Chapter 8
Ne Me Quitte Pas
(Don't Leave Me)
"Remy!!!!" Remy groaned and rolled over. "REMY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" "Ow! Stop yellin," he muttered. "Remy's head hurts." Kitty Pryde rolled her eye and put her hands on her hips. "Like, you totally should have thought of that before you got drunk," she snapped in the loudest voice she could manage. Remy slowly sat up in his bed.
"Quel est petit le faux? Pourquoi êtes-vous fou chez Remy," he asked in a concerned voice.* Kitty frowned in concentration as she tried to decipher the French. "I'm mad at you because you like totally broke Rogue's heart," she shouted. Remy winced. "Not so loud petite. Now tell Remy what nonsense you're talking about." "Like, how could you cheat on Rogue with that slut? You like totally told her that you loved her and then you like totally went behind her back, and now she's like totally heartbroken. You like totally ruined everything!"
Remy blinked at her. "Cherie, what de heck are you talking about? Remy not cheat on Rogue with no.." His face suddenly turned pale as memories from the night before entered his head. "Mère de Dieu!" He jumped out of bed and started for the door. However, Kitty jumped in front of him. "Like don't even think about it," Kitty snapped. "You've done enough already. Don't make me kick your butt!" Remy sighed.
"Look Kitty, I need to talk to Rogue. So please move out of Remy's way." "No," shouted Kitty. Remy clenched his teeth. "Look Kitty, please get out of Remy's way! Before Remy gets." (POW!!!) Kitty hit Remy right in his jaw, cutting off the end of his sentence. Remy stood there in shock.
"You...hit me," he muttered. "Like oh my gosh," Kitty wailed. "I didn't mean to I." "You hit me. Right in de face." "I know, and I'm like totally sorry. It's just. Well, you deserved it." Remy blinked at her, and then sighed. "I know," he muttered. "I know."
He sat back down on his bed. "Remy didn't mean to hurt Rogue," he said quietly. "Well then like, why did you," she asked crossly. Remy shrugged. "Old habits die hard I guess." Kitty scoffed. "That's your excuse. That's like totally lame."
Remy couldn't help but smile inwardly. He had to admire how Kitty stood up for her friend. Just like a sister. "Look Kitty, what do you want Remy to say? She turned me down, remember?" Kitty frowned. "She didn't turn you down exactly," she pointed out. This time Remy rolled his eyes. "Remember dis 'Rogue I love you.' 'Ok.' Dat's seems to be pretty self- exclamatory to me." Kitty sighed dramatically.
"She was just a little hesitant," she shrieked. Remy winced. "Volume Kitty," Remy muttered. "Like what?" "I said WATCH YOUR VOLUME!" He cringed. Kitty rolled her eyes.
"Like if you have a hang-over, you should totally not be screaming like that." Remy sighed. "Look petite, Remy really needs to go talk to Rogue, and he really appreciate it if you'd let him pass." Kitty crossed her arms.
"I don't think that would be the best idea. She's like totally upset." "So you've said." "Like whatever," she sighed. "Go ahead. If you like get your head bit off don't blame me." Remy smiled slightly. "Remy like, totally like won't."
*In the Kitchen*
Rogue sighed and stormed into the kitchen. "Where's mah breakfast," she shouted. "Aahhhh," screamed Kurt in a high girly voice. "She's in a bad mood. I'm getting out of here" He quickly teleported to Scotland. Everybody else just sort of moved slowly towards the other door. Rogue muttered something under her breath and headed for the toast.
"Where's the frickin jelly," she snapped. "And where the orange juice? And who the heck ate all the eggs?!" "Rogue, I get the feeling that you are upset about something," said goodie- two-shoes Jean Grey. "Would you like to talk about it?" Rogue swerved around and gave her, her best death stare. "Back of," she said in a low growl. "Well," snapped Jean. "I never." "I find that hard to believe," retorted Rogue.
A few snickers went out. Jean's face turned beet red. "For the last time, Duncan and I fell asleep in the library while we were studying. That's why I missed curfew!" Rogue shrugged. "Whatever makes you feel better hon." "I... I... AH! I'm going to the mall!" Jean turned and rushed out of the door. "Dear me, looks like Ah touched a spot," Rogue muttered. "Bout the only thing I can touch."
Chere, I need to talk to you," whispered a husky voice. Rogue jumped. She hadn't even notice Remy slither up to her. "What do you want swamp rat," she bit, her words full of hate. "Remy needs to talk to ya Chere. Remy needs to explain." "Explain what? That you're a no good, dirty lying, filthy cheatin, drunken swamp rat!"
Remy cringed. "Not so loud Chere. Remy's got a headache." Rogue's eyebrows shot up. "Oh? Is that right? THEN I GUESS THIS PROBABLY HURTS YOU PRETTY BAD, HUH?" "Rogue I." "And I guess that it would if I knocked the glass over. Oops!"
