash and go buy a hooker!" John grinned manically.
"You know," Lance said, jumping up, hitting John in the head as he did so. "I think you might be right!" So, Lance skipped outside happily. Only he didn't exactly skip. He frolicked. [2]
"And next, on BLN, mutant suspected for robbing small child carrying money to go to a candy store, details at ten," John laughed.
"Dat homme's not man enough t' have a stick up," Remy relayed. "An' even if he did, den Kitty would never go back t' him."
"So true, so true," John sighed. "So, I'm dying to know… how does it feel to have two women lusting after you?"
Remy sighed and sunk down, using the bed as a back rest. "How'd y' find out about dis?"
"Wanda," John said, nodding. "An' if ya don't wanna talk about it that way… I'll just ask you some questions! Either way, I win, an' you lose, an' have ta spill your guts out, mate," John grinned evilly.
"Fine," Remy sighed dejectedly. "First question."
"So, how far exactly have you an' the Ninja-Super-Model-Skank gone?"
"Y' din' hear about dis?" Remy looked at John. "All de way, an' den some."
"Hot diggity!" John clapped his hands excitedly together. "Did ya, at one point, every have a crush on Rogue?"
"Remember right after we met de first time, when us mutants were exposed?" John nodded. "When I saw 'er, an' charged up de card t' give t' 'er, I looked int' 'er eyes, an' I fell in love."
"So dat's, I mean, that's why ya kidnapped her!" John gasped.
"Well, dat, an' de fact dat she needed a break. I still liked 'er, an' when I joined de X-Men, an' got t' know 'er, an' I found out dat she was six years younger den me, so, I realized dat I had t' let go o' 'er.
When she tried t' kill 'erself, I panicked. I din' know what t' do. I drank a lot more den usual, an' smoked a considerable amount. Den de older group joined. Tessa, Bishop, who had violent tendencies towards me, Emma, Warren, Ally, an' Betsy.
Once I saw Betsy, I was standoffish. Din' know what t' t'ink. But I got t' know 'er, an' den I finally got up de courage t' ask 'er out. By den, m' n' Rogue were really good friends. She was surprisin'ly good natured t'wards me, even after de kinappin'. We found out dat day dat we had a lot in common. Music, books, we were both from de South, an' family. An' now, Wanda's got m' re-t'inkin' about all o' dis. M' n' Rogue's got more n' common den m' an' Betsy," Remy stopped, and looked at John.
"At the risk of joining the staff at the cheese factory," John stated. "I think that ya should follow your heart on this one!" Remy narrowed his demonic eyes and looked at John.
"Dat's de t'ing! I don' 'ave a heart t' follow!"
"Ah… um… Good point there," John said, pointing at Remy. "Follow ya nose!"
"Dat's it, no more cereal fer y'," Remy frowned and threw a pillow at John. Hard.
"Ow! That hurt! ABUSE! ABUSE!" John yelled as Remy got up and began chasing him down with a pillow.
"Shut up! Shut up!" Remy yelled at the Australian, who was currently on top of his bookshelf.
"I wasn't talkin'," John stuck his tongue out at Remy. "I was screamin'." This caused the Cajun to throw the pillow at John, who caught it, and sat down upon it. "An' anyway, ya never answered my original question!"
"What question was dat?" Remy asked, crossing his arms.
"The one in which I asked ya what's it like to have two women lustin' after ya!" John said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Well, fine den, I'll answer dat, but dat's enough questions! It's… differen'. As I told y' earlier, I used t' have feelin's fer Rogue, but now dat she returns 'um, an' m' feelin's are t'wards Betsy… I'm jus' confused."
"An' that leads me back to my original note!" John said triumphantly, jumping down from the bookcase. "Follow your nose! All right, now that ya got two lovely ladies lustin' over you, who are ya gonna choose?"
"Y' tol' me t' follow mon nose. So I don' see how dat helps with anythin'."
"That's why I had a back up plan! Follow your heart!"
