Disclaimer: I wish Imay, I wish I might...yeah not really working. I still don't own or have pretty hair


Rogue and Gambit looked at each other and laughed. They were in the parking lot of Wal-Mart.

"Well, if you excuse me Swamp Rat, I have to continue shopping considering I didn't exactly get what I needed from here thanks to you."

He merely smirked and headed towards his motorcycle. She went to her car. It wasn't really her car; it was one of Xavier's. Carrying undergarments on a motorcycle is a difficult and quite risky maneuver. Rogue thought for a second. The mall was closest but it still wasn't open. Target was close though and it was probably open.

Rogue's predictions were correct. It was open and apparently there was some sort of sale going on, since there were already many people crowding the store.

'Here we go again,' Rogue groaned, getting her cart and making her way to ladies apparel. Since it was on the way, Rogue stopped at the cosmetic stand to get her make-up. Rogue started wandering through clothing, trying to find the underwear section. Signs were for wussies. She was by a rack of dresses when a man in sunglasses and a trench coat popped out in front of her, making her jump.

"Hey cherè, fancy seeing you here."

"Are you following me?" she asked in a demanding tone.

"Nope, just looking out for you, remember? You lost? You seem to be wandering quite a bit. I could help you if you want…"

"I don't want, I assure you. I am not lost. I'm just looking around." Rogue picked an odd shaped pink dress beside her and held it in front of her. Is it my color?"

"You never struck me as a pink kind of girl, but I suppose I could deal, though I hope that dress isn't for you. Otherwise, my efforts are rather futile."

Rogue narrowed her eyes in confusion to his odd response. She also noticed a middle-aged woman giving her a cold stare from a few feet away. Had she called dibs on the dress or something? A woman to her right was also staring. Did they recognize her as a mutant? Gambit was wearing sunglasses now, so he wasn't giving them away. Oh well, screw them.

"What about this one," she said brightly picking up a blue Sundress from the rack beside the other one. She modeled with it for good measure.

"Don't t'ink it is your size cherè, at least yet."

"What the hell do you mean by that Swamp Rat?" she demanded. Suddenly she spotted the sign above them and could have kicked herself. Maternity. Fuck.

"So, cherè when are you due?"

"Shuddup!" she hissed.

"Boy or girl?" he asked, now laughing.

She smacked him upside the head, saying, "I told you to shut up." Her face burned red. HE just laughed harder. Middle-aged women continued to glare. Apparently a possibly pregnant teen was the bane of their existence. Stupid, annoying middle-aged women. Gambit had been watching her angrily look at the people staring at her. He cupped his hands under her chin to pull her face towards his. He wink before saying in an unnecessarily loud voice, "I know you don't want to get all fat and stuff baby, but you really have no choice. Just choose some clothes, woncha?"

Rogue looked at him in horror before catching on. Mentally slapping herself she started to whine, "But it isn't fair. I'm too pretty to get fat. I heard babies hurt too."

"Aw, you'll be fine. Just remember how cute they are."

"Yeah, they make all those adorable little noises and smile and stuff. And they have those cute little shoes. That will be so much fun."

"But you have to change them too," gambit said making a face.

"That is what my mama is for," Rogue said laughing.

If someone in the section hadn't been glaring before, they sure were now. Some of the dirty looks had even changed to horrified stares.

"Yeah, with her help, you'll be able to finish high school."

"I don't wanna. School is so stupid. You didn't finish."

"Yeah, my job at the auto shop pays pretty well. You might as well finish though. How much time do you have left?"

"A year in a half. I'll never make it. I have already taken Algebra twice, it just isn't going to happen."

"We'll see baby, we'll see. Come on lets get some baby toys."

"Yay, those are soo cute!" Rogue said with a giggle. They left the section and collapsed next to women's socks barely able to breath.

"You. Are. Horrible," Rogue managed to get out between breaths.

"Right back atcha, cherè" he replied.

She bowed her head in shame for a moment before standing up again. She still had shopping to do. However before she could even take a step towards her section, her phone rang. It was Kitty. Again.

