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Chapter 8 - Precious
After eating and trying to convince everyone that Bobby and I had not 'knocked boots', but that I had given him a back-rub, we moved into another room to watch some TV. Instantly there was a disagreement about what to see. Jean wanted to see Temptation Island, Rouge was eager to see The Bachelor, Belle was in the mood for a little Wrestling, Bobby was keen on watching cartoons in the form of Johnny Bravo, the rest of the males, with the exception of Beast who had disappeared back to his precious lab, wanted to watch football and I for one didn't care much about what I was watching.
The fight all started with Bobby making a dash for the much desirable remote, but Jean was one step ahead of him and grabbed a hold of the remote with the help of her telekinesis. Halfway the precious object was snatched by Rouge. The remote went from hand to hand while the fight went on.
While almost everyone else was caught up in the attempt to seize the TV-remote I sat down on a nearby sofa and watched as the fight continued. I was soon joined by none other than the man known as the 'Ragin' Cajun', Remy LeBeau.
"Good show, non?" he said smiling, moving a little closer.
"Yeah" I said turning my head slightly. 'Wow mama!' I thought. 'He's even hotter than I had imagined. And those eyes… That smile…' I swear to God that I was a second away from drooling.
Had he smiled at me a little longer I would have transformed to a pile of putty. Luckily for me he had turned his attention back to the fight because Jean and Rouge were now on the floor wrestling.
'Men!' I though.
Remy once again turned to me after the fight between Jean and Rouge had been interrupted by Bobby grabbing the remote and changing the channel for the hundredth time.
"I dun' believe we've met" he said. "I'm Gambit"
"Rose" I said, reaching out my hand to shake his, but he took it and placed a kiss on it instead. I don't think I've ever had that hard a time to not blush and giggle like a little school girl.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Rose"
"Not as much as it's to meet you Remy" I said.
"You heard about Remy? Only good things I hope" he said. He had been slightly surprised at first when she had first said his real name.
"I've heard much about you, both good and bad" I said turned towards the fight, which was still on, with a knowing smile on my lips.
"Is that so?" someone said standing somewhere behind me. I turned and was met by the sight of the fearless leader himself, Cyclops. "Mind sharing what you've heard?"
My only answer to that was a little smile and stating that I had heard 'a little of this and that'.
"I'm Scott Summers" he said.
"Rose" I said reaching out my hand to shake his. I swear to God that man had a firm shake. It was almost as he tried to squeeze my hand to death, the keyword being almost. "Nice to meet you"
After the little interruption Scott had made, he left.
"Isn't he Mr Popularity?" I mumbled. Nobody heard me, nobody except Remy who was laughing. "He has a stick so far up his ass that his breath smells like wood." 'Honestly, I never thought he actually was that stiff. That stick up his bum must be really big' I thought to myself.
Since the fight appeared to go on for a while I hurried to the kitchen again and grabbed a bag of potato chips. I walked back and sat down beside Remy, all curled up.
"You want?" I said offering him some.
"Great idea mon petite" he said taking a handful.
"Merci" I said shoving yet another handful into my mouth.
After yet another ten minutes the fight seemed to slowly end. The only ones who were still fighting were Belinda, Warren, Rouge and Bobby. Bobby and Rouge were currently having a pillow fight while Belinda had taken Warren on.
"Oh, that must have hurt" I said as Belle tackled Warren and pinned him to the ground. She yanked the remote from his hands and gave away a victorious cry.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Belle sang as she was still on top of Warren. She had her knees on both sides of him and was an inch or two above his lower stomach area. She suddenly realized what position she was in and looked blushingly down, where she was met with the amused face of Warren.
"Oh, don't stop now. This was just getting interesting" he said winking at her. He then gave her a dazzling smile that almost made her toes curl.
"Oh behave" Belle purred in a slightly seductive voice before getting off Warren and walking over to the Sofa which I and Remy were sharing, as well as the bag of potato chips which she so rudely grabbed.
"Why you feisty little vixen, if I didn't know better I'd think you were planning that whole thing" I said grabbing the bag back, only to find it empty.
"Well, what can I say? I had a cunning plan" she said sitting down beside me, making me move even closer than I already was to Remy. Not that I minded it.
