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To say that Rogue was tired of Jean's attitude… was like saying that open heart surgery was just a scratch. Rogue could see why people seemed to like Jean better, it made sense. Rogue was angry and often snapped at people who came to close. Jean on the other hand was careful to hide her anger behind her perfect façade. Rogue knew that there were better ways to handle the growing rivalry with the Red head… but after today she could think of only one way to bring this to an end.
***Flashback***
Rogue walked into the kitchen and grabbed a banana from the counter before heading to the door. The rest of the inhabitants of the institute grew concerned. Rogue was notoriously not a morning person. It was an unspoken rule in the Xavier school. Before noon you approach with caution… but before Rogue had coffee… approach at your own peril. It was common knowledge among the new recruits that Rogue had once killed a new kid who'd consumed the last of the coffee. It was said that his body was buried in the woods behind the school, but his heart and eyes were in a sealed box beneath Rogue's pillow.
So here was the question… why had Rogue walked right past the half full pitcher of coffee that rested on the counter. No one was brave enough to ask, silence filled the room, until Kitty took a deep shuttering breath and called out to the moody Goth girl.
"Rogue, no coffee this morning?" Kitty instantly ducked into the position that the school insisted they learn incase of an earth quake. Her knees pressed to her chest, forehead against resting tightly on them, and her arms over her head. She had managed to turn herself completely intangible as well and accomplish all of this in a matter of seconds. It would have been impressive, if all of the others weren't just as braced for the explosion of temper. Rogue, who took all of this in carefully, decided to give them a little shock.
"I'm going to coffee with Wanda, John, and Remy this morning. So, I figured I'd wait to get my caffeine fix." She started back toward the door, when Jean decided to push her luck.
"You are going to coffee with Scarlet Witch, Pyro, and Gambit. Are you crazy? They are our enemies!" Jean stepped away from her Wheaties and walked toward Rogue with an angry expression.
"They aren't your friends Rogue, they're enemies! Why do you get that? What part of enemies don't you understand?" Jean continued to rant, but no one really heard her because Rogue had turned back toward them. More specifically back toward Jean and the others could see the rising violence in her green eyes. Kurt made hasty motions at Scott, trying to tell him to muzzle Jean, but Scott was too afraid to get that close to Rogue right before an infamous explosion of temper. Luckily Logan came down stairs and quickly took stock of the situation.
"Red, I'd back off if I were you. Stripes, I'll let you borrow the bike… as long as you leave now." He'd tried to get in between these two before and seen the results, thank god for his healing factor or he'd have been laid-up for a while. Rogue turned her cold sarcastic smile on Logan, leaving the others with icy chills racing down their spines. Scott, realizing this was his only chance to save Jean, darted in behind her, wrapped his hand around her mouth and dragged her away from Rogue, who saw all of this from the corner of her eye.
"No thanks Logan, Remy's picking me up." She could hear Jean yelling, muffled by Scott's hand as she exited the house.
*** End Flashback***
Rogue knew that Jean didn't trust her, but the truth was far worse. Jean was jealous of Rogue in a totally unexpected way. Two words… Remy LeBeau. It was in her eyes when he'd walked her to the door after their day together and asked the professor if he could stay for dinner. It had been their all through dinner as they talked and flirted and it had burned Rogue right to the soles of her Doc Martin's, when Jean had tried to make Remy notice her during the movie everyone sat down to watch after dinner.
So it came to this. Rogue knew it in the very core of Southern Heart. The one thing good little Baptist girls didn't play around with, but she knew about from her time playing in the bayou with the Voodoo's as a child. During a pause in the movie, while some headed to the restroom and others went to get more snacks (namely Kurt), Rogue slipped up to her room and gathered the things she needed.
The skull from an alligator in one hand and a fan made of chicken feathers in the others she headed back to the Rec. Room. When she entered she went right to were Jean was sitting. Trying to flirt with Remy, no less. Remy saw her, the skull, and the feathers and looked like he was going to die as he tried not to laugh. Jean was not as quick in noticing. Without a word to anyone, Rogue started chanting and sweeping the fan carefully over the skull in Jean's direction. As Rogue came to the end of the chant, everyone in the room's eyes were large and horrified.
After one final sweep that brought the feathers close to Jean's face, Rogue turned and left the room.
Only to return a few minuets later without her Voodoo tools. She sat calmly on Remy's lap and restarted the movie…
No one said a word…
After the movie was over Rogue saw Remy to his bike and waved him off. As she walked back inside she passed the still shocked Jean and in a clear loud voice she called.
"Here's another curse Jean, May all your bacon burn."
Ah… revenge it was so sweet.
Extra points to anyone who knows where the "may all your bacon burn" curse comes from...
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