Title: Dawn
Author: L Stoffey
Email for feedback: sarafimm8868@yahoo.com
Fandom: Alternate Universe X-Men Evolution
Rating: PG-13.
Pairings: (Implied) Eric (Magneto)/Remy (Gambit), (offered) Raven (Mystique)/Remy (Gambit)
Story Summary: Eric wakes up. Raven tries to impersonate him.
Warnings: Implied male/male, offered male/male or is it female/male – can never be sure with Mystique!
Notes: All translations done with a free Internet translator, so go by the English version in {}. If anyone wants to give me the correct translations, please feel free to email me off the list at sarafimm8868@yahoo.com. Thank you, in advance.
Archive: Yes, please contact me to let me know where.
Feedback: Always welcome. This story was created by a vicious plot bunny bite. I’ll need feedback (and a direction to take this) if you want any more!
Disclaimer: All characters found in Marvel Comics not owned by me, not making any money off this imaginary story, no resemblance to living or dead, etc. … Essentially, don’t sue because I have no money.
DAWN
by L Stoffey
Eric felt something tickle his nose and opened his eyes. In the faint early morning light, he could see the back of a head resting on the long pillow in front of him. Soft auburn hair stuck out at angles, a three inch lock of it had been brushing against his face. Eric moved his head back and raising his hand from under the warm covers, he reached out and smoothed the hair down.
The warm lithe body that was spooned in front of him moved forward and shifted onto it’s back, the head turning to look at him. The oval face with full lips and long eyelashes could have belonged to a woman, but the cheek and chin bones were too sharp for a female and instead defined handsome masculine features. Simmering red irises in black depths fluttered open sleepily. “Mmm? Quel temps l'est-il? {Mmm? What time is it?}” the young man asked in French with a melodious voice rich in a Cajun accent.
Eric smiled and ran a fingertip along his bedmate’s chin, grazing fine stubble , “Le matin est arrivé, mon jeune étalon. {The morning has arrived, my young stallion.}”
The young man groaned and rolled back onto his side away from Eric, taking the warm blankets with him. Eric chuckled as the Cajun snuggled under the covers and buried his head into the pillow. He turned to look at the digital clock on his nightstand. The glowing green numbers read 06:13.
He flipped back the covers on the edge and rolled out of bed. As he stood, he considerately flipped them back into place before heading towards the glowing outline of the bathroom door. He steeled himself for the onslaught of bright light as he grasped the handle and opened the door.
Raven stood at the sink, brushing her teeth. She watched Eric as he walked past her and raised the toilet seat. “Guten Morgen {Good morning},” she said softly in German, after she spat out the toothpaste. “Ist Remy noch schlafend? {Is Remy still asleep?}”
“Er hat kurz aufgewacht, aber er’ll schläft bald. {He woke up briefly, but he’ll be asleep soon},” Eric replied quietly as he emptied his bladder.
“Welche Zeit ist er zurückgekehrt? {What time did he return?}” She rinsed her toothbrush and placed it on the sink counter.
“Spät. {Late.}”
“War er erfolgreich? {Was he successful?}” She grabbed a cup and filled it with water.
“Ja, {Yes,}” Eric replied and lowered the toilet seat back down. “Lassen Sie, daß ihn schläft. Er hat es verdient. {Let him sleep. He earned it.}” He turned and entered the frosted glass enclosed shower.
Raven rinsed her mouth with the water and returned it to it’s place near the sink. She looked in the mirror at her blue skin and shoulder length fiery hair and within seconds her features began to change. Her royal blue skin tone lightened to normal human coloration. Her hair shortened and changed to salt and pepper grey. Her eyes became a frosty light blue in an older masculine face. Her breasts flattened and her pubic mound elongated to form a flaccid circumcised penis and grey furred scrotum. She looked down at her inner forearm and faded numbers appeared. She looked back into the mirror and examined herself for a moment, glanced briefly at the shower before turning and exiting the bathroom.
She stepped towards the bed and flipped back the covers before climbing in next to Remy’s warm body.
“Cher?” Remy asked sleepily as a strong hand pushed him onto his stomach.
“Shhh,” Raven murmured softly in a deep masculine voice as she moved a hand down his back to his buttocks.
Remy turned his head on the pillow to face the ‘man’ next to him and said in German, “Er hat gesagt zu lassen, daß mich schlafe, Raven. {He said to let me sleep, Raven.}”
Raven leaned back and exhaled with a hiss. “Tch! Quand avez-vous su? {Tch! When did you know?}” she asked in French.
“Pourquoi dois-je vous dire? {Why should I tell you?}” he replied. “Je ne vais pas aider vous apprenez à l'imiter! {I’m not going to help you learn to
impersonate him!}”
“Bâtard! {Bastard!}” she exclaimed and changed from Eric’s form back to her own.
“Peut-être, mais si vous voulez le sexe, Raven. Seulement demande il la prochaine fois. {Maybe, but if you want sex, Raven. Just ask for it next
time.}”
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