Hey! Wassup my readers? Just want to give a shout out to Dholefire for helping me with plot ideas, so most of this is what she suggested to me! I'm still open for ideas from anyone, as well as any character you want to see (OCs welcome too). BTW, I don't know who originally sang "Mad World", I've only heard it by Adam Lambert.

Chapter 9: Mad World

All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
And their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow

- "Mad World" by Adam Lambert

TWO HOURS LATER

Rogue slowly opened her eyes and blinked twice.

"R-Rogue?! You're up mien Schweitzer?"

"Kurt?"

"Ja, it's me."

Rogue smiled softly.

"I'm going to go get ze Professor!"

BAMF

"Remy heard dat y' was awake, chéri."

"W-Who are you?"

"Aw, y' wound me, chéri. Y' don' remember dat Remy saved y' from da witch?"

"Y-You're the one who saved meh?"

"'Course chéri, I always rescue de damsels in distress," Remy said with a crooked smirk.

"Ah ain't no damsel in distress!"

"Sure y' are, chéri."

"If y' knew what was good fawh ya, you'd shut up, Swamp Rat."

"Swamp Rat?"

"Ah'm assumin' you're from New Orleans, ain't that right?"

"Dat's correct, chéri."

"Then you're a Swamp Rat."

"Remy's gonna take dat as a form of endearment."

Rogue fumed. This guy just couldn't get it into his head that she was insulting him!

"Remy, huh? Why are you talkin' in the third person?"

"Remy don' know what y' talking about, chéri."

"Quit callin' meh that! Ah'm not you're 'chéri'!"

"I'm glad to see that you're awake, Rogue," Professor Xavier said as he wheeled in with Kurt, Logan, Hank, and John.

"G'Day Rougey! I missed ya!" John shrieked with a grin.

Rogue grinned back.

"Hi Johnny, I missed you too."

John grinned wider, if possible, and ran over to envelope Rogue in a giant hug.

The blonde grinned at her father.

"It's almost ready, father."

"That's good to hear."

"I won't let you down."

"I'm sure."

"Knock it off Rogue. We're not here to have a hug-fest."

"Ah-Ah'm sorry. I just… He's mah friend."

"Not for long Rogue," Mystique said.

"Ah'll try harder Mama. But if I don't be friends with him, they'll suspect something."

"I want you to get closer to that New Orleans boy. He could be useful."

"But Mama-"

"You will do as I say!"

Rogue looked at the 'ground'.

"Yes, Mama."

Charles Xavier studied Rogue carefully. His last visit into her mind had worried him, and he didn't understand how she could've gotten her psyches under control without help.

"Rogue, are you sure that you're alright."

"Yes, Professor. Ah'm fahne."

Professor Xavier eyed her warily, but accepted her answer and turned to wheel out of the room. There was this nagging feeling in the back of his mind that told him that something was wrong.

"You're going to get it, Remy LeBeau. Just you wait," the blonde murmured to herself before falling asleep.

(A/N: Here's the chappie. Once again, I thank Dholefire for her amazing plot idea. Anyone wanna guess who the blonde lady is?)