The LeBeau's
JeanLuc allowed them entry into his French colonial home. Rogue noticed the all wood floors and the steps that went up to the second floor standing a few feet in front of her. To her left was a smaller white chipped paint wood door that either lead to a powder room or a kitchen. On the adjacent wall was a natural wood colored door that also leads to another room and on the far right side of the stairs was a small corridor. The color of the walls their selves were a faded beige and white. Also the wooden banister looked broken in some areas and the stairs could do with some more carpet. Hanging on either wall just inside of the front door were two brass rimmed wall mirrors. One of them was slightly damaged and the other hung slightly askew.
"So do ya like te place? It's been in te Le Beau family fer generations." JeanLuc said noticing Rogue's roaming eyes.
"Yes, it's perty." She replied although if they added some homely touches like new paint it could look even better.
"Not half as perty as you are miss." JeanLuc smiled at her. Obviously Gambit got his charms from his adoptive father.
"Where they at JeanLuc?" Gambit asked quickly changing the topic.
"They?" Rogue asked confused.
"Oh he talkin bout his older brothers. They in te dinnin room. Follow me." The couple followed Jean Luc through the small corridor to yet another wooden door to their right. Inside was a long rounded mahogany table with eight tan fabric backed mahogany wood chairs. On the table was a small vase with some yellow flowers and five place settings. The high ceilings were white but withered home to two rusty bronze chandeliers on either side of the room. There were also a few windows with dark brown curtains that showed the back yard and a door that lead outside as well. The side walls held the beige theme from the entrance to the home and sitting on either side of the head of the table were two men which Rogue believed to be Gambit's brothers.
"Well look who showed back up?" the taller of the two asked.
"Rogue, tis is my eldest brotha Bobby." Bobby looked much like his father minus the mustache. His long red hair was pulled back a ponytail with a few strands hovering over the front. He had chocolate eyes and was wearing a really tight muscle shirt, (Is this common for men in the south?) and faded bluejeans with tan boots. He also had a small chain cross round his neck. Rogue noticed that he didn't look all to happy to see Gambit again.
"Be nice Bobby, Remy brought home a lady friend." The younger of the two brothers smiled, "My name's Jimmy but people round here call me Jim."
"When aint he bringin home a lady friend." Bobby mumbled to himself earning a disapproving look from his father.
Jimmy had grey eyes and ginger hair that was far darker than his siblings; in fact it almost looked brown. His hair as well as the others minus Gambit had long hair tied into a ponytail, but his ponytail was loosely braided. He had on a navy button down muscle shirt, tan pants, and black shoes. Around one of his left bicep he had a random green piece of fabric tied there as well as a thin green beaded chocker around his neck. Jimmy was obviously the best mannered of the two. He unlike Bobby had the mustache and the smile of his father with a twinge of innocence.
"Nice ta meet yall. My name's Rogue." She smiled anxiously at them.
"So where ya pick this one at Rems?" Bobby asked.
"Hold ya tongue boy," JeanLuc reprimanded, "Ya aint 'loud ta speak ya mind till ya start payin some bills round here!"
Bobby nodded to his father and remained silent. Jimmy rolled his eyes at his brothers antics before he turned to his father, "Pa aint ya got sometin cookin up in te kitchen?"
"Tat's right. Yall make yall selves comfortable while I go check on te food. Dinner'll be ready in a few minutes." As he took off Rogue sat down next to Jimmy and Gambit sat next to Bobby.
"So Rogue where are ya from?" Jimmy asked breaking the silence.
"Mississippi."
"Is tat where ya met my little brothah?"
"No I met him up north."
"And how did ya meet?"
"Stop being so damn nosy Jim it's none of ya business." Gambit huffed from across the table.
"Tat's alright. I don mind te questions Rems." Rogue said motioning Jimmy to continue.
"I only ask cause Gambit pick up most of his girls from Bourbon Street save fer one."
"One meanin te crazy X-fientse he warned me bout?" Rogue asked.
"Don go an bring Bella inta tis." Gambit told Jimmy.
"No we should bring Bella inta tis," Bobby interjected, "If ya woulda married her instead of messin round wit all these here tramps then their would be peace between are families. Now it's hard ta go out te front door without worryin bout being shot."
"Me marryin Bella woulda never resolved thangs Bobby!"
"Well maybe ya shoulda tried firs fer all our sakes. Everyone aint a mutant like you 'round here!"
"If ya want 'er in te family so bad then you shoulda married 'er Bobby!"
