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I don't own X-Men sadly, but I own the cute little Chrissy, Mr. Ross and the evil Damien.
Memo to self: When working for and/or with a sexy man, always ask what time you have to meet for a job in the morning. That way he won't come to the place where you're staying at, at six in the morning; see your hair messy, you wearing a spaghetti strap shirt (that is a size or two too small for your boobs) and your shorts that are more like boxer shorts. Because if you don't, said sexy man will not shut up and look at your face all day; or at least until you slap his large head. The one on his shoulders preferably, but either or is fine. Though depending on how hard you hit the latter one, he might like it.
So for the last hour and a half Anna has done nothing but watch these over grown apes pick up and move the crates off some ship. Why did she have to be here again? Oh yeah, to make sure LeBeau enterprise doesn't get ripped off. But couldn't she come in at let's say, noon or at least eleven, because it's Sunday. Her day off.
"So cherie, s' de shipments comin' alrigh'?" asks Remy as he drinks his steaming cup of coffee. While Anna's back is to him, Remy admires her long legs and wishes she wore shorts instead of pants this morning. But his frown changes once he brings his sight up a bit and his smile increases as he remembers her shocked expression when he went to John's to pick her up, since he 'accidentally' forgot to tell her what time she has to be here.
"Yeah, everytahng is fah…Wehre teh hell did ya get taht and why didn' ya'll get meh one?" growled Anna dangerously as see eyes the cup of Joe in Remy's hand.
"Wut? Y' mean y' like coffee cherie?" Remy figured with the look on her face, she does. "Desole cherie, Remy didn' know." Anna shrugs her shoulders as she remembers the talk of favorite drinks and foods didn't pop up in their little conversation yesterday, just her pathetic 'marriage' to Damien.
"Yeah wahtevah, just gimme." Anna snaches the black coffee from Remy's clutches and smells the steaming drink.
"Cherie, dere's not'ing…" Anna takes a gulp and smiles contently as she takes another. Not caring that the drink isn't her's or that it's really hot. "Y' like y''er coffee black cherie?" asks Remy as he mentally stores that little info away when she smiles dreamily and walks away. "Guess Remy shoulda listened t' Henri when he said de femme likes 'er coffee black, oh well she woulda though' t' weird if Remy knew."
Even if the Swamp Rat does call her darling all the time and it gets really annoying, he still has good taste in drinks. Well at least in coffee.
Being as bored as Anna is and now out of coffee she decides to find Henri, maybe she can go now or at least get more coffee. After walking around a bit Anna locates the older LeBeau brother talking to a ship captain. Once their conversation ended Anna hurried to Henri, but when he turned to her in looked…shocked to see her. Why?
"Anna, wut are y' doin' 'ere? It's y'er day off, non?" Anna nods her head to Henri's question, both of them wearing shocked faces as they stare at one another.
"Remy told meh yestahday taht Ah had ta be here, why? Ah wasn't suppose ta?" Henri's eyes widen as he looks everywhere but at a glaring Anna. With her hands on her hips and quite a few inches shorter than Henri. Anna stands just mere inches from him as she looks straight at his face, trying to get him to look at her. "Henri." He still doesn't respond. "Henri LeBeau, did ya little brothah lie ta meh?" And with out waiting for an answer Anna storms off, probably looking for Remy.
"Poor p'tite, oh well dis was his idea." Laughs Henri as he heads home.
Probably figuring the no good Swamprat wants to leave, Anna heads to his car. She must be psychic, because there leaning against a motorcycle is Remy. Wait motorcycle?
"Remy, who's is taht?" Remy looks up at Anna as she drools over his 'baby'. At least this time he listened to Henri and had him ride it over while Remy drives Mercy's blue mustang.
"Remy's, y' like cherie?" Anna's head snaps up as her eyes widen, but before she says anything she closes her eyes and takes a deep breath.
"Yes, Ah'm a big fan of motorcycles, especially black Harleys. Ah always planned on getting' one, but ya know tahngs happened and Ah didn't." Anna lays her hand on the back of the machine and slowly rubs it, feeling how smooth and clean it is. "Who brought it? Ya drove a mustang." Remy hands Anna a plain black helmet as he gets comfortable on his bike.
"Remy left 't at Henri's yesterday so he could take Demon to de vet, 'member?" Anna, with the helmet safely on her head, gets on behind Remy and puts her hands on the rest of the seat behind her; as so not to have to wrap them around Remy's torso. Remy starts his bike and within seconds they speed off and onto the streets.
"Why aren't ya wearin' a helmet too?" called Anna over the wind as it hits against her face.
"Only gots one, why cherie? Do y' actually care 'bout dis old Cajun?" called Remy back as a smirk plays on his handsome face.
