Disclaimer: I own nothing in this chapter but the idea and Marc Maseon.
A.p.R. - Too the fans of this story…I am so sorry. I have earned the badge of shame from one anonymous reviewer. Why-oh-why?! I made Remy speak in dialect not used in the EVO universe…I've ruined the whole story with that! Forgive me! I shall wear that had badge and I shall travel with that for the rest of my life............SARCASM!
--------------------------------She walked into my office like a centipede with 98 missing legs--------------------------------
Kitty groaned in disgust. "Marc, why didn't you tell me about this?!"
"I swear, I never thought you'd find out." Marc defended.
"And that makes it better? But off all things to lie about…you'd do that behind my back?!" shouted Kitty.
"I told you, I'm sorry!" Marc said, now getting aggravated with her.
"That doesn't matter, not after you…after what you did." she barked, turning away from her, and crossing her arms over her chest.
Marc rolled his eyes and held his hands up. "I didn't do anything wrong, so I don't see how I'm the bad guy here!"
She glared at him out of the corner of her eye. "Well you are, I mean, how could you not even think to tell me and just ignore it...you had to figure that I'd figure it out someday!"
"Yeah and how exactly did you figure it out?" he said, accusingly glaring at the so-called friend next to him.
Bobby pointed at himself, surprised by this accusation. "Who? Me?"
Marc glared. "Yes you!"
"Couldn't be!"
"Then who…?" Marc snapped.
"What is up with you guys?" asked Roberto, walking into the living room. "Me and Ray do it all the time."
Kitty's eyes widened. "REALLY?"
"Yep…" he said, sitting down on the couch.
Rahne shook her head. "Aye, I think you're all overreacting a bit…all he did was go get some burgers with Sam and me…"
"Yeah, you're probably right…" Marc said, calming down quickly.
Kitty sighed, dropping her arms to her sides. "I guess so…" she semi-whined.
Marc walked over to Kitty, putting her hands in his, and smiled at her. "Kitty, I know how much you hate people eating meat…but I'm not a vegetarian…"
Kitty sighed. "Well you could at least try to, like, try."
"Kit, I recall you making me eat tofu and salads for a week." he said, a wry smile on his face.
"And I remembering you eating bacon on, like, the very first day…" she retorted.
Bobby laughed. "Well it's a lot better then that fake bacon that you eat."
Tabitha sauntered into the room. "Okay, all this yelling is making me hungry…"
"Wow, usually it has the opposite effect on you," Ray commented, doing his best to stay out of the other argument by hiding behind a news paper, "it usually makes ya wanna blow things up."
Jubes said, overhearing the conversation. "Dude, that is so not the opposite of that."
Ray mock-mimicked her.
Tabby reemerged from the fridge with all the necessary to make a Hawkwich. 'What's a Hawkwich?' you may ask, well a Hawkwich is a delicious snack for all!
She heated two blueberry Eggo Waffles.
"Umm, Tabby…what are you making?" Marc asked, a brow raised.
She stuck her tongue to the side of her mouth as she solely devoted her attention to opening the damn peanut butter jar. With all her might, she twisted the lid; it flew off and hit Scott, who was walking into the kitchen.
Scott, taken by surprise, fell to the ground as the microwave beeped. "Waffles are ready…" he said from the ground, slowly getting up.
"Sorry, Captain…just too hungry to talk." she said, digging into the peanut butter with a spoon then dumped the slab of it on one of the waffles.
Scott shook his head. "Well, next time could you be a little more careful when you're…opening jars?" he said, walking out of the room.
She ignored him and smushed the other waffle onto it. "I present to you…a Hawkwich!" she said and immediately commenced the devouring of the snack.
"Hey guys…you wanna watch a scary movie?" drawled Rogue, holding up a DVD rental box.
"I don't like scary movies." Marc stated, shaking his head.
"Why?"
"I don't like seeing people killed…even if it's fake."
"You don't have to watch it," told Kitty, "but you and me can just take the XBOX into the living room and-"
"Horror movie it is!" he said, quickly and walked off just as quick.
With the help of no one, Rogue transformed the rec-room into a dark, dreary, room full of mutants and pure horror. It's amazing what a few left over fake spider webs from Halloween and a few black sheets over the windows could do. There were some cinnamon candles to boot...okay, cinnamon was not quite the scent of fear, but it was close.
"So what are we watching anyways?" Marc asked as he sat in the back of the room with Kitty sitting, snuggly, on his lap.
"We are going to watch…" Robert picked up the DVD case and looked at the side. "Oh, I love this movie!" he cheered and snuck back over to Amara and sat, putting his arm around her.
"Well…what is it?"
Rogue smile. "It's called, 'I Know What You Did When You Thought No One Was Look But I In Actuality Was'…it's a classic."
"Wow, that title just-- rolls off the tongue." said Marc, a sardonically smile on his face.
She then turned the player on and placed the disc in; after the previews, the movie started.
Bobby put faked a yawn and put his arms around Ray and Sam. "Bobby!" the two yelled in unison.
