Well, here's another chapter. Just finished this one. Don't forget to review or message complaints or ideas. Take Wolf Skater's example. I have changed the way Rogue speaks due to the fact that it sounded more Cajun than Southern. The only thing I didn't change was using "Ah" instead of "I", because I refuse to do that. But as Wolf Skater learned, and you learn in this chapter. Patrick is meant to sound Cajun. It's just how he's been created. So I apologize for any past confusions, and I am currently working to learn the whole southern dialect in typed words. Let's just say it's not the easiest thing for me to change to. Honestly I like the Cajun accent better, but that's just my opinion.
Well, make sure to read and review guys! I know you're out there reading this!
What Are We Missing?
Patrick noticed, with surprise, that Austin was sitting in the bed across from him covered in sweat and breathing heavily, just like Patrick was.
Before he could even say a word the door was opened with alarming force and Jean, Scott, Kitty, Rogue, and Logan busted into the room, a few of the other X-Men lagging behind them. "What is it?" Scott asked, a hand at his glasses, ready to move them and use his optic blast.
Patrick arched an eyebrow in confusion, glancing at Austin. "No' sure whatchu talkin' 'bout one-eye."
"We heard you both yelling for help though," Jean said, glancing between Austin and Patrick in confusion. They all seemed to notice that both Patrick and Austin were covered in sweat.
Austin glanced at Patrick, "Er, we really weren't calling for help. Me and Patrick both just woke up." He said, though he sounded slightly unsure.
The X-Men who had been lingering in the back slowly dispersed back to their room when they realized there really wasn't much for them to do. The only ones left were Rogue, Jean, Scott, Logan, and Kitty.
"Ahe ya sure you dihn't call out in you'he sleep?" Rogue asked, glancing at Patrick worryingly.
Patrick shrugged, "All I know was dat I woke up tah sum'ne yellin' fur help, an' I 'member realizin' at deh last second dat I had called out in mah sleep. I figurin' dat's what woke meh up."
Austin nodded in agreement, "Yeah, same thing here. And then a few seconds later you guys busted into the room." He said, looking back at the remaining X-Men.
Kitty spoke up, confusion on her face. "You both had a dream that, like, woke you both up at the same time?"
Patrick shrugged, "Dunno, I jus' 'member waken up tah see Austin shoot up outta his bed at deh same time. We both covered in sweat an' breathin' hard. No' sure what Austin der was dreamin' 'bout, but I 'member mine was pretty strange."
Austin nodded in agreement, "My dream was pretty weird too." He said, glancing away from everyone. "But I'm not really sure what it meant."
Rogue had gone over and sat on Patrick's bed, and she let out a yawn. "Well how about yah tell us what yah dreamt about, it mihght help yah make sense of it."
Jean nodded her agreement, but Scott spoke up. "I think it's better if we save the dream sharing until the morning. We're all pretty tired and need some sleep."
Kitty nodded, yawning as well. "Yeah, you can, like, go and see the professor tomorrow or something."
That's quite alright, Kitty. Rogue, Patrick, Austin, and Logan can come and speak with me now. The rest of you can head off to bed. The professor said into all of their heads.
Rogue and Patrick stood up and they all migrated out of Patrick's room. "There's no keeping anything secret from him, is there?" Kitty asked as she walked down the hall.
Jean rolled her eyes in response but walked with her back to the girls side of the hallway.
Rogue, Patrick, Austin, and Logan all walked silently along to the professor's office. None of them really had much to say to the other, but the silence was very uncomfortable for all of them. When they reached the professor's office they all breathed a silent sigh of relief as they entered.
"I hear there was another dream." Xavier stated as they all took seats at the chairs and couches.
Rogue nodded, a small smile on her face. "Yeah, but this tihme it wasn't mah dream."
Xavier nodded, turning to Austin and Patrick, "From what I understand it was the two of you who had the dreams."
Austin and Patrick both nodded uncomfortably. Austin didn't meet the professor's eyes and Patrick just glared at the professor defiantly, like he had gotten in trouble.
Xavier frowned slightly, his attention on the two boys. "There's no need to worry. You're not in trouble, I just simply wish to help you learn more about the dreams that you had."
