Chapter 13
Meanwhile Sabertooth had led Gambit and Pyro to a clearing in the woods that gave way to a rocky ledge. The boys exchanged confused looks and then turned towards Sabertooth.
"Turn it on," ordered Creed as he lit as cigar.
"Ok," said Pyro, "Now what?"
"This," said Creed as he shoved Gambit over the ledge.
"AAAAHHHHHHH!"
SPLASH!
Creed had shoved Remy into a small body of water just below the rocky ledge. Water jets narrowly missed Pyro and Sabertooth as Gambit desperately tried to keep his head above water.
Sabertooth rolled his eyes as he blew out a perfect "O" of smoke, "For Christ's sake just stand up, yer in three feet of water!"
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Back at the Institute Rogue was laying face down on her bed. Kitty sat on her own bed pretending to type on her laptop. Glancing over at Rogue every 10 seconds or so.
Finally Rogue felt the need to break the silence, "It's none o' yer fuckin' business!"
"I like didn't ask!" said Kitty indignantly, "Although you could have told me. I mean I like told you everything about me and Lance!"
"You didn't tell me everything about Lance. Everyone was able to figure that one out on their own." said Rogue with her head still buried in her pillow.
"Even so we're still roommates!" Kitty had completely forgotten about her computer at this point.
"Kitty, if Ah had told you, everything. Everyone would have known months ago." said Rogue taking her head out her pillow to look Kitty straight in the eye.
"MONTHS!?" yelled Kitty, "I thought the you two-ya know-was when I had to bust you out of the squad car."
Rogue couldn't help, but burst out laughing at Kitty's logic.
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Magneto had been on the phone for the better part of an hour when Sabertooth, Pyro and Gambit returned. The Master of Magnetism was pacing around the living room while everyone watched from their original seats during the movie. Each was in no mood to make any sudden movements when their boss was talking to Xavier.
Everyone jumped when Magneto slammed the onto the receiver, "Well, Gambit, you've dodged the bullet again-and somehow I'm not surprised." That's when Mags looked up from the phone, "Why are you wet?"
"Jus' got out de shower?" Remy shrugged.
Magneto choosing to ignore the last comment continued, "Seeing that you did complete your original mission and that your relations with Rogue were completely unrelated and did not interfere with the mission; I find no grounds to punish you on."
With that having been said Magneto simply walked back to his office, leaving Remy to drip in the on the carpet.
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"WHAT?!" yelped Scott as he "just happened" to be passing by the Prof.'s office.
"Let me get this straight, Ah'm not gettin' punished?" asked Rogue choosing to ignore Scott.
"Punish you for what? As far as I can tell this is a personal relationship that doesn't interfere with your life with the X-Men." concluded the Professor. "If anything I'm rather worried you felt the need to hide it."
"Can ya blame me with two psychos liahke Cyclops and Wolverine runin' around?!"
"Hey, I resent that!" yelled Scott from the hall.
The professor never losing his composure slammed the door shut with telepathy.
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Later that night Rogue quietly snuck out of bed and arranged her pillows and blanket to appear like she had never left. She slipped on her trench coat and tied it around her waist to conceal the garment underneath. Just as she was about to turn the knob a spotlight surrounded her. She squinted into the light to see Kitty holding a flashlight.
"Damn it, Kitty. Ah almost had a heart attack," whispered Rogue.
"You're not going anywhere until you like tell me?" Kitty whispered harshly.
"Tell you what?" hissed Rogue in a dangerous tone.
"How you and Gambit-" she trailed off.
"And if Ah don't?" asked Rogue.
Kitty smiled wickedly and pulled an air horn out from under her pillow, "Then I wake up the entire institute." she whispered.
"Fahine," Rogue rolled her eyes and walked over to Kitty's bed and placed a small Swiss Army knife in her hand.
Kitty looked at it questioningly.
"A two inch slit in a sheet and a condom. He's on top and Ah'm on the bottom. Happy now?" asked Rogue frowning. (There you have it ladies and gentlemen the answer to the 9th wonder of the world. Am I good or what?! Not to blow my own horn mind you!)
Kitty just gaped at her roommate.
Rogue just rolled her eyes again, took the air horn from Kitty and threw it on her bed before walking out the door and quietly shutting it behind her.
Don't worry the fun's not over yet! Rogue made it all the way down to the kitchen. She walked in and started to go through a small wooden drawer. Her back was towards most of the kitchen. She was looking frantically searching for the motorcycle keys, silently praying that Logan hadn't put them back to his room before he went to bed. The last thing she wanted was steal them off his nightstand and then have to run the risk of putting them back in time before Logan woke up. And of course Logan being Logan, he could wake up at anytime. No telling when one of his bizarro dreams would happen and without a doubt he would want to go for a ride after waking up in a cold sweat
-Long story short the "What if" scenarios with Logan's sleeping patterns were innumerable and if dwelt upon too long blood would shoot out your nose.
