PRE-A/N: Yes, it's another double update, cuz, well, I love you guys, and
you make me so happy when you review, and I really like this chapter and
all the fun stuff that happens in it, so there ya go. Have you guessed
who's sneaking a look outside the closet while 'Berto's inching his way
through the door? Have ya, have ya?!?
Disclaimer: The stuff I don't own, I don't own. Okay, here we go!
Scott wanted to slam his head into the table he was sitting at, but he was afraid that his glasses would break and a whole new set of problems was going to start. Instead, he sent Jean a scathing mental message and watched as Taryn got her skim-something-or-other and came over to where he was sitting.
"Hey, Scott," she greeted him. "You look...um...nice?"
"Thanks."
Taryn sat down in the seat opposite him and started talking. Scott sent Jean another message.
Rogue came out of Hot Topic with a small bag and headed for the tables in the food court. Once she found a seat, she dug into her purchases and pulled out a bunch of various piercing accessories, and a stuffed toy bear she'd run to K.B. Toys to get after she'd been struck with the idea.
Remy watched Rogue, a few tables away from him, started piercing the toy bear. It looked pretty fun. Remy went over to harass her, and hoping to borrow some glaring ability from her before he started to seriously consider beating the shit out of somebody to get the hecklers to shut up.
Roberto sulked his way over to Borders. Ray had caught him buying the garter belt at Victoria's Secret, and had told all the other guys in the store with them. He had been teased and mocked, and decided to try consoling himself with a little reading. In the romance section. With a male-on-male, if he could find one—Rogue had once said that Borders had everything.
Sam had gotten bored in all of the girl stores. They all looked the same. He'd already stopped in Spencer's and Hot Topic because they were neutral ground. He had gotten laughed out of both. He'd gotten laughed out of Spencer's!!! So Borders it was. Worst come to worst, he could always pick up the new Sport's Illustrated.
As he was walking past one of the isles, Sam noticed Roberto sitting in one of the chairs and reading a book, a bag slumped over next to his stretched out legs, crossed at the ankle. Roberto spotted him and- with a little unease and mild panic- waved and went back to reading.
[Hey, 'Berto's here, too] Sam thought, waving back. After a quick up and down scan of what his friend was wearing, he came to a decision. [He may be the one guy that actually looks kinna good in girl's clothes. The skirt's a lil' too short- 'course, it's Tabitha's- but it still looks OK. An' the tight T-shirt looks good—What the hell!?!]
Sam swiveled to the sports magazines, very highly irked. He hated it when he did that, and he'd already caught himself three times today!! He didn't mean to, but every once in a while...Sam's mind would wander.
At the sports rack, Sam found a book. Books are generally not with magazines, so his curiosity was pricked. Sam picked up the book and went over to sit in one of the chairs near Roberto. He'd already been spotted, so avoiding him would only be considered suspicious. Can't have that.
Roberto cursed to himself in Portuguese. [Don't come over here, Sam!] he tried mentally yelling at him, hoping Sam would suddenly get psychic- er! Maybe not, considering. [Not now, Sam. Please go away!]
Sam took the chair only a few feet away. Neither was very happy, but neither was going to admit to why. At least, not yet. Sam opened the book and started reading a few pages. It wasn't until then that he'd realized his mistake. He'd just picked up literary guy/guy athletic porn.
[Oh, shit,] Sam ground his teeth together. [How'm Ah gonna put this back without anybody seein' me? Why was it with the Sports Illustrated ta begin with?!?]
He glanced up to make sure nobody was looking so that he could make a run for it to put the book back. His gaze almost immediately clashed with Roberto's. Both averted their eyes as soon as they met, each looking back down at his book. Sam tried not to read the words on the pages, but he was already well trained to read when there are words. Damn the government for making children learn to read!!! (A/N: giggle)
Tabitha had been in the girl smut isle, and she'd seen the whole thing. As a matter of fact, she was the one who'd planted the book at the sport's shelf, just to see who'd pick it up and what their reaction would be. She had no idea Sam would take the bait. And now...
