Cheesy Cliched Lines
By: Kryptonite
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*One Year Eleven Months One Week One Day After*
Rogue opened her eyes slowly, taking in her surroundings, trying to remember where she was. A year in California and this room still felt like home but something was off. That something turned out to be a completely dressed Scott Summers sleeping on the edge of the bed.
" Least I know we didn't do anything." Rogue mumbled sleepily, going back to her original position of being tucked into his chest.
" For all you know I just put my clothes back on when we got done." He answered back, not sounding a lick sleepy.
" How'd you get my clothes back on?" She countered, wrapping an arm around his waist.
" Good point." He mumbled pulling her closer. " Just let it go."
" Okay." She whispered, breathing in deeply before drifting back to sleep.
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" Where are we going?" Jean laughed, tilting her face up to the sky. Logan had put the top down once they had passed into the lower states.
" Anywhere darlin'. Just goin'." Logan answered, one hand coming to caress the side of Jean's face, brushing the flying strands of hair behind her ear.
" Thank you Logan." Jean spoke, turning to stare into Logan's eyes for a moment.
" Anything for you darlin'." He answered, looking back to the road after a few moments. Jean smiled before reaching to turn the radio up, trying to find a station she liked. " CD case is in the glove compartment." Logan spoke after a few minutes.
" Thanks." Jean responded, leaning against the seat belt to open the glove compartment. After selecting a CD and putting it into the player Jean turned the volume up and wrapped her fingers around Logan's, closing her eyes to the sunlight the poured down on her face.
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" Hey Kitty." Rogue called when she finally tramped down the stairs after having taken a shower. Kitty was looking down at the book open on the table.
" Hey Rogue. So, Piotr tells me that you fell asleep on the couch and that Scott carried you up to your room. I'm also well informed that he didn't return to his own room last night." When Kitty tilted her head up she was wearing a mischievous little grin that had become commonplace on her face.
" Nothing happened. He carried me upstairs and then fell asleep."
" Yeah, in your bed." Kitty spat out, leaning forward in her excitement.
" Were you spying on me?" Rogue glared, trying to read her friends' mind without actually reading it.
" No, I just happened to overhear you and Scott mumbling this morning."
" Oh, just happened huh?" Rogue rolled her eyes and smiled, fighting down the small feeling in the pit of her stomach.
" Yeah, sorry. I couldn't help myself. I heard voices and then I heard Scott and then I kept walking." Kitty pleaded with Rogue to believe her, remembering what had happened the other times Rogue had gotten that look on her face.
" It's okay, just don't do it again."
" Aight. So what's the plan for today?"
" I'm not sure. I wanted to check out a few of the colleges a few towns over. Not really sure what I want to do but Dr Langford suggested a daycare center, if I can find the work." Kitty tilted her head at Rogue, looking her over speculatively.
" You always good with the younger kids. So, this place you were at, how young were some of the kids? You haven't mentioned much about it." It was Rogue's turn to grin wickedly.
" I would've thought that Doc filled you in on everything." Kitty blushed, tilting her head down to the table slightly.
" He's mentioned some stuff but not details." Kitty voice was mumbled. Rogue just grinned.
" Dr. Langford found a lot of mutants after their powers developed. Some of their parents were dead or they kicked them out or they were just too afraid to face their parents. The youngest child there was two and a half when I got there. Van's dad had kicked him out and he was too afraid to leave his little brother, Jase, alone with him.
" Their mom had died a couple of months before Van's powers manifested. Jase was a favorite at the center. Everyone loved him." Rogue smiled at the memory.
" If you liked it so much, why did you come back?" Kitty asked softly after a few minutes, pain written clearly in her face and voice. Rogue licked her lips, trying to figure out how to put it.
" No matter how much I loved California, the people, the weather, everything, this place will always be home. I never even liked Mississippi this much. Despite everything that's happened to me since my mutation came about this place holds all of my favorite memories."
" You tried to drown yourself." Kitty pointed out, still sad.
" I did drown myself." Rogue answered taking a breath before she continued. " But that brought about my friendship with Scott. Without that I don't think I would have lasted a day. And as mean as I was to you before and after that day, you were still awesome, always trying to involve me in your plans."
" What are friends for, right?"
" Right." Rogue grinned at Kitty before the two girls started laughing. " That was so cheesy." Kitty just nodded, not able to talk from laughing so hard.
Friends are always supposed to be there for you, helping you through the hard times and soaring with you through the good. And every now and then they're good for a cheesy, cliched line that's been used a million times in the past. But then again, what are friends for, if not cliched lines?
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A/N: Now, for everyone who didn't know that at some point I was going to have the usual cheesy friend-bonding thing between Rogue and Kitty can go run laps with Wolverine threatening to skewer you if you don't run fast. But seriously, I mean, I had to have it.
Caliente, I'm glad you think my story is sweet… but (to quote my mother) did you taste the computer or something? Just kidding. My mom's always saying stuff like that, it gets annoying after a while, but the first time is funny so I couldn't resist saying it.
Veronica, to tell you the truth, I don't even know what happened at the beginning of the chapter. I just had the urge to write it down (watch me completely forget about it). I probably won't have her die; I need someone for Logan to place all his attention on. And in this story we've seen what happens when Logan doesn't have the woman that he loves. (And I will never get tired of you saying that I rock… ever)
Bluenose, that's your own darn fault. Now you have to suffer like everyone else who reads this has… and me for that matter because I don't like making people suffer… let's all throw rotten eggs at my muse, shall we? I mean, it is all his fault. And Rebel, you sure are optimistic.
Hey Little Birdie, welcome to my corner of the FanFiction… how'd you get here? A little birdie tell you about it? I'm sorry, I just couldn't resist. Cookies for everyone, including spikes-storm, Roguechere, Beauty818, and jupiterhime.
Have a good life everyone, peace.