Disclaimer: I do not own X-men, The Fantastic Four, or any related characters. Read, review, and enjoy! Lot's of Johnny/Rogue banter in this one.
To: KitKat
From: whitestripes
Subject: Are You Stupid Or Something?
Today was quite eventful. Someone actually stormed through the lines to get the cure, using their powers to try to harm those in line. One mutant was killed, twelve injured, seven of which were normal people. More people would have gotten hurt if the Fantastic Four hadn't shown up in time.
Johnny nearly tore off the guy's head that was doing the attacking. If I have to say anything, it's that Johnny Storm is much tougher than John Allerdyce. I wonder what it would be like to see the two guys in a fight together…
Anyway, so there I was standing in line (again) and this massive guy just comes barreling through, passed the guards and everything. That was our first hint that he was going to be dangerous. No one even was able to harm him. The first thing he did was send a bolt of, I don't know, pure, raw power into a group of mutants towards the front and they went flying into a wall.
He sent another bolt warping towards a few mutants in front of me and completely flattened them to the ground. I heard each of their bones crack. It was disgusting. After that, he actually set his sights on me and as I was preparing for the blow to come, the guy was knocked flat by some sort of force field.
And her comes The Invisible Woman in her blue Fantastic Four suit looking angry as hell. She wasn't exactly expecting the man to be able to send the bolts from the ground, apparently. He did, and she was knocked back at least ten yards. She hit the ground hard, to say the least.
Guess who came flying in next? Well, actually both The Thing and Flame Boy (or the Human Torch, if that's what you prefer) came barreling in. As it turns out, Ben Grimm isn't the most graceful of creatures and he was sent quickly into a wall. Good thing walls don't seem to hurt him very much.
Johnny, though, that was what was amazing. He just started moving like lightening. He 'flamed up' I guess you could say until he was completely surrounded in fire and just shot at this guy. The man didn't seem to see it coming and had no time to defend himself. Flame Boy was on him and just wailing on him. I have never seen so many punches dealt in my life.
Somehow, though, the guy managed to send one of those power bolts strait into Johnny's chest. Instead of flying towards walls or the ground or anything like that he was sent strait into one of the lamps above. Ouch.
So Sue and Ben were still recovering and Johnny was in a lot of pain. I guess that the rest of the mutants were either shocked by this or had never been in a fight because I was the first one to start moving. Quickly I threw off my gloves and ran at this guy, rolling when I anticipated one of his bolts.
Just as I got close, though, he sent out two bolts, one hitting me strait in the stomach. It didn't send me flying to the ground. No, instead I tore through the cement about two feet. Blood was gushing out of my legs and the mutant man was advancing.
I kept my eyes on his feet, trying to ignore the pain pulsing through my legs. Slowly I shut my eyes, anticipating the worse. But there was nothing. Instead, about ten feet away I heard a gigantic crash and looked up to see Flame Boy standing in front of me, completely lit with fire. The mutant was lying in the building, completely knocked out. By the scorch marks that marred the sidewalk, I guessed that Johnny sent a gigantic ball of flame into him and that it sent him flying.
Before I knew what was going on, he had lifted me and set me on the ground. We were waiting for an ambulance.
"Get my gloves," I told him.
He glared, but went and grabbed them anyway. The crowd of mutants was cheering at the display set out now. Well, that and trying to help the injured. The guy who ended up dying wasn't dead yet, you see. He died later at the hospital. They injected some sort of fluid into him that he was allergic to and apparently they couldn't undo it so he ended up dying. People are blaming it on the mutant, though. After all, if he hadn't attacked, then he wouldn't have died, right?
"Here," he through my gloves at me.
As I shoved them on, he started to examine my legs, "You feeling all right?"
He was looking at me as though he expected that I was going to break down crying that very second. I wanted to, but I wasn't about to give him the satisfaction.
"Perfectly fine." Unless you counted how badly my legs hurt.
Johnny shook his head and watched as a paramedic came up, "Good. Couldn't be losing Granny now, could we?"
"I've got a skin condition as a mutant, so be careful," I told the two men who loaded me onto a stretcher. They didn't particularly look happy about that, but they did their job anyway.
So, anyway, long story short, I'm confined to bed rest for the next three days. Or couch rest, whichever way you want to think about it. The only good thing that I can see coming of this is the fact that Johnny had been ordered by Sue to help me out. That means slavery, in my opinion. And oh what fun this slavery is. He has to get me food and movies and books…
Well, it's almost time to go. I've got a doctor's appointment and Flame Boy says he has things to do so hurry the hell up. Tell Bobby I love him and will see him soon.
P.S. About the Warren shrine in your closet? Yeah, John found it before he left. You are so creepy.
P.P.S. How did I end up staying with the Fantastic Four? Well, that's kind of a long story…
P.P.P.S. Storm and Wolverine? No freaking way. I think that you are a lying kitty cat. And Storm and McCoy? Nothing could be further from the truth. They have absolutely no chemistry! I need details here.
Johnny's yelling at me again. See ya.
To: whitestripes
From: KitKat
Subject: My Momma Always Said That Life Was Like A Box Of Chocolates.
Wait? What! I haven't heard anything about the attack on those getting the cure. They must like, be trying to keep it a big huge mystery from the people. But the people have a right to know!
Anyway. So, technically speaking, Johnny Storm saved your ass from a big bad mutant. How romantic. Bobby is going to be so jealous. He'll probably be all like, "Kitty, if I was with her, I could have saved her, not that horrible, mega hunk, girlfriend-stealing, fine example of a man. Get me a ticket to New York. I must get there and save her from the evil hotness that is Johnny Storm." You know how he is. He's got that big hero complex going on. Especially when it comes to you. Not that I'm jealous or anything. We'll leave that to Bobby.
