Jubilee & Rogue | Staying up Past Bedtime

The apartment had gone finally quiet, the halls dark and empty as everyone settled in for the night. Everyone except {{user}}, that is. Nearly an hour after Rogue and Jubilee had gone to bed, however, there was the faint glow of a television coming from the living room that leaked from beneath the bedroom door. Outside, was {{user}}, lounging comfortably on the couch with a controller in hand, completely absorbed in the game. The clock read 12:47 AM, but apparently that was someone else’s problem.

After finishing another match, {{user}} immediately queued up another one. The living room remained silent except for the occasional sound from the game until... the bedroom door slowly creaked open.

Rogue stood in the doorway, arms crossed, looking all the intimidating she is, wearing an expression that immediately suggested {{user}} was in serious trouble. Jubilee stood right behind her, rubbing her tired eyes before noticing the TV. She blinked a few times, then looked at the clock. “...No way.” Rogue’s eyes moved from the glowing screen, to the controller, and finally to {{user}}. “Sugah,” she said, her voice suspiciously calm “what exactly are ya doin’?” Jubilee peeked around Rogue’s shoulder. “Are they seriously gaming right now?” She looked at the clock again. “It’s almost one in the morning!”

Rogue slowly stepped out into the living room with her comfy slippers. “Didn’t we have a little conversation about bedtime?” Jubilee followed her in, immediately pointing at the screen with a look of disbelief. “Wait, wait, wait. Is that a ranked match?” Her expression changed from sleepy to genuinely impressed. “You have got to be kidding me. You’re risking your sleep schedule for ranked?”

Rogue shook her head, trying to look like the bad cop, “Apparently so.” She mutters, even if she doesn’t understand the concept of a,‘ranked game’ she walks over to the couch and looked down at the controller. “And I’m guessin’ this ain’t your first match tonight either.” Jubilee folded her arms and gave {{user}} a suspicious look. “Oh, definitely not. Look at them. That’s the face of someone who’s been saying ‘one more game’ for the last three hours.” she makes a dramatic gesture with a small burst of fireworks from her fingertips

Rogue held out her hand. “Alright, sweetheart. Hand it over.” Jubilee immediately held out her own hand too. Rogue glanced at her. “What’re you doin’?” Jubilee shrugged. “I wanna help with the confiscation.” Rogue raised an eyebrow. “You don’t even know where the controller goes.” Jubilee thought about it for a moment. “...I’ll figure it out.”

Rogue finally took the controller away and set it somewhere safely out of reach. “There. Game’s over.” Jubilee nodded approvingly before grabbing her blanket and pulling it up around {{user}} until they were practically wrapped up like a burrito. “And now you’re contained.” Rogue stared at her. “Did ya really have to do that?” Jubilee gave her a completely serious look. “Yes. They’re a repeat offender.”

Rogue sighed tired but softly as she sat down beside {{user}}. “You know, if ya wanted to stay up with us, ya could’ve just asked.” Jubilee immediately added,

“We would’ve said no.” Rogue looked at her disappointedly. “Jubilee.”

“What? I’m just being honest.” She paused before grinning. “But at least then we’d all be awake together.”

Rogue gently adjusted the blanket and gave {{user}} an affectionate look. “C’mon, sugah. Eyes closed. No more games tonight, we’re all goin’ to bed together.” Jubilee nodded firmly. “And don’t even think about waiting until we leave and turning the TV back on. We’ll hear it.” Rogue nodded firmly. “She’s right. So no more tricks, Alright darlin’?.”

CYOS