((Author's Notes: I decided to write a plotted fanfic. I mean, how many are
there really that I write? Thank goodness, a non-JAT though. And complete
Kurt/Lance/Kitty love triangles. Gotta love those. Shall I explain the
plot? Nein. I think I'll just let you read and figure it out yourself. Can
you guess who gets the girl? Oh, and to compromise, if you read and reveiw
my story, I'll do the same for you. I'm a nice little furry elf, aren't
I?))
((Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men: Evolution or the X-Men. But I do own all this cool stuff I got for Christmas. And a Merry one to all!))
((Author's Note (Again!): To make up for my slowness before I'm going to write another chapter at superspeed, so here ya are! ))
Bayville High Drama Club Presents... "Romeo & Juliet"
by N I G H T C R A W L E R
The rest of the day was pretty good for Rogue, but the thought of Lance still trying out for the play plagued the back of her mind until she was in Scott's car for the ride home. Jean had decided to stay after school with Lauren and the other drama club gang, but Rogue needed a nap. So, already in Jean's place in the car, Rogue stared off to the side as she waited for the rest of the Xavier gang to join her.
First was Kurt. He ran right over to the car, and jumped right in. He landed in the backseat, and the car shook a bit. "Hallo! Have you seen Katzchen?"
Rogue shook her head, half ignoring the blue elf. He settled back into the seat and sighed. Next was Evan. "Heya, Rogue. He said, opening the door. "Could ya scoot over some?" Rogue rolled her eyes and made way for the skater.
Scott was the next to arrive. He opened his cardoor, and the first thing out of his mouth was. "Where's Jean?" Kurt and Evan shrugged, but Rogue chimed in immediately.
"She's staying after to help with preparations for tha play."
Kurt leaned forward, his arms resting on the seat in front of him. "And why aren't you staying, stage director?"
Rogue sighed, and growled. "Because ah need a nap, thats why, furry." She pushed Kurt's head backwards, and his back bumped against the seat.
"Ach! Thats fine and all, fraulein, but could you be a little more gentle with the furry one, ja?" He chided.
Rogue scowled his way, when she noticed the straggler making her way to the car.
"Sorry, everybody! Jason stopped me in the hall to give me the revised script. Here, Kurt, I got one for you, too. And Rogue. Here you go." Kitty passed the scripts to both Rogue and Kurt, and slid in beside Kurt in the back. "So, are we like, ready?"
Scott nodded, and put the car into gear. The whole ride home everyone was silent. Rogue wondered why.
"Wilt thou be gone? It is not yet near day." Kitty and Kurt were back at it again. They decided to resume after Tybalt and Mercutio had been slayn, and Romeo was once again at the window of the Capulet house. Kitty had situated herself on the bed this time, while Kurt sat on the floor. "It was the nightingale, and not the lark, that pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear. Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate-tree. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale."
Kurt shook his head, as he invisioned Romeo would have done. They were very into this play, as if they were saying such in their true lives. "It was the lark, the herald of the morn, no nightingale. Look, love, what envious streaks do lace the severing clouds of yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day stands tiptoe on the misty mountaintops. I must be gone and live, or stay and die."
Kitty reached her hand down to him. "Stay and die, Kurt. Stay and die." They both giggled as she pulled him up onto the bed, and he mocked a death. "O, what sorrow! He, like, died!" Kurt couldn't help but roll over on his back and laugh.
Kitty matched his laughter, but continued in her speech of sorrow. "Woe is me! His furry body is, like, now lifeless, cold, and.. still blue!" They laughed even harder.
Five minutes later, the laughter stopped, but the two of them still lay on the bed, staring at each other's face. Kitty could not take her eyes away from the glowing ones which stared back at her. But there was a sudden rap at the door. They both sat up in the dark, Kurt's eyes like a flashlight in the dark.
"Hey you two. Dinner is ready." The voice belonged to Jean. Kitty giggled one last time and called to the door.
"Yeah! We'll be there in like, a second!" She turned back to Kurt, whose teeth could be seen through the darkness as well. "Well, fuzzy elf, the auditions are Monday. Do you think we'll get it?"
"I know you will." Kurt smiled. He was telling the truth.