"Oh don't act like ya aint wanna marry te girl now!"
"Wasn't the wedding arranged?" Rogue asked.
"It was." Jimmy stated.
"Yeah, but Remy here been smittin wit tat girl long before an arranged marriage was even proposed!"
"Is that true Rems?" Rogue asked.
"Yes, but it's … complicated." Jimmy told her gently.
"Wat was som complicated bought it? He wanted ta rutt wit te girl since day one, but when someone throws commitment in there than he changes his mind. As usual te great Gambit always thanks of his self."
"Tat aint true Bobby, ya know tat." Jimmy tried to pacify the situation.
"No it is true I left cause I thankfully got ta know te real 'er before we tied te knot, but we all know watt is argument really is about dn't we Bobby!" Gambit yelled at his eldest brother.
" Enlighten me Remy!" Bobby shouted back.
"Ya jus mad cause JeanLuc was gonna leave y ate thieves guild in his will till he realized how much bettah I am than ya an changed his mind!"
"Pa shouldn't leave his life's work ta an ignorant pup who ain't even got LeBeau blood in 'em! If ya didn't pickpocket him tat day ya sorry ass would still be out on te street!"
"An tat's where tis family would be if I aint never get adopted! Yer sorry as can barely steal candy from a baby. I made tis family te power tat it is now. Why yer busy clinging ta ya daddy's balls all day I'm out there workin real jobs making hundreds of thousands a pop! What ya m,akin here aint even enough ta afford te food ya eat here. Tat's why ya'll both still livin wit ya old man!"
At that moment JeanLuc came in carrying what looked to be a whole fried chicken and some sides on a silver tray.
"Ya'll two settle down an Bobby ya know ya brother's right so be quiet an eat tis food I made especially for our new guest."
Rogue was starting to wonder if every day here was going to be this entertaining.
"Why do ya always take his side?" Bobby muttered devouring a chicken wing.
"I take ya brother's side cause he's te one keepin te power runnin in tis ole house an even Jimmy at least does chores every now an then. An wat do you do round here Bobby?" JeanLuc asked giving him a 'we already know the answer to that' look.
"The chicken taste good Mr. LeBeau." Rogue told him chomping on a thigh.
"Im glad ya like it."
"Dad …" Gambit started.
"Ya aint call me tat since ya were eight years old. Wat ya want boy?" JeanLuc asked fully ready to say no to whatever he asked.
"I was thankin tat since I wanted Rogue here ta get ta know yall that it might be ok if we stayed here a little while."
"Of course she can stay! … and you of course." He changed his mind quickly.
"How long yall stayin?" Bobby asked over his green bean casserole.
"A long while. Month after month." Gambit exaggerated the words watching his brother cringe up.
"Well there goes te peace an quiet." Jimmy said sitting back in his chair.
"Do they fight often?" Rogue asked a loud.
"All te time." Both JeanLuc and Jimmy answered at the same time.
"Sounds like fun." She sighed. Hopefully Jimmy and his father were over exaggerating things.
….
After dinner JeanLuc sent the boys to clean the dishes. Needless to say the sounds of arguing and splashing water was being heard all the way through the wooden house. Rogue was following him upstairs to the second level that actually looked a little worse for wear than it did downstairs.
"How bout we find ya a nice room ta stay in no?" JeanLuc asked looking at Rogue's once again roaming eyes.
"Yeah tat sounds great." She replied. There were more mirrors upstairs and some old pictures which she easily assumed were the boys.
"Here you can have Camille's room." He said stopping at the one wooden door with an ornately carved doorknob. Inside the furniture was covered in white sheets and the light was off. He quickly turned on the lights and removed the sheets.
Rogue was speechless. This particular room didn't look like it went with the rest of the house. The wall and ceiling held a deep rich blue color and the walls were trimmed with a dark stained wood (trim meaning the wood that separates the floor from the wall and the wall from the ceiling). Just in front of the door was a dark wood framed bed that had four nice sized gold decorative pillows with a matching fullest of bedding from the cover to the transparent white under sheets that pocked out like the frill of a skirt. In front of the bed was a dark wood chest with a top that was upholstered to combine the gold from the bed and the blue of the room.
On the wall across from the bed was an ornate dark wood fireplace with a golden grate just on the outside of it with matching pokers on the side of it. Atop the fire place was a painting of a pale brunette woman in a pink dress holding a rose which she picked from the blue front of the dress in a white backdrop called Lady holding Flowers in her Petticoat , autographed by Auguste Jules Bouvier.