"Of course not, just wondahing waht ta tell teh cops wehn tehey're cleanin' y'er body off teh road aftah ya crash." Remy sighs as he shakes his head
"Cherie, Remy is a bon driver." As he laughs, Remy passes in and out of the lanes. Unknown to Remy Anna rolls her eyes as she looks at all the stores and restaurants they pass.
Finally Anna's near death experience is over as Remy slows down and comes to a complete stop by some little diner called 'Bob's diner'. After looking at the diner and wondering why they're here, Anna turns back to Remy. When did she get this close to him and why are her arms wrapped around his lean muscular torso? Anna pulls away as if she's been burned and starts to remove the helmet Remy gave her.
"Y' know cherie, y' can keep holdin' Remy. He don' mind." Anna ignores Remy and his stupid lopsided smirk as she lays the helmet on the bike. Not knowing what else to do, Anna looks around and at the people that pass by them.
Not liking the silence Remy decides to put his plan into action. "Are y' mad at Remy for tellin' y' t' come t' work t'day?" Remembering why she was looking for him in the first place, Anna turns to him with a deadly glare. How could she forget he lied to her?
"Ya lied ta meh!" Anna hisses as loudly as she can, but quiet enough so no one will pay them any attention. Even as she glares at him he remains calm and collected.
"Non…" Interjected Remy, but before he can say another word Anna cuts him off.
"Oui, ya did Remy. Henri was shocked as hell wehn he saw meh." Anna's now clutching her hands into fists at her sides as she tries to stay calm.
"Remy told y' a fib, mais how 'bout he make it up t' y'? Maybe some breakfast?" Remy nods his head towards 'Bob's diner' as Anna looks at him with an eye brow raised, but in the end she sighs and goes with him.
Once inside, Anna wonders why Remy would come to a place like this. It's not like it's a bad place, it's just not what she would expect him eating at. Anna notices Remy walking to a small table with two chairs and decides to follow him. Surprising her, Remy pulls out a chair for her and not knowing what to do; especially since he lied, no fibbed to her.
"Tahnks sugah." Mumbles Anna as she sits down in the chair while Remy takes the one across from her. "So why did we come here?"
"Did y' forget already cherie? Remy s' tryin' t' " Anna waves her hand in front of her as to make him stop.
"Tahts not waht Ah meant Swamp Rat. Ah meant why did we come here before ya decided ta make tihs up ta meh?" Before Remy can answer her, their waitress comes and to Anna's…annoyance? Not only is the blonde barely wearing anything, but she's drooling all over Remy, as if she's not even here. Her name tag reads 'Tabitha' sounds like the witch from some old witch show.
"What would you two like to order?" asked Tabitha as she eyes Remy hungrily
"Remy'll 'ave coffee." Answered Remy as he winks at the waitress
"How would you like it?" she asked sweetly in between giggles
"Black." He answers simply
"Cool and what about you?" Tabitha doesn't even turn to Anna, but keeps her focus on Remy.
"Ah'll have teh same."
"Sure." Nods the blonde as she walks away, but as she does, she makes sure to swing her hips a bit.
"Bitch." Mumbled Anna under her breath as she lays her head on her arms. It's not like she's jealous, she's just...upset. Yeah upset, that waitress didn't even look at her when she told her what she wanted.
After deciding to let Anna cold off, Remy checks out this place. Hopefully Anna doesn't think he always comes here, because truthfully this is his first time ever stepping foot in this place.
Finally the waitress comes back, but with only one cup of coffee. Anna bites her lip and laughs to her self. She really is psychic. But right before she's about to tell off this bimbo Remy beats her to it. Well sorta.
"Pardon moi Tabitha, but Ah believe we ordered two coffees." Now Remy's voice change didn't go unnoticed by Anna, but the blonde didn't get the memo as she just smiles at him. Anna lets out an annoyed breath as she rolls her eyes.
"Listen blondie, Ah ordahed a cup of coffee too. But Ah guess ya'll didn't get taht since ya were too busy drooling ovah mah...teh Swamp Rat." The waitress turns red and looks at all the customers looking at her.
"I'm sorry, I'll go get it right now." Anna smirks as the bimbo runs away.
"So cherie, y' gave Remy a pet name? Original and kinky, Remy likes it mon river rat." It's amazing how beautiful someone can look when their embarrassed or maybe it's just her? Either way, Remy's plan is working and Anna's getting feelings for him. Maybe if things go right he can tell her they have met and see if Chrissy really is Damien's.
How is it everyone? I swear I had so much fun writing the beginning, but the end. Didn't plan on that but I like where it's headed. Hopefully ya'll will too.
So please everyone, I really want to know do ya hate it? Love it? Or should I change the end of this chapter and keep to my original plan?