Growing Pains
Rogue had absorbed Marvel's powers and it was making life a little difficult for her at the LeBeau's family. Her newly found mood swings were controllable, her new found power of flight was manageable, but her super strength was a nightmare.
At the present time she was trying to drink a cup of milk. Unfortunately for her all JeanLuc's cups were made of glass.
"Dammit!" she hissed at yet another broken glass.
"Not again." Bobby complained behind his newspaper.
"Here Rogue let me pour it." Remy said taking his empty glass and filling it up with milk. Of course she took the glass from him and broke that too.
"How many glasses I owe ya now JeanLuc?"
"I thank that makes 22."
Rogue nodded before going back to her room and very gently laid upon the bed. How could she hope to write a novel if she couldn't even hold a pencil without breaking it or type without it meeting the same disastrous ending?
Worse, she couldn't even put on all her clothes without ripping them. She had run out of shirts and started to borrow Remy's and now she was running out of bottoms. She almost lost it the day she tried to put on her favorite leather skirt and she broke the zipper.
"Rogue are you ok?"
"Wat does it look like?"
"You'll get it. Ya jus need a little time."
Entries of a Wolverine
Rogue left me again! I don't get it. I thought once I got rid … I mean dropped Gumbo off she'd want to stay. I kind of felt that he was always the problem. Life was great between us until he came along. I mean Rogue and I had a bond. I guess she kind of reminded me of myself in a way and I think that's why we got along. I don't have no children of my own, but if I had a daughter I would want her to be just like Rogue.
It's just that most fathers are lucky enough to raise their daughter since birth. I had to cram everything into just a few years and I wasn't ready to let her go. Sure I know I'm not the best person in the world , but I'll be dammned if I let someone come into my girls life and ruin everything!
I think Rogue can do better. And I probably would like Gambit more besides that fact that he's a womanizing scoundrel if he would just see things the way I see them.
He knows that I consider Rogue my daughter and if he were a father and he had to choose between an honest working guy and a bum from the south he would understand why I dislike him. And also I still am at a loss with why she likes him.
Is it because he's from the south too? Is it his red hair? Is it that little evil smirk he makes? Is it because he smokes? Or maybe it's because they have more in common then I know? I want to see it Rogue's way, but then 'father Logan' just jumps out and takes control.
But what's worse is that I scared her away. She hurt my feelings and I hurt hers. I lost it and she left because of me, but why did she have to leave with him? Then she called Jean, we show up, help her, then she went back to him. I don't get it and I don't get her.
Maybe she won't come back till I apologize and can get along with Gambit. But what if she thinks I never will and will never come back? I hate being here without her. I miss her all the time and I know Shades is going to flip if I ask him 'where stripes is' again.
I wake up every day hoping to see her at breakfast, in the Danger Room, or outside in the shed with the bikes. But she's not here and it's because of me. I always pegged Gumbo for being the one to break her heart. The last person I'd ever expect to do that would be myself. So maybe she's with him to pick the pieces of her life back together.
I know where she is but I figure I'm not wanted there. I have tried to cope here. I tried daughtering Kitty but she already has parents and if I have to watch one more chick flick I was going to gorge my own eyes out. Then I tried Jean, but she already has a father and highly respects the Professor. After her I tried Tabatha, but no one wants to daughter a girl that keeps blowing kisses at you half the time.
So after daughtering didn't work I tried a relationship with Storm. The woman is beautiful, but I kept being distracted. Half the time I was always worried about Rogue. I love Storm still but she deserves to be treated like the Queen she is so I broke it off.
Then after that I'd thought I'd spend more time with Lucy, my new motorcycle. But even riding her and cleaning her parts didn't fulfill my happiness. So I decided to be more constructive with my spare time and outline some new DR drills, but that only made the students fear me more than they already did.
Next I turned my anger on my enemies, but that didn't work because I took no pleasure in beating up those kids who call their selves the Brotherhood since the Acolytes and Magneto has practically disappeared.
So here I am in the garage writing in my diary like a teenage girl who just lost her boyfriend or missed a sale on her favorite pink pumps. I think I just need time. Time to adjust to the fact that I may never see Rogue again. So I think I'm going to leave Scott in charge of the danger room and go to Canada. At least Canada can't leave me heartbroken and all alone …
Kitty Komposes
Like Dear Diary,
Rogue is like … so like … like being totally unfair. You know what I kind of like think she like is using that little incident as like an excuse for her to stay with her boyfriend. Why cant she just let bygones be bygones, like you know bury the hatchet. Why is she still mad at me? Like I understand what I did was like completely mean and all, but why wont she accept my apologies?
