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Disclaimer:Guess what! I Don't own any of these pimps or pimp names in this story and marvel. And I don't own Steel Cage Tavern ( My sister does) but i do own My Pimp Wheel Chair Inc. I REALLY SORRY FRO ALL YOU PIMPS OUT THUR!

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blue-fuzzy- Both of those boys are like totally pimpin'. But if you ask about Piotr, Pietro, and Remy, i'd have to say Piotr. :D

ingrid: I know, Right? I just couldn't think who was pimp-in-er. I have to find out by the end of this story!

Now let the magic begin!

Chapter 6: Official Pimped-out Pimp Names and Tabby's Bad side

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We begin with our not so innocent couple who just did it in LOGAN'S ROOM! But Hey who said they were innocent in the first place, I mean Rogue planned to seduce Remy to get him to sign a stupid piece of paper and Remy, well I don't even want to know why he's not innocent.

Okay, call it a hunch or maybe just paranoia but Remy always knows when he has to leave his Cherie and the Mansion. He just gets this indescribable feeling in the pit of his stomach every time he's near the mansions grounds. Every time he touches Rogue inappropriately. It's like as if someone does it to him. He can just feel his body being cut in pieces with sharp claws. He suddenly got that feeling. 'Breathe Runs Cold' Logan's home!

"Uh, Cherie Remy must go." he let go of his nice comfy hold on Rogue and scurried around for his garments.

"Why?" she was sad, but then she got that feeling Remy got, instead though it was a splitting headache. Wolverine's psyche came out of nowhere,in her mind, and she could hear the screams of everyone as they ducked out of his way. "FUCK!" she raced off the bed and happened to trip onto her clothes that just happened to be in one nice pile.

"Sweet..." she smiled.

"Shh..." Remy put a hand over her mouth.

'Thump thump thump' he was getting closer...

Remy's eyes started bugging out and Rogue couldn't find her shirt.

She raced to the bed but couldn't find it. Though she did make the bed rather nicely.

"Hmm good job Cherie."

Rogue was about to give him some sassy remark but heard somebody jingle the doorknob. Oh Fudge.

... Outside the door, same exact time...

Logan was drunk, no he was waaaay pass drunk. Drunk to the max. And he was looking forward to one thing. His bed, his nice, warm, fresh clean bed with nobody in it! Well maybe Ororo but that's it!

'Jingle Jingle', 'Creak' (that's him opening the door)

Logan almost fainted when he saw the sight in his room. He left his lights on! Oh no!

"Well nothing seems out of place, wait the bathroom!" he skipped over to the bathroom. Yup no shampoo or toilet out of place.

" I guess that brat Bobby and his little girl friend have found someone new to pester" with that said he could have a nice peaceful rest with no worries. Too bad that he wasn't smart enough to peer just inches under the window by his bed. Then he would give the ass whooping that he wanted to give that unfound Sabbertooth. Damn that feline.

... Outside that window ...

Rogue and Remy didn't even dare to move or breathe until Wolverine was fast asleep. They could literally be one with the wall because of how hard they were pressed up against it.

Rogue breathed a sigh of reflief. She couldn't have been more happier to hear Logan snore in her life.

Remy actually didn't care for the snore at all. He was cared about how his Cherie was still topless. Yeah he was loven life. Rogue slapped him and he gave her shirt back. " Ya know Cherie yo' could really hurt Remy one day. He could end with a broken jaw then Remy's macho sexy-ness would be ruined and then you wouldn't love him no more! Rogue gave him a sly grin "Ya know your right, Cajun" and slapped him again "Now help me up." They suddenly heard Logan stir, "Gumbo."

"O' Merde." Remy whispered. He was lovn' life ,again, even though Logan could wake up in an instance but he had his Cherie pushing him against wall so he was safe.

"Did Ah mention that Ah hate you" Rogue hissed.

"Yes Cherie, about as much as Logan does, but that doesn't him yo' don' love Remy!" Yeah he was too loud, and yeah Logan knew Remy was on the premisses and yeah he knew Gumbo was somehow bothering Rogue. He always knew because he would get a tingling sensation in his claws. Yup he just got that feeling. "Gumbo's ass is mine!" he sprang off the bed tripped over an open condom wrapper. (AN: Safety first!) "Where'd that come from?" he questioned for virginess. But that didn't stop him! He put on his shirt and searched for Remy's ass.

"Merde Merde Merde! Remy and his big mouth!" Remy grabbed Rogue's hand and brought her to the front and the mansion, blew off his gloves and blew up the fountain! That was for sure to get Logan's attention and all of the Mansion's too. Indeed it did.

Rogue finally got at what Remy was aiming at and went along with it. At first she was like "What the fuck?" but now she's like "Oh ha." She grabbed him by the shoulders and went to knee him in the groin but instead whispered in his ear. "Meet meh at my balcony at exactly 1:16 A.M. Oh and bring those other 2 goons." And to finish it off she lightly shoved him into a wall which he jumped over and ran down the street. When she walked through the front doors of the mansion she was met with wide eyes and questions.

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!" Scott screeched in a girly-man voice.

"NO WHAT THE HELL IS SHE LIKE WEARING! That's so like mine!"

"Oh My Gawd Kit, your so right! Now lets go up stairs and take care of this!" she grabbed her arm and swiftly ran up to their room.

"Ow Rogue your hurting me."

"Sorry Kit but look." she pulled out the thing Remy signed "He's in!"

Kitty's eyes went sly. "Oh so that's why he was here... Wait like wow there are going to be like 8 contestants!"

"Really, Whoa how many pimps are there?"

