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Day Seven – Friday

Lapin nudged me out of my slumber and covered my mouth, pointing to the other side of the hay pile, where Jamie was sleeping next to the baby goat. Being a man and all, I'm not going to say it. But, if I was a woman, I would have said "AWWWW….how cute." Please respect my testosterone.

We woke him up and trudged back through the swamp to get ready for our flight. Jamie was noticeably dragging his feet, as if every step was a step closer to Scott Summers, the Institute, and the chilly New York spring. "Remy, I don't wanna go!"

"Sorry, Petite, y'gotta." Lapin said to him as I returned from a shower, rubbing his hair. "Now, y'better go take a shower cause y'smell like a farm animal."

"BAAAA!" Jamie said, imitating a goat as he ran down the hall, past my Papa and Henri, who looked at Lapin and I with the strangest expression you can imagine for a few minutes, then walked downstairs.

Lapin and I flopped down on my bed. "Did da petite wear you out too?" Lapin said.

"Oui. Can' admit it t'him, but damn…" I sighed and closed my eyes. I guess I went to sleep for a minute or something. Because, when I opened my eyes, they felt somehow heavier than before. I attributed it to exhaustion and threw the rest of my stuff in my backpack. After we were all packed up, we went downstairs to the kitchen, where the rest of the family was. Tante was about to resume slapping Lapin and I, then realized that I was about to leave again for several months and hugged me, kissing me several times. Jamie laughed at me, then stopped abruptly when the same thing happened to him.

Henri bent down to Jamie. "Y'better come back, y'hear?" Jamie hugged him and then my Papa, and many long goodbyes were exchanged. Lapin said he'd drive us to the airport, so we piled into his car and Jamie came up with a great idea.

"Hey, Lapin, you should pretend you're a mutant and come live with us!" He said.

"Da Professor might notice." I said back to him.

"I heard him tell Storm once that he couldn't tell that you were a mutant and he can't read your mind." Jamie! My Jamie! Spying on the Professor himself. Marvelous, really.

"What would m'powers be?" Lapin asked, considering the idea carefully.

"Annoyin' people.' I said, getting scowls from both. "Dis plan never gonna work, and Prof'll kick us all out."

Jamie sighed as we got out of the car and told Lapin goodbye.

"Hey Remy?" Jamie asked as we walked toward the gate.

"Oui?"

"You're the best." He said, "so you can have the window seat."

I could practically hear the gears turning in his evil little mind.

We sat down and settled in to our seats, Jamie pretending to behave as everyone boarded the plane. We hadn't been in the air five minutes when a man tripped and fell right next to our seats. I glared at Jamie, who smiled innocently at him as he screamed. I looked down to see a clone on the floor near my feet, making faces at the man as he laid on the floor. Then, it disappeared into Jamie.

"Sir, do you need help?" Jamie asked.

"Get away from me!" The man yelled as he stood up and literally ran back to his seat.

An older woman in the row behind us leaned forward and stood up, looking over the seat at me. "You need to keep your brother in line."

"Non." I replied. "Y'need t'sit in y'chair, cause we're both mutants and mon power is meltin' nosy ol' ladies."

She frowned at me and put on her hands on her chest. "Why I never!"

"No freakin' duh. If you did, you wouldn't be so cranky." Jamie said to her. "Crazy old bat."

"You little devils…" She said, clearly appalled by Jamie's attitude.

"Funny you should mention that," Jamie said, pulling off my sunglasses. Generally, I wouldn't have encouraged this, but geeze…there are so few perfect moments, so I opened my eyes and laughed when she screamed. Of course, the flight attendant came by to settle us down and failed miserably, met by my mutant hypnosis and Jamie's more powerful baby blue eyes.

"Alright, boys, you better be on your best behavior, okay?" She leaned down and smiled at Jamie. That little jerk.

"I'm sorry," he said. "She said that she wanted to handcuff me to her bed!" The woman looked totally shocked. Playing it up, I wrapped my arms around Jamie.

"Mon dieu! Where'd y'get dat idea?" Jamie blinked and faked a tear as I looked up at the attractive flight attendant, whose nametag said "Bunnie."

"That mean old lady wants to hurt me!" Jamie said again, the old hag finally standing up and protesting.

"I said no such thing!" She declared as I looked up angrily at her.

"Where'd mon frere learn 'bout somet'ing like dat wit'out y'tellin' him?" I said, biting my mouth to stifle the laughter that wanted to erupt so badly.

Bunnie looked horrified. "Ma'am, I'm afraid you're going to have to move to a different seat."

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Bunnie and I ended up having sex in the airport bathroom, which was a new experience for me. It was enjoyable. But, the flight ended, much to my relief, because one of the other attendants threatened to kick Jamie out of the plane mid-flight if he didn't stop scaring and bothering the hell out of the other passengers. I was proud of him, deep down in my heart. We were standing on the curb when I remembered something.

"Eh, Petite? What'd y'whisper in Julien's ear?" I asked.

"I can't tell." He said, smirking.

I pouted at him. "Remy keep his mouth shut 'bout all da trouble y'caused dis week if y'tell him."

"Fine, jerk." He said. "I said his sister was a whore, because he complained about it while you and Lapin were still asleep."

"Mon dieu, y'know why dat was so bad? Ott'er dan da fact y'shouldn't call a femme a whore." I said. He shook his head. "Remy almos' married his sister, 'cept he stopped da weddin' and started a fight. Remy nearly killed him."

Jamie was quiet and then started laughing. Not at the situation, but at me. "You're an idiot, Remy."

We put our stuff in Scott's car and got in, Jamie looking very depressed.

"Hey, Jamie, what's wrong? Are you okay?" Scott asked him.

"I was, until you showed up." Jamie said back, slumping over in the backseat as Scott gave me a pretty dirty look, as if I'd poisoned Jamie against him.

We went home, watched television, and went to bed. I thought it was all over – I swear, what happened on Saturday was so not my idea.