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Written by K-Nice
Last updated: 01/02/2007 02:01:11 AM

Chapter 1

Hey."

". . ."

"So, um . . ."

". . ."

"What do you want me to say? I'm sorry?"

"Yeah, well, that would be nice."

"What, so you can humiliate me, tear me down more dan you do already? I don' need dat, chere."

"No! So we can put it behind us and move on."

". . ."

"You cain't say it, can ya. Yah such a jerk that you cain't even say your sorry. Then forget it. Jus' forget the whole thing--forget I mentioned it."

". . .Don' go. Alright, I'm sorry."

"Yeah, sure."

"No, really, Chere, I'm sorry."

"Uh huh. Ah can jus' tell. It must be tearing you up inside."

"Jus' shut up okay. What do you want from me, Rogue? What do you expect me to do?"

"Be honest."

". . ."

"It's no big deal."

"Why did you ask me if it's no big deal?"

"Ah was jus' wonderin', Remy, that's all."

"Well, dat's a strange t'ing to be 'no big deal.'"

"Lissen, are you gonna tell me or not, 'cause Ah got lunch duty. Ah don't have time to play yah little mind games."

"Look who's talkin', Rogue. Ya wanna talk about mind games, how 'bout dis: Askin' me a question like dat an' den actin' like you don' care. Dat's a mind game, chere. You an expert."

"So answer the question!"

"Fine, you wan' an answer: Oui, yes, yeah, dat's right I do, what of it?"

". . . "

". . ."

"Ah gotta go."

"Zut!"

"What do ya mean by that?"

"What do I mean by dat?!? I mean dat ya're a self-centered little girl who t'inks de whole world is against 'er. Lemme tell ya somet'in chere: mosta de world don' care one way or atotha 'bout you, so get over it!"

"Get ovah it! GET OVAH IT! Ah'll show you get ovah it, you lousy lying Cajun ba--"

"Gambit, Rogue! Danger Room now, and I don't want to here another word out of either of you. Got it?"

"Yeah, Cyke."

"Whatevah, homme."