Rogue was just about to rip the drawer out a voice came from behind, "Lose somethin', Stripes?"
Rogue Spun around to come face to face with the Wolverine who was on his third beer at that point.
"Jesus, Logan, Ah sweah you just liahke scarin' the livin' hell outta me!"
"Just one of the perks that comes with the job." Responded Logan.
"Well Ah nevah!"
"Spare me. Why are you here?"
"Ah live here." Rogue tried to sound innocent.
"I meant in the kitchen at midnight." said Logan.
"Ah just came down fer a glass of water that's all."
"The faucet is over there, not in the drawer."
"Wow, Ah must be a little more groggy than Ah thought." said Rogue quickly.
"Mind tellin' me why yer wearin' a trench coat if you were only walkin' to the kitchen."
"I was cold!"
"Stripes, that didn't work for Gumbo (Gambit) with Belle and it sure as hell won't work on me.
"Logan. What are you babblin' about?" (Remember she was in the dressing room during Remy and Belle's conversation).
"Never mind," said Logan obviously tiring of the circles the conversation was going in, "Here." He threw the keys to the motorcycle across the room to Rogue.
"Bought Tiahme." Said Rogue catching the keys in midair, "Though I was gonna be stuck here all niahght."
"Oh and Stripes, try to bring him back one of these days." said Logan as he drained the rest of the can.
Once he heard the motorcycle roar off down the road-
SKNIT!
CRASH!
POW!
CRACK!
BAM!
SNAP!
CRUNCH!
"It took you long enough, Logan." thought the Prof as he lay in bed staring up at the ceiling, "I'll call Jean-Luc first thing tomorrow." With that Professor Xavier drifted back to sleep fanaticizing about his new granite top kitchen.
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Rogue killed the engine (not literally!) just on the outskirts of town in the parking lot of the Marriott (Hey Remy can afford it!). She saw his motorcycle parked off to the side and walked into the lobby. Rogue knew almost every staff member by their first name and she also knew Remy would be waiting for her in the presidential suite.
She already had the key card to gain access to the executive levels in her coat pocket as she stepped into the elevator. The doors closed on the lobby and reopened to her room.
Remy was sitting against the headboard shirtless (Woohoo!), watching Scooby Doo and The Boo Brothers on paper view (You know I had to make him watching cartoons!).
"Am ah interruptin' somethin', Sugah?"
Remy looked over and saw her.
*CLICK* The TV screen went black.
"Damn, Cher, you know dis Cajun can't resist a trench coat!"
"If you liahke the coat, you'll love what's undaneith it." she said gingerly tugging at the belt.
"Cher, Remy has a pretty good idea o' what's under de coat." said Gambit as unbuckled his belt.
"Really, because I don't think ya do."
Remy got an evil glint in his eye, "How much you wana bet?"
"If yer riahght you can keep the TV on and watch cartoons while we-" Rogue trailed off.
"And if Remy's wrong, which is highly unlikely (that cocky bastard-sorry no pun intended)?"
"Then next Saturday niahght we spen in yo room back at Buckethead's place. Everyone already knows, so what's the point of driven out here in the middle of the niaght?"
Remy viably paled a little, "Well dere's de turn down service, paper view and of course room service-"
"Are you gonna put yer money where your mouth is or what?" Rogue provoked.
"Madame, Remy LeBeau has never turned down a bet in his life an' he's not about to start. An' Remy's sure you naked under dat coat."
Rogue smirked, "We'll see."
She completely untied the coat and let it cascade to the floor gracefully to reveal a black, see-through 3-piece set of lingerie, which included a thong, corset and insanely short robe with a black satin trim (You know the one from chapter 6-Mwahahahah!).
Remy's mouth dropped.
"You lose, Sugah."
Remy just continued to gape.
"But since Ah'm such a good sport Ah'll let you keep the TV on anyway- Sugah, you ok?" said Rogue as she walked over to bed, picked up the remote and turned the TV back on (Not that Gambit turned to look at the soft glow given off).
Remy swallowed before finding his voice, "Where did you get dat, Cher?"
"Oh, Ah sent Belle back to get it after we came back from shopping that day. Do ya liahke it?"
Poor Gambit was only able to nod his head like an idiot in response, while his eyes nearly popped out of his head.
"Although it was kinda strange, Ah thought Belle would say 'no'. Ah think she said something about a 'future financial investment'."
~FIN~
------- Thank you all once again for being so patient. Next we follow up on Remy's end of the bet in : Hotel Management (Don't worry there's lots more fun in store, not to mention the fact that I'm introducing a few new couples into the chaos). What happens when all of the adults are called away to investigate the Apocalypse? I think you mean to ask, what won't happen?
