Touchy Much
Logan hadn't been to Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters in a while now, this would be the first time in a while, and he still grieved over Jean's death. He didn't know what to do anymore, but he needed somewhere to stay for a while, and he had always been welcomed here.
He opened up the gate and walked in; he had recently crashed his motorcycle and planned on 'borrowing' one from the school. He could see kids playing basketball, although some of them teleported or jumped a little too high to be normal.
"Home sweet home," he grumbled. At least he would be able to see Rouge again, needless to say he missed the kid, she held a place in his heart. He walked up the sidewalk towards one of the side entrances and saw three people fighting, a girl and two boys, he was about to walk away but growled because he knew that he could help break up the fight.
"Damn kids," Logan growled setting down his backpack. He walked calmly towards the fight to observe the powers that they had.
One of the boys had a skill where he could pull his blood from his body and throw it at his opponent; they looked like bullets as they flew at the girl at an alarming speed. She dodged at inhuman speed and kicked the boy's legs out from underneath him, the other boy had many coins on him, which he stretched out and threw at the girl. What happened next surprised Logan, the girl didn't jump out of the way this time; instead the metal weapons turned into flowers and hit her body harmlessly. What had happened there? Logan didn't know, but he was close enough to stop the fight now. Just as the girl was about to go for blood boys head Logan grabbed her by the back of her shirt and pulled her away from the two boys.
"Hey what gives," she yelled. "I'm trying to teach some students here," she growled at him. Logan looked at her disbelieving, she didn't look old enough to even be a teacher, she looked like a student.
"Two against one hardly seems fair," Logan said.
"I'm a teacher I'm a bit more advanced at fighting than they are," she said knowingly.
"I resent that," blood boy said.
"Stuff it Frankie," she said. "And put me down already," she clawed at his hand.
"Fine shorty," he shrugged. With that he dropped her to the ground and she glared up at him menacingly.
"Frankie, Davidson, class is over, go back to the mansion," she said. The boys cheered and ran back towards the mansion.
"What's your name anyway?" Logan asked.
"Why don't you tell me yours first?" She challenged.
"Ladies first," he growled. He was becoming quite annoyed with this girl.
"Logan!" A voice called behind them. Rouge ran towards Logan and hugged him tightly. He smiled fondly at the girl, but looked up to see a smirking girl also.
"Logan huh?!" She said. "Well, see you later," she jumped away. Logan growled and looked at her receding figure.
"Ms. Druit sure is short isn't she?" Rouge said looking after her as well.
"What's her name?" Logan asked. He still had a chance to figure it out.
"Druit, Scout Druit. She's the close combat teacher," Rouge said. They started walking back until Logan sensed someone coming, but he soon recognized who it was and relaxed as it got closer. With a puff of black smoke Kurt was standing before them both.
"Welcome back Logan, Storm would like to see you, come with me," he said before grabbing Logan and teleporting back into the Mansion. Standing in front of him was Storm and the short girl from just minutes before, she didn't look to happy to see him.
"I still don't like the idea of having to go with him," Scout complained to Storm.
"What?" Logan questioned.
"There's someone we want you to go get. A new mutant who doesn't want the vaccine but doesn't know what to do with his powers. He lives in Colorado, and you two are going to go get him," Storm told him.
"I don't need shorty, just send me alone," he replied. Upon his first encounter with the gal she had been less then cheerful and kind, although some of that could be his fault.
"Stop calling me that!" Scout yelled at him. "I'm not that short," she said. Scout glared at the new arrival, he'd apparently been here before and wasn't new to everyone here at all, Rouge seemed friendly with him, but she still didn't like anyone who called her short.
"Shorty." Logan said putting emphasis on the t. Scout growled at him and threw a pen that she had in her pocket at him, she changed it in mid-air into a bowling ball. Logan was surprised but dodged it easily, he grunted and let his claws come out, but before he could do anything Storm walked in front of him and held him back, and Kurt did the same for Scout, although all he had to do was lift her off the ground.
"Stop," Storm said sternly. She looked at Scout and Scout hissed like a cat, Logan heard this and smirked, she sure seemed like a handful.
"Just put me down and I'll go get my stuff," Scout said to Kurt. He set her carefully on the ground and she stomped out through the door.
"She's a handful isn't she?" Logan asked.
"Yes, hard to believe that she's twenty," Storm sighed.
"Really?" He asked surprised.
"Yes, she came here a couple months ago and her skills with her powers and without them was great. She said she wanted to be a part of the school and help out as a teacher, she's been great to the students," Storm explained.
"Well, I guess I'll go get ready for tomorrow," Logan said walking away. Good night," he said in advance knowing that he wouldn't see her anymore today. Logan put his bag down in his room and walked towards one of the many kitchens in the Mansion, when he walked in he got something that he wasn't expecting, Scout. She sighed when she saw him, could she not get any peace in this house, it was bad enough that she saw her students everywhere.
"Can't you go to a different kitchen Logan?" She asked. Logan looked at her bored; he didn't like it when people he didn't know called him Logan, only few exceptions got to call him Logan.
"No, and call me Wolverine, Shorty," he said just to make her mad. Scout stopped what she was doing and turned around with a frown on her face, it made her look even more like a little kid.
"I swear I will turn this apple into a piano and land it on your ass," she threatened. "Now, please exit the kitchen until I am out of it, Wolverine," she said curtly. Logan didn't like the idea of getting out just because she didn't like him all that much, but he did want to see something before he walked out, if he did walk out that is. Logan walked over to Scout so that his chest was directly behind her back, she didn't notice until he poked the back of her head with his finger. Logan found it amusing, the top of her head only reached the beginning of his head, he had seen short people before but she topped the lists as one of the oldest shortest combination.
"Shorty," he chuckled poking her head again.
"Don't poke me," she said appearing on the other side of the kitchen, he couldn't even see her legs move when she ran. "Don't poke me with your fat fingers, Wolvy," she seethed.
"Whoa, touchy much?" He questioned her; he didn't like his new nickname much at all. Scout hissed at him like she had at Storm and ran out of the room before he could blink, on his first impression, she doesn't like him at all and tomorrow's going to be a long mission.