"Fine, fine…I was only kidding," he whispered and they both smacked him in the arm. "Ow…" he whined and they all went back to watching the movie.
On the screen: a young woman and her boyfriend are walking to her car as eerie music plays, she trips and falls. She turns and looks around, hearing a sound.
"Marc, you're getting a bit squeezy." Kitty whispered to her boyfriend, sitting across his lap. "I need to breath, ya know?"
"Sorry." he said and blushed, he was a little scared right now. He released his grip.
She smiled. "I wouldn't mind save for the fact that my lungs need that pesky oxygen stuff."
The man helped the woman in the movie up and looked around once more only to see dreary nothingness. She waked up to her BMW and opened the car door and they enter, turning on the ignition and pulling out of the parking lot.
Tabby and Ray were poking fun at the film as they whispered back and forth.
"I bet five bucks, that chick is gonna die first?" Ray offered.
Tabby shook her head. "Hell no, I bet that dude's Spidey-sense will start tingling soon." she said with a slight laugh.
"By the looks of that chick, he'll be having a tingling sensation in his-"
"SHH!" Evan hushed. Tabby made a face at him and 'accidentally' tossed a little boom-ball into his bowl of popcorn. Needless to say, the popcorn flew.
"Tabby!" Everyone scolded.
"Shh," she replied, "I'm tryin' to watch the movie." She tilted her head at Ray. "Geez, some people just don't have manners."
They drove along a dark and foggy highway, unknowing that a man was yards in front of them. Closer and closer they came to the man in the middle of the highway still not taking notice of his presence.
Marc and Jamie closed their eyes, thinking the worst.
The car came within feet of the man and…
Jamie and Marc gasped in unison.
The man was on the other side of the high way; he was in no real danger at all.
They sighed in relief at this. Kitty tried to keep from laughing at the two. She leaned back against his chest, rested her neck on his shoulder, and nibbled at his ear to see the reaction she would get.
Marc smiled, his eyes wide, and basked in the sensation until she pulled away. "What was that for?" he asked, quietly, still smiling.
"Oh nothing." she replied, resting her back against his chest.
"That not nothing that was indefinitely something, Kit-Kat." he said, smiling.
She shifted her weight a little to the side and placed her hand on his. "I just wanted to see what you'd do."
He gently moved her hair to the right, revealing her neck. "Well was it what you expected?" he said, placing gentle kisses on her neck.
Kitty started to giggle. Rogue became annoyed by this quite quickly, slid a glove off her pale hand, and gave Marc a little tap on the hand with her pinky.
"Gah! Ouch…what was that for?" Marc demanded, shaking his around.
"Save the hanky-panky for later." she ordered, her brow furrowed.
Kitty slid off Marc's lap and sat to the right of him, Jamie was on his left.
Jubes was ready to go on her normal shopping routine at Bayville Mall but this time it looked like she was going to alone for once. Everyone worth asking was watching the movie.
She even asked Rahne, but that girl has know fashion sense. And she thought that dogs were supposed to have good senses. Plus Rahne always chews all of her sweaters up in her sleep. Rahne said that the bunny on the sweater was just taunting her but Jubes thought differently.
She spotted Ororo, who was skinning potatoes over the sink, and made a beeline for her. "Hey,-Ororo-will-you-go-to-the-mall-with-me?"
The weather witch did not look up from her work as she came upon a particularly tough potato. "No dear, ask Logan."
Jubes nodded and walked into the next room. Logan was eating Coco Puffs as the young firecracker walked up to him. "Professor says that you have to take me to the mall."
Logan grunted as he mumbled. "Chuck, you gotta learn…I ain't a Chauffeur."
"I heard that, and of course you aren't…you're not yet certified and you haven't got your diploma from Chauffeur College…now be a good boy and go put on your cap and suit and lets hit the road." she said, leaving the room and headed to the garage.
Logan sighed, he couldn't argue with that illogical logic.
A couple was walking up the high school girls dressing room to have some "alone time." Yeah, that's what we'll call it. However, little did they know, where was a menacing figure lurking behind them, matching them step for step.
Marc wanted to scream at the couple to run but he was too afraid of what Rogue would do to him. So he just clenched his fists on the couch; Jamie was doing the same.
The silhouette behind them drew a large knife from his belt and stalked the couple. Within inches of the man, he raised the blade and-
Scott opened the door suddenly and everyone screamed out in fright. Marc and Jamie were clinging to each other in a tight embrace, their hearts pounding in terror.
Scott raised a brow at this sight. "Um…" he said and paused then left the room after a few moments. He poked his head back in, cautiously. "I…um-" he added but as cut off by several pillows being hurled at him.
He looked at Jean, who was standing outside the door with him.
"Did you tell them that we get to go to the annual carnival when it's here next weekend?" she asked.
Shades looked down at his shoes. "No…"
"Why?"
"I'd...rather not say." he said, shaking his head.
She sighed and, through telepathy, contacted them with the info.
"Now really, Scott," She looked at him and raised a brow, "was that so hard?"
"They threw pillows at me." he complained, trying to one up her.
Jean rolled her eyes and just walked away.
"Well they did…" he protested.
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