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Sistahs

Chapter 5: Breakfast with a side of Cajun

/It was cold. Light brown hair whipped in the wind. He stood atop a cliff, looking down at the unsuspecting military base Blending into his surroundings, he set off down the steep paths. The guards never saw him coming, falling to the ground with a single slash of his blade, their blood soaking the ground. An alarm began to sound, and as the guards ran out to find the predator, he slipped in unnoticed, tossing a grenade behind him. He continued on, ignoring the large blast and painful screams that rang out into the night./

Rouge bolted straight up, wrapping her arms around her torso. She took in a deep breath, trying to calm down. 'Wha' the hell was that?' She subconsciously reached to her right, looking for the glass of water she always kept on a nightstand. Her hand found nothing but air. "Where the hell am ah?"

"Rogue, tha' ya?" came a groggy voice.

Rogue turned her head to the voice waiting for her eyes to adjust to the darkness, "Letta?"

"Yeah. Ya feelin' bettah now?"

"Except for the headache Ah'm fine. Wha' happened?"

Rogue heard the ruffling of the bed sheets and Nicoletta sat down on the edge of the bed, "Ya absorbed tha' creepy chameleon fellah an' collapsed," her sister replied, placing a hand on Rogue's shoulder.

"Tha' would explain the nightmare. How long have Ah been out?"

"Bout a day an a half. If ya haven't noticed, it's two am."

"Damn," Rogue replied, "Why do Ah feel lahke a train hit meh?"

The sisters heard a door open.

"Well my dear, I believe it is from a memory overload."

Rogue was unable to place the owner's voice, but Nicoletta recognized it right away.

"Mornin' Mistah McCoy."

"Please dear, call me Hank," he replied, flicking on the lights.

Rogue blinked a few times, her eyes growing wide in shock as she saw a large blue beast standing in front of her.

Nicoletta saw her sister's surprise and wasted no time, "Sis, this is Hank, he's the medic 'round here."

Rogue smiled, "Nice ta meet ya."

"Likewise. So tell me, how are you feeling?"

"Sides the headache, Ah'm fahne. Ah am a bit hungry too."

Nicoletta laughed, "Ah'll go get ya some breakfast, k?"

Remy was once again wide awake at two in the morning. As a thief, he had learned to go without sleep for a week. Sighing, Remy decided to head down to the kitchen for an early breakfast. It beat having to deal with all of the annoying kids and the ever presence shortage of food. He walked into the kitchen to find the delicious smell of pancakes and bacon in the air. Nicoletta stood at the stove, a large plate of pancakes nearby on the counter. She was starting the bacon, and Remy's mouth was watering. Without hesitation, he walked up to the plate, reaching for the delicious looking food.

"Don' ya dare," Nicoletta said, slapping his hand away, "They're for Rogue. She's jus' woken up an' is hungry."

Remy arched his brows, "De chere be awake?"

Nicoletta turned around smiling, "Yeah, she jus' woke up a few minutes ago."

"Dat's great p'tite. Tell ya what, Remy'll finish up de breakfast an' bring it down for all of us to share, k? You jus' go keep chere company."

Nicoletta thought about it for a moment before laughing, "Really?. Tha's sweet of ya Cajun. Sure, ya finish the breakfast an' ya can eat with us. Ya bettah not bothah Rogue too much though, got it?"

"Oui p'tite," Remy said bowing, "Remy'll behave, he promises."

"All your vitals seem perfectly fine Rogue."

"See Hank, Ah told ya so. All Ah need is a little sleep an' some food an' Ah'll be fahne."

He chuckled, "Just like your father. I'd prefer that you stay here until morning and then you're free to leave, just to be safe."

"Alrigh."

The door opened, and Nicoletta appeared.

"Where's the food sugah?"

"Oh, someone's bringin' it down," Nicoletta replied casually.

"Well they bettah hurry, Ah'm starvin."

"Dis fast enough for ya chere?" came the smooth Cajun voice.

Rogue looked up at the man and then to her sister, "Ya didn'…"

Nicoletta put on an innocent face.

"Ya did."

"He offahed to cook, so Ah figured Ah'd let'em."

Rogue turned back to Remy, "Thanks for the food, now scram, Ah wanna eat in peace."

Remy smiled sweetly at her, "Sorry chere, but de p'tite here promised Remy he could eat wit' ya if he made de breakfast."

"Ah hate ya Letta."

Nicoletta smacked her sister playfully on the shoulder, "No ya don'. Now be nice."

"Fahne," Rogue replied gruffly as she was handed a plate. Hank pulled out three chairs, and they gathered around Rogue's bed, eating their breakfast in peace.

Rogue hated to admit it, but the Cajun was an excellent cook. "Wha?" she asked angrily as she felt his eyes watching her.

"Remy jus' wonderin' if ya like de food chere?"

Rogue mumbled something.

"Wha' was dat?"

He only got more mumbles.

"Gonna have ta speak up chere, Remy can' here ya."

"Ah said it's great Swamp Rat, now leave meh alone."

Remy smirked, moving his chair closer to her, "Remy prides himself in bein de best chere, an' not jus' in cookin' if ya know wha' Remy means."

Rogue cast him an evil glare, "Say somethin' lahke tha' again, an' you'll be eatin' mah fist."

Remy opened his mouth to speak, but Nicoletta quickly interjected, "This is really good Cajun, reminds meh of the South."

Remy nodded, "Name's Remy p'tite. Sounds better dan Cajun."

"Mah name's Nicoletta Cajun, not petite."

"Touche."

It was then that Hank chose to rise, "Thank you for the wonderful breakfast, but I need to get an early start on a lab. If you'll excuse me."

The three mumbled farewell, and returned to the uneasy silence.

They sat there for a few minutes, unsure of what to say. Finally, without notice, Remy grabbed Rogue's chin in his gloved fingers, turning it towards him.

"Somethin' botherin' ya chere?"

Rogue was speechless as she felt his hand and gaze.

"Come on chere, ya can tell Remy."

Once again Rogue mumbled something, and Remy moved his face closer. Slowly, he brought his lips to hers, planting a quick peck on them.

Rogue's eyes widened and she shoved him back, jumping off the bed and running out of the med lab.

Remy licked his lips, "Tasty."

A hand slapped his right cheek, and Nicoletta stood above him, her eyes filled with anger.

"Why'd ya go an' do tha'? Things were just fahne?"

"Chere seemed sad. Remy was jus' tryin' to cheer her up."

"By kissin' her?"

"He t'ought it's make chere feel better."

Nicoletta shook her head before going after Rogue.

Remy just sat there confused, it always worked on the other women.

'Rogue isn't like the other women,' a little voice replied in his mind.

Alright, that's the end of this chapter. A little boring and weird, but oh well. I don't like how it turned out, but I had to have some transition to get the Romy started.

Umm yeah, that's it, review!

-Les723