Chapter 2. Good morning, sunshine!
The darkness surrounded her. She was in the air, like in vacuum.
"What’s going on?" Her tongue didn’t want to move.
The sound of her voice like a sea wave knocked against the wall of emptiness and hundredfold increased, deafened the girl with its peal. Rogue grasped her aching head. Then she heard a thunder.
"Stop!", yet the thunder didn’t calm down; instead it came with another force.
Someone grabbed her covered hand.
читать дальше"Stripes! We are leaving in five minutes! Get ready!" The owner of the thunder voice left.
Rogue opened her eyes and shut it immediately. The morning light blinded her.
She groaned. "What tha hell happened yesterday?" She was so thirsty, and her headache was killing her!
Rogue got up and wandered to her night table and dried up her decanter. Putting the decanter on the table she saw her reflection in the mirror and gaped in shock. Her hair were messed up, her mascara ruined by her pillow maybe.
Her was face paler then ever before in her life. Her close… Her favorite shirt was replaced with paletot.
"Where tha HELL is my SHIRT!" the rest of her clothing was what she was dressed in yesterday. "How did Ah get to tha hotel?" Rogue passed her hand over her forehead and gasped, "OH MY GOD!"
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"Had a nice sleep?" Henry asked his brother in strangely sweet voice. They were sitting in café at the table opposite each other. Remy had drunk three cups of espresso and now was sitting with a frown. His head felt like it was splitting.
Earlier that morning his brother had dragged him out of their hotel and to this cafe. Remy fidgeted feeling uncomfortable without his coat.
"What happened yesterday?"
"Nothing, it was just like previous days, excepté your little announcement before you blacked out."
Remy confused, looked at his brother. Henry passed him a piece of paper.
"Que?" Remy shocked stared at the paper. "How? When??"
"Yesterday night. I suppose after the seventh glass of scotch…"
"Who is she? Where is she??"
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"O Gawd, O Gawd!" Rogue was going around in circles. "This is no happening!" She looked at her ring finger and screamed in horror. "How? When?" She nervously massaged her temples. "Ah’m going crazy!"
"Rogue!" She jumped. "Are you all right?" Scott asked from the other side of the door.
"Yes! Ah’ll be down in a minute!"
"Okay, we are waiting." And he left.
"O my Gawd, what am Ah gonna do?" Rogue desperately looked at herself in the mirror and she could swear that her reflection said: "Ah am doomed."
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"I can’t believe you don’t remember anything?!" exclaimed Henry. They left the club where they were yesterday. All the waitress could tell them was: "She was Goth. You know: one of those weirdoes?"
"We got to find her as soon as possible! De wedding be in a week! De Rippers’ll be very ticked off." Henry told as they were heading nowhere in particular. "We need to call de Guild." Remy stopped at mid air and looked at his brother.
"Non. First we need to go to dis church." Remy was ready to do anything, just to avoid telling Jean-Luc that his son ‘found’ a new way to escape this marriage.
This all was getting too distressing. Remy was more then happy when the LeBeau family took him in. They taught him to be the best thief. Now? He was only twenty-one and he didn’t want to get bonded to anyone ‘till the death did they part’ yet.
Remy chuckled. Looks like he was already bonded with someone. The only question is: Who is the lucky lady?
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Meanwhile, on the Blackbird on the way to New York.
‘How could this happen?? Rogue blankly stared nowhere in particular. Ah shouldn’t have drunk so much! Especially after the painkillers’, she mentally slapped her head.
‘You, like, shouldn’t be drinking at all!’ Kitty told her.
‘Oh, shut up, Kitty-Kat! Ah have a headache.’ Rogue put up her mental walls and blocked Kitty’s psyche, which at that moment was playing in her conscience. ‘What am Ah gonna do? Ah’m married!?’
Rogue looked around to make sure no one looked at her. Kitty, Amara and Tabitha were chatting and giggling about last night. Scott whispered something in Jean’s ear that made her giggle. Bobby and Kurt were arguing about anything and nothing. Ororo was driving the plane, and the Prof. and Logan were discussing something.
Making sure that everyone was busy; Rogue took off her glove and looked at the ring. It was made of some kind dark almost black metal. Froufrou was covering her pale finger like the limbs of willow-tree. At the center there was big deep red stone, burning like a fire,or sunshine. It reminded her of something, or someone? Rogue shook her head. She really shouldn’t drink so much!
At the other side of the ring she saw inscription: "Le Diable Blanch". She decided to take the ring off to take a better view, but it wouidn’t come off.
‘What tha Hell??’ She tried once more, but it looked like the ring got stuck and the harder she tried to take it off the more persistent it was.
"Everyone, get ready! We are landing." Ororo’s voice brought Rogue back to reality.
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"And you married two strange, drunk people to each other?" Remy asked through gritted teeth to the priest who at that exact moment wore an Elvis costume.
"I have been doing this for ten years," the man answered indifferently. "If you’re not satisfied with that hot one," he sent Remy a knowing look "the divorce can be arranged two floors above."
"Did she said sometin’?? Anitin’?"
"Well, nothing except "Ah do"!" Elvis burst out laughing with his new joke.
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Люди Икс: Эволюция,
The Jokes of Life