A day or so after my little spat with Lucius, Tony was sitting in his office, reading the newspaper. He was wearing his usual suit and tie, except the suit he had donned was the Dolce I had sent him.

"Mr. Stark?" A female voice called out from the intercom.

"Yes, Judy?"

"There's a young lady here to see you."

"Send her in."

"Are you sure, Mr. Stark? She looks like a hoodlum." Judy whispered the last part.

Tony chuckled. "Yeah, send her in." He heard the door open and close, but he didn't look up from the newspaper. Even when he heard something fall onto his desk, he still didn't look at the girl.

"Do you always walk like that?" He asked calmly, a smile creeping on his face.

"Like what?"

He set the paper down and full on smiled at me. "Like you're a ballerina."

I kept my face stoic. "Yes, I always walk like that, even in metal boots." He took a quick look at me in my League of Shadows get-up with Gambit's boots.

"Now that's impressive." Tony's smile began to fade when he noticed that I was not smiling with him. "No pleasantries today?"

I shook my head slightly. "It's done. I thought you might want to see."

"I would, thank you." He pushed the paper aside and picked up the bracelet. He examined it thoroughly, from the tip to tip of the curved arc. "Where's the Cutonium?"

"You're looking at it." He raised an eyebrow and I answered his unasked question. "I added the liquid Cutonium to the alloy. I just poured it in while the metal was also a liquid, stirred it up, and came out with that."

"Are you sure it's safe?" He gently set the bracelet back down on the desk. I was silent for a moment. "Andi," Tony started to worry. "Is it safe?"

I took a deep breath, still showing no emotion. "I don't know. I'm not a mutant, I can't test it."

"Well, you should-"

"I'm not taking advice anymore." I declared, which completely threw him off guard.

"What?"

"I have decided that I am no longer going to be taking any advice or discussions about anything I happen to be doing."

"And why have you decided this?"

I swallowed a large lump of nervousness. "Because every time I ask for someone else's advice I am only hurting myself. From here on, I am going to figure things out by myself, and I will learn from my mistakes and therefore become better."

"Okay," Tony started off. "What are you going to do now?"

"I am going to show Nicholas that I can do things by myself, and then I am going home. Good day, Tony." I picked up bracelet and began walking out.

"Bye, Andi." He winced when the door shut. Not a second later, he picked up his phone and typed in Bruce's number.

"Wayne." He heard on the other end of the receiver after three rings.

"Bruce, it's Tony."

"What's up, Tony?"

He sighed. "Something happened to Andi. I'm not sure what, but she's very different."

"How so?" Bruce asked, setting down his paperwork.

"Well, she just told me that she no longer taking anyone's advice. But she wasn't ranting or anything, she was very calm and stoic." Tony said, quite unsure of how to react. "Have she ever done that before?"

Bruce thought about that for a second. "I've seen it once. She and I were taking a walk down one of the streets of Gotham, just chatting, and she passed a man. He was just an ordinary man, and she did double take of him, like she remembered him, and when she turned forward again, she stopped speaking. I tried to get her to talk, but she wouldn't budge. She didn't show any emotion, no anger, no confusion, absolutely nothing. I still don't know why."

Tony pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. "I think it's time we set the 'rules' in motion. Just in case she decided to do anything stupid."

"I think that's the best precaution we can take. I'll inform J'onn, and he'll make sure she can't get into too much trouble."

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Nick Fury sat in an office, filling out paperwork that day. He hated paperwork.

"Hello, Nicholas." My voice made his head shot up from the desk.

"Andi. Are you okay?" He was staring at my slack face, baggy eyes, and graying skin.

"No." I said monotonously. I tossed the bracelet toward him, and he caught it on instinct. "I finished it. And I didn't need any help from S. H. I. E. L. D."

"Would you look at that?" He said curiously, taking a gander at the bracelet.

"I guess I'm not totally helpless after all." I waved my hand and the bracelet shot from his hand to mine.

"Guess not." He replied after I disappeared. "Something is very off about her."

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Rogue was sitting under a tree on the school grounds that same day, laying down and relaxing. Any time off was rare to the X-Men, so you had to cherish those boring moments.

While her eyes were closed, I popped in next to her. "Hello, Rogue."

My sudden voice spooked her. She opened her eyes and sat up with a smile. "Hey, Andi. How's it goin'?"

"Oh, not awesome. Look, ever since we met last year, I've wanted to help you. So I made this." I pulled the bracelet out from thin air and gave it to her.

She took it cautiously. "What is it?"

"It's a bracelet. Now, I want you to put it on, and go give Gambit a big ol' kiss. And tell him Bréve-Remplir says 'hi'."

"What?"

Rolling my eyes, I slipped the bracelet onto her wrist, stood her up, and pushed her towards the mansion. "Go!" She hesitated and kept looking at her wrist and then back to me. I waved her on a few times before she went with it.

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Rogue ran through the mansion, a wide grin spread on her face. She searched and searched, and finally found Gambit sitting in the tree outside of his room window.

"Bonjour, Chér." Gambit greeted cheerfully when he saw her smile.

Rogue wasted no time leaping into the tree, grabbing Gambit's face, and crushing her lips to his. He was extremely shocked; he even tried to push her away. That is, until he realized that his energy wasn't being drained, and then he only squeezed her closer, deepening their kiss.

When a need for air became eminent, they pulled apart from each other. "Chér?"

"Bréve-Remplir says, 'hi'." She said, making him laugh and pull her in for another kiss.