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Chapter Nineteen – The End
Remy opened his eyes and saw Jean and Hank looking him over. "Are you alright, Remy? You've been unconscious for hours!"
"Oui." Remy sat up and got off the bed. He grinned at Jean with the most devilish grin she'd ever seen from him. "Remy appreciates y'takin' care of him while he was sleepin'."
Hank handed him a bottle of painkillers. "The Professor wanted to speak to you about being more careful in the Danger Room." Remy shivered. "What's wrong?"
"Not'in." Remy said. "Where is he?"
"Probably upstairs." Jean said. "He fell asleep watching a movie with the younger kids."
Remy stumbled up the stairs and found the Professor, still sound asleep, as the credits rolled. A couple of kids ran by him. "Follow the yellow brick road!" One of them yelled. Remy jumped and attempted to hide, wondering whether or not they were with the Lollipop Guild or not.
He picked up the case the movie came in. "The Wizard of Oz." He read out loud. He roughly nudged the Professor.
"Remy?" The Professor said, apparently shaken from a dream. "What's wrong?"
Remy shook the movie case at him. "Does da Wizard of La sound familiar?"
Xavier's expression fell. "Oh no…" He looked embarrassed, and humiliated to the point of wanting to disappear. "Sometimes, hearing things when we telepaths sleep…like this movie…induces strange dreams that affect others."
Remy just stared.
"It in no way reflects my actual wants or needs!" Xavier yelled quickly.
"Sick." Remy said. "Remy's gettin' an apartment in town. Can' handle dis no more."
"Remy, please!" Xavier said. "Don't tell anyone about what you saw and…how I was acting?"
"Or what?" Remy said.
"I'll tell Scott about your affair with Jean." Xavier said.
Remy smirked. "Remy's lips are sealed. Plus, he gonna repress all dem memories about y'showing me y'junk. Dat was twisted, y'crazy old perve!" He ran upstairs to his room and opened the door.
There, sitting on his bed, was a small black kitten. Ebony. "How did…" Remy picked him up as he started to purr. "No way." And then he noticed there was a lollipop and some straw in his pocket.
"Remy ain' even gonna talk about dis. Ever."
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The End.
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