"Dat's de problem! I can' choose between de two o' dem! I love dem both! Why d' y' t'ink dat I've spent so much time with Rogue?"
"Because you thought she smelt good?" This merited a whack upside the head from Remy.
"Non! Because I can' decide between de two of dem! Sure, Betsy's got what Rogue don't got."
"Meanin'?" John enquired.
"Betsy can touch, 24/7. Rogue's more o' my type!"
"But… Wow. That's kinda selfish."
"Oh, I know it, John!" Remy sat defeated on the bed. "But now there's de fact dat Rogue's missin' her X-gene… So…"
"WOAH! Hold it!" John yelled. "Rogue's missin' her mutant maker?"
"Oui. Some how it went away. No clue how, now lemme continue. Remy would love Rogue right now but… Remy's sorta already declared 'is love t' Betsy."
"Then dump her!" John said as if explaining it to a two year old.
"Y' don' understand! I can' jus do dat! Dat's mean!"
"Never stopped you before," John pointed out. "Like with Becky, and'Ella, an' Sophie, an' Rosie, an' Katy, an' Gabby, an' the list goes on an' on!"
"I hate it when you're right."
"That's strange. Because I love it!"
"But I jus' can'! Dat would be cruel an' heartless, an' I now live wit' her, an' dat would make it completely unbearable."
"You could always kill 'er off, mate."
"Oui, I could see dat bein' done," Remy pantomimed picking up a phone. "Bonjour, is Bella dere? Oh, bonjour Bella, Remy was jus' wonderin' if y' wanted t' go an' kill mon ex girlfriend fer me? Oh, that'd be great. Oh, din' Remy mention? She be a ninja?" Remy rolled his eyes. "Get real, John."
"Then ya may jus' haffta let nature run it's course," John pointed out. "An' let Roguey get carried off into the sunset by a strange an' handsome mystierious stranger, an' then she'll get hurt, an' you'll blame yourself for not protectin' her! Your choice."
"Right now," Remy said. "Is one o' de times dat I hate y' beyond reason."
"I love you too!"
1) In the comics, John writes gothic romances.
2) Reference to Link and Luigi. I lurve them.
This chapter's for you Pandora's Sorrow! It's the… REMY CHAPTER! DUN DUN DUN! We find out /all/ of Remy's opinion's on Rogue, and his opinion's on Betsy. Ready for fun?
Disclamier: Take me to the river, put me in the water.
Review Response:
PomegranateQueen-- youjust about puked? I WAS WRITING THE DAMN THING! Next chapter, Betsy gets flirty, and that's all I'm saying. It didn't sound whiney, it sounded funny.
RikaTabithaStarr- No problem! Well, you find out in this chapter why six years mattered to Remy. And Remy's mean. I'm writing chapter 19 now, and it's quite funny how the plot thickens. Betsy just turned 23, as I mentioned in one of the chapters.
SickmindedSucker—Ass kicking coming up! Betsy get's what's coming to her in 18, while Ally gets it in 17. Yay! Pervs all the way! But Bobby would be pretty cold… Brrr… Sounds kinky! Constant update scheduals are good, unless I have no more chapters waiting ahead and I have to write them. But being shoved up to my cabin for a long time defiantly will help that.
Turquoise—No problem. Your welcome kitty up in kitty heaven! ::waves::
Goldylokz—You have an LJ too? Cool stuff!
IvyZoe—Thanks! The dream sequence comes in chapter eighteen. Which was the chapter I was working on when I uploaded the previous chapter. Am I making sense? Yeah, they may go clubbing later though, don't worry about it!
Ishandahalf—Fun! I've got black nailpolish on now. I always bite my nails and peel off the polish. I know, we love Wanda for that. Well, that and what happens in this chapter that knocks it into place. Unfortunatly, not literally. That is such a good idea! Why did I never think of that? Curse you and your brains! Very awkward/embarrassing. Remy is an ass, but I love him just the same. METAL FOR WANDA! Your reviews always make me laugh. Rogue does tarnish Betsy's reputation in chapter 18, so fear not. And it gets more romilicious! Woot for gold stars!
