Disclaimer: As everybody no doubt know, these characters
don't belong to me, but to Marvel Comics. You know who they are,
right?
Other: This is the sequel to And The Charade Goes
On, which is the sequel to Well.. Oh, and
Milli and her brothers still belong to me. ::grin:: Just in case you were
wondering.
Oh Baby!
By Sascha
Remy crossed his arms over his chest and refused to admit that he was
blushing.
"Can.. Can.. You re.. repeat that?" Jean wiped away a tear, but
unfortunately she didn't kill that huge grin on her face at the same
time.
"I'd rather not," Bobby said. He was, for some reason or another,
not blushing at all. He was not even going slightly pink! Unfair! Capital
UN-fair!
"Ah wanna heah it again!" Rogue demanded from where she was
rolling on the floor, clutching her stomach and laughing her ass
off.
"Yeah! Me too!" Jean echoed and looked expectantly at them. With a
huge grin plastered on her face.
Remy sighed. He really wished they would
stop doing that.
Before he or Bobby had the chance to explain things -
again - Scott wandered in to the living room looking puzzled. "Jean? What's so
funny?" Then he noticed Remy. "Oh Remy, can I have my.." Then he noticed Bobby.
He blinked. ".....jacket back?" he finished, looking even more puzzled. "Bobby,
what are you doing with my jacket?"
"Wearing it," was the calm
reply.
Rogue stopped rolling on the floor long enough to grab the remote
and push play again.
"Rogue!" Remy complained. "Have mercy, willya?"
She'd already played that part of the tape eight times before.
"But it's
so .. *sweet*!" She managed to get out before she was overwhelmed by a laughing
fit again.
Jean nodded. "Yeah, it is," she said dreamily. "You two make
such a nice couple. Don't you think so, darling?"
"Huh?" Scott said. He
was staring wide-eyed at the tv screen which was currently showing Bobby and
Remy in the middle of what looked like a rather passionate kiss.
"Bobby,
Remy, aren't they a nice couple?" Jean repeated.
"Eh.." Scott said and
looked from the tv to Remy to Bobby and back at the tv. "Eh.."
"We're
*not* a nice couple! We're not even a couple! Bobby, tell dem!" Now even he
couldn't deny that he was blushing.
"I have. They're ignoring us." Remy
noticed again that Bobby seemed to be amused by it all. "I'm sure they'll come
to their senses when they've humiliated us enough." He moved his hand out of his
pocket and drew it through his hair.
"Look!" Jean squealed. "Rogue,
look!" She pointed at Bobby, who blinked in puzzlement. "They even have matching
rings!"
"They do?" Rogue got up of the floor, walked over at Bobby and
Remy, took a close look at their hands (Remy had to fight the urge to hide his
hands behind his back) and started giggling. "They do! This just keep getting
better and better!"
"Or worse an' worse depending on how you look at it,"
Remy muttered to no-one in particular.
"Oh don't worry, Remy. I'm sure
they'll get tired of this sooner or later," Bobby said reassuringly.
"How
come y're so calm?"
Bobby shrugged. "I dunno. 'Cause things can't get
much worse, I guess."
"Wouldn't bet on dat," Remy said darkly. Something
told him that this was about to get even worse. Whether he had a precognition,
or he was simply pessimistic, he didn't know, but when the doorbell chimed, Remy
just *knew* that that had to be Milli. With or without her brothers. "Don't open
de door!"
Everybody in the living room looked at him.
"Why not?"
Scott asked finally.
"Because it's Milli!"
Bobby went pale at
hearing the dreaded name. "Are you sure? How can you be sure?"
"Milli!"
Jean and Rogue squealed in delight. "It's Milli! C'mon, Jean, we have ta meet
her!" Rogue said and ran out of the living room quickly followed by
Jean.
Bobby and Remy exchanged looks of horror and decided that now was
as good a time as any to disappear quietly in to the night. In other words, they
turned around and ran out the backdoor just as Jean and Rogue opened the front
door to let Milli and two of her brothers in to the house.
