AN: This is for aiRo25, who asked for an encore. It's short, but I hope you like it!
Rogue opened up the door to her bedroom and stepped inside. As she closed the door behind her, she smirked as she noticed a familiar person on her bed.
"Y'know swamp rat, Ah'm not entirely certain that Logan will lay off killing ya if he find ya in muh bedroom just because you're living at the mansion now."
Gambit shrugged.
"I got yo' some teddy bears t' add t' your collection," he said.
Rogue looked at the three teddy bears sitting beside him on the bed.
"Oh, ya did, huh?"
"Oui," Gambit nodded. "I even took the liberty of naming them fo' yo'."
"Ah see," Rogue replied in amusement as she sat down next to him.
Gambit picked up the first bear, clad in a little vest, a green visor and a little deck of hands in his hand.
"Dis little poker dealer bear is Gambit."
"Why does that not surprise me?"
Gambit grinned at her. He put Gambit-bear down and picked up the next one.
"Dis little biker bear -"
"Ah already have a biker bear."
"I saw, but dis one is better. He has a bandanna and a tattoo. See?"
Rogue looked at the indicated arm.
"Didja draw that ace of spades?"
"Had t' chere," Gambit nodded. "Dis guy's name is Remy."
"Of course it is."
"And," he went on, putting Remy-bear down and picking up the third and final teddy bear, "dis suave and debonair character is -"
"LeBeau, right?"
"However did yo' guess?"
"There was this thing. It's called a pattern."
"How very perceptive o' yo'."
Rogue shook her head in amusement.
"Do Ah even want t' ask why ya named them all after yourself?"
"Well, I could hardly take the risk o' naming dem Tom, Dick and Harry."
"What could possibly be more risky than coming across as a narcissistic, arrogant lame boy?"
"Naming dem somet'ing else and discovering you're the type who sleep wit' her bears, cherie."
End!
I hope you all enjoyed reading Synonymous with Trouble as much as I enjoyed writing it!
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