Care For A Cherry Cola?

January 10, 2017:

Nancy and Anne-Marie go down to visit Hank at his lab and are later joined by Kurt. Nancy's blood is extracted, Kurt faints and much zaniness ensues

Dr. McCoy's Lab

The lab of Beast, aka Dr. Hank McCoy, in which he does he many experiments and inventions for the X-Men. Med-beds, beakers, things that look like microwaves but they freeze things instead of heat things. A nerd's wet dream.

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Fade In…

Nancy walks along side Marie through the halls of the mansion, the two women talking about all the things that have happened since they saw each other last. "I can't believe I get accepted into Columbia for their Social Work program and here I am, not even a month into it, and I'm quitting. Still, Hank is right. My music… Oh, I forgot to tell you. Hank and I kissed and made up. We're not going to kill each other any time soon."

Nan talks around her ever-present lollipop, her hands expressively gesturing with her words.

**

Rogue walked along with the other and grinned at Nancy's words. She was wearing a zipped-up Xavier hoodie, blue jeans and some green/black running shoes, with black gloves on her hands today and her hair was brushed straight and finely kept (rather than a wild mess it often is), draped down the right side of her face with the left side tucked behind her ear.

"Ya'll kissed?" She asked over at Nancy with a grin. "Well, ain't that some sizzlin' news… My ears are burnin' t'hear the rest of it." She lightly bumped shoulders with Nancy then to give her a teasing nudge. "I'm glad ya ain't gonna kill each othe'ah though… I get all sad faced when people I like, don't like one anothe'ah. And don't fret on the Columbia thing, we're all way bette'ah t'be around than a buncha a snobby college punks."

**

Nancy laughs and shakes her head. "Not actually kissed, you goon!" she replies. Nancy is dressed like, well Nancy. Black, sexy, with just a splash of colour. Today's color is blue, the same shade as Beast's fur oddly enough. "I meant that we buried the hatchet. And not in each other's skulls. We just realized that I was angry and he was stressed and so we butted heads. And I promised to stop flirting with him."

The goth shrugs, turning the corner to head towards Dr. McCoy's lab. She pulls her lollipop free, gesturing with it as she talks. "I still think he's cute as hell, but I'm not his type and 'sides, I don't know if I'm ready for anything after Bobby and I doubt that Hank is the friends with benefits type."

**

Rogue turned the corner with Nancy and she passed by a group of older students, she reached out and plucked the Boston Bruins hat off of the tallest of the boys who was wearing it and she put it on her own head, smiled at the student as he started after her, she tossed it back to him then and he said a few teasing remarks at her.

Rogue turned back to Nancy then. "Why would ya not go straight for the tongue down his throat approach?" She asked Nan then. "I mean… forget about Bobby, thats done'n in the past. Time t'move forward n'enjoy life here'n now before we look in the mirror and find out we're old hags'n such." She shrugged her shoulders and then pushed her hoodie sleeves up to her elbows, not that it did much good in relieving heat, cause her black gloves went all the way up to her elbows too.

"I mean, if ya like him even a little… I'd do it if I could. But, maybe I'm full'a shit, since everyone knows thats something I can't really do. Thats a distinct 'probability', as Hanky would say."

**

"Personal scientific log entry #779f. So far the parmiters of the experiment have gone exactlly as I had antisipated and I am ready to add the Phosphoric Acid solution to the mixture. It should be fairly noted it was at this point that experement #779e experienced catastrophic failure." The man slowly allows a stream of yellowish liquid into a boiling beaker of brown. The reaction is…energetic, but it doesn't boil over and this seems to please the scientist immencely. "Will now lower the tempture of the solution to approximately one degree celcius." Which he does by putting it in a machine that looks remarkably like a microwave for thirty seconds. He then takes it out, frost clinging to the beaker and takes a few deep breaths. "To this point all markers and parameters have been met. The last remaining test is…self administration." And with that he takes a large drink from the beaker…smacks his lips a few times and nods with apparent satisfaction. "Experiment #779f is a success. Save and log file." It is at this point he sees the women entering. He offers them a broad smile and says "Rogue! Nancy! Would you care for a Cherry Cola?" He offers up the beaker.

**

"Marie! We just got to the point where he's not rolling his eyes when I walk in a room and trying to avoid me and finding other science-y guys for me to date. I think my tongue down his throat, while it might be fun, might not be the best way for me to stay friends with him. And frankly, I'd rather be his friend then have him hating me." She pops her lolly back in her mouth.