You're on freaking bed rest? Then how are you going to escape from the city when the evil mutants come? This whole thing is messed up. Tell that sexy beast Johnny that he must sweep you out of the city, too. He seems to have a hero complex also.
I am officially not going to go out with Piotr. And it isn't because he asked Amara or anything. I just don't want to. I've got enough on my plate as it is. Classes just keep getting harder and harder. And even though the same material as last year is being taught, something just isn't the same. Since the Professor is gone… it's like everything has changed, y'know? And the thing that I absolutely hate is that it has. Because the Professor is gone, everything has changed.
Ororo misses him more than anyone. They were close and I think that it depresses her so much that he isn't there anymore. I think that that's how the whole her, Logan, McCoy thing started. There really aren't any details about the triangle yet, but I am working on it and will get back to you ASAP. I do believe that a bit of snooping is in order. I'll see you later. Got to go dust my shrine.
To: KitKat
From: whitestripes
Subject: And You Weren't Exactly The Best Tasting, Were You?
Johnny just read your entire email. He's happy that someone understands his godly hotness… or something along those lines.
To: whitestripes
From: KitKat
Subject: I Admit To My Idiocy
Oh. My. God.
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Rogue found herself grinning as she read through the last e-mail. A little lie never hurt anyone, did it? It just embarrassed them.
Currently both her and Johnny were stuck in traffic. She found that she hated traffic more and more. It really didn't help that she was stuck in a stupid freaking car with Johnny Storm, bad comeback extraordinaire.
"So how'd your hair get so white in the front? Did you dye it? Or is it naturally all… old looking?"
Of course he was smirking as he said this, making Rogue wish to pound him in the face. Not that she didn't want to pound him in the face all the time. Actually, it was kind of a constant thing. Johnny and punching in the face seemed to go together quite naturally. "Shut up."
"What," his mouth was spread into a completely innocent grin, "I was just asking. I mean, have you looked at it lately?"
"Johnny, how old are ya? Three?"
"No. Twenty-four. How about you? Seventy?"
Her face burned with anger. She willed the traffic to start moving forward. Instead it almost seemed to move the opposite way, "How in god's name did Ah end up with ya for this trip?"
"The others had things to do," he shrugged, looking away.
"And ya volunteered of ya'r own free will to take meh to see the doctor?"
Again he shrugged. Now he looked a bit uncomfortable.
"Ah don't believe ya."
"Hey," he said. He looked genuinely offended, "What's not to believe?"
"The beginning, middle, and end."
He rolled his eyes, "So when are you going home?"
"Way to change the subject."
"Shut up."
"Granny," he shot back. "Answer the question."
Rogue shrugged, "Ah'm not sure. Ah haven't actually decided anything about the cure yet. Once Ah figure that out, Ah guess Ah'll know."
One of Johnny's eyebrows were raised unbelievably high, "So the other day, you know, the one where you were nearly killed, you decided that you would just randomly stand in line to decided whether you wanted the cure or not."
"Hmm… yeah. That's about right."
"It's a damn good thing we showed up or else you probably would have been dead. And more than likely you would have died for nothing."
"Be quiet." She said, "Hey, where was Reid during that whole thing anyway?"
"He was at some convention and didn't know what was going on."
"Oh."
The silence was a nice change. It gave Rogue some time to think. Kitty may have been right on one thing. Johnny Storm was one of the best looking guys she had ever seen in her entire life. Not that she would admit it out loud. Except maybe to Bobby. She wanted him to be a slightly bit jealous.
Bobby… He was her boyfriend. Her first love. Her only. But at times it didn't feel as though things clicked. After everything they had been through together… it actually seemed to pull them more apart. They would end up breaking up soon. That was a sure thing. She only wondered when. And would Kitty go for the kill afterwards? The girl was in so much denial that it wasn't funny.
"Who've you been e-mailing all the time," Johnny asked. Drats. All that wonderful silence broken. He just had to ruin the nicest part of the trip so far.
"None of your business."
"Your boyfriend?"
"I really don't think that it's important to you."
Johnny grinned, "Oh, so it's your girlfriend."
Rogue sent him a look that would have made grown me cry, "How did ya know," she asked sarcastically.
"We men just know these things."
She snorted, "That's the first time Ah've heard that one."
Johnny grinned in return. "Seriously though. Who have you been e-mailing twenty times a day?"
"Mah friend Kitty," Rogue started to sit up, "We've been keeping in touch."
"So no boyfriend?"
Rogue raised one of her own eyebrows at him, "Why so curious, Flame Boy?"
He held up his hands defensively, "I'm not curious. Just… curious. And did you just call me Flame Boy? The name's the Human Torch."
The traffic was finally starting to clear and Johnny started to drive, inching his way along as he picked up speed. "In my mind you'll always be Flame Boy."
"No one who calls me Flame Boy is allowed to be in my wicked awesome car. Get out."
He was only half lying. It made Rogue giggle slightly.
"Sugar, I'm not into cars. I'm a motorcycle gal. The fact that you have the 2008 Mercedes-Benz SLR McLaren Roadster with a supercharged V8 engine doesn't even impress me. Not even the fact that you've got a car that's not even on the market yet impresses me."
OK. So maybe she was lying. It was only slightly a lot. It was a nice car.
"You are so lying right now. You've never been more impressed in your life. Come on, admit it."
She glared at him before falling into silence. The apartment building loomed closer, "By the way," she started as they drove up to the valet, "I do have a boyfriend. His name is Bobby."
To: KitKat
From: whitestripes
Subject: I Wasn't Talking About Idiocy, Hon
For some reason, Johnny refuses to talk to me. I have no idea why.
To: whitestripes
From: KitKat
Subject: Eww. That's Disgusting
Your boyfriend just kissed me. I think that he really misses you.