Meanwhile Sabertooth had led Gambit and Pyro to a clearing in the woods that gave way to a rocky ledge. The boys exchanged confused looks and then turned towards Sabertooth.
"Turn it on," ordered Creed as he lit as cigar.
"Ok," said Pyro, "Now what?"
"This," said Creed as he shoved Gambit over the ledge.
"AAAAHHHHHHH!"
SPLASH!
Creed had shoved Remy into a small body of water just below the rocky ledge. Water jets narrowly missed Pyro and Sabertooth as Gambit desperately tried to keep his head above water.
Sabertooth rolled his eyes as he blew out a perfect "O" of smoke, "For Christ's sake just stand up, yer in three feet of water!"
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Back at the Institute Rogue was laying face down on her bed. Kitty sat on her own bed pretending to type on her laptop. Glancing over at Rogue every 10 seconds or so.
Finally Rogue felt the need to break the silence, "It's none o' yer fuckin' business!"
"I like didn't ask!" said Kitty indignantly, "Although you could have told me. I mean I like told you everything about me and Lance!"
"You didn't tell me everything about Lance. Everyone was able to figure that one out on their own." said Rogue with her head still buried in her pillow.
"Even so we're still roommates!" Kitty had completely forgotten about her computer at this point.
"Kitty, if Ah had told you, everything. Everyone would have known months ago." said Rogue taking her head out her pillow to look Kitty straight in the eye.
"MONTHS!?" yelled Kitty, "I thought the you two-ya know-was when I had to bust you out of the squad car."
Rogue couldn't help, but burst out laughing at Kitty's logic.
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Magneto had been on the phone for the better part of an hour when Sabertooth, Pyro and Gambit returned. The Master of Magnetism was pacing around the living room while everyone watched from their original seats during the movie. Each was in no mood to make any sudden movements when their boss was talking to Xavier.
Everyone jumped when Magneto slammed the onto the receiver, "Well, Gambit, you've dodged the bullet again-and somehow I'm not surprised." That's when Mags looked up from the phone, "Why are you wet?"
"Jus' got out de shower?" Remy shrugged.
Magneto choosing to ignore the last comment continued, "Seeing that you did complete your original mission and that your relations with Rogue were completely unrelated and did not interfere with the mission; I find no grounds to punish you on."
With that having been said Magneto simply walked back to his office, leaving Remy to drip in the on the carpet.
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"WHAT?!" yelped Scott as he "just happened" to be passing by the Prof.'s office.
"Let me get this straight, Ah'm not gettin' punished?" asked Rogue choosing to ignore Scott.
"Punish you for what? As far as I can tell this is a personal relationship that doesn't interfere with your life with the X-Men." concluded the Professor. "If anything I'm rather worried you felt the need to hide it."
"Can ya blame me with two psychos liahke Cyclops and Wolverine runin' around?!"
"Hey, I resent that!" yelled Scott from the hall.
The professor never losing his composure slammed the door shut with telepathy.
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Later that night Rogue quietly snuck out of bed and arranged her pillows and blanket to appear like she had never left. She slipped on her trench coat and tied it around her waist to conceal the garment underneath. Just as she was about to turn the knob a spotlight surrounded her. She squinted into the light to see Kitty holding a flashlight.
"Damn it, Kitty. Ah almost had a heart attack," whispered Rogue.
"You're not going anywhere until you like tell me?" Kitty whispered harshly.
"Tell you what?" hissed Rogue in a dangerous tone.
"How you and Gambit-" she trailed off.
"And if Ah don't?" asked Rogue.
Kitty smiled wickedly and pulled an air horn out from under her pillow, "Then I wake up the entire institute." she whispered.
"Fahine," Rogue rolled her eyes and walked over to Kitty's bed and placed a small Swiss Army knife in her hand.
Kitty looked at it questioningly.
"A two inch slit in a sheet and a condom. He's on top and Ah'm on the bottom. Happy now?" asked Rogue frowning. (There you have it ladies and gentlemen the answer to the 9th wonder of the world. Am I good or what?! Not to blow my own horn mind you!)
Kitty just gaped at her roommate.
Rogue just rolled her eyes again, took the air horn from Kitty and threw it on her bed before walking out the door and quietly shutting it behind her.
Don't worry the fun's not over yet! Rogue made it all the way down to the kitchen. She walked in and started to go through a small wooden drawer. Her back was towards most of the kitchen. She was looking frantically searching for the motorcycle keys, silently praying that Logan hadn't put them back to his room before he went to bed. The last thing she wanted was steal them off his nightstand and then have to run the risk of putting them back in time before Logan woke up. And of course Logan being Logan, he could wake up at anytime. No telling when one of his bizarro dreams would happen and without a doubt he would want to go for a ride after waking up in a cold sweat
-Long story short the "What if" scenarios with Logan's sleeping patterns were innumerable and if dwelt upon too long blood would shoot out your nose.
