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Chapter 2 – A Conversation Between Geniuses

Remy and Liz collapsed on the bed and snuggled. "A vacation from the kids? Just what we needed." Remy smiled and held Liz's hand on his chest. She looked up and giggled, running her fingers through Remy's hair, paying close attention to the fading strands near his temples. "You're going gray on me, old man!"

A sloppy, sideways grin formed on Remy's face. "Oui? Y'still love Remy?" He pushed her back and tickled her, making her squeal madly with laughter.

"No!" She said, struggling against his hands. "No no…"

"Non?" Remy pouted and kissed down her stomach, looking devilishly at her as his tongue slowly trailed farther down. "Y'know Remy gonna try t'change y'mind, right chere?"

Ring! Ring!

"Bonjour," Remy said, annoyed.

"Remy, it's me, they're driving me mad!" Remy chuckled at his father-in-law's apparent frustration.

"We been gone f'less dan a day. An' y'interrupting us." Remy replied. "Remy'd rather be usin' his tongue fo'somt'ing else dan talking t'ya."

"REMY! You stupid lazy ass, I do not want to know that!" Sinister screamed as he nearly gagged. Even after years, he still couldn't get over the idea of the Cajun touching his daughter. The laughter on the other end of the phone just infuriated him more.

"Desole," Remy muttered smugly. "S'how are da kids?"

"Becky is sweet." Sinister said. "The boys…" Sinister groaned, and Remy found himself smiling. "I made the mistake of taking them grocery shopping today. They exploded a box of powdered laundry soap, stole crayons, and – I'm guessing this is your lewd contribution to their upbringing – flirted with the young daughter of another shopper. Her mother threatened to beat them both senseless and somehow they managed to knock down three rows of shelves like dominos. Really, Remy, why?"

"Boys will be…MERDE!" He heard a muffled noise, then a giggle. "Hold on!" More noise and Sinister could faintly hear Remy talk to Liz. "Not now, Liz, Remy let y'do whatever y'want after he gets off da phone. 'Sides, it's y'pere."

Sinister's face contorted with disgust and he considered hanging up, then changed his mind when he heard Liz pick up the phone. "Daddy? How's it going?"

"Smooth, like the time we saw Victor Creed ice skating." Liz laughed. "Are you having a nice time, darling?"

"Of course!" She paused and giggled as Remy briefly tickled her, then she sighed. "Daddy, have you considered dating?"

"Dating? Why on earth would I want to date?"

"Because, you could really use a female companion. Or male…you are straight, right? You've never really been—"

"LIZZIE! How is it that you think you got here?" Sinister exclaimed.

"Oh, I always just thought you hatched me out of a pod or a cocoon or something. You're kind of weird like that…" She trailed off. "But yeah, I've thought of several potential woman for you….Wait…Whoa, are you saying that I entered this world by normal means? That you like, ewwww!"

"I only date older women." Sinister said sarcastically.

"Right…Anyway, I was thinking Emma Frost, she'll meet you at that cute little restaurant we went to for my birthday at eight on Friday. Beast said he'd watch the kids! Bye Daddy!" He heard the phone put down and frowned.

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Clang!

Essex's eyes shot open as he glanced from side to side. He didn't want to know what the noise was, but he was sure it probably also accompanied a mess.

Ka-Boom!

Adam's laughter came from the kitchen, and Sinister immediately leapt from his bed, pulling a t-shirt on haphazardly. He walked into the kitchen to see the two boys hovered over a pile of ashes. Looking around, he scanned the room to find out what was missing.

"What was that?" He finally growled, half asleep. "It's five in the morning, why are you even up?"

"Why not?" Adam replied. "We're hungry!"

Being their grandfather, Sinister knew he was largely unable to go back to bed knowing they were hungry. He sighed and went to the refrigerator, taking out ingredients and pouring them lazily into a bowl. "Are you going to tell me what you blew up?"

"Becky's drawing. She's such a suck up!" Etienne said, putting his hands on his hips crossly. "You treat her better than us!"

Sinister sighed in frustration. "I treat you based on how you behave. You're lucky I don't sell you two to the circus."

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Next Chapter: The Big Date – Sinister decides to have Frost over to his lab, chaos follows!

Prexistence – Thanks! I hope you enjoy this chapter!

BlkDiamond – Hahahaha! Oh man…that's definitely going into the story later.

B Oots – Kids in grocery stores are so funny. :D

BJ – Horses scare me. Have you ever noticed that Marvelverse manages to have an armadillo man but not a horse?

Pika – I discuss that at length both in my profile and the first installment.

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