As We Were

Disclamier: I'm too good for death.

Review Response:

TheDreamerLady-- Oo, yeah, it is! I completley forgot! ::Smacks head::

silky black-- Ooh, that sounds prettyfull! I'm sure Wanda'll turn up in something like that. I should see that movie. Aren't vampire movies always erotic, though? But I'm not complaining!

PomegranateQueen-- believe it or not, I've debated killing of Remy, because well, the reviewers sure as hell hate him right now. Well, if you hate him now, you're going to want to KILL him in a painful way this chapter. Poor Remy. I will protect him. Without Remy, there is no Romy. And without Romy this is A) no reviews for me and B) no fic.

Star-of-Chaos-- Scott loves Emma, last time I checked. I love Emma, she's such a bitch.

ishandahalf-- I went to Europe last year! But you ran into your archenemy? Cool beans! M wanted me to have Betsy pull out and attack the telepath's bodies while they were un-concious. I debated doing it, but I was too lazy to type it. I'm always lazy.

IvyZoe-- Damn, I like your idea. Close, but no cigar. Which is good, because it gives you cancer, so if you don't have a cigar, you'll live longer so you can see the end! Keep trying to guess!

LadyDeathStrike1-- Good question. Even I don't know the answer to that one. She'll probably make an apperance.

I'm SO pissed at Why? They deleted my proudest works! Wow, Cult Classic, The Fellowship of the Knut, The Two Towers are falling down, Return of the Queen of the World, and Breakfast, Anyone! They are cruel and heartless. And they deleted some of my lesser important fics, but I'm going to kill them and murder them all one by one. Actually, when I get the time, most likely this weekend, I'm going to put them all up on my site, in an outlawed section. You can see them there! Link to my site (Shattered Silence) is in my profile!

And Now: A Word From Our Sponsers. M... Please, take it away.

Hello!
Yes, yes! I return!
I'm still dazzled by the marvelousness of this story. Aren't John and
Wanda ADORABLE?
Awwwwwwwww! Izzie cute wittle couple, wes it is.
Hmm.
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Yeah, I'm back to normal.
Anyhoo, ASGT writes really well, doesn't she? i particularly like her
characterization. (Plus, she included the Cuckoos. My favorite.) However,
I DO wish she would tell me what's going to happen next. You would think
that I would get a sneak peek at the next few chapters, but
nooooooooooooooo........ Torturous woman!

Today's wisdom:
I've prepared a list of people through history who MAY have been mutants.
(This, of course, is assuming that mutants controlled mutations
actually exist.) NOTE IN ALL CAPITOL LETTERS: IF YOU ARE EXTREMELY
RELIGIOUS, JUST SKIP THIS. IT REFERENCES JESUS CHRIST. OF COURSE, IT'S
BEYOND ME WHY AN EXTREMELY RELIGIOUS PERSON WOULD BE READING SOMETHING
INVOLVING EVOLUTION.

Jesus Christ- First possessor of the Phoenix force
Think about it. He rose from the dead and performed miracles. Also, the
early description of haloes was "a aura of HOLY FLAME". If that's not
Phoenix Force, I don't know what is is.

Leonardo Da Vinci- Futuresight
If Leonardo joined the X-Men, an excellent code name for him would be
Visionary, because he accurately predicted dozens of inventions WAY
before their time.

The Grecian runner of myth, Atlanta- Superspeed
It was said that no human could beat the great Atlanta in a race.

Houdini- Ability to "phase", whatever the fancy name for that is
He was a famous escape artist. Proof enough?

The goddess of wisdom, Minerva- Molecular reconfiguration
She transformed the Arachne, a mortal who angered her by challenging her
to a spinning contest, into a spider.

The Pied Piper of Hamlin- Telepathic nervous theft (Mind control)
Everyone knows this story, right? Him leading all the rats into the
river with his flute, and the like? Good.

Alexander the Great- Probability manipulation
Even when his army was hopelessly outnumbered, he and his troops still
prevailed, cutting a wide swath of destruction across Europe and some
of Africa.
Well, that's it. I'm out of ideas...... For now. When I come up with more
insanity you can be sure that I'll ask our beautiful ASGT to post it up
here.
In the words of Sean Connery:
"The league ish shet, and the game ish on."
M
(A pyrite star for whoever can tell me which movie that's from!)

"Is she up yet?" John asked. He and Wanda had been pacing the hospital wing for near an hour. Sure, they were happy that Rogue was all right, and was Rogue again, but they could be spending their time doing something more... productive...

"No," Hank sighed, taking a bite of his Twinkie. He saw John starring hungrily at it. "Twinkie?"

"Gimme!" John yelled, practically tackling Hank to get his Twinkie.

"Idiot," Wanda grinned, shaking her head.

"Well, at least her hair's back to normal," Hank said, giving up and throwing an un-opened Twinkie at John.

"What do you mean?"

"Her white streaks, they were blond for a while," he explained. "And we were pretty sure her eyes were blue too."

"Damn," Wanda muttered. "Now, John, can I have some of that Twinkie?"

"Can we make it kinky?" He asked.

"Sure," Wanda grinned wickedly.

"Please! Save my old soul from this wickedness," Hank said, throwing his arms up.

"I'll take that as a no then," John said, pouting.

