Title: Who Knew?
Author: Ace-of-Cyberspace13
Summary: Things nobody knew about the X-Men.
Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men: Evolution. I also don't own Juicy Fruit Gum. I do own Drew, Jesse, Darrel, Mary Ellen, Matt, and Marcus. Wow! I must really like the letter 'm'!
Thanks to: Wolverine15120, Rogueslove22, Cloudy-TheNightMareQueen, and It Ain't Just A River In Egypt
Rogue walked into the rec. room of the Xavier Institute, which was surprisingly empty. The only ones in there were the New Mutants and a guy she'd never seen before. He had brown hair and eyes and he was wearing a dark blue t-shirt and jeans. He was sitting in the middle of the room on the floor talking to Bobby. "Who's he?" she said loudly.
Bobby turned to her. "This is Drew. He's a friend of mine from my old school. You wouldn't know anything about that."
There were whispers of 'Ooooh!' and 'He did not just go there!'. "And what, exactly, is that supposed to mean, Drake?"
Bobby immediately realized his mistake, but it was too late to back down. Beside him, Drew whispered "Dude, you aren't actually afraid of this girl, are you?" He saw Bobby's face. "Dude, you are!"
Bobby looked at Rogue challengingly. "I just meant that it's pretty much common knowledge that you didn't have any friends* before you came here."
"Oh? Is that so? And when did I say that I didn't have friends?"
"It's obvious." Bobby said flatly. Rogue took out her cell phone. "What are you doing?"
"Calling my friends," she replied. Rogue dialed a number and, when whoever was on the other end picked up, she said in a sweet voice that could make anyone do what she wanted, "Hey, Jesse?... Yes, it's me. Who else would it be?... I need your help… One of the boys here at Xavier's is bein' mean to me… Could you come up here? Pwease," her she added extra pouty-ness "Thank you… Okay, I'll see you this weekend… I love you, too**… Bye-bye." She looked at Bobby. "They'll be here on Saturday."
"Wait. You mean they're actually coming? Real people?"
"Yes, 'real people'!" And with that she stormed off.
Saturday, 12:37pm
Logan stood looking at the… unusual group before him. There were two girls and three guys. The first girl was smacking on juicy fruit gum and had shoulder-length brown hair, which was tied back in a pink bandana. She had sparkling blue eyes, and she was wearing a white t-shirt, showing off a Talladega tan, blue jeans, and she had red clay sticking to her Timberland boots***. She was kinda scary. The second girl had long blonde hair in a braid over her shoulder, with a black headband. Her clothing consisted of nothing but black and red. A black half-jacket (y'know, those ones that are only, like, the top half of the jacket. I like those.) over a red tank top, black jeans, and red sneakers. She was built like a dancer. The brunette was holding the arm of a very large African-American man, who was bald and wearing a gray polo shirt and jeans. The other two guys both had brown hair. The one on the right looked like he spent several hours on his appearance; his brown hair was combed back perfectly, not a hair out of place. He had blue eyes and was wearing a blue button-up shirt, a black vest and jeans. The one on the left had messier, slightly longer hair and brown eyes. He had glasses and was wearing a regular, dark blue t-shirt and jeans. Finally, the brunette girl spoke. "We're here to see Rogue," she said.
"Rogue!" Logan called.
A call of "What do you want!" was heard from somewhere above.
"Your friends are here!"
"I'm comin'!" She ran down the stairs and through the foyer, crashing into the brown-haired boy on the left at top speed. "You came!"
"Of course!" was the general answer.
She introduced them. "Logan, these are my friends from back in Mississippi. Darrel," the brunette girl, "Mary Ellen," the blonde girl, "Jesse," the brown-haired boy she'd crashed into, "and Matt," the brown-haired boy with glasses. She looked at the guy next to Darrel. "Is this your new boyfriend, Darrel?" she asked. Darrel nodded.
"This is Marcus."
Rogue waved to him and then shouted. "Oh, Drake!" she sang.
Bobby came out of the kitchen. "Are these your 'friends'?" She nodded.
"What?" Rogue asked.
"Nothing. I just expected them to be more, I don't know… Manson-y."
"Manson-y?"
"Yeah, y'know, Marilyn Manson, Charlie Manson…"
"So, you expected them to be freaks."
"Yeah, pretty much."
Rogue nodded. She showed her friends to the guest rooms and they had a weekend of catch-up fun. Sadly, Sunday night, they had to go home. Before they left, she asked them, "How did y'all get the money to come up here in the first place?"
Matt answered. "My grandpa. He gave me enough for airfare, plus an extra $300 and told us 'Have fun in New Zealand and don't get eaten by Canadians'."
The group laughed and nobody ever questioned Rogue again.
End
*It was at this point when I was dragged from the computer by my 2 year old brother while I was on a roll. He made me get under the bed and get one of his toys. Did I mention I'm claustrophobic?
**Jesse and Rogue are just friends. I tell my friends I love them all the time.
***147 points to anyone who can tell me where I got the description of Darrel from. Hint: It's a song.
Okay, people. I need your help with two things. One: Which character should I do next? And two: Should I do a chapter story with Rogue and her friends?
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