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Rogue was woken up by Merci knocking on her door and entering with garments wrapped over her arm. She brought coffee with her which made Rogue smile as she remembered their conversation yesterday where she remembered she liked coffee. She thought it was sweet of Merci bringing her coffee after yesterday. It tasted just as good as she thought it would be and helped her get through all the messing about with clothes which Rogue decided she didn't like.
Half way through getting ready to go out shopping, Rogue sat cross legged on her bed, staring down at her coffee.
"Ah don't t'ink there's any point in us goin' shoppin' today. Remy said he's gonna take meh back t' see mah parents real soon. Ah don't know if that means today," Rogue said.
Merci just shrugged it off as if it was nothing.
"Y'll just have a new wardrobe t' take back wit' y'!" Merci beamed.
"Merci, I can't accept-"
"Now, don't y' start goin' there again!" Merci snapped, throwing the dress she had down on the bed and pointing her finger at Rogue. "Tante's already warned y' an' y' don't wanna get on dat woman's bad side, believe mon!" Softening her tone, Merci took a seat on the bed next to Rogue and reached out to grasp her covered shoulder. "We all knew y'd be leavin' us eventually. Whether it's today or tomorrow, don't matter! Let's go shoppin' an' have some fun. Y' deserve some!" Merci said.
Rogue snorted at that with a smirk on her face.
"Ah don't think shoppin's somethin' ah enjoy," Rogue admitted.
"Then we'll make it fun. Now hurry up an' chose somethin' already 'fore the boys wake up an' try stealin' y' away," Merci ordered.
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Remy had been poking his head in every room, wondering where Rogue had disappeared to. Along the way, he caught Jean-Luc coming out of a room and their eyes meet.
"Where is she?" Remy demanded to know, scowling at his father.
Jean-Luc's eyebrow raised.
"That be what I was about t' ask y'," he said, crossing his arms.
Remy read Jean-Luc's expressions and was sure he was telling the truth.
"If she ain't here, then where is she?" Remy demanded to know.
Jean-Luc made his way passed Remy. Remy followed. Jean-Luc burst into Henri's room, not finding him or Merci there. After that, Jean-Luc and Remy headed downstairs to the kitchen. There, they found Henri sat at the kitchen table with Tante.
"Where is she?" Jean-Luc demanded to know.
Henri looked up from above his newspaper at Jean-Luc and Remy. He seemed irritated by the two men.
"Whom?" he asked.
"Rogue! Where dat wentch of y's take her?" Jean-Luc snapped, slamming his fists down on the table in front of his son.
Henri didn't react to Jean-Luc's tantrum.
"Don't know who y' referin' t' by wench," Henri said.
Remy folded his arms and leaned against the doorway as Henri and Jean-Luc went around in circles. From Henri's snip replies, he knew his brother knew where Rogue and Merci were and if he wasn't worried, then he had no reason to be. But he was curious.
"Don't play games with me boy!" Jean-Luc said.
"That's enough! Both of y'!" Tante snapped, having heard enough bickering for one morning. "All y' bickerin' is ruinin' mon cookin' an' given moi un mal de tête! Get now !" Tante said, picking up a dish cloth and hitting them all away and out.
All three men left Tante be, gathering in the corridor.
"Well, where are they?" Jean-Luc continued to question his son as he tried walking off.
Henri sighed, finally having enough of his father bothering him so early in the morning.
"They fine. They be together. They'll return when they wanna come back, at least, if y' quit tryna push em out," Henri said before walking away.
Jean-Luc was still up in a huff and although being slightly bothered himself by not knowing where Rogue was, Remy was amused by Jean-Luc's irritation.
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French Translations
Moi un mal de tête - Giving me a headache