She knock a glass of the counter onto the floor. ."And I guess telling you that I hate you and that I wish you had never come here doesn't help much either. DOES IT!" "That is enough," Charles announced as he made an oh-so-timely arrival. Rogue looked down at her feet. "What in God's name is going here?" Rogue sighed.
"Professor I'm sorry I." "It's all my fault," Remy cut in. "Remy just don't know when to stop teasing folks." Charles looked at Remy. "Remy you know how I feel about confusion," Charles sighed. "I know," said Remy humbly. "I was just about to apologies." "Very well then. Don't let this happen again."
He turned he wheelchair around and left. "Rogue, I'm sorry," whispered Remy quietly in Rogue's ear. "Remy I." "Shh, Remy cut her off. "I know. Don't worry bout it Chere. Remy not bother you anymore." Rogue looked at him unhappily. Remy smiled sadly.
"I just want you to know. I really do love you ma chere." He kissed her hand. Then disappeared just as fast as he came. Rogue fought the desire to cry. Bobby walked up to her slowly. He shook his head. "I'm sorry Rogue," he said. "Thanks Bobby," she said quietly. "So," he started. "Do you want the rest of you're toast?"
The next morning Rogue woke up with a major headache. "Stupid headaches," she muttered. She slowly climbed out of bed, and headed downstairs. Downstairs, Rogue headed for the kitchen. "Ah hope they haven't eaten all the eggs," she muttered. Little did she know that was the least of her problems. As she walked into the kitchen an uneasy feeling settled upon her.
Instead of eating, everyone was gathered in groups quietly whispering about something. The uneasy feeling she felt turned to fear as looked around. "Dear God, don't let anyone be hurt," she prayed quietly to herself. She quickly rushed of to kitty and grabbed her arm. "Kitty, what's going on," she asked fearfully, though she tried to hide the fear. Kitty blinked. "Didn't you like hear? It's Remy." Rogue felt her heart stop.
"Remy?! What. what's wrong with him. Is he ok?" Kitty looked down at her feet. "Kitty where is Remy," Rogue snapped shaking the girl. "We don't know," she whispered quietly. "What," Rogue cried out. "What do you mean we don't know?!" A sob escaped from the young woman's lips. "He's gone, ok! Remy is gone!"
Eh, I know. It's a bit on the rough side. (sigh) Anyways, I just wanted to wish everybody a Merry Christmas! Hope you liked the chapter. Read and Review! Oh yeah, P.S. The misspelling of Rogue's name in chapter 1 & 2 has been fixed. Yay me! I don't know how I misspelled it in the first place! Hmm...
*roughly means (What's wrong little one? Why are you mad at Remy? )
Ne Me Quitte Pas
(Don't Leave Me)
"Remy!!!!" Remy groaned and rolled over. "REMY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" "Ow! Stop yellin," he muttered. "Remy's head hurts." Kitty Pryde rolled her eye and put her hands on her hips. "Like, you totally should have thought of that before you got drunk," she snapped in the loudest voice she could manage. Remy slowly sat up in his bed.
"Quel est petit le faux? Pourquoi êtes-vous fou chez Remy," he asked in a concerned voice.* Kitty frowned in concentration as she tried to decipher the French. "I'm mad at you because you like totally broke Rogue's heart," she shouted. Remy winced. "Not so loud petite. Now tell Remy what nonsense you're talking about." "Like, how could you cheat on Rogue with that slut? You like totally told her that you loved her and then you like totally went behind her back, and now she's like totally heartbroken. You like totally ruined everything!"
Remy blinked at her. "Cherie, what de heck are you talking about? Remy not cheat on Rogue with no.." His face suddenly turned pale as memories from the night before entered his head. "Mère de Dieu!" He jumped out of bed and started for the door. However, Kitty jumped in front of him. "Like don't even think about it," Kitty snapped. "You've done enough already. Don't make me kick your butt!" Remy sighed.
"Look Kitty, I need to talk to Rogue. So please move out of Remy's way." "No," shouted Kitty. Remy clenched his teeth. "Look Kitty, please get out of Remy's way! Before Remy gets." (POW!!!) Kitty hit Remy right in his jaw, cutting off the end of his sentence. Remy stood there in shock.
"You...hit me," he muttered. "Like oh my gosh," Kitty wailed. "I didn't mean to I." "You hit me. Right in de face." "I know, and I'm like totally sorry. It's just. Well, you deserved it." Remy blinked at her, and then sighed. "I know," he muttered. "I know."
He sat back down on his bed. "Remy didn't mean to hurt Rogue," he said quietly. "Well then like, why did you," she asked crossly. Remy shrugged. "Old habits die hard I guess." Kitty scoffed. "That's your excuse. That's like totally lame."
Remy couldn't help but smile inwardly. He had to admire how Kitty stood up for her friend. Just like a sister. "Look Kitty, what do you want Remy to say? She turned me down, remember?" Kitty frowned. "She didn't turn you down exactly," she pointed out. This time Remy rolled his eyes. "Remember dis 'Rogue I love you.' 'Ok.' Dat's seems to be pretty self- exclamatory to me." Kitty sighed dramatically.