"Uh like, Scott, Remy, John, Toad, Pietro, like Kurt, Bobby, and Piotr." She sighed dreamily "Yes Piotr" she started to day dream.

"Kit, Earth to Kitty, is everyone meeting in our room?"

"Uh yeah that's what Tabby like said."

"Okay"

"And she like said she got some great and very interesting news."

"What is it?"

"She like wouldn't say, she said we would like find out at tonight's meeting."

"Oh yeah Ah'm scared."

"Yup like me too."

... Exactly 1:15:30 A.M...

"Tabby tell us your great news already!" Bobby begged. He was tried and didn't feel like getting dragged out of his nice warm bed to be part of Tabby's crazy scheme. Well on the bright side Jubilee was sitting on his lap.

"I can only tell when Magneto's lackeys show up and when we are safely secure in the room specially for The Pimp-a-thon!"

"Uh petite we're here" Remy poked her in the back.

"Well okay, just show me your signed papers." She got bombarded with papers.

"Fine people move it! Sheesh!"

The group went outside, down the balcony and even though some flew or skipped or bamfed there, they all reached the secret room for the Pimp-a-thon.

... The Pimp-a-thon Room a.k.a. Tabby's secret lair...

"WHAT THE FUCK? WE'RE IN THE WINE CELLAR!" Bobby cried.

"Well what do u expect? The ballroom! Your luckily me and my evil minions a.k.a. Roberto, Fred, Lance and Sam stole couches and chairs from the furniture that ironically happened to be placed next door! Now sit down and shut it!"

Bobby squeaked "Yes Ma'am" he ran to a seat. All the other guys ran to seats too. Suddenly it was dark and the door closed, then the woman were gone!

"Where did the Sheila's go?"John yelled but suddenly a light shone on Tabby who stood on a podium. The woman were in one line on each side of her. She started to speak.

" Hello and welcome to your DOOM, whoops I mean -cough cough- The Pimp-a-thon. We are here to see who can live up the a pimp's challenges and who can out wit and out play the other pimp wannabe's. But most of all we want to see who is the Pimp-in-est of all of you weaklings, I mean fine gentleman! First lets introduce ourselves and fine out the great news I have! Okay, drum roll please... I found out everyone's official pimp names, with a machine I created by my self, and you must call that person his/or her pimp name at all times. Okay first up, Remy LeBeau a.k.a. KapTack U. Lar! Next up Pietro Maxioff a.k.a. Digital D! Scott Summers a.k.a. Jolly Jacobson. Step right up, Bobby Drake a.k.a. Jungle Joe Safarian! The big man him self Piotr Rasputin a.k.a. Pimpdaddy C. Slikk. John a.k.a. Infrared Mailman. Toad a.k.a. Ding Dong Bong! Oh and we can't possibly forget Kurt Wagner : stifles a giggle... Queen Slut!

" What! Tabby this is stupid! I mean who thought up these names? A monkey!" Kurt was fuming at his name.

"Sit down and shut it Kurt!" little bombs went off her hands.

"No!"

"SHUT UP AND SIT!" This time flames rose from her and her hair started moving and to top it off she got this big demon voice which made her powers go off freakishly.

"Ok!" Kurt whimpered and ran to a chair and hit behind it.

"Okay good!" she suddenly turned back into herself.

"Okay where was I? Oh yeah! And just for the hell of it how about my evil minions! Lance Alvers: Malt Lick, Roberto: Jazzy Jeff, Sam: Tour Gidizzle and Fred: Vagina Wagon!"

Lance whispered to Pietro "Did we just see Tabby's bad side?"

"Hell-yeah"

"Ever going back there?"

"Hell-no"

"Thought so"

"Oh-and-dude,-nice-name- MALT-LICK!"

"Screw you, Digital D"

"Hey-I-like-that! Digital-D-Digital-D-Digital-D-Digital-D!"

"Oh Fuck I think Tabby created a monster."

Tabby again. "OK everyone tomorrow is the start of the battling so get a good nights rest and remember, No one is safe to talk to! ANNIHILATION! I mean, thank-you and good night! Oh and I wanted to thank my evil little side kick Jamie who is covering up for all of your asses.

They traveled back to their room's right after Remy picked up a bottle or two of wine. Instead of going to through the balcony, they went in through the kitchen and up the stairs quiet as mice but someone wasn't so quiet.

Logan was knee walking drunk and was trying to do cart wheels down the stairs. It didn't work out too well. He just ended up puking all of his beer all over the stairs and on Kitty's shoes. "Oh Ew like nasty"

"That's okay Katya I'll can carry you" Piotr did as he said and kind of fell asleep with Kitty on her bed! They were snuggling! It kind goes the same for every other couple. They just happened to be in each other's arms and then 'accidentally' end up falling asleep like that. Well hey doesn't every one want to go to sleep like that?

And there you have it!

Okay people, me and my sister have been debating, should have I just thrown Jean off a cliff in in the beginning of this and called it a night or should have let her be part the sleep over like I did?

Logan's drunkness is sponsored by Steel Cage Tavern. We have head to head steel cage matches daily but you get free beers if you win on Thursdays! Why not come by and get knee walking drunk today? Oh and we give free cart-wheel lessons!

We hope you toon in next episode cause you don't want to miss Xavier's, Storm's, Wolverine's and the Sheila's Pimped-out pimp names! Oh and we have an actual special made Pimp Room courtesy of Pimp My Wheel-Chair Inc. Which Xavier secretly got one. But you don't know that!

The Poll:

Scott:1

Remy: 9

Pietro:2

Piotr:2

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