Hey! Now I just want to say that I've heard some people don't like the Lance/Lorna relationship going on, (artistic-angel825) lol and I just want to clarify it now! Lance is just confused as to what he wants and in this chapter, Lorna is a bit too tipsy. The Lance/Lorna thing is short-lived, so don't worry! LANCITTY shall break through anytime now! And that will be followed shortly by COLARIS! Don't worry! Enjoy. This part of the party should be a bit more fun.
Key:
"…" Speech
'…' Thoughts
(…) Extra information
Songs are in bold
Emphasised words are in italic
If this – is put after words it means an interruption
Chapter 9VvV Dance 'till you Drop VvV
Maximoff Household, the Party still; 9:30pm
"1, 2, 3, 4. 2, 2, 3, 4. 3, 2, 3, 4. 4, 2, 3, 4. And," lifting up her arm again, Rogue made to repeat herself but was interrupted suddenly.
In his drunken state, Rogue's dance partner could only twirl the girl as he dazedly started the movement again, "why ain' it –hiccup- 1, 1, 3, 4. 1, 2, 3, 4. 1, 3, 3, 4? Why does it start ag'in, Cherie…"
"Well ah dunno; was ah around in the 1700's?"
"Remy t'inks 'is fille be t' beau t' be dat old!" And Rogue found herself being pulled against the Cajun's chest rather roughly, causing her to laugh whilst Remy swayed the girl, whispering into Rogue's neck so softly that it made the Gothic gal squirm delightedly. "Et 'is fille be de most beau femme dat Remy ever laid 'is eyes on…"
The problem was, even though Rogue knew that the Cajun was drunk off of his head – understandably, seeming as he knew as good as Rogue where the alcohol was stored in the house – he sounded as honest as that certain player could get. The second problem was that Rogue liked the things he was saying, joint with the fact he was being truthful when he said them…the next problem being that the way the Cajun was charming her was making the girl…
Well, lets just say that if Belladonna hadn't entered the kitchen just as Remy twirled Rogue out of his arms, the Goth wouldn't have stopped herself from pouncing him…
And Belle wasn't impressed…seeming as the party was in the living room and Rogue and Remy had snuck into the kitchen to have their own fun (ooh-er!).
Outside"Oh god, oh god, oh god!" thumping her fist on the ground only resulted in more pain, so Lexa decided to stop doing it. Instead, delicately she admired the damage before clutching her hand rather dramatically to her chest. Childishly, the girl began to rock herself back and forth with both eyes closed to the world, opening them only when she picked up the sound of movement from behind.
Without turning to acknowledge the girl – as was her habit – Lexa spoke the only word she could be bothered to say, "what?"
Five minutes earlierLorna was feeling a bit dizzy by now…and very giddy. Sat beside her was the cause of the dazedness and she thumped him playfully, "so this was your plan eh? Trying to get me drunk, Lance?" slurred the Goth.
"I don't even need to try," flicking a piece of hair that drooped from its gelled position, Lance smirked playfully as Lorna attempted to bat away his blurred hand. "You're off your head!"
"Thanks to you!"
"You love it."
"Aww, not as much as I luv you," and Lorna playfully shoved Lance again who only shoved the girl back.
Noticing the moment was starting to get a bit too touchy feely, Lance decided to stop and, standing up, he smiled before offering Lorna a hand. "I'm getting a drink; you want one?"
"Yuh huh."
Taking the hand, Lorna found herself being pulled upwards a bit faster than she was anticipating and fell forwards. Surprise, surprise, guess who was there to catch her? And Lorna noticed how close her and Lance were…
Being in the drunken state she was, Lorna could only think to thank Lance for his save – her thanks being only in the form she could think of right then…
Rashly, her lips caught Lance's and Lorna allowed herself to sink into the moment; the feel of someone's lips being pressed so lightly yet knowingly upon her own caused the girl to go light-headed. Her first kiss…
Unfortunately, walking into the room wasn't such a good idea for Kitty at that moment and she caught Lance's eye as he stood in shock upon Lorna's advance, breaking the kiss when Kitty's eyes fell dramatically to the place where him and Lorna were joined. Lance's mouth simply fell open in shock but his companion was too dazed to notice and found herself giggling nervously. "Oops! Shouldn't have done that…with you and Kitty and all," laughing, she stumbled backwards and as Lance caught her, the girl decided only to smile in thanks. "Sorry 'bout that – a bit over my head eh?" playfully Lorna batted Lance again but stopped it at that before turning away.
"Need any help?"
"Na, just going for some air…I need some after that little accident," signalling the kiss by brushing her lipstick off of Lance's lips, the Goth giggled before casually stumbling from the room and out of the front door, tripping on the step upon which she found Lexa.