Gesturing to his lab. "I promised Hank some more of my blood. He started using it before I left to try an make a device that turns off powers." They walk in just as Hank is drinking from the beaker. "Hank!" she calls out with worry, knowing that self administration was how he got blue and furry in the first place. When he offers the cola, she gives him and angry look and a smile. She takes the flask and removes her lolly. "You drive me crazy."

**

Rogue was giggling like a goof after Nancy declared her name in shock at what she'd said.. it'd bee precisely the reaction that the southern belle had hoped for. "Fine fine…" She said with a follow-up huff. "I'm just sayin' … think about it. For when the time is right."

"Wait, a device to shut off powers? Like somethin' I could carry around with me?" Rogue's eyes went wider then. "Ya'll are gettin' april fools jokes outta the way early this year, ain't ya…" She muttered that last part and then she could hear Hank's voice from his office and it got a smirk on her red painted lips. "Sounds like sleep medicine t'me…"

But when they got within ear shot of Hank, Rogue raised up her right gloved hand and waved it at the Doc and gave him a big happy smile. "I would -love- one!" She said in regards to the cherry cola.

**

Beast quickly puts three more "samples" into the chiller and thirty seconds later it's "Dr. Hank's Cherry Flavored Sodas", he smiles easily looking at the two women, "I only request critical honesty. I have been trying to balance the Cherry, Vanilla, and Cola flavors and frankly I personally believe this batch is a little strong on the cherry." He offers, adding to Nancy "I assume you are here for your blood extraction?"

**

Taking the offered cola, Nancy rubs her tongue over her teeth to cleanse her palate. Hank wants an honest opinion and when it comes to sweet, sugary goodness, Nancy is an expert. She sniffs at it, looks at it, even twirls it in the beaker as if it were a fine wine at a tasting. She takes a sip, looking thoughtful and finally nods. "A little too much cherry, you're right. Not bad, but you need a hint more vanilla to balance it out so the cola shows through."

Her duty as taste tester done, she holds out her arm. "Ready for my extraction, doctor. Just leave me some."

**

"Just like me." Rogue said in a sultry-hued voice in response to Hank's summation of his cola-mixture.

And unlike Nancy, Rogue walks over to a counter and easily hop/hovers her way to sitting her butt down on the corner of it. A moment later she lifts the cola up and just downs a big taste. Two or three seconds Rogue blinks her eyes. "Needs rum." She says, huffs out a heavy sigh and then laughs a little. "I'm kiddin', I love it. The kids around here are gonna start houndin' ya for big o' bottles of it."

Rogue swung her feet gently where she sat on the corner of the counter. "Sweet Nance here said you'n she is workin' on a 'cure' for me? I'm so flatte'ahed by ya'lls desire t'help lil' ol me out." She placed her left hand onto her chest and feigned light headedness. Its true, she was being a goofus at the moment. Sign of a Rogue in a good mood.

**

Beast smiles at Nancy. "Indubidibly." He says gesturing to a chair next to a large machince with tubes extending to a needle. "I cannot support or endorse adding alcohol to my beverage, Rogue. The word Intoxicate contains the root Toxic for a very good reason." PSA out of the way he offers a smile to Nancy, "So what is going to happen is this machine will draw about a quart of blood from your body in about one half pint cycles. It will then spin the blood into a centerfuge, returning the plasma to your body through this tube, while reserving the redbood cells, white blood cells and platlets. When it is all done you will have nearly all your plasma, the fluid of your blood, back and I will have about a cup and a half of redpack blood, which has all the markers I need." He says pleasently. To Rogue he adds, "Not a cure perhaps. At this stage permanent effects are likely out of reach. But a short term nullification field exists entirely within the realm of possibility.

**

"You know, I looked that word up," says Nancy. "Without a doubt. So why not just say without a doubt. It's more words, but it's less syllables." She sits herself down and rolls up her sleeve. She looks to Hank as he starts explaining the process, biting at her lower lip. She nods in confusion, not quite sure what he said. "Okay, so blood comes out and … I trust you know what you're doing."

**

Rogue sipped the soda and listened to them, swinging her feet with pent-up energy that was in abundance with her until around 11pm when she went into Rogue-shutdown-mode usually.

"A null… if… cation, field." She repeated Hank's words, poorly. "WEll, so long as I can take it with me to bed, maybe in the showe'ah too… and the laundry room, maybe the back seat of a car, or a movie theate'ah." She grinned, cleared her throat. "Public restroom somewhere, ew, hah… still though…" She was kind of talking to herself at this point, various random thoughts popping into her head from her own mind and the memories of all the people she'd absorbed through the years, those people had all had their little moments of fun and she had the memories of it but it wasn't quite 'hers'.

