Hockey Nuts
It was the beginning of December at the X-Mansion. The lights were decorated, the tree had not been hung up, and everything in the mansion was quiet…
"CRASH!"
Well, not quite…
"Scott! How many times have I told you not to play hockey on the loft!" Jean hollered as Scott and Remy were doing a round of ice hockey, using Logan's puck as their hockey tool
"Oh c'mon now Jean, at least enjoy the holiday sports." Scott commented, before dodging a swipe from Remy's hockey stick
"I knew watching The Mighty Ducks last week was a bad idea…" Jean groaned in annoyance as Logan entered with his usual grouchy expression
"Jean…have you by any chance seen my hockey puck?" Logan asked sharply
"Uh…hockey puck? You mean your discus? Or the golf ball? Or your prize chrome bowling ball? Or that golf club we stole from Quicksliver?" Jean babbled hysterically, piling all known sports equipment onto Logan's arms
"Jean…um, have you been putting too much sugar in your coffee again?" Logan asked
"What about your football? Or the archery kit? Or the fishing net? Or your fishing spear? Or your book "Fishing for Mutants? Or…oh, that stuff isn't really hockey gear, but it is sports related." Jean laughed insanely
"Your serve, Gambit, ol buddy!" Scott hollered, passing the puck to Remy
"Ok Scott, m'boy!" Remy piped before shooting the puck, where it missed the goal-and conveniently whizzed at the bench where Rogue and Lance were talking in private
"So Rogue; I just got off the phone with SHIELD, they…" Lance started before he was struck by a familiar circular black object
"SCOTT! GAMBIT! Did you shoot that puck?! That could've nearly hit me, you wackos!" Rogue growled, waving her fist at Scott and Remy
"Uh-oh." Remy whimpered as Rogue ran toward them
"Rogue, catch!" Scott joked, hurling a weighted ball at Rogue, who had her arms open
"Catch what you crazy…Oof!" Rogue grunted as she was pinned to the ground by the ball. "Then again, the snow feels nice."
"Auntie Em? Where's Uncle Henry and Tonto?" Lance babbled
"That's Toto, you moron!" Rogue corrected
"Oh yeah…" Lance said with a goofy grin before collapsing on the snowy ground
"Jean…this really isn't necessary. Just where…is my hockey puck?" Logan wheezed, trying to hold the large pile of sports gear
"Now let me see; all hockey pucks are meant to be formed in a circular diameter, hence the circumference of shapes, made by Leonardo da Vinci, all circles are made equal…" Jean babbled, lost in thought of shapes
"Leonardo da Vinci did not say all shapes are equal! That's the Thirteenth Amendment, for God's sakes! Sheesh, weren't you listening during our lecture on Abraham Lincoln?" Logan hissed
"Abraham Simpson is the thirteenth president?" Jean asked incredulously
"Oh boy." Logan grumbled, rolling his eyes in boredom.
"A-ha! Open wide!" Scott shouted, swinging his hockey stick aiming the puck for the window
"Open what now?" Logan asked before a familiar black object whizzed through the window and conked Logan on the head
"The heck?! Boys! What did I tell you about sling shots?!" Jean hissed