Compared to Lorna, the prep looked as though she was on her deathbed, something that Lorna promptly informed Lexa, to her less than happy greeting.
"Thanks."
"No probs," unable to note the sarcasm in her drunken state caused Lorna to laugh, "watcha…do-in'?"
"You're pissed."
Lorna laughed, "how'd ya tell?" but upon receiving no reply, laughter turned to disbelief at the rudeness. "Ru-ude!"
"Well I never thought it was possible for anyone to make that word a double syllable until now."
"I do try," and Lorna giggled, forgetting her momentary disbelief as the girl plonked herself on the step by Lexa. "Wassup?!"
Raising an eyebrow was initially going to be Lexa's reply but she decided to elaborate when Lorna's gaze refused to leave her, "nothing." Yet still the gaze stayed – although a little unfocussed – on Lexa, "look, just leave it. You wouldn't understand."
"See people think that but actually, my key area is in relationships!"
"Who says it's anything to do with that?"
"I can tell. I told you I'm good at relationships-"
But, furious that Lorna had managed to work out her frustration, Lexa only butted in rudely; "what, with your lack of inexperience? Or your knowledge from your book obsession?"
Offence was taken immediately, and as Lexa stood up, Lorna followed suit – stumbling drunkenly, "exc-use me! Hey! Come back here, I'm not done with you! You can't go around all your life treating people this way, not everyone will forgive you as easily as Rogue and Wanda have!"
"Wait…what?" turning on the spot, Lexa stared at the door, wide-eyed and stunned, her mind oblivious to the fact Lorna had slammed it shut due to the words whizzing through Lexa's mind. 'They've forgiven me…' as if unable to believe her own thoughts Lexa tried the words out loud, "they've forgiven me!" and; unlike her once assured assumptions that the words would sound bitter with dislike at the fact, she was overjoyed.
If Pietro had looked out of his window at that precise moment he would have seen a surprising sight as Lexa Howlett punched the air in delight, practically dancing and skipping with joy on her way home.
That however would have done nothing to improve his mood – the boy sat upon the floor, tears staining his cheeks. But whether or not his vision was blurred with tears, Pietro would still have had no chance – the vase was broke beyond fixing…
Tears didn't fill his eyes for this purpose though. No, it was because Pietro assumed that it was a message:
If the vase was beyond repair than what it symbolised could never be fixed…
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Downstairs; 10:30Wanda eyed Rogue suspiciously as the girl did a sort of modern waltz with Remy, noticing she wasn't the only one watching the pair; Belle stood, huffing in a corner.
It was unusual for Remy to treat his girlfriend this way…seeming as they were so close. And if the boy didn't watch out he'd lose more than his girlfriend – Wanda knew all about where Remy stayed when money got a bit tight for the homing shelter. Not in a million years would Raven let him stay here…
Dwelling upon the thought wasn't possible however when John stretched out a hand to Wanda; the girl looked down at it over her folded arms and, with raised eyebrows to her newly found dance partner, Wanda pushed herself off of the wall and gave him her hand. Only to find herself pulled into a waltz similar to the one she had been watching.
"Oh!" was all Wanda could exclaim before being twirled out and back into John's arms, giggles erupting from her mouth when she figured out the dance was as amusing to do as it was to watch. As she was spun on the spot, Wanda watched a figure heading towards Remy and Rogue, and as soon as the girl's head was resting upon John's shoulder as he slowly swayed her, Wanda made out the girl.
Across the room Betsy – in uncontrollable laughter – had cut in on Remy and Rogue, something Rogue was only to eager to permit. Stumbling backwards onto the sofa, the girl giggled, dizzy and unstable due to Remy's insistence upon swirling, watching in peals of laughter as Betsy pulled him into a more tango-like routine.
The dancing was infectious and before she knew what had happened, Lorna had found herself pulled up from beside Rogue by Warren, and thrown into his arms into what seemed to be a dance from Dirty Dancing. Beside them Kitty was beside herself in giggles as Lance performed a few moves of his own; no doubt attempting and succeeding in impressing Kitty.
Many of the other dancers moved out of the way as Warren and John flung their couples out to the side simultaneously in an over the top example of 60's dancing; cheering loudly as Grease blasted itself out from the loud speakers – perfectly on time.
The dancing-bug was spreading like wild fire and before they knew it, everyone in the room – Goth, Geek and Jock alike – were following in perfect timing with the routine. The exceptions were two girls, one of which only had time to hear 'go Grease lightning you're burning up the quarter-mile' before she found herself being dragged into the kitchen.
The yells of 'Grease lightning; go Grease lightning' reached her ears, but Rogue ignored them, glaring at Belladonna who shut the door with a snap behind them both.
"I dunno what y' t'ink y' doin' wid ma beau, but y' keep y' hands off o' Remy; y' hear! Or are y' t' drunk t' understand? Eh?"