Rogue looked back at the two of them. "But hey, if it don't work, I won't shed a tear. I'll just keep, ya know, doin' what I do… solo style, yo. Chewbacca!" Random thoughts, all the time.

**

Beast raises an eyebrow, "Indubitibly?" he asks, as a responce to Nancy's question, tying surgical tubing around her arm to aid in hitting the vein. "Serveral reasons. The first and foremost being that I in fact enjoy saying the word. It is, while perhaps not unique to my own speech, a rarity enough that one does not experience it often outside of my company." As he speaks, he effortlessly slides the needle into her vein, completely painless. "Secondly, for the very reason you yourself gave. Using words that people are unfamilier with causes the nessicary reaction in some to broaden their own vocabularies, looking new words up and finding interesting ways to convay old ideas. Tertiarily, It's worth 114 points in Scrabble if you can make it cross a triple and double word score tile." He releases the tubing and the blood begins to flow into the machine. He eyes Rogue questionally as she says what /she/ would use the Nul-Field generator for… and with a certain measure of sympathy says, "Perhaps I can adapt existing technology to be of some sort of…carnal assistance to you Marie, if you are inclined to take such?"

**

Looking over to Rogue with a grin as she describes all the places she wants to use the possible nullification device. "You mean you won't need me any more? I won't have to listen to you and the hottie history teacher talk about "possibilities"?" She even puts in the air quotes.

Watching as Dr. McCoy prepares her arm for the needle, she sighs softly with a smile while he talks. She chuckles and shakes her head. "I will *never* play scrabble with you. Ever." She gives Hank a nudge. "Her room is next to mine. My bed up against the wall so she can use me while I'm sleeping. I feel so objectified."

**

Rogue is seated on the edge of one of the counter's in Hank's lab. She's got her feet dangling over the edge and swinging them lightly while holding onto a beaker with what looks like soda inside of it. Nancy is hooked up to a machine with Hank about to draw blood from her.

Rogue laughed at what both of them said. She responded to Hank firstly though. "I don't know what the hell you just said, Beasty-baby… but sign me up for it." She grinned big at him and then sipped her drink and looked to Nancy. "Me'n Stabby talked about it… we don't think its a good idea, not yet anyway. Maybe in the future, but we need t'get to know each othe'ah a bit more. Which means, it ain't neve'ah gonna happen. I know men well enough t'know when they ain't interested." She nodded her head and watched them do their science thing.

**

Beast raises an eyebrow at both of them and says to Nancy "It is hardly my quandry that you are unable to extrapolate the definition of my verbose dialect without the direct assistance of various internet dictionary proxy devices." He says this however with a bit of a smirk, obviously trying to yank her chain. To Rogue he simply says, "Come see me later. I think I have something I can show you."

**

Nancy, the newest member of the teaching faculty and X-Men, is sitting by a machine which is attatched to her via a tube, red with her blood. As Hank speaks, using his antiquated vernacular, the goth looks at him with a shiver. "You are an evil man, Dr. McCoy. Evil to your very core."

**

-BAMF- the smell of sulfer fills the air as Kurt appears a box in his hands. "Doctor, zis came fer youse." he tells him through his thick german accent. He blinks as he notices the tube of red and his face goes pale he quickly shoves the box into Rogue's hands before literally going backward fainting to the floor with a thump.

**

Rogue grinned ear to ear and she nodded her head. "Sure thing, Doc. If you say so." She kept swinging her feet and watch the two of them do their stuff, enjoying the back and forth of Nancy and Hank quite a bit. She'd say something that would make them both uncomfortable, but her little sliver of 'better judgement' was keeping her from doing-so.

AND THEN KURT HAPPENED! And Rogue ended up with a box in her hands and a blue fuzzy elfman sprawled out on the floor beside the counter she was sitting on. "Holy Fazzolis." Anna-Marie uttered, and then waved her hand in front of her face. "That smell, yo. And, Hi Kurt!" She said, looking down at him. "Are you dead? I hope not…"

**

"Oh my stars and Garters." He says releasing Nancy's arm gently and admonishing her "Do not move." Then bounds over to the sticken blue Elf and rasies him onto one of the Med-Beds to check his vitals. "I think he simply fainted." He says quickly to the women, though he continues to check the actual readings agienst Kurt's last physical.

