Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men:Evolution or it's characters. Just my OC, Molly Callum/Creature and any original characters/background characters that may pop up from time to time.

Remy:

On the way back, Remy looked around the stores, half hoping that another dress store would have something. He spat out his soda, spraying fizz everywhere when he saw it. Just there in the window of some store. Beautiful, exquisite, not to low cut, not too short, not black, green or pink, not backless, not sleeveless and _it was on sale_.

Remy ran back to where Molly was.
"Where's the fi-YAAAHHH!" Molly yelped as Remy unsanctimonious-ly picked her up and flung her over his shoulder, fireman style. Mall patrons stared at the two of them, stopping in their tracks and sharing looks of either concern or simply looking wierd-ed out. Remy raced back to the shop window. He set Molly back down promptly. "That. That's the perfect dress," He pointed.

Molly temporarily forgot about being man-handled and just stared, a slow grin appearing on her face, her eyes sparkling.
She reached out and touched the window. "Remy, it's beautiful. It has to be one of the most beautiful dresses I've ever seen," Molly just kept staring at it. It was exquisite. Gorgeous. Attractive, but not overly sexy. Remy had found it, just for her.

"And it's on sale," Remy beamed.

Just then, two mall cops approached them. "Miss, is this man bothering you?" One big, scary looking dark haired officer said.
"Oh...no. No. He's my boyfriend," Molly said, "Uh, he just got a little overenthusiastic about this dress.
Sorry. We've been looking all day and we finally found the right dress."

"Is that so?" The other cop, a blonde, just as intimidating, said.

"Yes sir," Molly tried to remain polite, "I'm very sorry for all the, uh, commotion, but we're kind of in a hurry."

The cops let Remy off with a warning, then the couple went in to the store. They all but ran to the counter to inquire about the dress. The sales lady went and got one in the correct size and Molly went to go try it on.

She came out with a smile, "Uh, just imagine my hair looking, you know, better." Most days her curly mop was in a state of disarray and for special occasions needed to be straightened with a flat iron. The dress fit to a T. It was an aqua blue color with a mermaid tail skirt, to the knee in the front while frilly and flowing at the back. The sleeves were short and tight. The front was a square collar with a little 'v' shape in the middle, so it would probably show the minimum amount of chest area. There was a cinched in waist, so it was probably going to fit a little tight, but show off Molly's shape. (Hopefully it would be comfortable.) There was heavy glitter in pistachio, aqua and white all over the dress, so it sparkled underneath the store lights. It showed off her body and her legs without leaving Molly feeling exposed. The back felt girly and elegant, while the front made her feel attractive, regal, and a little like a bombshell. Like an old-time movie starlet or like she should be posing for photos on a red carpet somewhere. Or even just driving around in an expensive car with Remy to the beach. At least shaved her legs recently, it made the dress look that much better.

"You look beautiful, Molly. That really is the perfect dress," Remy was beaming again. Not exactly blinking either.
After Remy composed himself, they bought the dress then they went to rejoin the others. "Should we look at shoes now or wait?" Kitty said.

"Everyone's tired, but we should get this done," Scott said, now in a better mood, "We'll take a break for lunch then go look at shoes."

Shoes, obviously, weren't as hard to find as dresses and suits. When they were done, the group went home and (figuratively) collapsed. Shopping was fun, but exhausting.

"I'll catch up with you later, okay?" Remy said to Molly as she headed upstairs.
"Okay," Molly smiled, getting that giddy-happy-in-love look.

Remy went into the kitchen. Thankfully, he'd guessed right and Charles was there. "Uh, hi," Remy announced.

"Hello Remy. Did you enjoy your shopping trip?" Charles said.

"Yeah. Um, yeah, it was great. Listen, I wanted to ask for my check early. Is that okay?" Remy wondered.

"That's perfectly fine," Charles was happy to oblige. He took out his checkbook from his pocket and wrote out the check right there.

"Thanks," Remy smiled. He went up to his room and didn't come out for about an hour. When he did, Molly seemed to ram herself into him for a hug. "I found the perfect purse to go with my dress," She seemed thrilled, "I got it online. It should be here in a couple days.-You okay?" Molly couldn't seem to help but noticed he looked a bit distressed.

"I'm okay," Remy ran his fingers through her hair, "I...I just have a lot on my mind."

"Like...?" Molly questioned.

"You know, stuff," Remy suddenly kissed her. It wasn't a peck or something so innocent. It was filled with warmth and caring. Filled with love. "I'm gonna go take a drive. Clear my head. Is that okay with you?" He asked.

"I'm sure I'll manage on my own," Molly smirked. Remy left Molly standing there. She was a little worried, but it to her it didn't sound too serious. Sometimes he could just be weird and he had his own small problems like everyone else. Perhaps he was worried about going to the wedding, but it seemed silly. Molly shrugged it off and went to go see what Kurt and Kitty were up to.