Chapter 7: Name suggestions anyone?

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AN: Hey there, all! I have updated in less then a month! Dies of shock. Which means I can't actually update, but I have anyway. Is confused, but apparently not dead Well whatever. I have decided not to answerer reviews for the chap, but might continue to in later chaps if requested. BUT I STILL LURVE YOU ALL!!!!!!!!! I should be working on a WWII diary, but I just LURVE you all too much to not update. And I have no idea where to begin on the diary, SO…. Here it is! Enjoy, lurvlies!

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"So, 'Rogue'," he did the finger quotes for her name, "You are saying that you have no explanation as to why you're behavior is so…odd?" asked the Professor asked. Well, what looked like the Professor asked.

Rogue snorted, "Nope. I was in a old room with Kurt, well MY Kurt, and Forge and Forge's 'magnum opus' then there was noise, a bright light, and I fell or something. After that I wake up and the whole world if fu…dged up! Jubilee is saying SHE'S my roommate even though Kitty has almost always been, I have posters and CDS of people I hoped to assassinate in the future, and everyone, including myself, looks freaking weird! Hell…o, I was even thinking about how justifiable it was for me to want to lick certain dairy products off of Logan even though he's, he's LOGAN! Logan, the short, hairy, sadistic little man from Canada!"

The said man was gaping at her (as was everyone else). The Professor recovered slightly enough from that mental to ask, "What does him being from Canada have to do with anything?"

"Um. Nothing really." (If this had been an anime, right now would be the moment everyone face vaults.)

"Okaaaay. So you said some one about Forge and his, err, magnum opus?"

"Yeah, Forge invented a machine that…FUCK!!!" Rogue twitched.

The Professor almost fell out of his chair. He dared to ask: "It does WHAT now?"

Storm had a disturbed expression on her face, "That is an odd thing to have for a magnum opus."

Rogue finally had come to the realization that she really WAS in a parallel universe with absolutely no way to get back. She was however quite amused by what was going through the minds of the other occupants in the room resulting from her exclamation. She feigned an innocent expression and said; "I don't think it's too odd he had an inter-dimensional portal for his magnum opus. What? Why do you all look so surprised? What where you all thinking?"

They all chorused a simultaneous 'NOTHING!' and shifted in their seats. Well everyone but Scott. Because he was unconscious. Because he called Rogue Mystique and The Canadian Seducing Blue Whore. Rogue felt a bit sorry for him. After all, how was he supposed to know of all her pent up rage against her mother?

Inner Mystique said 'Well I'm glad you punched him out. Fucking name calling bastard got what he deserved!'

'Hey!'

'Don't get your butt stick in a knot Inner-Scott. It's not like it's against you."

Inner-Jean chimed in 'Well, Rogue should try to keep her temper in check, even if what Parallel Universe-Scott said was completely rude.'

Rogue tapped her head and said out loud, "Geeze, could you all just shut up for one minute?"

The occupants looked her oddly. Again. Kurt said, "I do not believe any of us WERE talking."

Rogue replied, "Oh I was just talking to the voices in my head, you know how it is."

"No, actually."

"Nope."

"I don't think so."

"I sure do!" That was the Professor. He earned himself a few odd looks his way. "What I'm a physic! What do you expect?"

Rogue shrugged and went back to the topic, "I guess I went through my friend Forge's gate and came to this place. Your all's Rogue probably switched with me."

"Well your friend Forge seems quite talented. But, uh, for the same person you all are very different."

"Well we are from different worlds we can't be exactly the same. In fact no one I've seen here is exactly the same as in my own place. In fact there are some people I don't even know about back in my old world. It probably works in both ways, like with Forge. You are probably the closest to the same as your… um… clone, Professor."

"This is quite amazing."

"Yeah, I guess so… Hey, do you guys have any food? I'm starving." (This would be another prime place for a face vault.)

The Professor coughed and said, "Of course it's no problem. The kitchen is-oh I'm getting that sensation."

"To tango?"

"Uh, no. There is something wrong! Magnus is up to something!"

"Don't you need Cerebro to-"

"Do not question my actions and/or abilities! I am the Professor! Now X-men and/or X-women to the X-Jet in an X-tremly fast manner!" (Anyone else seeing a pattern?) He sent that out to all able bodied X-men. Then he realized that Scott was out cold, Jean was still dead, Rogue was different, and Logan was sexy. I'm kidding on that last part. Even though he is. "Well, Rogue you will be needed."

"What?!"

"Well I have just realized that Scott is out cold, Jean is still dead, and Logan is sexy! We need every able bodied X-men and/or X-woman we can get!"

"But-"

"No buts (teehee). We must go! Wolverine grab Scott and let us get to that jet of X!"

"But I'm hungry! Oh yeah, and I have no idea who I'm fighting!"

Logan hoisted Scott up and said, "Quit your yapping kid. We've got to go stop the man with the bucket of doom on his head!"

Rogue blinked, "That's Magneto, right?"

"Right."

"Okay fine," she said dejectedly. She suddenly perked up and asked, "Could you wait a sec, Logan?"

"Oh sure. It's not like I'm carrying Cykes' dead weight or anything."

"Great." She suddenly found a stick. That somehow got into the Professor's bedroom. It's better not to ask questions. "Continue"

Logan gave her another funny look and began to walk down the hall, Cyclops body slung over his manly shoulders.

"I always wanted to do this," Rogue said happily, while poking Scott's face with the stick as they walked down the hall. She then asked as they turned the corner, "Do you think we could pick up a Gut Bomb on the way to kick Mags-NEATO's ass?"

"If I say yes, will you shut up?"

"Not on you're undeniably sexy life."

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AN: About the stick thing: Don't ask. Just indulging myself. XD Well I hope you all enjoyed the fastest chapter I've ever belted out! And to my potential reviewers: I'm waiting… I'll just stare at that spot on the wall until they appear. BTW to Anything but ordinary3: Cuddly elephants? You must be masochistic! To Everyone Else: Goodbye lurvlies!

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