"She was just a little hesitant," she shrieked. Remy winced. "Volume Kitty," Remy muttered. "Like what?" "I said WATCH YOUR VOLUME!" He cringed. Kitty rolled her eyes.
"Like if you have a hang-over, you should totally not be screaming like that." Remy sighed. "Look petite, Remy really needs to go talk to Rogue, and he really appreciate it if you'd let him pass." Kitty crossed her arms.
"I don't think that would be the best idea. She's like totally upset." "So you've said." "Like whatever," she sighed. "Go ahead. If you like get your head bit off don't blame me." Remy smiled slightly. "Remy like, totally like won't."
*In the Kitchen*
Rogue sighed and stormed into the kitchen. "Where's mah breakfast," she shouted. "Aahhhh," screamed Kurt in a high girly voice. "She's in a bad mood. I'm getting out of here" He quickly teleported to Scotland. Everybody else just sort of moved slowly towards the other door. Rogue muttered something under her breath and headed for the toast.
"Where's the frickin jelly," she snapped. "And where the orange juice? And who the heck ate all the eggs?!" "Rogue, I get the feeling that you are upset about something," said goodie- two-shoes Jean Grey. "Would you like to talk about it?" Rogue swerved around and gave her, her best death stare. "Back of," she said in a low growl. "Well," snapped Jean. "I never." "I find that hard to believe," retorted Rogue.
A few snickers went out. Jean's face turned beet red. "For the last time, Duncan and I fell asleep in the library while we were studying. That's why I missed curfew!" Rogue shrugged. "Whatever makes you feel better hon." "I... I... AH! I'm going to the mall!" Jean turned and rushed out of the door. "Dear me, looks like Ah touched a spot," Rogue muttered. "Bout the only thing I can touch."
Chere, I need to talk to you," whispered a husky voice. Rogue jumped. She hadn't even notice Remy slither up to her. "What do you want swamp rat," she bit, her words full of hate. "Remy needs to talk to ya Chere. Remy needs to explain." "Explain what? That you're a no good, dirty lying, filthy cheatin, drunken swamp rat!"
Remy cringed. "Not so loud Chere. Remy's got a headache." Rogue's eyebrows shot up. "Oh? Is that right? THEN I GUESS THIS PROBABLY HURTS YOU PRETTY BAD, HUH?" "Rogue I." "And I guess that it would if I knocked the glass over. Oops!"
She knock a glass of the counter onto the floor. ."And I guess telling you that I hate you and that I wish you had never come here doesn't help much either. DOES IT!" "That is enough," Charles announced as he made an oh-so-timely arrival. Rogue looked down at her feet. "What in God's name is going here?" Rogue sighed.
"Professor I'm sorry I." "It's all my fault," Remy cut in. "Remy just don't know when to stop teasing folks." Charles looked at Remy. "Remy you know how I feel about confusion," Charles sighed. "I know," said Remy humbly. "I was just about to apologies." "Very well then. Don't let this happen again."
He turned he wheelchair around and left. "Rogue, I'm sorry," whispered Remy quietly in Rogue's ear. "Remy I." "Shh, Remy cut her off. "I know. Don't worry bout it Chere. Remy not bother you anymore." Rogue looked at him unhappily. Remy smiled sadly.
"I just want you to know. I really do love you ma chere." He kissed her hand. Then disappeared just as fast as he came. Rogue fought the desire to cry. Bobby walked up to her slowly. He shook his head. "I'm sorry Rogue," he said. "Thanks Bobby," she said quietly. "So," he started. "Do you want the rest of you're toast?"
The next morning Rogue woke up with a major headache. "Stupid headaches," she muttered. She slowly climbed out of bed, and headed downstairs. Downstairs, Rogue headed for the kitchen. "Ah hope they haven't eaten all the eggs," she muttered. Little did she know that was the least of her problems. As she walked into the kitchen an uneasy feeling settled upon her.
Instead of eating, everyone was gathered in groups quietly whispering about something. The uneasy feeling she felt turned to fear as looked around. "Dear God, don't let anyone be hurt," she prayed quietly to herself. She quickly rushed of to kitty and grabbed her arm. "Kitty, what's going on," she asked fearfully, though she tried to hide the fear. Kitty blinked. "Didn't you like hear? It's Remy." Rogue felt her heart stop.
"Remy?! What. what's wrong with him. Is he ok?" Kitty looked down at her feet. "Kitty where is Remy," Rogue snapped shaking the girl. "We don't know," she whispered quietly. "What," Rogue cried out. "What do you mean we don't know?!" A sob escaped from the young woman's lips. "He's gone, ok! Remy is gone!"
Eh, I know. It's a bit on the rough side. (sigh) Anyways, I just wanted to wish everybody a Merry Christmas! Hope you liked the chapter. Read and Review! Oh yeah, P.S. The misspelling of Rogue's name in chapter 1 & 2 has been fixed. Yay me! I don't know how I misspelled it in the first place! Hmm...
*roughly means (What's wrong little one? Why are you mad at Remy? )