Getting A Told Off Talking To!

Morph quickly ran off to the school's Med Lab. He tried the doorknob, which was locked, and then knocked on the door to get an answer. "Beast, you in there?" There was no answer. So, using his powers; it was an emergency, after all, makes his composition all liquefied goo, and slid under the door crack and reverted back. "Henry, hey, are you in here, or not?" Sydney was concerned one of the girls had gotten to him, and maybe attacked the gentle giant pacifist, as he looked around for what he came in here for, as well as his friend. It was eerily quiet in here. Suddenly the silence was broken.

"Morph, oh, thank God it is just you, my friend. Do not go out there, not without some sort of protection."

"Oh, oui, listen to him, before you end up like me, or worse."

A second friend stepped out from the locked washroom door, specifically the showering room, as most hospitals have where you can have a sitting shower. Remy was wearing a tee-shirt, a white towel, and a bandaged head. Further to add what he was dressed in, or rather lack thereof, as Sydney had taken notice after a few minutes after hearing the explanation of why he was in that towel, and that his legs were a bit wet, and he smelled of bathing soap. "Gambit, what happened to you? Why are you in a towel, where are your pants? Or did you just step out of the shower when I came in?" Remy's poor head was all bandaged and had a visible red stain on the bandage from his bleeding head. Sydney knew Rogue had done that; Gambit was lucky to be alive, whatever it was he had done to deserve that, or not. "Did she rip your pants off or what?"

"Non, Gambit had un petite accident, a few of them, in his pants."

"Ohh, what did she do, scare the crap out of you this morning or what?"

"Try da other end. Gambit hardly even gotten dressed dis morning before she bellows at me and well…Remy had it coming," he looked ashamedly towards the floor.

Morph followed his gaze, and then just nodded, and even worded it, just right, as he asked, "So, what did you do, to piss, Rogue off?"

He only shook his head; he deserved that, "Left the da toilet seat up, again."

It was such a hot button topic from the start. He had heard that the Professor had decided on it, long ago, to make it a household rule, to keep the peace. Heck, even Henry here, put his two cents in, saying that for health reasons; the lid should also be put down, not just the seat. In fact, it was kind of made the standard, to put the lid down for all of them, not only the men but the ladies too, after using the bathroom toilets. The fact that he broke the rule, especially clearly, at night. Well, no wonder why she was angry with him, PMS anger or not. "You, idiot! Then you really did deserve that. Don't you have any manners at all? You got what was coming to you then. Count yourself lucky to still be alive."

"What, mon ami, Gambit thought you are on his side."

"Not this time, you had that coming to you; you have been warned countless times about that. And that was before what happened to me, it's been two years, and you still haven't learned to put the toilet seat down, yet," he tisks. "It's a rule here; still, I'll assume," Beast nodded at him, arms folded, he too was on the shapeshifter's side for this one. "You are lucky she didn't kill you, or worse, fell in. You would be a dead man if that happened. You're lucky I'm more forgiving, if I weren't, your dumb ass would have been grass a week or so ago. Especially if I knew for sure, it was you. Next time I'm kicking your ass out the X-Jet. You can thank God or your lucky stars or whatever you believe in, that you are still alive after that, considering Rogue, along with the other women, are menstruating."

"Gambit knows dat. But it was an accident, Gambit wakes up to nature calling in da night, and he forgot to put da seat back down again."

Rolling his brown eyes. Such a simple solution to the said problem. "Oh, don't BS me, I know that isn't true. Besides, if it is true, then suck it up, and be a man, for once in your life, when you use the toilet at night!"

"I do, I stand."

Morph took two steps towards him, and told him off, "Moron! Why don't you grow a set, and while you're at it, a brain along with it! Try using some common sense, if you have any, in that head of yours! Clearly, you don't, or you would have used it already!"

"What?"

"Sit your butt down at night, and then guess what, there would be no need to deal with this, in the morning. If you do 'forget.' Or are too tired to remember. Or just plainly don't have any respect for the ladies or others. You should be sitting to pee, at night, anyhow. Think about it. It's hard to see where you are aiming it most nights unless the moon is out or you got good might vision or Logan like eyesight. Heck, I'll bet even Logan sits at night, to pee, for crying out loud. Or at least remembers to put the seat back down after he's done."

