Trenchies (X Men Evolution/Deadpool crossover)

01:58 PM

I wrote this after me and my brother saw X Men Origins. You know the Wolverine Movie... and I was on a Gambit fansite, and saw that they listed a good majority of the times that Gambit looses his trench coat. Thus the story. Hope you enjoy it.

After a lengthy Danger Room session, the x men were exhausted.
“Uhrg, that was horrid!” Jean muttered, heading up to her bedroom to change.
“oh Cherie, Gambit feels terrible about hitting ya.”
“Oh be quiet swamp rat.” Rogue muttered, rubbing the spot on her head, where the Cajun’s bo staff had made contact.
Remy slipped off the tattered remains of his trench coat with a sigh.
“Le Beau, how do you always have a new trench coat?” Rogue asked as they reached her room.
Remy smiled. “Do ya really want ta know Chere?” Rogue nodded.
Remy looked around, then took her gloved hand, to lead her to his own room.
“What is it? Do you have a supply in your closet or something’?
“No, even better.” He laughed, sitting in front of his computer. He opened up internet explorer, and clicked on a bookmarked link.
“’Trenchies‘?” she asked, reading the title. Her eyes widened as she looked at the web page. “You can buy trench coats in bulk?” she laughed.
“Hey Chere, Remy just wouldn’t be Remy wit’out tha trench coat.” Remy dug into his back pocket to grab his wallet. He pulled out a card. “ ‘Trenchies’ Life Time Membership’. I can buy as many coats as Remy wishes at half off.”
“How many coats do you get at once?”
“49.”
Rogue frowned. “49? Why not 50?”
“Remy’s been wonderin’ tat himself. But when I open up de crate, der’s only 48. My personalized one is always missin‘ too.”
Rogue and Remy shared a look, when Cerebro started an alarm.
“INTRUDER ALERT. SECTOR SUBRQUR V.”
“In English?” Gambit muttered, not for the first time. He hated that alarm.
They both rushed up to see what was going on, when Deadpool walked past the doorway. He paused and saluted Gambit and Rogue before running off.
“HEY! Rogue, you see dat? Dat guy had my personalized “Gambit” trench coat!”
Rogue laughed into her hands. “yes but did you order it to say ‘sucks' written in duct tape under your name?”
Remy groaned. “Mon Deiu.”