Frowning, Rogue recalled the two beers she had and the bottle of Bacardi Breezer – this girl was certainly no lightweight. "Drunk? Ah'm nowhere near getting started!"
Shock. Shock stopped Belle in her tracks, "y' mean y'…y' doin' all o' dat," beckoning to the door behind her, Belle narrowed her eyes, "y' doin' all o' dat merde whilst y' sober!"
"Uh…ya!" Rogue gave Belle a disbelieving look.
"Y' doin' dat wid ma boyfriend whilst y' sober!"
Now Rogue could see where this was going, "oh ah get it! This ain' about the dancing, it's about Remy. Ain't it?"
"Duh! Y' trying t' make off with ma boyfriend!"
"Trying?" shaking her head, Rogue smirked, "Sugah; ah don' need ta trah."
And with that Rogue strode back into the living room, leaving a stunned Belladonna behind.
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12:00am
"You know…" slurred Wanda, "you…you're…you are my best! Friend!" too drunk to notice as Rogue shared a look with Betsy, who giggled tipsily, Wanda continued, practically throwing herself onto Rogue. "I love you!"
"Ya ah know…" with a shove, Rogue had pushed Wanda back into her own place on the sofa, but shoved a bit too hard. Betsy and Rogue erupted in laughter as Wanda collapsed onto John, who looked horrified.
Appealing to Rogue with puppy dog eyes, John only received a shrug in response as Rogue got up to retrieve more beers, "Bets?"
"She ain't my problem, luv."
Although Betsy was almost proved wrong as Wanda lunged at the English gal the moment she heard Betsy's voice; only to fall short, ending up lying across Rogue's seat. A big mistake it seemed when Rogue came back with the beers took one look at her adopted-step-sister and sat on her. But Wanda didn't notice and simply held out a hand for the beers Rogue was passing around, "nope. None fohr ya Sugah. This is fohr tha grown ups who can handle their drinks." Upon saying this though, Rogue took back her words when Betsy dropped her own beer.
Yet as the violet-haired girl bent to pick it up, she noticed someone had beaten her to that and sat up in time to spot a boy holding it out. Younger than them all, he looked to be in mid-teens; no doubt 15 or 16, with muddy-brown hair that flopped into his eyes. Rogue however knew better than to interpret the cuteness; Bobby Drake could be as bad as Remy when he wanted to be, and Rogue knew that from first-hand experience.
"Evening," the boy chirped; far from drunk yet in a different league to sober.
"Heya Bobby, y'all ok Sugah?"
"Yup," and as Betsy stumbled away – muttering something about 'cleaning up the mess' Bobby took her place, watching amusedly as Rogue shoved Wanda into the place just vacated by John; who correctly assumed Betsy may need some help herself.
Taking the now free space by Bobby, Rogue smiled and indulged herself in a chat with her pre-school ex, only to be interrupted moments later by Tabby.
"HEY!" yelled the bubbly blonde, "wassup?" neither sober neither drunk, the girl was simply hyper; something Rogue could tell by looking at her.
"You've been outside again haven't you," inquired Bobby – beating Rogue to the chase, and upon Tabby's over-excited nodding he questioned, "what've you been smoking?"
She pouted; frowning hard as she recalled the earlier events of the day, "this and that…"
"You've been on crack haven't you?"
"Me-be (maybe)," giggled Tabby.
Walking away from Tabby was all Rogue could think to do and the girl didn't even bother saying bye as Bobby began asking if the hyperactive teen had any left, "children disgust me," was Rogue's answer to Remy's inquiring look at her scowl.
In an understanding manner, Remy nodded, "saw de fille outside but declined t' her offer. Remy has his own satisfaction," but upon letting this information slip, the guy looked imploringly at Rogue who walked away; even more disgusted now by everybody's habits.
Making her way into the kitchen, Rogue found John mopping up Betsy and plonked herself onto a counter, complaining to John who listened with all ears whilst cleaning up Rogue's cousin.
On the Dance Floor; 1:00amA slow song seemed to suddenly fill the room in quiet embrace – dragging everybody from their seats onto the dancefloor as tired and weary couples practically fell upon each other.
Attempting to drag Remy's attention from Rogue, Belladonna pulled him to the other side of the room, attracting the boy's interest in other ways as she imitated Lance and Kitty but in a more vigorous manner…delving Remy into a tournament of tongues.
However Lance pressed his lips more softly against Kitty's own, giving her time to adjust to the situation as she got used to the sensation, before he added more pressure, placing a hand upon the girl's lower back. By simply doing this, Lance pulled Kitty into his arms and rapped them about the girl's waist whilst she linked her own around the guy's neck. Soft, gentle yet passionate in their own shy way, the kisses caused Kitty's cheeks to flush as her and Lance swayed delicately on the spot, the girl breaking apart only to rest her head upon Lance's shoulder. Wistfully she sighed, rocking in time to the rhythm as Lance smiled dazedly, unaware of the multiple viewers who were silently cheering.