"Unfortunatly," she sighed. "Or fortunately, depending on how you look at it."

Time passed slowly. Wanda had glanced at the clock ten times in the past five minutes.

"Where is she?" Warren gasped breathlessly, pushing himself into the room.

"Where is who? There are two 'she's in this room, and I demand to know if you're putting the moves on my girl!" John said, sticking his chest out.

"Rogue," Warren said. "Apparently, just before this whole ordeal, Remy broke up with Besty and I need to tell her this so we can 'break up' and I can get Besty and she can get Remy!"

"There would be a problem with that," Wanda said, spinning boredly in a chair. "As she's currently un-conscious--"

"Wait," John said. "She as in Besty or she as in Rogue?"

"Rogue, and Remy's rather mad at the girl over the stunt you two pulled," Wanda glanced coldly at Warren.

"We realized that too late," Warren said.

"An' I'd expect Remy to be standin' right by Rogues' bed 24/7," John said suddenly. "I mean, if he said that he's in love with the two girls, an' now he obviously doesn't like Psylocke no more... That man confuses me." John said nodding. "An' 'e's bloody selfish!"

"What do you mean?" Warren narrowed his eyes.

"Oh, 'e just said that the only reason he was going out with Psylocke in the firs' place was because she could touch and Rogue couldn't."

"God damn horny bastard," Warren swore.

"Excuse me," Hank said, coughing. "But I'm still in the room."

"Sorry," John said curtly before continuing. "Tell me about it. When he said that, I had half a mind to beat him with a shovel. Or a pillow, as that was closer at hand."

"I'll go talk to him," Warren said, making for the exit.

"Good luck," John called after. "He's sort of PMSing currently."

"Remy?" Warren called, walking into Remy's room.

"What?" He asked angrily, setting down his book.

"I need to talk to you."

"About what?"

"Rogue," Warren answered.

"Oh, bien. De girl dat y're datin', an' de girl dat occuses me o' rapin' 'er. Dats jus' peachy," Remy said bitterly.

"Remy, we took it too far. We're sorry."

"Took what too far?" Remy narrowed his demonic eyes at the winged one.

"When Rogue and me went out, it was to get Besty to stop flirting with me. She took me by surprise and I said yes. So, when we went out to lunch, she told me why she had asked me out and we came up with a plan. We were going to be the perfect little lovey-dovey couple to try to break you and Besty up. You know, get you two jealous."

"But why?" asked Remy. "I know dat Rogue liked me, but..."

"And I like Besty. She's always been nice to me, and she's pretty."

"An' lazy in bed," Remy added.

"Thank you," Warren said sarcastically. "Kind of wanted to find that out for myself."

"No problem, mon ami. But y' don' get it. I tol' Rogue t' kiss me t' prove dat she didn' like me no more. Which is what she said, about why she was datin' y'. God... Her kiss... It was much better den Remy remembers it bein'. Den again, it may have jus' been some bizarre kinky fetish o' Mastermind t' kiss me... I'll never know."

"So you love her then?" Warren concluded.

"Oui. An... Non.... I'm so fuckin' pissed at her right now. She hurt me. She hurt me bad. An' I don' know what t' do. I was so pissed dat I din' go an' help y' save Xavier from Danvers. John an' Wanda had t' come an' tell me off. An' I still din' care. So it'd be great if y' all would jus' stop buggin' me n' let me git on wit' mon life, an' figure dis out on my own. Maybe Remy should consider de gay lifestyle. I could do dat, don' y' tink?" Remy looked at Warren.

"Don't know," Warren said.

"OMG! Dat shirt is so atricous on y' mon ami, Remy t'inks dat with y' complexion a lime green shirt wit a highway worker orange wife-beater would be so much better den dat lemon n' strawberry combination y' got dere," Remy looked at Warren for apporoval.

"Don't get your hopes up," Warren confessed. "And you could never go with kissing guys."

"Remy don' know... Are dey anyt'ing like kissin' girls? He t'ought dat y'd know."

"I don't know," Warren said. Then, something strange happened. He felt Remy's lips against his for just a short time. Remy pulled back, a strange look on his face.

"Dat was discustin'," Remy said, spitting. "No offence t' y' o' not'in' but dat was icky," Remy pulled another face.

"What the hell came over you, Gambit?" Warren asked, slightly shocked.

"De gay lifestyle is defiantly not for me, mon ami."

"That didn't answer my question."

"I don' know, does dat answer y' question? Jus' like I don' know what I'm gonna do about Rogue. God damn dat girl. Damn her, dats what Remy says. I hope she dies."

"That's not a nice thing to say!" Warren said, sounding incredibly lame, even to himself.

"Well dat's how Remy's feelin' right now. Why don' y' go tell 'er dat I said dat. Tell 'er dat I don' wanna see her ever again. Got it Wings?" Remy looked coldly at Warren, his eyes glowing, scarring Warren a bit. "GOT IT?" He yelled louder. Warren nodded mutly before running off.



I hoped you all enjoyed the little bit of slash I put in there. ::drools:: HEY! REMY! WARREN!

Remy: No! Remy jus' want 'is Roguey! Is dat too much t' ask?

Yeah, for the time being. Sorry Romy fans!

So, what the hell's gotten into Remy? We'll find out! Or will we?