"Hey Rogue," greeted the happy girl, "Like, where are you? We thought you would be home by now."

"Have you found my stuff," Rogue asked hopefully.

"Ummm…no….not yet. Well actually we stopped looking. Jean and Scott pretty much figured out that your stuff was probably long gone so we should stop wasting time."

Rogue made a mental note to give both a hug. A gloveless hug.

"So why are you calling now?" Rogue asked annoyed.

"I was just checking up on you. Like I said, we thought you would be home by now. Logan thought you might have gotten into some-um-trouble."

"Uh huh. Well I didn't so, Good Bye."

"Wait a sec. Why are you talking so long? Is Wall-Mart really crowded or something?" Wasn't there a saying out there like "Curiosity killed the cat"?

"I'm not at Wal-Mart," Rogue said before she could think better of it.

"Why not?" Kitty asked. Was someone holding up cue cards for the girl?

"Because it was closed." Rogue replied wincing at her answer.

"Why?"

"Uhhhh…there was an accident. Someone got stuck inside a clothing rack." Rogue decided then that she suddenly needed to borrow one of Kitty's cards.

"How did they do that?" Kitty screeched. Rogue quickly pulled the phone away from her ear and Kitties voice could clearly be heard asking a multitude of questions. "Who was it? Were they lots of police cars and such? How long is the story going to be closed? Were their news crews? Did you get interviewed?"

Rogue glanced over at Gambit, who was silently laughing her head off. "Laugh it up, Swampy, laugh it up." She said irritably.

"Rogue are you there? What did you just say? I can barely hear you!"

"Dear gawd Kitty, chill out. I don't know okay. I just heard the story when I got there. Take it easy."

"But-"

Rogue tuned her out and looked back at Gambit who was still laughing. She glared at him. He smiled and made a fishy face. Yes, Mr. Playboy Cajun in his cool sunglasses made an honest to God fishy face completely with flapping hands/fins. IT was too much for Rogue who snorted with laughter.

"Rogue!" Kitty said, "What happened? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. I just saw something really funny that is all." Rogue turned around so she could stop laughing.

"What was so funny? Come tell me. You gotta tell meeeeeeee!"

"I'll tell you later, now I have to go!" The last word of her sentence turned in to a high-pitched yelp as suddenly a finger poke her in the side.

"Now what was that?"

"Nothing Kitty. Don't- Ah, Stop!- worry about it." Gambit had started to poke her more, making her twitch wildly. She tried to hit his hands away with her arm, but was having no success.

"Are you sure? I don't think I believe you. Do you need help?"

"No I am- stop it, stop it, stop it,- fine!" Gambit had decided it was necessary to start tickling her. He had one arm wrapped around her holding her to him while the other attacked.

"You are being attacked! Let me get help!"

"NO!" Rogue shouted, "I'm fine, it was just a mosquito. A very very big, annoying- EEP!- mosquito. I really got to go now, bye!" Rogue hung up the phone and whirled around to face Gambit.

"What the hell are you doing? Are you insane. I'm never going to get out of this one thanks to you."

"Thanks to me," he said, feigning insult, "No offense cherè, but Wal-mart was closed?"

"Shuddup," She ordered and started to push her cart again.


A/N

Okay, I'm sorry this took so long. First off I just finished my other story. Second I'm have a little bit of writers block with this one.

Don't expect quick updates on this one in the future either. It isn't my main work. I'm going to start work on the sequel to "I'm Fine" and I have another story I'm starting (I'm bringing in Frost, Tess, and Braddock for this one).

However I promise not to completey forget about this one. I just have to wait a bit for ideas.

Side note- Ultimate X-men Annual 1- I want it now! Rogue and Gambit- prince and princess of theieves- very very cool. I love the cover too. (Sorry I tend to like Ultimate Rogue more than the main one just because she is less "I can't touch" and more "I can aim a gun".)

I'm going to shut up now and let you have your time back