I like so totally mean them. I don't know … maybe Rogue is like the type of person to hold a grudge.
Pete has finally started to like try to be my boyfriend again ,but I like think he's mad at me for inadvertently making his best friend leave and like trust me diary I HATE not having a best friend. I like wonder when Rogue is like going to like come back and stay. I hope soon.
Gambit
I hav looked through the rest of Rogue's clothes an I cant wait fer te day she walks inta my room naked fer some clothes. Ta be fair I did try ta take er shoppin, but she's been a little emotional about her knew strength powers.
I tried ta tell 'er its jus like getting ya powers fer te first time. Ya jus need ta learn how to adjust to em. So I thank ima get 'er a plastic cup, spray paint it silver, an tell her it's made of metal tat's really really strong.
If I trick er inta being able ta not break tat then I might be able ta get er ta not be so afraid about breakin everything. I replaced the cups she broke an fer one I'm happy she's back. I really thought she'd stay. I aint exactly te Professor. I cant tell her how ta control 'er new powers an I'm so glad she got past te 'I'm Rogue' then 'I'm Marvel' the next second phase. Tat was scary.
JeanLuc
(Not diary entry)
After Rogue left to get his son he had Jimmy put Bobby's room back together. He decided not to bust Bobby yet. He knew his eldest son probably did not do all this by his self. He just hoped that he didn't make an alliance with the assassins to take Gambit down.
But JeanLuc had a feeling his own son wanted him dead too. Killing Gambit alone would not accomplish much. If Bobby wanted what JeanLuc thought he did he would have to kill not only Remy, but himself as well for his inheritance.
Apart of him blamed himself. He chose Remy over his own son. As a father he didn't want to, but as the leader of the Thief's Guild it was the right decision. Bobby and Jimmy were chump change compared to Remy in skill. He hated that.
But at the same time he wanted to let his kids have a life. Being in and leading the guild was no joke. He made a promise once.
Flashback
"Jean remember wat ya promised me when Bobby was born?" Camille, JeanLuc's wife said as she breast fed their new born son Jimmy.
"Yeah I do. When they grow up I'll give them the choice. If they wanna join they can an if they don tat's ok too."
"Good, Bobby's only five but I can see that he's no tief like you. When I first met you I knew you were trouble."
"Wat ya mean by tat Camille?" JeanLuc teased.
"Ya don remember Jean?"
"No tell me." He said taking Jimmy from her and putting him in his crib.
"We were both five. Ya saw my daddy in his top coat lookin all nice an expensive so ya tried ta pickpocket him. He got mad an hit ya wit his cane cause ya weren't good at pit pockettin at tat age so ya followed us home an ya took his wallet when he was sleepin …"
"Did I do tat?" he kissed her on the cheek and sat down on her gold sheeted bed.
"Yes ya did. Then ya saw tat I was awake so ya stole tat pretty purple stoned locket from te governor's wife an gave it ta me."
"Yes I did."
"And I still wear it every day." She smiled pointing to her silver jewelry box.
"It brings out te grey in yer eyes."
"I know."
"An I remember. I'll give Bobby the chance ta make more of hiself an go ta school an stuff."
"Good."
He kissed her on the head again before heading out on another job. Right when he was about to close the door Camille called him back.
"Three."
"Yeah I said I'll be back by then."
"No," she said with that look, "Three, ya know when I was little I always wanted three sons and one daughter with green eyes."
"Ya father had green eyes."
"An so did my grandma. I miss her."
"How bout when I get back we start workin on te other two?"
"Oh jus get out of here Jeannie!" she said flinging a pillow at him.
2 Weeks Later
"She was a great woman son." Mathieu, JeanLuc's father, told him.
"She'd still be alive if that car didn't hit her!"
"I know yer angry. At least the car crash instantly killed her. Yer mama was slowly tortured ta death by those assassins. Ya know it's jus like what I told ya when you were younger. Tis life aint easy boy; remember that."
End flashback
JeanLuc never forgot what his father told him. In fact his father was killed that same week by Bella's father. Everyone thought that Bella's dad condition was by incident. He had done some bad things in his life, but that was not one that he regretted.
In a way Camille was the reason he adopted Remy. Remy pick pocketed him just like how he met his future wife as a child and Camille always wanted three sons. Then Remy brought Rogue home a girl with green eyes. How come the past always comes and bites you in the ass?
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