"*Where* is
*Bobby*?" The beautiful blonde they recognized from the mall's surveillance tape
asked.
"Are you Milli?" Jean retorted.
"Yes, I *am*. Now *where*
is *Bobby*?" Milli demanded to know.
Rogue blinked and tried to hold back
her laughter. This was just too much! She could hardly wait to see Bobby's face
when he saw her. Or Remy's for that matter.
"Who is that handsome looking
guy?" One of the Milli brothers asked.
"Huh? Who?" Jean turned around and
spotted Scott by the stairs. "Oh him. My husband."
"Too bad. Do you have
a happy marriage then?" He followed Scott with his eyes as Scott hurried up
stairs.
Jean grinned. "Very."
"Damn."
"Chris, *control*
yourself," Milli said. "We're not here so that *you* can find yourself a
*boyfriend*!" She stomped her foot in the ground. "We're here to find
*Bobby*!"
"An' find him yoah will," Rogue said and grinned widely. "He's
in the living room. Just follow me.."
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
"I'm freeee!
I'm freeeeeeeee!" Bobby shouted. He waved cheerily to an elderly couple whom
Remy just drove past. They looked shocked at him.
Remy grinned. "Why do I
get de feelin' dat you weren't as cool 'bout dis as it seemed like back at de
mansion?"
Bobby looked innocently at him. "I have no idea what you're
talking about."
"Of course you don't."
"Okay, wanna hear the
truth?" Remy nodded. "I was this close to fainting when Rogue put on that tape.
By the way, you didn't give it to her did you?" Bobby looked suddenly suspicious
at him.
"Yeah, 'cause I so enjoyed their hysterical laughter and teasing,
didn't I?"
"Guess not."
They were silent for a while, then Bobby
asked: "Where are we going?"
Remy shrugged. "I dunno. I jus' wanted to
get de hell away from Milli an' whatever brothers might be accompanying
her."
"What makes you so sure that whoever was at the door was Milli
anyway?"
"Ever heard of Murphy's law?"
"Which one?"
"De one
about 'If somethin' can go wrong it will, an' at de worst possible moment at
dat'?"
"Oh that one."
"Yup."
"Yeah, I've heard of it. Get
your point. I guess her showing up with her brothers was the only thing that
could make that any worse. Well, except Jubilee showing up, that is." Bobby
shuddered at the thought. "Imagine what she's gonna do when she finds out. She's
never gonna let us live this down, you know."
"I know."
"This
wasn't one of my best ideas ever, was it?"
"Non."
"You want me to
shut up, right?"
"What was your first clue?"
Bobby shut up, and
Remy glanced surprised over at him. Then he shrugged and focused his
concentration on keeping them on the road instead.
5 minutes
later...
"You think she's gone now?"
"It's only been 15 minutes. I
doubt it," Remy replied.
"Oh. Do you mind if I turn on the
radio?"
Remy shook his head. "Non, jus' as long as it's not
country."
Bobby grinned and leaned forwards to turn on the radio. On the
way he somehow managed to brush his hand over Remy's. Remy pretended not to
notice. And besides he hadn't done it purpose, had he?
//---Now to a
caller who has requested this song to be played for her friends who have found
love together. To Remy and Bobby, here's 'You Light Up My Life' by LeAnn Rimes
from Jubilee! Enjoy!//
They both blinked and stared at the radio. "How..?
What..? When..?" Bobby said. Remy just stared, wondering if he'd heard
right.
//So many night I'd sit by my window,
waiting for someone
to sing me his song,
so many dreams I kept deep inside me,
alone in the
dark,
now you've come along,
and you light up my life,
you give me
hope to carry on,
you light up my days
and feed my night with
songs--//
Bobby turned off the radio. "I wonder if Emma would be too
upset if I killed her," he thought out loud.
~end~
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