"I just, put da light on to see better, Rogue got at me, once, for accidentally leaving a puddle of pipi on da floor one time, because I didn't see or look where I was aiming. Thankfully, it wasn't one of those bad days, but she made me clean da whole bathroom up as a punishment as she yells at me, how disgusting I can be. As for Logan, as you say, he can see in da dark." (Pipi: French word for, pee, or yes pee-pee, pronounced that way, pee-pee.)

"Well, in that case, I think you will find it's a whole lot easier on you to get back to sleep if you don't have to flick the light on, even a nightlight. To see where you are aiming it. Then you wouldn't have to worry about missing while trying to aim in the dark, while you're still half-asleep. And Heaven help you if you wake up from a romantic dream, and you are compromised."

"Oh, but I don't like ta sit to do pipi, it's so unmanly."

"Well, suck it up, and I, for one, can tell you, it's not unmanly, it's polite, not to mention, very comfortable, and more relaxing. Why don't you put yourself in Rogue's place for once? How would you like it, to step into a cold puddle of urine in your socks or worse bare feet? Or far worse, to wake up and need a pee only to walk tiredly to the bathroom and sit down, only to find no seat to sit on, and plunge into the frigid cold water below on your bear rear-end? Would you like it?" Morph had even emphasized the point by turning himself into Rogue for a bit while he chastised the ignorant Cajon, of what proper gentlemanly manners and behaviors should be - being taught that at a young age, namely during his potty training stage of life. So it came as second nature to him. So he was abhorred to find that not all men follow the rules it seemed, and so got justly angry with him for his crass stupidity. In fact, if it wasn't already obvious, he was the undisclosed guy who had taken the plunge in the toilet, no thanks to Gambit, a week or so ago. Now knowing it wasn't an accident, it was probably left up pretty much on purpose, though forgiving him, he was also not going to put up with it either or his BS, at all! If it did happen again, especially to him, he was going to personally kick the Cajon's ass, something fierce! He could get temperamental and angry, just like a PMSing woman!

"I would strangle myself, or she would; sigh, I am an idiot."

Glad to hear he got the message, returned to his normal shape. "Now you see it, Rogue's way. It's not nice. You use that bathroom, by Rogue's room, correct?"

Remy nods. "It da closest one to my room, and hers. She also says it okay to use it." He wanted to be as close to Rogue too as possible, as well as be able to come to her rescue or to help her when she needed it. Only this morning, of course, he wished he hadn't raced to her side to see what was wrong!

"Think about it, as you're pissing away, standing up. Do you think Rogue also likes listening to that, or do you think she would be less disturbed at night, by you, if you sat quietly to pee at night? It's just at night. It isn't going to kill you, or make you less of a man, to sit."

"But sometimes even in da day, I forget…" Sometimes it was because he was in a rush. A call to the War Room was usually a call for a mission and took a precautionary pee. He wanted to be all ready for action as soon as possible, and not worry about his bursting bladder in the middle of a fight. But for the most part, he didn't see the point or really give a care, especially if he was tired or in a rush, to put it down.

"Memory aid, as the French say. As well as repetition, it will help, with that, and then it will all come as second nature as washing your hands after you use the toilet. So leave a note for yourself stuck on the wall; 'put the seat down after you use it.' Believe me, if you do that, right now, and also go in, and apologize for being an arrogant pig, Rogue will smile. Now get at it, make amends, you were in the wrong, so go tell her that. Oh, and here," tossing him a hot water bottle, "stop by the kitchen on your way there, to fill that up. I'll be by later, to help you out further. Now go!" Gambit nodded and scrambled off.

"Um, was it you who…because of me?"

"Yeah, it was."

"Désolé."

"Apology accepted and pardoned. Next time, however, if it happens to me, regardless if I take the plunge or not." He had been cheerfully happy, but now he was vehemently angry, and just for show using his powers, used them shade his face slightly, just for added effect, just to make him look a little bit crazy, kind of like he was a year or so ago, as he angrily told him right off! "I will personally kick you where the sun doesn't shine, especially if I do fall in! You will then, know exactly, what it feels like to shapeshift if you know what I mean, when your dumb dick-head is now permanently stuck, in the opposite gender!" Henry just sputtered as Remy looked very horrified that the shapeshifter would make do on that warning, pretty much what Rogue had threatened him with! Taking off, looking quite terrified, and letting out a girlish shriek, had left Henry and Sydney laughing!