Chapter Nine: New Housemate-Pt I
Truly Betsey underestimated the will of Ororo. The new found friends made conversation where Ororo had explained to Betsey at the start of their shopping adventure she was going to make a statement and Ororo proudly made her accomplishment. On someone else's dime too.
"Yea it is the last door on the left hand side." Betsey directed some of the delivery men to Ororo's new space. She hid back laughs herself as she walked up to her room. Over looking the balcony to the main floor, the inequitable expressions locked onto her for answer from the student body to which Betsey gave none. Their expressions were too entertaining.
Boxes after boxes shuttled from the front door to the large staircase. The young students watched for a new roommate while the adults waited eagerly for to see a new staff member.
Betsey walked past Remy room door. Seeing it cracked a little she took it for herself to wonder in.
"Rogue my dear you missed the funniest shopping trip!" she gushed.
"She aint here chere." Remy answered coming out the bathroom with nothing but boxers on.
"Really?!" Bestey paused "Damn it, I really thought she would have been here." She teased at Remy.
"She isn't her chere cause she just left." He winked at her.
"Ahhh! Well done." She smiled backed. Remy didn't fall for her open invite for details.
"What happened at mall?"
"What happened? Oh nothing you didn't already set in motion!" Betsey walked over to his window and opened his dark drapes, to see a line of men transporting items from a dozen trucks to the upper level of the mansion.
Rubbing his scruff Remy laughed his red demon eyes glaring. Ororo was a piece of work and he loved the fire that burned with in her.
"Where is she…"
"Oh shes on her way… believe me you will not be happy when you see you're credit card bill."
Remy raised a brow at her mocking smirk.
Leaning over the banister, Remy posed to poke fun at the organized chaos the delivery. It wasn't until they were near finished with the boxes that Logan still linked with Jean walked into the foveae.
The full entrance way automatically confusing them, searching around for someone with answers they were met with blank stares.
"What the hell is going on? there was no deliveries secluded for today."
Jean looked to Scott for answers. He shrugged and passed the stares onto Remy. Glancing down with a child like grin on his face. Remy waved at the couple.
"What did you do" Logan said sternly.
"Me?" Remy held up his hands "Oh this Cajuns hands is clean in dis Remy bought none of this."
"Whats going on then?" Jean yelled up to him.
"Oh you know the usual new roommate moving in." His smile grew.
The last of the boxes crossed the threshold to the new loft space. Slipping the final delivery man a twenty, Remy bid them a good day.
It wasn't until Logan heard the moan of a luxury car engine purr pulling up the narrow driveway that he put two and two together. Parking her shinny sky blue two door bmw, Ororo gracefully opened her door.
Her long lean cocoa bronze leg stood out the car resting her tone legs in five inch nude color heels. The sunlight grew up her leg as she stood out the car in a designer short white mini dress clinging to her body like warm butter. Giving the on lookers a sneak peak of her cleavage, highlighted by a unique torques and gray necklace, Ororo Pulled a pair of glasses out of her purse and placed them upon her face. Standing like a trained beauty queen Ororo slammed her door and tripped the car alarm.
All of her attire assisted her entrance but the topper was her revived long ghostly white hair.
Eyes hung to her curves that trashed side to side as she coasted into the mansion.
"Evening." She called to the speechless on lookers. It took a few moments for house to recognize that it was the mysterious woman Logan got married to that just walked in and not a runway model.
At the overpass of the stairs Ororo took off her glasses and smiled gleefully at Remy. Embracing her in his long arms, Remy laughed. "I love the new look."
Shying way Ororo swept some hair from her face. "I got you something too." She dug into her purse "but first I must return what is yours" she handed back Remy's cards. "Thank you."
"Keep smiling and we'll call it even." Now matching each other in height, Remy side peeked her cheek. Placing his hand on her lower back, he guided her toward her newly renovated space.
As if that was an invite for the others to fallow. The rest of the staff ran after them. All minus one, Logan held back by his broken room door. The little effects that she had in his room were gone. The hoodies she liked to wear were gone from his draw same for the oversized navy comforter that was on his bed.
Logan remained oddly clam about the entire thing. He shut the door and let the solitude of the room take him.
Hours later Remy and Ororo sat on the brand new coal and sliver rug by the front campus facing windows. It was getting dark out and Remy found himself with Ororo in his arms. She rested her back to his chest as they watched the weather outside bend to Ororos will.
"You make the prettiest snow and I hate snow."
"Its been many years since I've seen snow let a lone make it." She cuddled herself further into Logan oversized sweater.
"Thought you went shopping so you didn't have to wear things this no more."
"Small comforts of an old home."
Remy nodded his head agreeing with her weather queen. "Invite him up." Outside got windy and Remy quickly retracted his statement.
"Oh yea you're gift I got for you." Ororo's face lit up. She turned and took off the necklace off of her neck. "Should cover the debit I racked up today."
Remy's confused face took him. "huh?"
"When I was browsing at the cars today I saw a woman today being really rude toward some young mutants so I thought I would bring some karma to her." Ororo laughed. "I know its worth a pretty penny as you would say."
"You little pick pocket." Remy shook his head.
Gasping Ororo put her hand over her mouth "I don't know what you mean." She teased.
"How much was the car?"
"hmmm?" She tried to play coy.
"Just wanna know chere it don't matter those cards had no limit." He explained.
Ororo held his red glaze. "It coast you nothing… lets say I made a deal with the sales men that he couldn't refuse."
"Ugh love it when you talk dirty!" Remy pinched her repeatedly.
The friends cackled while tickling one another to the point of tears. The cackling seeped down into the next level below them. Logan laid on his bed the laughter floating down upon him. His eyes popped opened followed by a low growl from within.
Stomping, laughing, Screaming, Shuffling. Each echo slid a needle threw the thoughts of a too jealous man to admit he was entirely jealous. Logan ears perked up and listened in. Hearing her giggle like that for him burnt Logan when only a few hours pior she was panting for him.
Outside Remy's door as they said their good nights, Remy has to ask Ororo "What's next?"
"What do you mean?"
"You're not finished with her or him… whats next?" he watched Storm toy around as if she didn't already know.
"On paper I am married to man that doesn't love me back, he spends his nights with his mistress rather then me, and I am not suppose to speak of it. I am the wife for now that's the plan."
It was the first time that Remy didn't have a quick come back or even a funny expression. He looked at Ororo and passed her ever changing eyes to the curve within her that changed. He nodded forcing his head down in salience.
Glancing behind her shoulder, Ororo saw an embarrassed Rogue came from around the corner. "Don't mean to interrupt but me and this swamp rat have an engagement we must tend to." She walked to Remy's door and blush came rushing to her face. Pushing the door opened she called "Are you coming to join me swamp rat?"
Ororo buried her face in her hand trying not laugh and burst their moment.
"Yea I'm coming chere." He told Rogue over his shoulder.
"Duty calls huh." Ororo said turning way to head to her room.
"Ummm… Stormy." Ororo stopped, she knew he meant her. "You said back."
Ororo turned confused about his phase. "You said he doesn't love you back… When I asked whats next you said he doesn't love you back, chere. When did you love him first?"
Pausing for a moment the realization struck her that she did, back implying that she loved him first. Trying to place the words together in her head to try and correct the statement she made earlier. Remy shook his head in her hesitation and entered his room closing the door behind him. She did say back as if she implied she loved him first. The word confusion bothered Ororo her conscious changed her words, did she mean them?