Unpleasentries
"Remy never t'ought he'd see de day he had t'erapy." Remy laughed as he knocked on a door.
"Come in." a feminine voice called. Remy perked up at the thought of a girl. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all...
"Bonjour, chere. Remy was t'inkin' dat y' and 'im could ditch dis place and- AH!" Remy dodged a knife thrown at him.
"Remy. Long time no see, mon cher." a blonde woman slowly turned in the chair. Remy paled at the sight of her. It couldn't be...
"Bella. Y' been good? Great! Remy t'inks he'll jus' be leavin' now..." Remy turned toward the door.
"Mon cher, I promise not t' hurt y'." Bella smiled sweetly.
"Den what was de knife f'r?" he glared.
"Well, I've decided dat hurtin' y' can wait 'til after dis half hour o' t'erapy. T'ink o' it as couple's t'erapy. God knows we need it." she grinned.
"Bella... Remy in trouble, non?" Remy sighed sadly at the venemous look on her face.
"Y' lef' m' at de altar, Remy! How am I supposed t' feel?" Bella slammed a fist on the desk. "Y' left me!"
"Bella, Remy killed y'r frere! Was 'e supposed t' stay an' let y'r pere kill 'im?" Remy groaned.
"Y' could've invited me along! But no, y' jus' ran like a coward! Mon Dieu, Remy, I would've come! I missed y'." Bella sighed.
"Y' did?" Remy blinked.
"Oui. But, now, 'M angry. An' I want revenge. But it can wait 'til the end o' de session!" Bella glared.
"Dis all started de day we met. Y' couldn' handle help den, an' now all y' wan' is revenge. Y' should've let Remy help y'." Remy sighed.
"How is dat even involved? Y' jus' don' like de fact dat abondonin' y'r new wife was wrong! Wrong, wrong, wrong!" Bella scolded.
"Y'know, y' don' seem like de type f'r dis job. How'd y' end up here?" He asked, an obvious change in subject. Bella seemed surprised, but answered the question.
"A favor f'r an allie t' de guild."
"Oh?"
"Remy, we need t' talk 'bout our issues. I want dem sorted out when I kill y'!"
"Bella, y're insane! Stark ravin' mad!" Remy pronounced.
"Mon cher, y're only correct about de mad part." Bella hissed, pulling out quite a few knives. Remy stared, and bolted for the door. Bella chased him, throwing knives as they ran.
"BELLA! STOP IT! MERDE!" Remy screamed, running through the halls to the waiting room. Pyro, Magneto, and Piotr all stared at the duo.
"Remy, y' left me! Y're not'in' but a selfish bastard!" Bella yelled, tossing another knife his way. He ducked, and stared at her.
"Um.. If Remy apologized, would y' quit tryin' t' kill 'im?" he asked meekly. Bella glared.
"Non!" she yelled, throwing more knives.
"Bella, Remy's sorry f'r leavin' y'! He's sorry f'r killin' y'r frere, an' he's sorry f'r not invitin' y'!" Remy yelped, dodging more attacks.
"'M goin' t' kill y', Remy." Bella snarled. He ran behind Piotr.
"Can't we jus' talk 'bout dis, Bella?" he begged, as Piotr stared at him.
"Jus' talk 'bout de fact dat y' left me at de altar? I don't t'ink so!" she snarled.
"We covered dis subject! I tol' y', 'M sorry!" Remy ran out of the waiting room to behind the reception desk.
"Remy just used first person! This is serious, mate!" John stared. Magneto had temporarily stopped torturing him in favor of staring at poor Remy.
"Remy, y' lef' poor, lil defenseless moi all alone!" Bella glared, and tried to kick him. He ducked, luckily, and she narrowly missed him.
"Y' call dat defenseless? Y're a trained assassin, f'r God's sake!" Remy muttered.
"Remy, y' and I have some issues t' work out. An', mon cher, y're not leavin' 'till we work dem out, o' y're dead!" she jumped over the desk, cornering him.
"Bella, would y' like some coffee?" he asked nervously.
"Non! It's a lil late f'r coffe!" she spat, glaring at him. He took her hand in his, and his other arm around her neck.
"Remy's sorry, petite. It was inconsid'rate o' him t' leave y' like dat." he gave her a charming smile.
"Remy, p'rhaps we can work some'tin' out. I'd hate t' see a charmer like y' dead." Bella grinned despite the fact she was there for revenge.
"O' y' could jus' leave!" Remy laughed, charging a handful of her hair. He let her hair go, and ran to duck behind Piotr.
"REMY LEBEAU!" Bella shrieked angrily as her hair pretty much exploded.