On the other side of the bed by the window were a closet and a small dresser. On the dresser sat paper and pen, a silver jewelry box, a framed photo, a miniature wooden box, and a small crystal lamp. Rogue wondered who this Camille is. Surely Gambit would had told her if he had a sister right? Instead she opted for asking JeanLuc.
"Hey who is tis Camille person?" she asked awaiting a response. When she got none she went into the hall to look for him when she heard a door shut.
'Maybe he went ta bed?" she thought aloud before returning to the desk. On it was the photo of a beautiful blonde woman with grey eyes. It was strange how familiar those eyes looked and she was wearing an old fashioned green dress.
She had still been looking at the photo when he walked in.
"So he gave ya Camille's old room?"
"Ya aint tell me ya had a sister Remy." Rogue told him not bothering to say hello.
"Tat's cause I don have a sister."
"Then who's tis? Not another girlfriend I hope." She glared at him. He laughed at her before sitting on the bed behind her.
"No, Camille was JeanLuc's wife."
"Was?"
"Yeah, I never met 'er. She died long before I was even in te picture."
"Do ya know how she died?"
"Car accident. She fell asleep at te wheel and veered off te road, or at least tat's wat they tell me anyway."
"Tat must had been horrible fer then ta grow up witout a mother."
"It aint tat bad Roguey."
"I mean think if you an ya brothers had a female touch round here yall wouldn't be smellin like old cigarettes all te time, te house would be repainted, an yall wouldn have such bad attitudes, an yall'd know how ta treat a lady wit respect …"
"I do know how ta treat a lady wit respect tahnk ya very much."
"I'm not so sure every lady takes kindly ta being banged an bailed on Rems."
"I aint do tat to you!"
"I know tat an how many women did ya have ta go through before ya figured tat much out?"
"I aint mean anything by it. An I aint never wanted ta be wit any of them."
"Tat's not wat ya brotha's said …"
"Alright I did like Bella an I told a tat already."
"Actually ya 'diary' tol me tat."
"Watever, ya still knew. Don't tell me ya jealous chere."
"Remy, you're not even worth being jealous ovah."
"Ya don mean tat."
"Yes I do."
"No ya don."
"Yes I do."
"No ya don."
"Yes I do!"
"No ya don!"
"Watt e hell ya doin in my Ma's room!" Bobby yelled interrupting their arguing.
"Ya father told me I can have tis room."
"Well I don't want ya in it."
"Bobby!" gambit started when Rogue hushed him and walked over to Bobby, punched him, knocked him over, and twisted both his arms painfully behind his head.
"Look mistah I don know how ya speak ta people round here but when ya talkin ta me ya gonna treat me wit respect! I aint do notin to ya an ya been very mean ta me. So I'm gonna tell ya how tis game works. Talk outta turn ta me again, I'll break ya toe, the next time ya jaw, an aftah tat an arm. But be warned ya disrespect me more than those three times lets jus say you an Camille gonna get reacquainted real soon. Now be a good boy an go ta ya room an get some sleep unless of course ya need me ta help ya do tat. Do ya need my help?"
"No! Now let me go!" he spat at her as his face grew red from the pain.
"I'll let go if ya ask nicely." Rogue told him.
"I said let me go ya psycho bitch!"
"Don't call my woman tat!" Gambit yelled at him. He was about to walk over when Rogue told him to sit back down.
"I'll take that as insult number one." She said before pushing him over and stepping painfully on his toe. He quickly ran off, "An ya can tell ya brothah tat if he feels te need ta be mean, not tat he has been so far, but if he does tat there's a world of hurt coming fer him as well!"
"Ya know Roguey ya didn't have ta hurt 'em."
"Oh like you weren't!"
"Point taken."
"Now get outta here so I can get some sleep."
"How come ya so afraid of us sleepin wit each other?"
"I said leave Rems."
"Do I get a good night kiss first?"
After ten more minutes of arguing and nearly getting stabbed with a charcoal poker Gambit went to bed in his own room. As he closed his eyes he wondered who his dumb brother could be talking to on the phone at this hour.
Outside
"Julienne it's me."
"Oh my favorite tief … wat ya want tis time."
"I got some information tat I know ya sister's gonna love."
"Make it good then …"
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So we've met the LeBeau's. Please tell me what yall think of each of them (each being the dad, Bobby, and Jimmy) Oh and I wonder who Julienne's sister is dom dom dom (evil music)
Please review thank you
, and yes I made Camille up