Panther Nesmith—I do!
Totally Obsessed47—Hey, NEW REVIEWER! I'm so proud of my amazing talents, making people hate Betsy. ::Grins evilly:: I do love myself. I liked the Remy/Wanda thing too! Yay!
Fudgebrowne—Oh, yes. Chapter eighteen, I do believe.
Dreamcatcher89—Why, yes, I am quite a funny person. Whore is the only way to describe Betsy besides purple-haired-ninja-skank, or bitch. Music is awesome! Personally, my favorite song of Alkaline Trio (And the only one I've heard that I know of) would have to be their cover of Frankenstein Place. Yeah, a bikini wax /does/ sound painful. The power of a razor!
Rage-girl-o5—It's only for the ball pit? This sounds fun! Woot! McDonalds has kickass fries, but I don't like their other stuff. Burger King's burgers are better, much.
TheHotChick—Well, not exactly what she deserves. But she has a bunch more coming to her!
DemonicGambit—I will be out of town. But I will update as soon as I arrive at home though. I promise! ::holds up three fingers:: Girl Scout's honor. ::shudders:: That place is scary. I did up until 5th grade for I was a hopeless child. I would have quit, had it not been the 'cool' thing to do.
Pyros-gal—Ooh, a NEW REVIEWER! Or so I think you are. Thanks! I'm smiling happily, because reviews make me happy! Yay!
Kitty-mm—Don't worry! Don't worry! ::grins:: I hate Retsy. Wait… THEN WHY THE HELL AM I WRITING IT?
keika bee—Okay dookie! Fun word! Dorks are much alike with me. I'm using strange English right now because I just got back from my cabin! Yay!
Panther Pendragon—Heya Newbie reviewer! She says that because… I wasn't exactly paying attention, and it's being ironic. I think that's the word at least. Yeah, that's the correct definition.
DemonRogue13, enchantedlight, loneraven—Thanks!
"So," John said, ushering Remy into his room. "What do you want to do first, eh? We can paint each other's nails, gush about boys, or… ah… gush about boys!" John said, impersonating who Remy believed to be Kitty.
"No t'anks dere, homme," Remy said, sitting on John's messy bed, glancing around at the room. He had a dresser over flowing with clothes, various candles and lighters spread on the top, a wallet size photo of Wanda… Not wearing too much… A few movie and music posters, and a desk, on which sat a lap top, more lighters and candles, a few books, a lamp, and a picture of the entirety of the Mutant Trannies all dolled up.
Next to his bed, (complete with Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle bed sheets,) was a bedside table with two books on it. –The Hitchikers Guide to the Galaxy- and –Interview with the Vampire-, Remy looked at the second book, picked it up, and addressed John.
"Y' read dese too?" He questioned.
"Yeah, I'm tryin' me best to write a novel, an' I use Anne Rice as a good inspiration," John said smiling. "The book was Wanda's, until she got a boxed set."
"An' what be dis novel about?" Remy asked.
"It's on me laptop, it's a Gothic romance, wanna read some of it?" [1] John didn't give Remy time to respond as he sat down on the laptop and pulled up a file. Remy sat down in the computer chair, with quite a few burn marks on it, and began reading.
'Anita licked her lips seductively, making sure to get every last bit of blood off of them before turning to her master. "Have I done well?" She enquired.
"Very well," the master replied, striding over to Anita and her victim. 'You have learned well, Anita, and such learning must go with rewards.' Anita looked at her master, her eyes widening in excitement. "Oh! Do you really mean it, master?" "Yes, Anita, I do. Now follow me," He left the room with a flourish of his cape, and Anita trailed after him like a puppy, anxious to see what new pleasures her master had in store for her this evening,' That was where Remy stopped and looked at John, who smiled, anxious for Remy's response.