Rogue was just about to rip the drawer out a voice came from behind, "Lose somethin', Stripes?"
Rogue Spun around to come face to face with the Wolverine who was on his third beer at that point.
"Jesus, Logan, Ah sweah you just liahke scarin' the livin' hell outta me!"
"Just one of the perks that comes with the job." Responded Logan.
"Well Ah nevah!"
"Spare me. Why are you here?"
"Ah live here." Rogue tried to sound innocent.
"I meant in the kitchen at midnight." said Logan.
"Ah just came down fer a glass of water that's all."
"The faucet is over there, not in the drawer."
"Wow, Ah must be a little more groggy than Ah thought." said Rogue quickly.
"Mind tellin' me why yer wearin' a trench coat if you were only walkin' to the kitchen."
"I was cold!"
"Stripes, that didn't work for Gumbo (Gambit) with Belle and it sure as hell won't work on me.
"Logan. What are you babblin' about?" (Remember she was in the dressing room during Remy and Belle's conversation).
"Never mind," said Logan obviously tiring of the circles the conversation was going in, "Here." He threw the keys to the motorcycle across the room to Rogue.
"Bought Tiahme." Said Rogue catching the keys in midair, "Though I was gonna be stuck here all niahght."
"Oh and Stripes, try to bring him back one of these days." said Logan as he drained the rest of the can.
Once he heard the motorcycle roar off down the road-
SKNIT!
CRASH!
POW!
CRACK!
BAM!
SNAP!
CRUNCH!
"It took you long enough, Logan." thought the Prof as he lay in bed staring up at the ceiling, "I'll call Jean-Luc first thing tomorrow." With that Professor Xavier drifted back to sleep fanaticizing about his new granite top kitchen.
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Rogue killed the engine (not literally!) just on the outskirts of town in the parking lot of the Marriott (Hey Remy can afford it!). She saw his motorcycle parked off to the side and walked into the lobby. Rogue knew almost every staff member by their first name and she also knew Remy would be waiting for her in the presidential suite.
She already had the key card to gain access to the executive levels in her coat pocket as she stepped into the elevator. The doors closed on the lobby and reopened to her room.
Remy was sitting against the headboard shirtless (Woohoo!), watching Scooby Doo and The Boo Brothers on paper view (You know I had to make him watching cartoons!).
"Am ah interruptin' somethin', Sugah?"
Remy looked over and saw her.
*CLICK* The TV screen went black.
"Damn, Cher, you know dis Cajun can't resist a trench coat!"
"If you liahke the coat, you'll love what's undaneith it." she said gingerly tugging at the belt.
"Cher, Remy has a pretty good idea o' what's under de coat." said Gambit as unbuckled his belt.
"Really, because I don't think ya do."
Remy got an evil glint in his eye, "How much you wana bet?"
"If yer riahght you can keep the TV on and watch cartoons while we-" Rogue trailed off.
"And if Remy's wrong, which is highly unlikely (that cocky bastard-sorry no pun intended)?"
"Then next Saturday niahght we spen in yo room back at Buckethead's place. Everyone already knows, so what's the point of driven out here in the middle of the niaght?"
Remy viably paled a little, "Well dere's de turn down service, paper view and of course room service-"
"Are you gonna put yer money where your mouth is or what?" Rogue provoked.
"Madame, Remy LeBeau has never turned down a bet in his life an' he's not about to start. An' Remy's sure you naked under dat coat."
Rogue smirked, "We'll see."
She completely untied the coat and let it cascade to the floor gracefully to reveal a black, see-through 3-piece set of lingerie, which included a thong, corset and insanely short robe with a black satin trim (You know the one from chapter 6-Mwahahahah!).
Remy's mouth dropped.
"You lose, Sugah."
Remy just continued to gape.
"But since Ah'm such a good sport Ah'll let you keep the TV on anyway- Sugah, you ok?" said Rogue as she walked over to bed, picked up the remote and turned the TV back on (Not that Gambit turned to look at the soft glow given off).
Remy swallowed before finding his voice, "Where did you get dat, Cher?"
"Oh, Ah sent Belle back to get it after we came back from shopping that day. Do ya liahke it?"
Poor Gambit was only able to nod his head like an idiot in response, while his eyes nearly popped out of his head.
"Although it was kinda strange, Ah thought Belle would say 'no'. Ah think she said something about a 'future financial investment'."
~FIN~
------- Thank you all once again for being so patient. Next we follow up on Remy's end of the bet in : Hotel Management (Don't worry there's lots more fun in store, not to mention the fact that I'm introducing a few new couples into the chaos). What happens when all of the adults are called away to investigate the Apocalypse? I think you mean to ask, what won't happen?