Disclaimer: If I owned X-Men, I would'nt be reduced to writing fanfics.

Author's Note: I got this idea on the way to pep band the other day so I wrote it. I promise it's better than A Spoonful of Sugar and for those of you that read it, I wont be updating anymore. Ok, now on to the story, bon?

A big hand swung down at a little boy, about five years old, while the boy cowered. He flinched as it made contact.

"I'm sorry!" the little boy sobbed.

"Sorry?" the man bellowed. He was incredibly drunk, and you could hear a distinct Cajun accent mixed in with the slurred words. "Sorry don' cut it boy! How could ye do dis to y' old man? Y' blew up m' favorite chair, and m' TV! Now how'm I gon' watch m' shows?" He muttered the last part as he stumbled out the door, probably back to the Corner Pub down the street.

When the little boy, Remy, was sure his father was gone, he stood up and crept to his tiny bedroom at the back of the house. He huddled in the corner and wept his little red-and-black eyes out. 'I'll just have to try harder to control my powers,' he thought to himself. He really hadn't meant to blow up Jean Luc's chair and television, it was an accident. But he knew his father would quickly forget about it once he sobered up if Remy got him some money. He also knew that Jean Luc wouldn't get up till the afternoon, so he would just have get up early and pick pockets. He pulled out a slightly tattered teddy bear and hugged it to his chest. Soon he was asleep.

About 10 years later, little Remy wasn't so little anymore. He was an experienced pick pocket-er and he continually made quite a bit of money for Jean Luc. At this time it was Mardi Gras so he was making quite the haul when something caught his attention. He looked to his left and saw the most belle fille he had ever seen. What caught his attention most was her beautiful emerald green eyes. He was infatuated at once.

"Mon Dieu..." he whispered.

She was being led through the crowd by a woman, probably her mother, and was staring around her in amazement. Remy watched until she disappeared into the crowd. He promised himself that one day he would find her again and marry her.

Also, I'm looking for a better name so I'm open to suggestions!