Patrick smirked at the thought, while Austin glanced away and looked out the window. "Sorry, prof, but I really don' t'ink dat you gon' be able tah help me wit mah dream. Ain't much ta make sense outta it."
Austin nodded, "Yeah, my dream was pretty confusing too."
Logan and Rogue looked at the both of them in confusion. Neither one seemed to understand what could be so confusing about a dream.
"Why don't you just tell us what you saw?" Xavier suggested, looking at Austin. "How about you go first?"
And so that's what Austin did, he told them his dream as best as he could, and explained where he found the dream confusing, because it was like the person he was in the dream wasn't sure what was going on.
Logan, Rogue, and Xavier all seemed surprised by the dream that Austin had. Rogue spoke up, her attention on Austin. "That sounds a lot lihke the dream that I had, except I was the little girl that you were tryhing to protect."
They all seemed confused, and Patrick was now staring out the window, his attention caught on the cat that was sitting on the lawn outside. He didn't think much about the cat, he just didn't want to share with them his dream.
Xavier seemed to pick up on that thought and turned to Patrick. "And what was your dream, then, Patrick?"
Patrick let out a quiet sigh and glanced back at the professor. "Well, mah dream start'd out like dah last one, yah know, dah one where I was dah li'l boy in dah crate. But near dah middle it chang'd, and I had jus' witnessed dah li'l boy from the crate escape, an' I walk'd up tah him, 'cause he was layin' in a pool of blood on dah floor. I 'member askin' if he was alright, and den I brushed hair outta his face, and I 'member dis weird tugging feelin', like I was pulling against sum'tin', and den I was watching dah warehouse from dah outside. After dah police show'd up I left, 'nd dat was deh enda mah dream."
Logan let out an aggravated sigh, his glare on Patrick. "Is it necessary for you to use that accent? You sound like that Cajun Gambit."
Patrick arched an eyebrow, "I don' know if you was tryin' tah make meh mad, but dat was actually a real big compliment for meh. Remy'd love tah know dat you be comparin' meh tah him, he been hopin' dat deh X-Men would t'ink of him when yah heard meh talkin'." He said, a small smile on his face.
Everyone frowned in confusion, looking at Patrick, "What exactly do you mean, Patrick?" Xavier asked, trying to figure out how the boy knew Gambit.
"Well it simple, I grew up wit Gambit an' 'is family. Dat's why I soun' Cajun, is 'cause I met dem when I was 'round deh age o' 6 or so. Gambit been like mah older brother."
Rogue seemed to take that information pretty well, considering the fact that her brother had grown up with the man who had been hitting on her since they met.
Austin was just as confused as before, but that wasn't much of a surprise. He didn't know who many people were, so it wasn't surprising he didn't know Gambit.
Logan didn't seem to like the idea of Patrick growing up with Gambit, he wasn't too fond of Gambit, and that just put a big biased opinion over Patrick as well.
Xavier wasn't opinionated either way. He didn't like to judge mutants based on who they knew, he preferred to look at the sort of things they did and how they behaved to decide how to view them.
Patrick had glanced back to the window, and his eyes widened in surprise when the cat jumped at the window, shape shifting in mid-air until Mystique busted through the window, causing everyone but Patrick to jump.
Woah, what the heck is going on? What's Mystique doing at the mansion? Why did she suddenly decide to break in? Who exactly am I? Why don't I remember more about myself? Why did I wake up in that hospital? What the heck? Why is 2takuya being such a jerk and not telling me the answers? Oh, that hurt, I don't think it was necessary to hit me with your Physics book. Oh yeah, why don't I have an accent or different dialect? I really want to know the answer to that one . . . I mean, I thought I was *muffle muffle* Oh, got in trouble. Austin Rey out!
Don't mind him, Austin's just a bit strange. And he likes to ask questions that give hints as to what's going to happen. Which is why I normally don't let him address all of you, but I thought I'd be a little bit nice today. Patrick's not here right now though, otherwise he'd say a big hey to all of you, he's a little busy trying to explain how it is he knows Remy. But I already have that one figured out, it'll all be revealed and more, you just have to keep reading! 2takuya out.