"It's very… erotic…" Remy said, nodding. "But didn't y' know dat vampires can't have sex? De don't go no excess blood flow," From the look on John's face, John was disappointed.
"I don' care!" He said triumphantly, snapping the lap top shut. "It's my book! I can do with them whatever I want! Even if I want them all to go to Burger King in the nude in broad daylight and pick their noses, it shall be done!" He proclaimed with an air of authority. So Remy decided to back off.
"All right den," Remy nodded. "But other den dat, it's pretty damn good."
"You mean it?" John looked up at Remy with huge puppy dog eyes, happy with the praise.
"Seriously, I do,"
"I LOVE YOU!" John announced, hugging Remy tightly.
"All right… I know dat I told de people at de instiuite dat Remy was gay, but he's really not. He just needed an excuse to go t' de mall with Rogue," Remy said, trying to peel the offending Australian off of him.
Just then, a loud crash sounded down stairs, followed by the thumping up the stairs, and John's door flying open.
"What the hell?" Lance balked, looking at John and Remy, still hugging.
"We should be asking you the same question," John smirked, releasing Remy. "What was that bang?"
"A gang bang," Remy smiled in spite of himself.
"No, seriously, what was it?" John pressed.
"I threw a lamp at the wall," Lance confessed.
"An' why did y' do dis?" Remy questioned.
"Toad! The little insect was bugging me about Kitty… I still can't get over how she dumped me for that… that… Ruskie!" Lance sat down on the bed.
"Awww, poor ickle Lancey, still pinning for Kitty-witty," John mocked. He straightened up and looked at Lance. "Ya know what I'd do?"
"I don't particularly care, but I see I have no choice," Lance sighed, putting his head in his hands.
"Go rob a bank, or a small store, and then take the cash and go buy a hooker!" John grinned manically.
"You know," Lance said, jumping up, hitting John in the head as he did so. "I think you might be right!" So, Lance skipped outside happily. Only he didn't exactly skip. He frolicked. [2]
"And next, on BLN, mutant suspected for robbing small child carrying money to go to a candy store, details at ten," John laughed.
"Dat homme's not man enough t' have a stick up," Remy relayed. "An' even if he did, den Kitty would never go back t' him."
"So true, so true," John sighed. "So, I'm dying to know… how does it feel to have two women lusting after you?"
Remy sighed and sunk down, using the bed as a back rest. "How'd y' find out about dis?"
"Wanda," John said, nodding. "An' if ya don't wanna talk about it that way… I'll just ask you some questions! Either way, I win, an' you lose, an' have ta spill your guts out, mate," John grinned evilly.
"Fine," Remy sighed dejectedly. "First question."
"So, how far exactly have you an' the Ninja-Super-Model-Skank gone?"
"Y' din' hear about dis?" Remy looked at John. "All de way, an' den some."
"Hot diggity!" John clapped his hands excitedly together. "Did ya, at one point, every have a crush on Rogue?"
"Remember right after we met de first time, when us mutants were exposed?" John nodded. "When I saw 'er, an' charged up de card t' give t' 'er, I looked int' 'er eyes, an' I fell in love."
"So dat's, I mean, that's why ya kidnapped her!" John gasped.
"Well, dat, an' de fact dat she needed a break. I still liked 'er, an' when I joined de X-Men, an' got t' know 'er, an' I found out dat she was six years younger den me, so, I realized dat I had t' let go o' 'er.
When she tried t' kill 'erself, I panicked. I din' know what t' do. I drank a lot more den usual, an' smoked a considerable amount. Den de older group joined. Tessa, Bishop, who had violent tendencies towards me, Emma, Warren, Ally, an' Betsy.