"Oh, this is too good," she giggled to herself, watching Mr. Kentucky Boy get all a'twitter.
Tabitha called out to Jean as clearly as she could, relying on the link created during their Siren days to get through. When Jean got the message, Tabby projected the image in front of her. Jean squealed in the middle of the arcade, drawing some odd looks, and re-projected the image to the other Institute girls in the mall. There was a sudden rush to Borders.
Rogue, who hated it when Jean went inside her head without her permission, even put her pierced bear back into the bag, along with the leftover rings and bars, and got up after shouting "Nuh-uh!!!" in the middle of the food court, in Remy's confused face, and left. Remy, of course, followed.
Soon all of the X-females, and Remy, were hiding behind a single shelf in the romance section of Borders, watching as two very uncomfortable teammates tried not to look at, notice, or slobber over each other. Rogue was splitting her time between watching the two guys and looking at the femme smut. Remy had five-fingered a pen at the front desk and was taking notes on his arm feverishly, a terrible, wicked smirk on his face.
Roberto was actually just trying to covertly see what Sam was reading. Well, and he was trying to snag a few glimpses at Sam's exposed lower stomach in that tube top. The boy was working hard on washboard abs.
Jean was very slowly, as stealthily as possible, TKing the two boys' chairs closer together, into a position that she liked better than the one they were currently in. The girls kept their giggles and laughter as quiet as possible. %&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&
Post-A/N: So, did you guess, or did you have to wait for it to get spelled out? Come on, you know they're cute together! Just one question, if anybody knows- where is Roberto from? We know he speaks Portuguese, but is he from Brazil or actually from Portugal? If you know, please enlighten us. If we're totally off, please enlighten us. If you have any information on the boy at all, please enlighten us, otherwise, we're just gonna keep ignorantly botching him up.
One last thing. The book Sam picked up is real. It's titled A Man for Every Season. Panther and I found it while shopping together one time. So, yes, Borders really does have everything. XP
Disclaimer: The stuff I don't own, I don't own. Okay, here we go!
Scott wanted to slam his head into the table he was sitting at, but he was afraid that his glasses would break and a whole new set of problems was going to start. Instead, he sent Jean a scathing mental message and watched as Taryn got her skim-something-or-other and came over to where he was sitting.
"Hey, Scott," she greeted him. "You look...um...nice?"
"Thanks."
Taryn sat down in the seat opposite him and started talking. Scott sent Jean another message.
Rogue came out of Hot Topic with a small bag and headed for the tables in the food court. Once she found a seat, she dug into her purchases and pulled out a bunch of various piercing accessories, and a stuffed toy bear she'd run to K.B. Toys to get after she'd been struck with the idea.
Remy watched Rogue, a few tables away from him, started piercing the toy bear. It looked pretty fun. Remy went over to harass her, and hoping to borrow some glaring ability from her before he started to seriously consider beating the shit out of somebody to get the hecklers to shut up.
Roberto sulked his way over to Borders. Ray had caught him buying the garter belt at Victoria's Secret, and had told all the other guys in the store with them. He had been teased and mocked, and decided to try consoling himself with a little reading. In the romance section. With a male-on-male, if he could find one—Rogue had once said that Borders had everything.
Sam had gotten bored in all of the girl stores. They all looked the same. He'd already stopped in Spencer's and Hot Topic because they were neutral ground. He had gotten laughed out of both. He'd gotten laughed out of Spencer's!!! So Borders it was. Worst come to worst, he could always pick up the new Sport's Illustrated.
As he was walking past one of the isles, Sam noticed Roberto sitting in one of the chairs and reading a book, a bag slumped over next to his stretched out legs, crossed at the ankle. Roberto spotted him and- with a little unease and mild panic- waved and went back to reading.