**

"So, Stabby McHotness doesn't wanna get on the Rogue-train with me listening in in the next room? Pity. I was looking forward to the show." Nancy's grin has that lop-sided quirk in the corner as she teases Rogue. She pops her lollipop back in her mouth.

Kurt comes in and then faints at the sight of the needle. "And this is likely why I'm not allowed to use my guns. Fainting X-Men in the field would be bad."

**

It takes a moment but Kurt starts to rouse awake at least. Openig his eyes he can see Beast looking him over a such, "Fuzzy smurf or is it an overgrown furby." he laughs deeply at this finding it more amusing than it likely is before noticing Rogue and then the other now blushing deeply. "Dere ere gurls en here." he tells Hank as if he likely doesn't know.

**

Rogue grinned at Nancy and she shrugged her shoulders. "I guess they're more about me keepin' the boys away then just my lame mutation. Maybe I smell, or am uglier than I think. Not sure which." She then sat her drink beaker aside and lifted the box up to start to visibily inspect it while Hank tended to Kurt on the medbed. "What have we got here…." She quietly muttered while turning the box end over end and staring at its surface for a label. "I really should absorb someone who's got the ability t'see through this lame cardboard…"5r
Rogue then eyed Kurt and she smirked. "You bette'ah not have fainted cause you saw girls in here, Mistah, cause that'd be about the lamest reason t'faint eve'ah. Sides, ya know all the ladies love ya."

**

Nancy looks down at herself when Kurt mentions that there are women in the lab, checking out her breasts. "Goodness! Where did those come from?!" she states as if truly shocked, looking up to Anna-Marie with her mock surprise before busting out into giggles. "Considering those little imps of his have been trying to steal the contents of my panty drawer, the fact he's this shy is adorable as hell."

**

Kurt blushes deeply at this now and closes his eyes. He breathes a few times deeply in and out. Did she really say someone was stealing her womanly under garments? Blushing deeply now he keeps his eyes closed or at least tries too.

**

Rogue hopped off the counter and she headed over toward Hank's desk where she deposited the cardboard box and tried to be gentle with it. She figured that there might be breakables in that thing and didn't want to have Beasty be all sad if she'd busted it.

Turning around then, Rogue looked to the others. "I'm not sure Kurt is feelin' all that well. Maybe he hasn't had any food t'eat or something. We should start an IV-line and start givin' him some liquified food to get him back to full health." She grinned. "Thats how doctorin' works, right?"

**

That is, in point of fact, not how Doctoring works Rogue." He says with an exasperated sigh, "It is hardly Kurt's fault that he has a certain phobia to needles and or blood." he offers a hand to help Kurt sit up and says, "I am merely withdrawing some Red Blood cells from Ms. O'Neal. Nothing to be overly concerned about. Now would you like a Cherry Cola?" He asks, going over to open his package.

**

Nancy has behaved herself and hasn't moved, just as the doctor ordered. She just sits and sucks on her lollipop, watching the blue boys on the other side of the room. "Hey, I know what would be a good distraction," she says over to Rogue. "You ever see Sleeping Beauty? With the dress that changes from blue to pink?" Nan points over to the menfolk and pushes her nullification field on and off of them, yo-yo'ing it back and forth so that at least Hank switches from blue and furry to pink and normal.

**

Rogue furrowed her brow at Hank's response to her about how to be a good doctor. "Hey, I watched Grey's Anatomy… I got this." She teased the smart man lightly. "Ya want a soda Kurt? I'll get you a soda…" And she walked to where Hank had gotten the ones for her and Nancy, picking one up. "I hope this is the same thing, and not like… ebola or somethin'." She then turned and saw Nancy's little gag in-play and it made her laugh. "Oh god… thats just weird… That can't feel quite right."

Rogue brought the soda to Kurt and offered it to him with a smile. "Here you go, Cloudy."

**

Kurt sits up as Hank helps to and nods to the suggestion of cherry cola. He can't look at Nancy because then he'd see the blood and likely faint again. Reaching out he takes the can looking it over to be sure she didn't grab from the wrong friedge, besides Hank would likely leave that locked up. Opening it the contents sprays out a bit into his face he turns it towards Rogue as well.

**

Beast sighs, giving Nancy a look of mild but amused exasperation, made especially evident by the fact he had just tried to run his claw over the tape, only for said claw to turn into a normal ineffective fingernail. "It's… disorientating at the very least." He says picking up a scalpel to slice through the tape and find out what the Mail fairy brought him.

