A/N: I know, its been how many months since the last update? But anyway, heres a short little chapter to tide you over while I write up the next few chapters.
So this is just a short Romy chapter, which might be a bit of a tease to some of you, but there'll be plenty of Jonda in chapters to come including drunken Acolytes and Monty Python.
3 - Splash
Two mutants sat very uncomfortably on the couch in the living room of Magneto's old base attempting to watch TV. Once again Wanda had found something about John that was punishable by throwing random objects at him, though this was luckily occurring on the floor above. The skunk headed mutant turned to the Cajun with a confused expression.
"So Wanda and John are sleeping together?" She asked with the same disgusted expression she'd made the time Kurt had shoved a strand of spaghetti up his nose in the hopes of pulling it out through his mouth, only to be rushed to the hospital and have doctors go up his nose with sharp instruments to retrieve the strand that was lodged so far up his nasal passage he'd passed out. (Think that's a run-on?)
Remy just nodded with the same disgusted look on his face but no words.
"But Ah thought they hated each other." Continued Rogue still completely bewildered.
"Don't bother Remy with the marvels of the universe. Ah have no idea how the Egyptians pulled off the pyramids, Ah had nothing to do with the crop circles, and John and Wanda are a mystery to meh. Now can yah please turn the volume on the TV up?"
"Those two have gotta have the roughest sex in the world." Said Rogue as she reached for the remote.
Remy winced. "Just got a really disgusting mental image."
"Is sex all yah think about, Swamprat?" Scolded Rogue.
"Non" Said Remy, matter-o-factly. "Dis morning Remy gave a lot of thought to how ink comes out of pens."
"Why did Ah agree t' this relationship again?" Rogue thought out loud after Remy's last comment.
"Cause Remy's adorable,"
"Adorable and Idiotic are two very different words. Ah suggest ya take a look at that dictionary Wanda was throwin' around the other day."
"Can't. John set it on fire this mornin', something about American English being a bastardization of the language."
"Has he ever heard himself talk?"
Remy just shrugged. "But are we really gonna sit around all day listening to Sid and Nancy kill each other?"
Rogue wiggled in her seat uncomfortably. "Ah dunno, what would we do?"
"What do yah mean 'what would we do', anything but sit around here."
"Well after yesterday Ah don't think that'ld be real safe." Said Rogue hesitantly.
"Yesterday? Yah mean running into Wolvie and moi getting to third base?"
Rogue rolled her eyes. "Yes to the first part."
"Well fine we'll go some place where we won't run into anybody," Said Remy just trying to get her off the couch, though he didn't over look the fact that it didn't seem like she wanted to be seen with him in public.
"Lihke where?" Asked Rogue.
Remy grabbed her gloved hand and yanked at it. "Come." He ordered before dragging her out of the house.
xXx
"Ah'm impressed, Cajun, thirty minutes and you've already gotten us lost in the middle of the woods." Commented Rogue as the two trudged through what, to Rogue, might as well have been the Amazon.
"We're not lost, and besides it's the arboretum not the woods." Muttered Remy and continued on his way with a firm grip on Rogue's hand. She'd been complaining since they left the house and he didn't feel like putting any effort into bickering with her, though he did find it kind of cute.
Remy dragged Rogue on for another ten minutes before they reached a wooden bridge that led across a small pond.
"Hey look, a sign of civilization," Said Rogue happily. Remy stopped to catch his breath for a moment while Rogue crept up to the bridge. She cautiously placed one foot on it.
"What are yah doing?" Remy asked observing her.
"Making sure it doesn't collapse on us." She said listening for and creaks.
The Cajun rolled his eyes and walked out to the middle of the bridge and sat down. Rogue hesitantly followed him and sat down beside him. Remy pulled out a cigarette and put it between his lips before having it yanked away.
"Don't smoke." Said Rogue snapping it in half and dropping it into the water.
"Why not?" Asked Remy.
"Oh Ah dunno," Started Rogue sarcastically. "the fact that it causes cancer, and more importantly makes you smell lihke an ashtray."
"Remy smells manly,"
"No yah smell lihke an ashtray mixed with gumbo and what ever the crap is that you put in yahr hair."
Remy nodded in agreement. "Manly"
Rogue rolled her eyes. "Whatever, Cajun."
"Aw, c'mon, Chere, yah know Remy's aroma gets yah horny." He said with a sly smirk before singing the chorus line of the Divinyls' "I Touch Myself".
Rogue shoved a gloved hand in his face putting an end to his performance. Remy snatched the hand and planted a chivalrous kiss on the back of her palm and made his way up her arm, thankful she'd worn her longer gloves. She wasn't as quick to pull away as he expected.
"Tryin' to reel meh in again?" Rogue asked still with an outstretched arm. Remy just looked up at her and winked. By now he was past her shoulder and breathing on her neck. He looked up into her eyes. Rogue was stiff, fully aware that if she made the slightest movement he'd be in a coma. Remy inched closer to Rogue till they were barely a centimeter apart. Rogue's lips parted. So did Remy's.
A loud creak emitted from the bridge. Their eyes darted from each other's and down but not before the entire structure went plummeting down beneath them.
Splash
xXx
Two fully clothed and soaking wet mutants were met with stares as the exited the arboretum. Rogue turned to Remy.
"Ah should get back, Logan thinks Ah'm at the library."
Remy smirked. "Do yah usually return from the library soaked?"
Rogue didn't respond but began ringing out her t-shirt. She looked up at Remy, who was watching her do this (mostly because in doing this she exposed her bare midriff). She smirked and put a hand over his mouth and kissed it.
"See yah later, Swamprat." She said before turning and walking away, leaving behind a trail of wet footprints.
xXx
Remy returned to the Acolyte hide out and passed the two psychopaths who were waging war in the living room.
"Ah need sex," He muttered as he made his way the stairs in search of his playboys.
xXx
Rogue collapsed on her bed after explaining to Logan that there had been a flash downpour as she was exiting the library.
"Ah need sex,"
xXx