From the sidelines Tabby jumped up and down on the spot, suddenly picked up by Bobby as the guy twirled her, responding to her squeals by spinning the blonde faster. Enviously David eyed the two but decided to leave it and chose the more sensible option of exiting the room altogether.
The kitchen however wasn't a good place to go though as he found Betsy, leaning against a kitchen counter with Warren practically on top of her, covering the girl with passionate, long lasting kisses. Feeling it was time to leave when Warren lifted Betsy's leg up and pressed his jean-clad manhood into her heated core, David tried his best to ignore the moans the girl made. Watching that was worse than actual sex…but no worse than Bobby and Tabby, he soon found out upon entering the living room again.
Smiling at the couples was all Rogue could be bothered to do whilst absentmindedly stroking both Wanda's and John's hair – the former only permitting it due to her sleeping and the latter having requested the pampering. However disgust appeared on her face when Rogue caught sight of Tabby and Bobby who seemed to be having sex with clothes on.
"John…" she whispered, patting his head to pull the guy out of his reverie, "d'ya wanna take Wanda upstairs. She's fallen asleep alreadah…"
"Then why not leave 'er here?" purred the boy, deciding to stick with Rogue on the sober front.
Rogue made her point clearer that this wasn't a request and thumped John, who soon leapt up, stirring Wanda who only giggled when she was lightly lifted into John's chest as the boy picked her up. Leaving the couples behind them, John stepped into the hallway, shocked by the silence that filled it and the darkness that crept over him and Wanda both. But – not deterred – he slowly made his way upstairs, carrying his best friend tightly in his arms as she rapped both arms around John's neck.
Two minutes later"Wanda you're gonna have to let go so I can put you to bed…" repeated John for the fifth time and this time she responded, allowing John to get her on the bed.
"Bite me." And that was all Wanda could be bothered to say. Meanwhile, John was too busy sorting the poor girl out to respond. "You're not gonna get angry with me are you, like you did when…when…" deciding that thinking hurt her head, Wanda left the sentence hanging in the air and moved so she was lying spread eagle on the bed. This allowed John in one swift motion to pull her trousers off, hanging them up in Wanda's wardrobe where they belonged. Anyone watching the two of them would realise that this was a regular occurrence. And anybody who knew them that well would know that Wanda – on a weekly basis – always got so pissed John had to help her into her own bed.
Suddenly, John just simply stopped and took the time to smile as Wanda collapsed back on her mattress, "it was Friday, an' besides no oy'm not gonna get angry with ya. That was different-"
"Ya I know…you told Lexa about it…she told me. Yada-yada." Attempting to roll her eyes, Wanda managed to roll them halfway before clutching her head in pain.
"Oh," acting nonchalant, John helped Wanda put on pyjama trousers and then assisted the girl into her bed, delicately tucking the covers up underneath his friend's chin.
Yet now the only problem was, Wanda wasn't focussed on sleep anymore and had decided to wake up in an attempt to finish her point. "Yeh…well she wan'ed (wanted) to know…to…to know," sleepily closing her eyes, Wanda relaxed but then remembered what she was saying and sat up again. "She wan'ed to know the big," emphasising her last word by stretching her arms up, Wanda collapsed back onto her pillow in a fit of giggles. "The big mystery an'…an' she ask…she asked me to help…"
"With what?"
Yawning as she watched John's hand hovering above the light switch, the girl closed an eye but watched her friend still through the other. "Finding out where ya live…I don't real…I don't see what the big-big-big," stifling a yawn, Wanda tried again, ignoring John's shocked expression. "I don't see what the big deal is…I mean…it…it's just a hostel with Lance and Re-e-e…Rem…" another huge yawn was slowly stifled, but John already knew what she was about to say. "Remy…"
Signalling her retirement to Dreamland, the yawn was the end of Wanda's sentence and it hung in the air between the girl and boy…the latter of which dropped his hand from the light switch. Sliding down the wall, he leant against it whilst sat on the floor, watching his innocent sleeping beauty…stunned…
End of ChapterOk…hope that was worth it for the long wait! Sorry bout that! A bit of a happier chappie than the last with more romance, some of your fave couples and a bit more fun! I really hope you liked this chapter cuz it should lead to a lot more happenings very soon. What d'ya think about the following things though – Rogue wasn't drunk with Remy; Wanda told John she knows; Betsy and Warren (SEX WITH CLOTHES ON!) the little Lance/Lorna kiss! And finally…but crucially: KITTY CHEATED ON PIOTR WITH LANCE!!! FIVE REVIEWS PLEASE .x.thriller.x.