**

Nancy smiles to Hank, that impish lop-sided grin of hers, batting her eyes as she feigns innocence. She does stop forcing her power onto others though and pulls it back to the tightest she can. "I'll be good. Mostly. Maybe. Well, until next time, that is."

**

Rogue laughed at Kurt got soda all over himself and she there-after groaned. "No…." She said with a strained voice. "Silly Kurt, thats not how you drink things!" She grabbed his soda and lifted it up to her lips and took a swig and then handed it back toward him! "Ya do it like that, ya big goof!"

Turning then, Rogue walked back over to the counter where she'd previously been perched and slid herself back up onto it. "Nancy's blood…" She said in an ominous voice while eyeing the woman, trying to simulate the voice of those movie trailer narrators. "Its the key to unlocking everything… Everything related to Anna-Marie finally havin' a good friday night… Nancy's Blood… coming soon to a theater near you!"

**

Kurt takes the soda back and begins drinking while listening to what Rogue begins to say. Lowering the can his cheeks are filled with soda and he finally spews it out towards her at the mention of blood. Staring at the can he tosses it down now holding his stomach fearing he just drank nancy's blood, "I em not a vampyre!" he stands up and BAMFS out then reapears his head hanging in a trashcan while releasing his insides into it.

**

Beast sighs with a bit of annoyance as Kurt sprays his lab with his soda…that Hank spent days perfecting the recipie of, and then… "Just so you know," He says in a dry tone. "You are cleaning this mess up." He says to Kurt with a sigh.

**

Nancy looks over to Anna-Marie as she starts talking about her hemoglobin with an arch of a brow and making poor Kurt spew, first soda and then his lunch. "Wow. I'm just feelin' the love here."

**

Rogue waved a hand at Nancy and she laughed a little. "I'm just teasin' ya, Nanners." She said with a little grin. "I don't mean nothin' by it—" Then Kurt teleported and started letting loose in Beast's trashcan and that made Rogue's dark eyebrows furrow in disgust. "Nasty…" She quietly muttered. "Kurt, you feelin' alright t'day? Did ya Bamf your pretty little butt infront've a bus or somethin'?" She kept swinging her legs from the edge of the counter she was perched on, hands ontop of her jeans-covered thighs.

**

Kurt sighs now BAMFing out and then back in with mop plus bucket. He begins to clean up the floor. "I em ok." he tells Rogue while working on the clean up of the mess he made picking up the can he pours it out throwing it away. "No no bus. I hasn't gone squishy."

**

So are you feeling alright Kurt, admitedly you do seem to be acting more peculier then usual." He says moving to check on Nancy's blood transfer. "You've completed approximaely fifty percent of the transfer process." He informs her pleasently, leaving his package for the most part forgotten for now.

**

Nancy looks up at Hank as he checks the IV in her arm. She nods. "So, you think this is gonna help with your research?" She finishes sipping at her cherry cola and then pops her lollipop back in her mouth. "So, after we are done here, training? I haven't beaten anyone up in ages, but I really don't think I'm Danger Room ready."

**

Rogue got up off of the counter then when Kurt came back with the mop and bucket. She grabbed some paper towel-things on a roll and went to help him clean up, smirking at him. She listened to Hank and Nancy's words and then shook her head. "No way, siste'ah." Rogue told her. "You can't like… donate blood, then go down n'start jumpin' around in that nuthouse nerd room." She sighed heavily. "The othe'ah day, Jean'n the othe'ahs nearly got me sucked out int'a space down there, ya have any idea how hard it is for me t'get to sleep that night afte'ah seein' my own spacely death nearly come to fruition?" Its entirely possible that Rogue does't know that the danger room is fake. Sort of fake.

**

Kurt continues to mop the floor listening to everyone speak. He then stops just staring at Rogue now, "Ummm… Its a simulation. Its not real life. Youse were not going to die in zee space and see final frontier. No off to meets zee jedi or klink ons." he tries explaining best he can at least.

**

Beast smiles a bit, "Percisely as my cobalt companion states, There is some level of Danger naturally. It would hardly be an adaquate Danger Room if there was not. However the safty settings should have prevented you from experianceing anything more then supefisial injuries I assure you." He also nots, "And Nancy should be mostly able to preform most tasks once she has finished. That was the reason I've been putting the plasma back.

