This first short story is loosely based off an RP (Again) by myself and Z. We RP a hell of a lot. No, really we do. Apart from when we're sleeping of course, and there's that really annoying thing called a time difference. But we do love to RP.

Where was I? Yes. I decided to release a set of short stories and cute drabbles just because I could and wanted to. Boredom plays a big part in this too. And I find stories with Logan as the Daddy to Rogue incredibly squeal worthy, but maybe that's just me.

I've also fallen hard for the Loven pairing. Logan/Raven. I just can't get enough of these two (Again, blame Z) and expect them to feature heavily in these drabbles because they're married! Three cheers for them.

Enjoy!

Puppy Dogs Tails

Logan unbuckled his five year old daughter Anna Marie from the backseat of the jeep, sighing as his cell vibrated in his jacket pocket. Damned twenty first century technology. Lord how he missed the eighteen hundreds.

He leaned on the side of the jeep and flipped the phone open, rolling his eyes. Why in hell was Cyke calling him of all people? The boy was a pain in the ass.

"Daddy, c'mon. We gotta go play in the park." Anna whined, climbing out the jeep with her stuffed penguin in her arms. She jumped on the curb and stood on the sidewalk waiting impatiently.

"Gimme a minute, darlin'." Logan muttered absentmindedly to his daughter and answered the phone against his better judgment. "What do you want, Scooter?" He winced as the boy began rattling off a list of problems loudly down the line. Far too loudly for his sensitive hearing. "I ain't deaf!" He growled. "No need to yell!"

Anna huffed and wandered away, leaving her daddy pacing around and growling. She wanted to go in the play park and explore in the woods. She was a pirate explorer and they didn't wait for annoying daddy's to stop gossiping on the phone like little old ladies.

She skipped happily along the path, stopping to pick up a stick and dragged it across the fence as she went. It made a pretty sound and little pirates loved noise.

Logan grumbled down the phone, close to losing his infamous temper. What in hell was the matter with this boy? He slumped against the hood of the jeep and growled deeply in his chest. "Summers, you only needed to run a DR session! I don't ask for much! This ain't rocket science! How could you let Drake and his dumb buddies lock you out of the control room!"

Anna gasped and rushed excitedly over to the blond lady at the park entrance. "Ya got doggies!" She grinned and sat on the ground to play with them.

The lady smiled at the adorable girl. "I do and they need to go to a happy, loving home."

"Ya givin' 'em away?" Anna patted each scruffy, fluffy, yapping puppy and smiled. "Ah got a happy, lovin' home an' it's real big too with loadsa rooms." Her brow furrowed and she crossed her legs, setting her penguin down beside her. "Do they all got names?"

The lady shook her head. "Only this one has a name," She pointed at the large Labrador cross lumbering over to the girl and sniffing her. "She's called Sophie."

Anna wrinkled her nose in disgust. That was a silly name for a doggy. The big dog sniffed her for a moment, then laid down, wagging it's tail as she stroked it gently. "Hello, Ah'm Anna Marie. But mah mama an' daddy only call meh that when ah'm in big trouble. Ya can call meh Anna."

The dog panted and Anna giggled. "Ya look like ya smilin'. Are ya happy 'cause ya mama tah all these babies?" The dog licked her on the hand. "Ya babies need names, so Ah gotta think of some real good ones for ya."

She gazed down at the puppies by the dogs stomach and stroked each of them.

"This one is Rocks. An' this is Peanut butter. Ah'm gonna call this one James after mah daddy." She patted James the longest and then moved onto the last two puppies. "Meet Pirate. That's a great name for a dog. An' the last one is God. That means he's a special puppy."

Anna grinned brightly when God started sucking her finger. "Ya bein' a good boy, God, an' sayin' hello real polite. Ya gonna go tah heaven, Ah know ya are."

She picked up James the puppy and cradled him to her chest. "Ya called James 'cause that's mah daddy's name. Ah've heard mah mama call him that loadsa times." She kissed him on the head. "An' when ya a big dog ya gonna be strong so ya can look after others. Ya will scare monsters away an' find people with ya doggy nose when they run away or hide somewhere."

