Не долго думая, я решила опубликовать здесь один из своих фанфов. Но (ха!) он на английском языке! т.к. писался он для англоязычной аудитории. И выложен туточки.
Фанф написан по м/с Люди Икс: Эволюция. Если наберется 2 человека, желающие причитать фик, но они не знают английского, то я обещаю перевести его на русский язык.

Название: The Jokes of Life
Рейтинг: М
Пэйринг: Гамбит/Роуг
Любофф + Комедия

Chapter 1. The Meeting.

Rogue was lying on her back on her bed in hotel room which she sheared with Kitty. All parts of her body ached. She wanted only one thing right now – long deep sleep. At least till the moment when Logan knocks at the door of her room in five minutes before their leaving back to New York. Rogue with all her hart hoped that in next few hours no one’ll interrupt her.

Eight hours ago Prof. Xavier told his Xmen to drop all their business, get dressed in their uniforms and get in to the Blackbird. They flew to the LasVegas looking for new antimutant group called the Friends Of Humanity. Now, having saved innocent people and having stopped the “bad gyese”, Prof. gave to his heroes one day-off. Kurt and Bobby took Scott to the casino, Ororo, Xavier and Logan went to the restaurant and the rest of them (all the girls except Rogue of cause) went for shopping.

Rogue angrily roared in her pillow. Why is she here anyway? She’s been at Xavier’s school for gifted for two years already hoping to get control of her powers. To be able to touch someone not sending the person to coma… Two years… Maybe Irene was right making the girl to cover herself and wear the gloves because of her “skin condition”. Another way it would have been more torture for her… Seeing everybody touching each other, hugging, kissing… In the Mansion when Rogue enters the room all the talks stopped, Scott and Jean leave for another place remembering about “forgotten things”… to go there where SHE wouldn’t bother them… Rogues crush on Scott had passed long ago, she can deal with that. But feeling everyone’s at the Mansion sorry for her, seeing heir’s playing like there is no touch in the nature made her angrier. She hated pity, sorry. She was the Rogue.

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