Kitty smiled as well. "I hope you get the part too." She phased through the bed and floor, to the dining room.
I hope so too, Kurt thought, as he bamfed downstairs.
((Author's Note: (A third!) It was a bit short, I know, but this is just a little bonus for you guys because it took me so long! ))
((Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men: Evolution or the X-Men. But I do own all this cool stuff I got for Christmas. And a Merry one to all!))
((Author's Note (Again!): To make up for my slowness before I'm going to write another chapter at superspeed, so here ya are! ))
Bayville High Drama Club Presents... "Romeo & Juliet"
by N I G H T C R A W L E R
The rest of the day was pretty good for Rogue, but the thought of Lance still trying out for the play plagued the back of her mind until she was in Scott's car for the ride home. Jean had decided to stay after school with Lauren and the other drama club gang, but Rogue needed a nap. So, already in Jean's place in the car, Rogue stared off to the side as she waited for the rest of the Xavier gang to join her.
First was Kurt. He ran right over to the car, and jumped right in. He landed in the backseat, and the car shook a bit. "Hallo! Have you seen Katzchen?"
Rogue shook her head, half ignoring the blue elf. He settled back into the seat and sighed. Next was Evan. "Heya, Rogue. He said, opening the door. "Could ya scoot over some?" Rogue rolled her eyes and made way for the skater.
Scott was the next to arrive. He opened his cardoor, and the first thing out of his mouth was. "Where's Jean?" Kurt and Evan shrugged, but Rogue chimed in immediately.
"She's staying after to help with preparations for tha play."
Kurt leaned forward, his arms resting on the seat in front of him. "And why aren't you staying, stage director?"
Rogue sighed, and growled. "Because ah need a nap, thats why, furry." She pushed Kurt's head backwards, and his back bumped against the seat.
"Ach! Thats fine and all, fraulein, but could you be a little more gentle with the furry one, ja?" He chided.
Rogue scowled his way, when she noticed the straggler making her way to the car.
"Sorry, everybody! Jason stopped me in the hall to give me the revised script. Here, Kurt, I got one for you, too. And Rogue. Here you go." Kitty passed the scripts to both Rogue and Kurt, and slid in beside Kurt in the back. "So, are we like, ready?"
Scott nodded, and put the car into gear. The whole ride home everyone was silent. Rogue wondered why.
"Wilt thou be gone? It is not yet near day." Kitty and Kurt were back at it again. They decided to resume after Tybalt and Mercutio had been slayn, and Romeo was once again at the window of the Capulet house. Kitty had situated herself on the bed this time, while Kurt sat on the floor. "It was the nightingale, and not the lark, that pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear. Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate-tree. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale."
Kurt shook his head, as he invisioned Romeo would have done. They were very into this play, as if they were saying such in their true lives. "It was the lark, the herald of the morn, no nightingale. Look, love, what envious streaks do lace the severing clouds of yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day stands tiptoe on the misty mountaintops. I must be gone and live, or stay and die."
Kitty reached her hand down to him. "Stay and die, Kurt. Stay and die." They both giggled as she pulled him up onto the bed, and he mocked a death. "O, what sorrow! He, like, died!" Kurt couldn't help but roll over on his back and laugh.
Kitty matched his laughter, but continued in her speech of sorrow. "Woe is me! His furry body is, like, now lifeless, cold, and.. still blue!" They laughed even harder.
Five minutes later, the laughter stopped, but the two of them still lay on the bed, staring at each other's face. Kitty could not take her eyes away from the glowing ones which stared back at her. But there was a sudden rap at the door. They both sat up in the dark, Kurt's eyes like a flashlight in the dark.
"Hey you two. Dinner is ready." The voice belonged to Jean. Kitty giggled one last time and called to the door.
"Yeah! We'll be there in like, a second!" She turned back to Kurt, whose teeth could be seen through the darkness as well. "Well, fuzzy elf, the auditions are Monday. Do you think we'll get it?"
"I know you will." Kurt smiled. He was telling the truth.
Kitty smiled as well. "I hope you get the part too." She phased through the bed and floor, to the dining room.
I hope so too, Kurt thought, as he bamfed downstairs.
((Author's Note: (A third!) It was a bit short, I know, but this is just a little bonus for you guys because it took me so long! ))