Hi! Glad you like the story! To be honest, I thought I might get a few reviews for the prologue or first chapter and then have to take it down because no one would be reading it. You proved me wrong!
Things are starting to get interesting folks! I'm over writer's block and on a role! This is a short chapter but expect the next one very, very, very soon!
Disclaimer: Seeing as I have no money, I doubt that I own X-men.
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Chapter 4
GambitGirl2008: Yes, she's the mom.
ishandahalf: Yeah, I was going to have it be a picture that someone took, but then I thought, why not a picture Angie drew? That was to show how crazy the anti-mutant thing is getting. Glad you liked the element thing, I thought it was cute.
Chapter 5
PyroManiac: Ha, ha! Opps! Guess I missed that typo! Thanks for telling so I didn't do it again. I had writer's block all week, but then I cracked that whole chapter out on Saturday. Goodbye writer's block, I'm on a role!
enchanted light : Thanks!
Chilean Rose: I know. I could totally see Scott treating Remy like crap. And yes, it will definitely be Romy. How can people be delusional enough to write Rogue/Scott and stuff like that?
GothikStrawberry: Don't worry, Angie will NOT get hurt in the story. I'm shooting to have Remy's WHOLE past shown a couple chapters from now (possibly 7, most likely 8). It will explain all about Angie's mom.
Chica De Los Ojos Cafe: Yeah, it's great. Doesn't Romy make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside?
xmengirlzrule: There is LOTS of Romy moments coming up, but as for when they get together . . . that's for me to know and you to find out! JK, honestly? I'm even sure. Expect it after she finds out about his past, so in three chapters, four at the most. As for killing Scott . . . I'll definitely consider it!
-Chapter Six-
Happy Birthday!
/Bayville Mall/ Bayville, New York/ present time
"Are ya sure this is the right one?" Rogue asked Wanda. Her green eyes scanned over the trench coat, comparing to the other ones on the rack.
Wanda had her eyes closed, picturing the item she was looking for. "Yes, I'm sure this is like the one Remy lost in the fire."
Rogue gave a snort of laughter. "That's what ya said 'bout the last three coats."
"I'm positive this time."
"Fine. Let's get goin' then. We still have ta pick up Angie's stuff from gift-wrapping and the cakes before we head home." She glanced around while Wanda paid for the coat. "Where's that boyfriend of yours? Honestly, it's like takin' a six-year-old shoppin'!"
"He's just - energetic," Wanda said defensively as they walked out. "And to answer your question, he's probably next door getting a pretzel. He's been complaining for almost an hour how hungry he is." She rolled her eyes in an exasperated way.
The two girls set their bags down and sat on a bench to wait for John. He was indeed in line for a pretzel - a very long line. He waved at them and raised his hands as if to say 'It's a long wait, what can I do about it?'
Rogue saw the smile that light up Wanda's face as she waved back. "So, how are ya two doin'?" A smirk formed on her face. "Or, for the matter, what are ya doin'?" The two-tone-haired girl raised her eyebrows suggestively.
Wanda elbowed her friend as a blush crept into her cheeks. "Rogue!"
"Sorry. But, seriously, how's it goin'?"
"Well, I know I said whoever I met at the club that night was just going to be a fling, ya know, a one-night kinda deal, but . . ."
"Ya really like him?"
Wanda looked directly into Rogue's eyes. The latter could see the former's eyes were shining with excitement. "He told me he loved me last night."
Rogue gave her friend a hug. "Oh, Wanda! That's great!" There was a slight pause. "It is great, right?"
"Hell yeah!" The two laughed. "So," Started Wanda, a hint of mischief in her voice, "How's your love life? Anybody new catching your eye?"
It was now Rogue's turn to blush. She regretted telling Wanda about her possible feelings for Remy. "Ah told ya, it's nothin'. Just a little crush. By this time next week my feelings will be totally platonic."
Wanda gave her friend a scrutinizing look. "Rogue, I could fertilize Storm's garden for a year with the bullshit that you're giving me."
Rogue opened her mouth to reply, but St. John chose that moment to join them. "So shelias, ready ta go?"
"Yeah," replied Wanda, giving Rogue a look that clearly stated 'we are going to finish this conversation later.'
The trio gathered their things and hurried home to set their plan into motion.
/Xavier's School for the Gifted/ Bayville, New York/ present time
Remy and Angie had spent their birthday out on the town. They had gone out to lunch and then to the park, just the two of them.
They returned to the mansion to find it quiet and seemingly empty. Angie clutched onto her father's leg. "Where is ev'ryone pere?"
"Dunno." He spotted a piece of paper bearing a single arrow, pointed towards the Rec Room. "Let's look in dere."
He opened the door and the Cajuns were greeted by a blast of noise.
"SURPRISE!" The room was full of the mansion's occupants. They were standing under a sign proclaiming :HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANGIE AND REMY! There was a table holding a few brightly wrapped gifts and two cakes, one pink with five candles, and one blue withtwenty-two candles. Wanda kept swatting John's hand as he gazed longingly at the flames.
Remy was stunned. Even in the few years he lived with a family he had never had a birthday party. Since he never had enough money or friends and family to throw Angie a party, she looked more lost then he did.
"T'anks ev'ryone. Dis is . . . it's . . . t'anks." Remy tried, and failed, to string together an eloquent thank you. Angie tugged at his pant leg, so he bent down to her level.
"What's goin' on?" She asked in an audible whisper.
"It's a birthday party for us." He whispered back.
Angie thought for a moment. "Like on TV?" He nodded. "All for us?" Another nod. "Wow!"
Angie ran up to the table to look at the cakes, her eyes full of excitement. The others took this as sign that the party was started. After the candles were blown out, everyone dug into the food. They ate, laughed, and danced for awhile.
Remy was shocked to find out that several of the others had pooled together and bought a trench coat to replace the one he had lost in the fire.
Angie was ecstatic about her presents, few as they were. Remy couldn't afford to buy her many things, so it was real treat for her to get them. She got two Disney movies, a stuffed rabbit, and a Barbie doll. All were greeted with equal excitement, except the Barbie.
Pulling the wrapping paper off, Angie stared at the box. She held it up for Remy to see. "What is it daddy?" Several people snickered.
"It's a doll, petite."
She gave it a odd look. "Don' like it."
"How come?"
"It looks like dat girl dat John dated when we lived in de city. 'Member? De one dat kept sayin' she wanted t' be a bunny."(1)
The room burst out into laughter as Wanda gave John the evil eye. He gave her a sheepish smile.
The party continued on for several hours, until Angie fell asleep on the couch. Remy began to pick her up, ready to take her to bed.
"Wait!" St. John stopped him. "Let Wanda do that."
"Why?"
"Cuz we're takin' ya for a guy's night out!" The Australian said with a grin. Before he could protest, Remy found himself being led out to the car by John, Piotr, and several others. Well, dis is certainly turnin' out t' be an interestin' birthday.
To Be Continued in Chapter Seven. (Coming VERY soon to a computer near you!)
(1) In case you didn't get it, Angie meant Playboy Bunny.