**

Looking from one to the other at the talk of the Danger Room, Nancy talks around her lolly. "Okay, so here is my problem with that though. In the Danger Room, if there is no *real* danger, then you can just pell nell and not worry. You don't have to worry that you need to fight for your own survival cause your survival isn't really at risk." The goth shrugs her shoulders. "So, its more just a fun diversion."

**

Rogue listened to what all three of them said and then she stood up, holding soda-soaked paper towels at her side. "Its not a fun diversion… one of those GD spide'ahs shot me in the damn back with a 'space ray' thing and it knocked me down'n sent me rollin' inta the wall!" She smirked. "That shit ain't fake… not all of it is anyway. Those little bugge'ahs were heavy and nasty and I was smashin'em up like they were compute'ahs and I was screamin' about Serenity Now!"

Rogue shook her head from side to side and went to take the paper towels to the trash can that had the— "Aw, gross…" She quickly threw the paper towels in and then backed away to a sink to take off her gloves and wash her hands.

**

Kurt reaches into his pocket taking out a jolly rancher and walks over to Rogue as she works to wash her hands. Unwrapping the candy he tried stiking it into her mouth, "No no no with zee dirty talk. No no…. eatzz da sweet." he tells her now. Whether she took it or not was up to her so he moved to the trashcan pulling the bag out which he disappears out the door with it for now.

**

Beast nods slightly in agreement with Rogue, "Non Fatal and safe are hardly the same things. The Safty settings themselves are there to alow progress, and concieveably yes you /could/ turn them down to create the simple fun diversion you are describing Nancy, but at the same time I've treated broken bones, concussions, to second degre burns and frostbite."

**

Nancy groans softly. "Space. Ugh, I just came back from space. It's a pain in the butt. My power works on pretty much no one. Frankly, I'm glad to be on earth again, even with all the aliens that are here. Mind you, aliens LOVE Vivaldi." She arches a brow when Kurt hands out the candy, looking like an eager puppy. "God damn?" she says, hopeful for more sweets. "No, Hank, I don't mean fun diversion like that. I mean that when you aren't in fear of your life, you only have to worry about injuries, then… it's different."

**

Rogue washed her hands while Kurt came at her with that Jolly Rancher and she recoiled and laughed. "Nooooo!" She squealed. "I don't want your pukey hands feedin' me candies!" She then used the running water to splash Kurt with some of it while she herself bakced away and grabbed for some more paper towels, accidently causing a row of empty glass beakers to fly off the counter and shatter all over the floor of Hank's lab.

"Oh…. fudge…" Rogue said, in a way that felt almost like the accident had played-out in slow-motion right before her eyes.

**

Kurt missed what Nancy said or she might be getting a jolly rancher too. He blinks as water is shot at him as he returns and he wrinkles his nose while moving to wash his hands now. He sighs once Rogue breaks stuff, at least it wasn't him this time and hopefully there was nothing in those to make them mutate into anything else beyond what they are for now. Moving to the cloest he grabs the brrom and dustan coming back he offers them to Rogue to clean up her mess.

**

Beast facepalms, just watching the $5 apiece beakers cascade to the floor. "Please, both of you just settle down. Do either of you currently have a medical nessecity that needs treating?" it's obvious the broken lab equipment is starting to bring out the Beast in Hank.

**

Nancy pouts as her swearing doesn't get her a candy. She could go all potty mouth, but she's already got a lollipop and has two more in her pockets. She crunches on the lolly, breaking it up and grabbing for another one. The broken glass causes Nan to wrinkle her nose. As Hank raises his voice to the other two, the goth watches the doctor carefully. Seems the Hank she knew is still in there, just a little deeper.

**

Rogue mumbled curses under her breath as she saw all the broken glass and bits on the floor. She thanked Kurt when he brought the broom and pan and she went about sweeping the stuff up. "I didn't mean t'do it." She said to the room softly, making a nice pile of glass and such at her booted feet. "I'm sorry, Hank. I'll buy you new medical… whateve'ahs, if ya show me where to buy them at. Do they sell mad scientist supplies at Wal-mart? Ain't neve'ah noticed them if they do."

Rogue knelt down then to sweep the glass up into the pan and she stood and went back to the pukecan. "Gross." She quietly said again and poured the glass in. "Lets get outta here, Kurt, before we make Hank's face explode with rage."

**

Kurt changed the bag in the pukecan. "I vaz just bringing youse package." he tells Hank now moving to walk with Rogue but first he approaches Nancy while reaching into his pocket taking out some candy putting it into her hand. Now he turns walks with Rogue to wherever his friend wishes to go before Beast goes all lion or something on them.

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