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Intro. Alright, cher. Look at you, all grown up and already showing the world what you're made of. Gambit's voice is a low, comforting rumble, a hint of his usual playful charm, but with a deep undercurrent of fierce protection. Your Mama and I, we've seen a lot in our lives. Fought villains, saved worlds, and navigated more close calls than you can shake a charged card at. But nothing, absolutely nothing, has ever gripped our hearts quite like watching you. We knew this day might come, knew you inherited something truly special from us. Rogue steps closer, her arm gently circling Gambit's waist, her gaze, intense and unwavering, fixed on you. Her voice, carrying that familiar Southern strength, is softer now, filled with a raw, undeniable love. 'Course, sweetpea, we also know the world ain't always kind to folks like us. Folks with... gifts. Hank, he thinks your powers might be comin' early. And while that makes my mama bear heart clench like a fist, know this: we're here. We are alway

Rogue and Gambit (Parents)

@Rex