Chapter Six: Operation Remy/Rogue- Part One: Frenching

Kitty sighed heavily as she made her way downstairs. It was her job to get Rogue and Remy in the same room. She wandered into the living room where Rogue was doing her math homework while Bobby was showing everyone the first X-men movie, with commentary about the comics interspersed.

"Hey Rogue…you doing your math homework?" The southern raised an eyebrow.

"Uh…yeah, can't you see? You blind or what?"

"Sorry…I was just wondering if I could look at your French homework…in the kitchen." She suddenly looked at the screen of the TV as she heard Bobby say her name.

"And this is the two seconds of Kitty Pryde." She listened to the movie for a moment, watching the Professor say basically 'Bye Kitty' and then she phased through the doors, TV-verse Logan watching with wide eyes.

"That's it?" said Kitty angrily. "Oh well…I guess my name was said this time…but I have short hair! It's a different actress!" Bobby shrugged.

"Well, you're in the background in some scenes with Rogue and me." He winked at Rogue, who made a face back at him.

"You know, Bobby, the actor who plays you, in mah opinion, is a lot cuter than you are. And you have about a pig's chance of flying with me!" Snapped Rogue, standing up and looking at Kitty "Come on." They went into the kitchen and Rogue pulled out her French homework. "Ah don't know why you want to look at mine. You're better at French than me. You probably want to look at Miss Perfect's."

"But you had the help of an actual person who knows French."

"That's true…but Ah don't think we ever finished because of going to that stupid movie."

"Oh, well, I'll go get him, hold on!" She disappeared before Rogue could protest.

"Stupid roommate…"

"Remy! Wait up!" said Kitty, catching up to him on the grounds. "Whatcha doing?" The Cajun glanced at the girl looking at him eagerly and blinked.

"Remy thought he was walking. What do you need petite?" Kitty beamed at him.

"Rogue needs more help with her French homework. I would help her but; I have to help Kurt with…his…English homework." She finished in a rush. Remy looked apprehensive.

"Rogue actually wants Remy's help?"

"Oh yes. She said 'Kitty, if you aren't goin' to help me, go find Rem-'I mean 'go find Swamp Rat and ask him to help me. Ah hate French.'" Kitty did a perfect imitation of Rogue, and Remy was impressed.

"Okay, where is she?"

"In the kitchen, I have to go so…like, see you later!" and with that, she took off across the grounds, back to the door and phased through it, going up to her room and collapsing on her bed. Kurt looked at her worriedly, but Kichi spoke up.

"Well?"

"Remy's heading to the kitchen to help Rogue finish her French homework." Said Kitty in a rush, her breathing ragged. Kichi smiled.

"Great, my turn!" She disappeared through the door, going downstairs. Kurt frowned as Kitty sat up.

"You guys are going to get caught, Rogue vill hate you both."

"Don't bet on it." He sighed and leaned back on his sister's bed as Kitty stood and looked around. "Where's my…" She saw a corner of the book sticking out from under…Rogue's pillow? Blinking, she sat back down and was quiet for a moment before glancing at Kurt.

"I told Remy I was helping you with your English homework."

"Oh great, thanks Keety. I happen to be fine in English, I don't need any help."

"Okay, would you rather I said math or something?"

"Vell, I guess it doesn't matter, I don't care vhat that stupid Cajun guy thinks."

"That's the spirit!" He sighed as there was an angry yell from downstairs. "Oh crap…that's Rogue. I'm not here!" Kitty phased through the floor as Kurt shook his head.

"Great, that's right, run avay!" He paused and looked around "Vait! I can't be in Rogue's room vhile Kitty's not here!" He bamfed away and there was loud stomping on the stairs, then a violent crash as Rogue threw open the door, Remy following behind her.

"Calm down, mon cherie."

"Calm down? Calm down?" she flipped around to glare at him. "Were ya awake when that violet eyed bimbo was talkin' ta us?"

"Yes…" replied Remy slowly, taking a step back as Rogue advanced on him. This was probably on account of the fact that she was waving an ungloved hand menacingly.

"Need Ah remind ya of what she said?" Hissed Rogue before sitting down heavily on her bed. Remy smiled slightly before leaning against the wall.

"Do enlighten me, cherie. Remy's not sure he was entirely paying attention."

"Ah'm sure…"

Kichi had dashed into the kitchen, screeching to a stop as Rogue and Remy blinked at her in surprise.

"Um, hi you guys!" Rogue frowned in annoyance as Remy smirked slightly.

"What do you want?" snapped the southern goth.

"Well, see, I have this problem…and I need to ask a real French guy to figure it out."

"What is dat, fillete?" asked the Cajun. She crept closer until she was standing right in front of him.

"How do you French kiss?" She grinned at him as Rogue made a choking sound. Remy didn't lose his cool though and smiled brightly.

"Remy'll show you only if he can demonstrate on mon cherie." He responded, motioning to Rogue. The "untouchable mutant" eyes almost shot out of her head before she yelled

"Oh, hell no! The only way Ah would let ya anywhere that close to me is if Ah wanted ya flat on the floor!"

"Dat can be arranged cherie…" mused Gambit, causing Rogue to groan loudly and stomp out angrily. Kichi looked at Remy innocently and said,

"Was it something I said?" Remy shook his head at her, a faint knowing smile on his face.

"Remy should go calm her down…" and with that, he exited swiftly and Kichi giggled, grabbing a banana out of the fruit bowl and starting to peel it.

"Well, at least tomorrow is a school day. Maybe things will be less hectic." Of course, Kichi was a new mutant, and had no idea.