*A/N: This is just somethin' that I wanted to do... I don't really expect it to get a ton of reviews, but it would be nice!!!! *Remember- In this, they're Kids!* Anyway, here's the fic!

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Sabretooth watched patiently through the small crack in the wall as his focus for the moment was slid underneath a mattress. Finally, he had discovered a way to spy into the next room without being caught. The boy so desperately wanted to know the exact location of his object of interest so he could take it for himself. The person it belonged to, however, (to contradict what some people believed) was not dumb. Sure, he might be a little slow, but who cares! Sabretooth knew he was the dullest thing since the Sound of Music, so he had no room to talk.

Quietly, he peered through the small hole and silently cheered as the boy in the other room walked into the hall and shut the door. Yes! At last, he would be able to sneak into his comrade's room and take what he wanted! It was five o'clock, time enough for him to go in and do what he'd been waiting to do for so very long.

Sabretooth tiptoed out of his room and entered the other by simply picking the small lock. Carefully, he twisted the knob open and shut it just as well. "We have just infiltrated enemy territory." Sabretooth faked a military man on a secret mission. He held his abnormally large hand up as if he were holding a radio and whispered, "Approaching target... NOW! Open fire, men! Now, Now, Now!" Dramatically, the mutant rolled across the floor and to the bed, which he had been spying on earlier. With a huge look of triumph on his face, he slid his claws under the mattress and...

SNAP!

Sabretooth howled in spite of himself and withdrew his hand from the mattress. A formidable-sized mousetrap clung to three of his fingers, squeezing tightly. He scrunched up his nose and tried to shake off the trap, but to no avail. That mousetrap was stuck good.

Eventually, the felinoid gave up, and this time lifted the mattress up to make sure nothing else dangerous was going to attack him. His black eyes glittered as his claws lifted up... a diary.

Mousetrap still attached, Sabretooth eagerly flipped open the book and began to avidly read the first page. There were big, bold letters only that read: 'This Book Belongs To:', and next to it was scribbled: Mortimer Toynbee. Sabretooth almost giggled with joy at his discovery. It was finally time to read this thing and use it against Toad! His dark eyes gleamed with childish excitement.

Trying to contain his joy, Sabe attempted to turn the next page, only succeeding in tearing the corner. The feline's eyes grew round with shock. 'He'll never notice.' He thought to himself. It was only one little tear...

Suddenly, a sharp noise from the hall made Sabretooth jump, making the diary fly out of his hand. In slow motion, he watched as the book sailed across the room... and out an open window. "Aaah!" The boy screamed and hurried to the window. He flung half of his body upward and hung on to the outside windowsill. There it was! The book hadn't fallen to the ground, but on a small overhang below the window. Sabretooth sighed at his good luck and pushed himself completely out of the house.

Now on the overhang, the hairy boy reached out a clawed hand and strained for the book that was dangerously close to the edge. "Just a little further." He murmured. But he was too anxious, and the force of his hand gave the book the small nudge that it needed to completely fall off the ledge. Again, the boy screamed, "No! Toad's gonna kill me, he's gonna KILL ME!" Hastily, he threw himself back through the open window, only to discover that it was no longer open.

Whack! As he rubbed his throbbing head, he desperately tried to lift the glass back open, but even his mutation didn't make it budge. Sabretooth sighed. 'Aww, shucks! Well, at least I know where it is.' But more bad luck came his way. The pre-teen nervously peered over the ledge and looked down at the book; some humongous bird was examining it. Sabretooth tried to shoo it away, but the bird just glared at him and took the book.

Looking around fiercely, Sabretooth finally found a way down. It was meant for flowers to snake up along the side of the house, but it looked like a ladder! Lowering himself down, his large feet found purchase in the nooks and he made his way down safely. Well, almost. Below him was his other comrade, Mystique's, collection of exotic cactus plants. Needless to say, he never did like them, and now he hated them even more.

So, there was Sabretooth, mousetrap clinging to his fingers, and cactus needles sticking out of his butt. What more could possibly happen? He hoped nothing else as he ran after the bird that stole the diary.

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*A/N: So, did you like it? This will probably have a few chapters! Tell me if you like it or not, pretty please!