Chapter 4
Early Morning Visitation
Remy Lebeau sigh. He turned over onto his stomach. Then onto his back, then back onto his stomach. Then…
"Darn it!"
He sat up in his bed. He turned and looked at the clock. It was 3 am! He sighed again. He had been trying to get to sleep since eleven.
"I wonder if Rogue's awake," he thought.
He quickly cast the thought out of his head.
"Dere you go again Remy. Tinking bout Rogue. Stop dat!"
"What's up Swamp Rat?"
Remy jumped and grabbed a card from off his bed.
"You sleep with cards," asked Rogue, a smirk on her face.
Remy looked at Rogue in shock.
"How de heck did you get in my room wit out Remy noticing?"
Rouge smirked at him.
"Because Remy wasn't payin attention. What was ya thinking about Swamp Rat? Me?"
Remy smirked at her.
"You? Nah chere. I was tinkin bout Britney Spears."
Rogue rolled her eyes and crossed her arms.
"Her! Why ya thinkin bout that slut?"
Remy smiled slyly.
"If she's such a slut chere, how is it dat you're jealous."
Rogue scoffed.
"Ah'm not jealous. You can think about her all ya want. You can think about her, J-Lo, Beyonce, or Madonna. Heck, you can think about Justin Timberlake for all ah care. You look like the type!"
"Now dat ain't true chere. Remy loves women and dat's it!"
"Sure."
"Rogue, you can't be serious," Remy exclaimed.
Rogue fell into a fit of laughter.
Remy rolled his eyes.
"Yeah yeah, very funny chere."
Rogue smiled at him.
"Aw, did Rogue hurt Remy's feelings?"
Remy smiled.
"Don't talk in de third person chere. It's very annoying."
Rogue rolled her eyes.
"So chere," began Remy smiling. "Wat brings ya to Remy's room at dis time of night? I mean not dat I mind. But de Professor might get de wrong idea. What with you, a beautiful girl, being in here wit me, a handsome guy… Well you know how people think."
Rogue rolled her eyes for the millionth time that night.
"Ah'm not sure I know what everyone thinks, but Ah sure do know what you're thinking and I suggest you stop."
"Or what," Remy asked smiling mischievously.
"Or you're be in trouble," Rogue answered, crossing her arms.
"Oh really, maybe Remy wants to be in trouble."
Rogue stifled a laugh.
"Yeah whatever."
Remy smiled at her.
Rogue suddenly felt very uncomfortable after the last conversation piece, and began to squirm.
"Uh, look Remy. Do ya want ta go get some coffee or something," she asked. Her eyes scanned the room so she would not have to look into his eyes.
Remy smiled slightly.
"You do know its three am, right chere?"
Rogue nodded and looked at her feet.
Remy shrugged.
"Ok den. Remy has ta change, but he be downstairs in a minute."
Rogue nodded and rushed out of the room.
Remy sighed.
"Guess Remy's not going ta get any sleep tonight."
He chuckled to himself.
"It's not de first time….."
15 minutes later, Remy walked into the vehicle room. Rogue stood near one of the cars looking very annoyed.
"There you are Swamp Rat, what the heck took ya so long?!"
"Remy was getting ready," the Cajun explained.
"For a guy you sure take a long time ta get yourself dressed!"
"Meow. Is someone feeling a little catty dis morning?"
Rogue scoffed.
"Just get in the car so we can get mah coffee."
Remy looked at the SUV beside him.
"Uh Rogue, no offence to yo car, but I tink we should take my motorcycle."
"No way," exclaimed Rogue. "That thing is dangerous."
Remy smirked at her.
"What's wrong chere? Chicken?"
"No," Rogue snapped.
"Den ride wit Remy on his motorcycle."
Remy walked over to it and sat down.
Rogue followed but didn't sit. She just stood there looking at him.
"Come on Rogue. Do you trust me?"
"What did you say?"
"I said, 'do you trust me?'"
Rogue put her hands on her hips and rolled her eyes.
"Are you quoting Aladdin at me," she asked a little tickle by this.
Remy shrugged.
"What? Remy don't got nothing against Disney."
He smiled at he sweetly and held out his hand
Rogue smiled back and took his hand. Then she climbed onto the bike.
"Don't forget your helmet," Remy said, handing her one.
Rogue took it and put it on.
"Ok chere, hold on. You're in for the ride of you life!"
Yes I know. Very short, but I have to start building up to the end and all that. Yep that's right. I finally came up with an end. Yay!!! Thanks to everyone who reviewed my last chapter. :-) Read and Review!!!