[Hey, 'Berto's here, too] Sam thought, waving back. After a quick up and down scan of what his friend was wearing, he came to a decision. [He may be the one guy that actually looks kinna good in girl's clothes. The skirt's a lil' too short- 'course, it's Tabitha's- but it still looks OK. An' the tight T-shirt looks good—What the hell!?!]
Sam swiveled to the sports magazines, very highly irked. He hated it when he did that, and he'd already caught himself three times today!! He didn't mean to, but every once in a while...Sam's mind would wander.
At the sports rack, Sam found a book. Books are generally not with magazines, so his curiosity was pricked. Sam picked up the book and went over to sit in one of the chairs near Roberto. He'd already been spotted, so avoiding him would only be considered suspicious. Can't have that.
Roberto cursed to himself in Portuguese. [Don't come over here, Sam!] he tried mentally yelling at him, hoping Sam would suddenly get psychic- er! Maybe not, considering. [Not now, Sam. Please go away!]
Sam took the chair only a few feet away. Neither was very happy, but neither was going to admit to why. At least, not yet. Sam opened the book and started reading a few pages. It wasn't until then that he'd realized his mistake. He'd just picked up literary guy/guy athletic porn.
[Oh, shit,] Sam ground his teeth together. [How'm Ah gonna put this back without anybody seein' me? Why was it with the Sports Illustrated ta begin with?!?]
He glanced up to make sure nobody was looking so that he could make a run for it to put the book back. His gaze almost immediately clashed with Roberto's. Both averted their eyes as soon as they met, each looking back down at his book. Sam tried not to read the words on the pages, but he was already well trained to read when there are words. Damn the government for making children learn to read!!! (A/N: giggle)
Tabitha had been in the girl smut isle, and she'd seen the whole thing. As a matter of fact, she was the one who'd planted the book at the sport's shelf, just to see who'd pick it up and what their reaction would be. She had no idea Sam would take the bait. And now...
"Oh, this is too good," she giggled to herself, watching Mr. Kentucky Boy get all a'twitter.
Tabitha called out to Jean as clearly as she could, relying on the link created during their Siren days to get through. When Jean got the message, Tabby projected the image in front of her. Jean squealed in the middle of the arcade, drawing some odd looks, and re-projected the image to the other Institute girls in the mall. There was a sudden rush to Borders.
Rogue, who hated it when Jean went inside her head without her permission, even put her pierced bear back into the bag, along with the leftover rings and bars, and got up after shouting "Nuh-uh!!!" in the middle of the food court, in Remy's confused face, and left. Remy, of course, followed.
Soon all of the X-females, and Remy, were hiding behind a single shelf in the romance section of Borders, watching as two very uncomfortable teammates tried not to look at, notice, or slobber over each other. Rogue was splitting her time between watching the two guys and looking at the femme smut. Remy had five-fingered a pen at the front desk and was taking notes on his arm feverishly, a terrible, wicked smirk on his face.
Roberto was actually just trying to covertly see what Sam was reading. Well, and he was trying to snag a few glimpses at Sam's exposed lower stomach in that tube top. The boy was working hard on washboard abs.
Jean was very slowly, as stealthily as possible, TKing the two boys' chairs closer together, into a position that she liked better than the one they were currently in. The girls kept their giggles and laughter as quiet as possible. %&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&
Post-A/N: So, did you guess, or did you have to wait for it to get spelled out? Come on, you know they're cute together! Just one question, if anybody knows- where is Roberto from? We know he speaks Portuguese, but is he from Brazil or actually from Portugal? If you know, please enlighten us. If we're totally off, please enlighten us. If you have any information on the boy at all, please enlighten us, otherwise, we're just gonna keep ignorantly botching him up.
One last thing. The book Sam picked up is real. It's titled A Man for Every Season. Panther and I found it while shopping together one time. So, yes, Borders really does have everything. XP