"Dat's f'r t'rowin' knives at Remy!" he grinned.
"Dis ain' over!" Bella hissed, advancing on the cajun. Remy blinked.
"Remy hoped y' were still vain enough t' run away at de slightes' chipped nail."
"How dare y' call me vain? As if y' weren' in enough trouble wit' moi!" she glared daggers, and fired a plasma blast at him.
"F'got 'bout dat..." Remy groaned. Magneto blinked.
"Remy, have you made an enemy of a mutant?" he asked calmly.
"Dis ain' no normal mutant! De femme is Remy's ex-fiancee!" Remy groaned.
"What the hell did ya do that broke the marriage?" John asked as Remy dodged another plasma blast.
"Can we talk 'bout dis later?" Remy begged, tossing some charged cards at Bella. She glared at him.
"No way, mate! Too juicy!" John cackled, conveniently forgetting Magneto would resume beating him to a pulp at the soonest oppurtunity.
"Fine. Remy killed 'er frere in self defense, den ran off. De mad cow here is pissed dat Remy left 'er, and is tryin' t' kill him. If y' don' mind, Remy has to fight!" Remy groaned as Bella moved ever closer.
"Remy, if y' t'ink y' can leave Belladonne Boudreaux, y've got anot'er t'ing comin'!" Bella started to throttle him. Remy gasped for air and pulled at her hands to no avail.
"ENOUGH!" Magneto boomed in his most commanding voice. Much to his, and the Acolytes not locked in battle, Remy and Bella continued to fight.
"I always knew Remy was messed up in the head, mate!" John whispered to Piotr.
"Remy LeBeau, do y' have any las' words 'fore I finish y' off?" Bella grinned.
"Oui. John, burn 'er! BURN 'ER!" the cajun yelped.
"HEHE! FIRE!" John automatically went into pyromaniac mode and sent fire in the shape of a heart to burn her hair. Piotr, Magneto, and Remy stared at the shape, then at John. "What? I happen to think she's very pretty, when her hair's not on fire! Nothing in comparison to my Wanda... I mean.."
Bella managed to stop the flames from burning her badly, but the smell of burnt hair filled the room. Her hair was cropped about as short as Piotr's, and the tips were no longer blonde.
"Ugh! I will deal wit' y' later, mon cher! When y' don' have an idiotic pyromaniac t' help y'!" With that, she stormed out of the building.
"Remy t'inks he would like a nice, relaxin' mission, Magneto." Remy fell into a chair. "Like infiltratin' de Danger Room on de highes' settin'. Sounds safer..."
"Remy?" John stared. The cajun was banging his head against the wall.
"That was akward." Piotr managed to say.
"Well, off for theraputic fun! Toodles!" John ran into the therapist's room without looking back at his employer.
"Rogue's gonna kill Remy." Remy grumbled.
Yes, Belladonna. Don't ask what friend, or what favor. I don't know. Sorry about the long update wait. I've been out of town a lot. And, I apologize if I have completely butchered Bella.
Review replies:
samantha and crash slayer: Yeah. Remy could've had some fun issues to talk about, but I thought Belladonn was more fun. Sorry if I upset ya! And Mr. Allerdyce is coming next... Be warned...
Dis Chick Dis Da Fuzzy Dude: You seem to be the only one whom noticed that note. I decdicate the New Recruits to you! And, it'll be in Red Witch's universe by that point. So, expect Dead Girl. Heh...
GambitGirl2008: From your name, you must like Gambit. Well, hope ya don't mind I played with Bella in this chapter!
sheikgoddess: Yes, it did. This one I think I was high on sugar or something when I started it. Then I just went with the flow.
Realtfarraige: None of the therapists will be sane after I'm done. Hmm...
vine: Thank you! I wanted to, because if I revealed everything, nobody could have an imagination!
Rogue14: Haven't seen you in awhile. I think... Anyway, yeah, I can appreciate compliments! Thanks for the review!
EE's Skysong: If I ruined your hopes, I'm sorry! But, this was my deluded answer. So... yes, Piotrmust have a fierce hatred of therapists dueto her.Can anyone even pronounce his name? Oh well...
kes evenstar: Thank you! After this comes the Misfits, then the New Recruits, then the Adults. And then I'll redo the X-Men, make it funnier.
Preexistance: Sorry it took so long! I was out of town, my cat got hit by a car and broke his leg. Then got surgery. Yeah, I've been busy.
Thank you all for reviewing! Next, I think John will intentionally drive his therapist nuts, and for some reason keep 'assuming' the therapist is a racist against Australians just to bug him. Suggestions if you have something in please!