Once I saw Betsy, I was standoffish. Din' know what t' t'ink. But I got t' know 'er, an' den I finally got up de courage t' ask 'er out. By den, m' n' Rogue were really good friends. She was surprisin'ly good natured t'wards me, even after de kinappin'. We found out dat day dat we had a lot in common. Music, books, we were both from de South, an' family. An' now, Wanda's got m' re-t'inkin' about all o' dis. M' n' Rogue's got more n' common den m' an' Betsy," Remy stopped, and looked at John.
"At the risk of joining the staff at the cheese factory," John stated. "I think that ya should follow your heart on this one!" Remy narrowed his demonic eyes and looked at John.
"Dat's de t'ing! I don' 'ave a heart t' follow!"
"Ah… um… Good point there," John said, pointing at Remy. "Follow ya nose!"
"Dat's it, no more cereal fer y'," Remy frowned and threw a pillow at John. Hard.
"Ow! That hurt! ABUSE! ABUSE!" John yelled as Remy got up and began chasing him down with a pillow.
"Shut up! Shut up!" Remy yelled at the Australian, who was currently on top of his bookshelf.
"I wasn't talkin'," John stuck his tongue out at Remy. "I was screamin'." This caused the Cajun to throw the pillow at John, who caught it, and sat down upon it. "An' anyway, ya never answered my original question!"
"What question was dat?" Remy asked, crossing his arms.
"The one in which I asked ya what's it like to have two women lustin' after ya!" John said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Well, fine den, I'll answer dat, but dat's enough questions! It's… differen'. As I told y' earlier, I used t' have feelin's fer Rogue, but now dat she returns 'um, an' m' feelin's are t'wards Betsy… I'm jus' confused."
"An' that leads me back to my original note!" John said triumphantly, jumping down from the bookcase. "Follow your nose! All right, now that ya got two lovely ladies lustin' over you, who are ya gonna choose?"
"Y' tol' me t' follow mon nose. So I don' see how dat helps with anythin'."
"That's why I had a back up plan! Follow your heart!"
"Dat's de problem! I can' choose between de two o' dem! I love dem both! Why d' y' t'ink dat I've spent so much time with Rogue?"
"Because you thought she smelt good?" This merited a whack upside the head from Remy.
"Non! Because I can' decide between de two of dem! Sure, Betsy's got what Rogue don't got."
"Meanin'?" John enquired.
"Betsy can touch, 24/7. Rogue's more o' my type!"
"But… Wow. That's kinda selfish."
"Oh, I know it, John!" Remy sat defeated on the bed. "But now there's de fact dat Rogue's missin' her X-gene… So…"
"WOAH! Hold it!" John yelled. "Rogue's missin' her mutant maker?"
"Oui. Some how it went away. No clue how, now lemme continue. Remy would love Rogue right now but… Remy's sorta already declared 'is love t' Betsy."
"Then dump her!" John said as if explaining it to a two year old.
"Y' don' understand! I can' jus do dat! Dat's mean!"
"Never stopped you before," John pointed out. "Like with Becky, and'Ella, an' Sophie, an' Rosie, an' Katy, an' Gabby, an' the list goes on an' on!"
"I hate it when you're right."
"That's strange. Because I love it!"
"But I jus' can'! Dat would be cruel an' heartless, an' I now live wit' her, an' dat would make it completely unbearable."
"You could always kill 'er off, mate."
"Oui, I could see dat bein' done," Remy pantomimed picking up a phone. "Bonjour, is Bella dere? Oh, bonjour Bella, Remy was jus' wonderin' if y' wanted t' go an' kill mon ex girlfriend fer me? Oh, that'd be great. Oh, din' Remy mention? She be a ninja?" Remy rolled his eyes. "Get real, John."
"Then ya may jus' haffta let nature run it's course," John pointed out. "An' let Roguey get carried off into the sunset by a strange an' handsome mystierious stranger, an' then she'll get hurt, an' you'll blame yourself for not protectin' her! Your choice."
"Right now," Remy said. "Is one o' de times dat I hate y' beyond reason."
"I love you too!"
1) In the comics, John writes gothic romances.
2) Reference to Link and Luigi. I lurve them.