By now Belinda's urge to watch wresting had disappeared and we were now watching Jerry Springer for some odd reason, also known as Belle. The topic was 'I'm married to my uncle/aunt'."American's are so stupid!" Belle exclaimed. At once most of the people in the room reacted, seeing that most of them were Americans.
"What's that supposed to mean?" was heard from several persons at once.
"Nothing" Belinda mumbled and tried to hide behind the empty bag that had once contained delicious and crunchy potato chips.
"Oh no ya don't. We all heard ya loud and clear. Now fess up. What did ya mean by that?" Rouge said.
"Uhm... I didn't mean anything by it. I swear! It just… slipped out" Belinda said looking slightly ashamed. After all, most of those there were in fact American. Well, Wolverine and Kurt weren't, but the majority was.
"She obviously thinks we're brainless slobs so what's the point in talking to her?" Warren said.
'Ouch, that's got to hurt' I thought. 'Damn it, I guess I'll have to get her out of this'
"Lay off her, she's only little. She doesn't know better. You know, she's not all there" I said jokingly, pointing at Belle's head. While I did so I winked and gave her a warning look. A look that said something along with 'Keep your big mouth shut or I'll shut it for you'.
Thankfully everyone went back to what they were doing which allowed me to lean over and whisper something to Belle.
"You owe me; I just saved your ass there. Try not to make comments like that again, okay? Remember, we're in America now. It's not that smart an idea to trash those who live here and let us live here. Live here for free might I add!" I whispered.
Belle didn't say anything, but simply nodded. I then resumed to my earlier position, which was closer to a certain Cajun. After the whole incident Belle had quickly changed the channel. Everyone was now watching a movie instead.
"Excuse me Professor, may I speak with you?" Scott said knocking on the professor's door before sticking his head in."Of course, Scott. What can I help you with?"
"I was wondering about the new ones…"
"Ah yes, Rose and Belinda. Charming, aren't they?" Charles said in an amused tone.
"Um, I guess. I was merely wondering why they are here. What they want. Who they are."
"All will be revealed in due time, Scott. In due time…"
After the movie, which happened to be Braveheart, ended Belle had somehow fallen asleep and was now almost drooling. I had curled up against Remy and had my head on his shoulder since I also was quite tiered. I yawned."Tired?"
"Yeah, went on a shopping spree" I said with half closed eyes. He gave me a little smile and turned his head towards Belle who was by now starting to mumble in her sleep. I followed his eyes and saw her too.
"… Shiny... Pointy… Mmm…" These are some of the words that I could hear her mumble.
"Belle, get up. You're practically drooling on the couch." After some poking and yelling, she finally awoke. I tell you, that girl sure knows how to sleep!
"Bugger off!" she said grumpily with her eyes shut tightly. When I didn't quit trying to wake her up she finally gave up and opened her eyes slightly. "What you want?"
"Belle, it's time go to your room. You were sleeping, mumbling and I think you were even drooling"
Belinda's face paled for a second.
"What did I say? Did anyone hear me? Did anyone notice I drooled?" She was now rambling incoherently.
"Something about 'shiny', 'pointy' and 'mmm'. Nobody heard you except me, Remy and maybe Wolverine" I said looking in his direction. He simply nodded, affirming that he had heard it. Other than that, he just gave Belle an odd and slightly amused look before heading back to the kitchen to get yet another six-pack of beer. "And finally, no. Remy and I were the only ones who noticed you drool a little" I said, amused.
"Thank God" she said before remembering something rather important. "How the hell am I going to get back to my room? The only way I have gotten there is by the Furry Elf-Express, and he's not even here now! And I have no sense of direction to top it off…"
After some whining and a couple of slight fits Warren offered to help her to her room since he was the only one who was there in the room who knew where her room was. Sure Belinda knew where it was, the only thing was that she had no clue what so ever how to get there.
After Belle had been escorted out by Warren I tried to hold back yet another yawn, but failed.
"Maybe you should go to bed too" Remy said. I looked up at him.
"Are you trying to get rid of me?" I said, raising one of my eyebrows slightly.
"Non, Remy would never try to get rid of a woman" he said giving me that knee-weakening smile again.
"Good. I guess I should get back to my room too." I tried to stand up, only that my legs were numb. I attempted to stand up, which led to me falling back on the sofa.
"Here, Gambit will help you get to your room" Remy said, wrapping an arm around my waist.
"Thanks" I said as we made our way to my room.