Early Morning Visitation
Remy Lebeau sigh. He turned over onto his stomach. Then onto his back, then back onto his stomach. Then…
"Darn it!"
He sat up in his bed. He turned and looked at the clock. It was 3 am! He sighed again. He had been trying to get to sleep since eleven.
"I wonder if Rogue's awake," he thought.
He quickly cast the thought out of his head.
"Dere you go again Remy. Tinking bout Rogue. Stop dat!"
"What's up Swamp Rat?"
Remy jumped and grabbed a card from off his bed.
"You sleep with cards," asked Rogue, a smirk on her face.
Remy looked at Rogue in shock.
"How de heck did you get in my room wit out Remy noticing?"
Rouge smirked at him.
"Because Remy wasn't payin attention. What was ya thinking about Swamp Rat? Me?"
Remy smirked at her.
"You? Nah chere. I was tinkin bout Britney Spears."
Rogue rolled her eyes and crossed her arms.
"Her! Why ya thinkin bout that slut?"
Remy smiled slyly.
"If she's such a slut chere, how is it dat you're jealous."
Rogue scoffed.
"Ah'm not jealous. You can think about her all ya want. You can think about her, J-Lo, Beyonce, or Madonna. Heck, you can think about Justin Timberlake for all ah care. You look like the type!"
"Now dat ain't true chere. Remy loves women and dat's it!"
"Sure."
"Rogue, you can't be serious," Remy exclaimed.
Rogue fell into a fit of laughter.
Remy rolled his eyes.
"Yeah yeah, very funny chere."
Rogue smiled at him.
"Aw, did Rogue hurt Remy's feelings?"
Remy smiled.
"Don't talk in de third person chere. It's very annoying."
Rogue rolled her eyes.
"So chere," began Remy smiling. "Wat brings ya to Remy's room at dis time of night? I mean not dat I mind. But de Professor might get de wrong idea. What with you, a beautiful girl, being in here wit me, a handsome guy… Well you know how people think."
Rogue rolled her eyes for the millionth time that night.
"Ah'm not sure I know what everyone thinks, but Ah sure do know what you're thinking and I suggest you stop."
"Or what," Remy asked smiling mischievously.
"Or you're be in trouble," Rogue answered, crossing her arms.
"Oh really, maybe Remy wants to be in trouble."
Rogue stifled a laugh.
"Yeah whatever."
Remy smiled at her.
Rogue suddenly felt very uncomfortable after the last conversation piece, and began to squirm.
"Uh, look Remy. Do ya want ta go get some coffee or something," she asked. Her eyes scanned the room so she would not have to look into his eyes.
Remy smiled slightly.
"You do know its three am, right chere?"
Rogue nodded and looked at her feet.
Remy shrugged.
"Ok den. Remy has ta change, but he be downstairs in a minute."
Rogue nodded and rushed out of the room.
Remy sighed.
"Guess Remy's not going ta get any sleep tonight."
He chuckled to himself.
"It's not de first time….."
15 minutes later, Remy walked into the vehicle room. Rogue stood near one of the cars looking very annoyed.
"There you are Swamp Rat, what the heck took ya so long?!"
"Remy was getting ready," the Cajun explained.
"For a guy you sure take a long time ta get yourself dressed!"
"Meow. Is someone feeling a little catty dis morning?"
Rogue scoffed.
"Just get in the car so we can get mah coffee."
Remy looked at the SUV beside him.
"Uh Rogue, no offence to yo car, but I tink we should take my motorcycle."
"No way," exclaimed Rogue. "That thing is dangerous."
Remy smirked at her.
"What's wrong chere? Chicken?"
"No," Rogue snapped.
"Den ride wit Remy on his motorcycle."
Remy walked over to it and sat down.
Rogue followed but didn't sit. She just stood there looking at him.
"Come on Rogue. Do you trust me?"
"What did you say?"
"I said, 'do you trust me?'"
Rogue put her hands on her hips and rolled her eyes.
"Are you quoting Aladdin at me," she asked a little tickle by this.
Remy shrugged.
"What? Remy don't got nothing against Disney."
He smiled at he sweetly and held out his hand
Rogue smiled back and took his hand. Then she climbed onto the bike.
"Don't forget your helmet," Remy said, handing her one.
Rogue took it and put it on.
"Ok chere, hold on. You're in for the ride of you life!"
Yes I know. Very short, but I have to start building up to the end and all that. Yep that's right. I finally came up with an end. Yay!!! Thanks to everyone who reviewed my last chapter. :-) Read and Review!!!