RH8:
Rogue was up around 5:30 in the morning ready for the day. It was after all Tuesday, much better than a Monday and closer to the weekend. Rogue made her coffee and read some more of the reports. Waking up her kids around 6:45, was a difficult task.
"Come on Jason, Ah've got grits cookin' and Ah need ya up so you can go see Auntie Kitty again."
"Grits? Maman, I's like grits." Jason said sitting up. Rogue handed him a pile of clothes and he took them. Rogue smiled at him and left to wake up Katerinia.
Kat,Ah've got chocolate pop-tarts warmin' up for ya. But ya've got ta wake up before Ah eat them." Rogue said. Kat shot up in bed and shook her head no. "M'kay, get dressed and ya can have them." Rogue said. Kat nodded excitedly and took the offered clothes.
Rogue walked back into the kitchen and pushed Kat's pop-tart into the toaster and stirred Jason's grits. Both kids emerged and flew into their chairs; they fought over the antibacterial soap quietly and cleaned their hands with it. Rogue set Kat's pp-tart in front of her along with a fork and Jason's grits followed seconds later. Rogue grabbed her coffee and sat down at the table. The two started eating when Rogue sat down.
"Bonjour Tante Kitty. Ca va?" Kat asked upon entering the room. "Um… hi." Kitty threw a questioning look at Rogue. 'How are you?' She mouthed. "Oh. I'm fine this lovely morning. How are you Kat?" Jason started laughing. "Kitty-Kat." He said, Kitty started laughing lightly as well and Rogue left with a wave.
When Rogue entered the classroom students were filing into the room and taking their seats eagerly. The bell rang and they turned their attention to the front.
"There are some guild lines, A) only one question per student, B) nothin' ta personal, C) and Ah have the right ta not answer a question if its… ta hurtful.Tomorrow Ah get ta ask one question of each of ya. Sound fair?" Rogue asked. The class nodded, and a hand shot up. (These questions will space throughout the day.) "Yes, Miss…?"
"Smith ma'am. Is it true that you were with the brotherhood before you became an X-man?"
"Yes, Ah was tricked inta joinin' and when Ah found out the truth Ah came ta the X-men."
"How old are you?" A guy asked.
"We use our hands in this class Mr…?"
"Johns. Sorry." He raised his hand. Rogue nodded in his direction. "How old are you Miss. Darkholm?"
"Twenty-eight. Yes, in the back?"
"Do you have any family here?"
"Yes, Kurt is mah Half brother, Wanda is mah Half sister."
"So, your parents are… Magneto and Mystique?" Another kid asked.
Rogue nodded and someone else asked their question.
"Where were you for the past ten years?" One girl asked.
"Ah was bein' held captive in New Orleans. Mah children are a result of that captivity an' it's a touchy subject fo' meh ta talk about." Rogue said to the classes.
"You have children?"
"Twins, green wings and four white stripes in their hair." Rogue said. She took a picture off the desk and passed it to the student in front of her, so they could pass it around.
"Is it true that Mr. Le Beau kidnapped you and took you down to New Orleans to help rescue his father?"
"Yes, it was during Mari Gras and Mr. ..Howlett was goin' to skewer him."
"And you stopped him, that was sweet of you. Do you like Mr. Le Beau in a romantic way?"
"Ah don' think that's any of yer business. Next question." Rogue said.
"If your sister is Wanda does that mean tat Pietro is you're brother?"
"Yes."
"Do you still keep in contact with the Brotherhood?"
"Sometimes."
"Does the brotherhood have any children?"
"Yes and A'm their godmother." Rogue replied before someone could ask that question.
The final bell rang and the students left, Rogue looked at the picture that sat on her desk and smiled at it. Remy entered the classroom some time later.
"Chere? De auto shop class has written y' a letter." Remy said, holding out several pieces of paper. Rogue smiled and took them; she read through the first one and laughed. She glanced up at him, and he smiled. "Chere, y' got plans dis weekend?"
"One or two. Why?" Rogue asked curiously.
"I'd like t' take y' out t' dinner, Chere." Remy said.
"Ah… Ah don' know, Ah have ta be careful."
"Y' don' have t' be careful chere, I'd never hurt y'. I care about y'." Remy said.
"Ah'm scared Remy, Ah don' want another flash of New Orleans, Ah don' want ta beh controlled." Rogue said looking him in the eye.
"I'm not going t' do that t' y'. Y' know Remy, y' went lookin' for me and I was around dat night. I was packin' my stuff, I was getting' ready t' join de X-men. I love y' chere." Remy said seriously.
"Ah've been denied that emotion so long, Ah don' know what it feels like Remy. All of my childhood, these past ten years, and the only thime Ah felt loved was with our encounters, an' that scares meh. Ah don't want ta be used anymore Remy, Ah couldn' handle it another thime." Rogue said looking towards the floor.
"I ain' gunna use y', dat thime I took y' t' N'orleans I did want y' help, but I also wanted y' company. I was in love with y' back then, and I love y' even more now." Remy said lifting her chin so she had to look him in the eyes.
"Ah denied mah love fo' ya so they wouldn' go afta' ya. That's why they kept meh as long as they did; Ah was their bait ta get ya ta return. They couldn't fhind ya an' they knew Ah knew where ya were but Ah never told them. And it angered them, that Ah was so loyal ta a man they thought A didn't love. But Remy, it's not just meh, it's mah kids Ah have ta look out for also." Rogue said.
"Marie listen t' me please, I want a chance, please give me that chance." Remy said.
"Sunday?" Rogue asked not looking away.
"Sunday's perfect chere, us' like y'." Remy said, kissing the back of her hand. He left and allowed Rogue to finish reading the letters.
A/N:
In the official X-men encylopedia Logans last name was Howlett
And why Kat used a fork with her pop-tarts will be explained later.
R/R please. i need encouragement to continue or else i loose all inspiration.