Anna rocked the puppy in her arms. "An' when ya a big dog, whatever lil girl ya gets gonna be real lucky. Even when ya growl at her an' act borin'. Even big doggies can be borin', just ask mah daddy."

Anna had told James and the other puppies three made up stories all about pirate explorers called Anna and Cobain. Then after her explorer tales were over, she settled next to the mama dog and cuddled James the puppy to her in case he was cold.

"D'ya like bein' a mama tah all these babies?" The dog rested it's head on her knee. "Ya look real tired. Are ya sleepy? Ya have tah be lookin' after all this lot. Ah bet they're always naughty just like Ah am."

The lady stood observing all this with a broad grin. The girl really was the most adorable child she had ever met. She did wonder where her parents were though.

Logan smirked when he could finally end the call. The situation had been dealt with an Drake and his shithead buddies were cleaning the X-Jet.

But his cell vibrated again and he growled. "Goddamn it!" He let his forehead hit the roof off the jeep and answered. "Yeah? Ray, she's fine. I ain't an idiot. I swear Anna's fine. Look, I can take care of a five year old without fucking up." He smiled. "I miss you too, darlin'. When you heading home?"

Logan was missing his woman like crazy and couldn't wait to rip her clothes off when she came back. A week without seeing his wife naked was too damn long. He adjusted his jeans and sighed. She would be away for another week at the most. Great.

"Yeah, Anna's here with me now. We're at the park. Hell no, I ain't going on the slide. Hey, that was a one off and you know it. Yeah, well, I'm not doing it again. I'd never hear the end of it if Sabretooth saw me playing on a slide." He rolled his eyes. "Anna's fine. You want to talk to her? Sure, I'll just-"

He turned around and scanned the immediate area. "Aw, shit." Hanging up on his screaming wife, he sniffed the air and quickly tracked his daughters scent.

Jogging around the corner, Logan's shoulders slumped in relief when he spotted his little girl shooting the breeze with a bunch of dogs.

"Anna Marie, you don't wander off like that." He told his daughter sternly as he stopped beside her, nodding in greeting at the woman.

"Hi, Daddy. These are mah friends." She grinned and pointed at the puppies. "That's Rocks, Peanut Butter, Pirate, God," She kissed the puppy in her arms. "An' this is James."

Logan snorted. His girl really was one of a kind. "Why'd you name pick those names?"

Anna shrugged her shoulders. "Ah like throwin' rocks, peanut butter tastes good on everythin', Pirates are the best," She cuddled the puppy. "Ah thought God made a nice name for a doggy an' it means he can do whatever he wants 'cause he's special." Anna pointed down at James in her arms. "Ah named him after ya."

"You did, huh?" He asked with a throaty chuckle and bent down to pat his namesake. "How you doin', James?"

"He can't answer ya, Daddy. James is a baby dog an' can't talk yet." Anna tutted, shaking her head. What a stupid daddy she had.

"Yeah, well, we can't hang around here 'til he grows. Come on, darlin'. You wanted to play in the park didn't you? And I have to call your mama back before she kills me." He sighed at that. Raven was going to throw a vase at his head, he just knew it.

"Daddy, can Ah have a doggie? They need a happy, lovin' home." She pouted up at Logan, using her sad face.

Logan shook his head, "Nope. Dogs take a lot of looking after, Anna." He took the puppy gently from her arms and put it back down on the ground.

Her lower lip trembled and he scooped his miserable sulky daughter up, dropping her penguin in her arms. "Don't be sad, darlin',"

He walked through the gates and onto the grassy area, throwing Anna up in the air and catching her. "You already got yourself a dog." He growled playfully and pretended to bite her hand. "See? And I'm the best at what I do."

Giggling, Anna flicked her daddy on the nose. "Do that again, ya big Canadian doggy."

Cracking an amused grin, he tapped her on the nose. "I'm the Wolverine and don't you forget that, Kiddo" He snorted and ran for the slide, carrying a squealing, happy, laughing Anna in his arms.

Logan would go on the slide just this once for his little girl. Badass reputation be damned.