Summary: When Amp and Siryn come from Muir Island for a visit, Kitty realizes her friend's very big crush on a certain Canuck and Wolverine tasks her with doing something about it.

Timeframe: Takes place in the Wolverine First Class comic 'verse.

Genre: Humor, General

Rating: PG.

Note: After a long absence, I've returned to writing in the X-Men fandom. The Wolverine First Class comics, though aimed at younger readers, caught my attention and I found them quite amusing when in the mood for lighter fare in my comics. It reminded me of my beloved X-Men: Evolution 'verse and I was inspired enough to get writing with this short little fic, so I hope you enjoy! :)

Crush

Part One of Two

"Amp has a crush on who?!" Kitty exclaimed incredulously, unsure if she'd heard her friend correctly.

Theresa laughed a little. "Ye heard right; she's got a crush Wolverine. Ye should see her sketchbook. It's full o' little doodles of 'im with hearts all around it."

Kitty's mouth was still gaping open in shock. "When did this start? And why?!" She still couldn't believe it. Wolverine. Grouchy, hairy, gazillion-year-old Wolverine of all people!

Laughing, Theresa shrugged and tucked a strand of her red hair behind her ear. "It started after our last visit. She was totally over Dmitri and completely crushing on Wolverine by the time we were on the plane back to Muir Island. I think it's because o' the nice things 'e said to help 'er get over that narrow-minded boyo."

"Wow. That's so…weird," Kitty murmured as they entered the kitchen, only to find Amp sitting at the table all goo-goo eyed, staring at Logan as he read his morning paper. If she were a cartoon, Kitty imagined there would be floating hearts and cute little birdies floating around Amp's head.

Theresa leaned over and nudged Kitty's arm with a whisper. "Ye don't think she can use 'er powers to project her fanciful emotions on Wolverine do ye?"

"Nah, fat chance," Kitty said with a wave of dismissal. She pointed at Logan, his nose still buried in the paper, no doubt checking the sports section. "I mean, look at him. That's normal Logan behavior. He's being normal."

Logan slowly put down his paper and gave her a suspicious eyebrow raise.

Kitty gulped, smiled sheepishly and waved, mentally smacking herself. Super hearing, stupid! He probably heard all that! Oh jeeze, you lame-o. She tried to cover with a bright and cheery, "Morning!"

"Hn." Logan grunted and went back to perusing the sports section.

Theresa giggled in embarrassment and went over to the fridge, pulling the door open and sticking her head in. "Juice?" she called out.

"Yeah, sure." Kitty grabbed a couple Poptarts out of the cupboard and dropped them in the toaster.

"O.J. or apple?"

"O.J. for me." Kitty turned around and found Amp still hopelessly drooling over Logan, even though she couldn't even see his face with the newspaper in front of it. Kitty rolled her eyes and resisted the urge to throw something at the girl. Man, she hoped that's not how she acted around Colossus. How embarrassing.

Logan put down the newspaper to get up and refill his coffee, Amp's eyes following him the entire time. Like most things when it came to teenage girls, the feral mutant was oblivious to her attentions.

Finding the whole situation weird as heck, but sort of amusing, Kitty pulled the Poptarts out of the toaster and met Theresa at the table to sit with her and Amp. "Hey Amp, you want a Poptart?" Kitty had to nudge her to get to her stop staring at Wolverine as he leaned up against the counter to finish his coffee, looking out the kitchen window.

"No thanks, Kitty. I already ate. Mr. Logan made me bacon and eggs." Amp turned to look toward him again, smiling dreamily.

Kitty's jaw dropped and she stared incredulously at Logan who wasn't even looking at her. "You never make me bacon and eggs!" she blurted, outraged.

He casually sipped his coffee and glanced her way. "Ya don't eat meat."

Rolling her eyes, Kitty threw her arms up in the air dramatically in exasperation. "Well you could've made me eggs!"

"Ya never asked." Logan shrugged and put his now-empty coffee mug in the sink.

"UGHH!" Kitty sunk back in her chair, Poptart forgotten as she crossed her arms and pouted.

Theresa stifled a giggle and Amp stared at her.

Feeling foolish, Kitty sat up again and grudgingly popped a piece of the breakfast pastry in her mouth, chewing sullenly. "Whatever," she muttered under her breath.

When Logan started to leave, Amp scrambled to her feet and followed after him like a little puppy. "Hey, Mr. Logan, where you going?"

"The gym."

"Can I come with you?"

"Um… Sure."

"Maaaaan, she's got it bad," Theresa said with a laugh, nudging Kitty's shoulder.

Kitty just shook her head, wondering how long Logan could put up with Amp's shadowing before she really got on his nerves.

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Three Hours Later…

"Is she here?"

"Ah!" Kitty jumped as Logan popped his head in the doorway to the rec room, startling her and Theresa as they were watching a movie. "Jeeze, Logan!" She scowled at him. "This isn't a teaching thing about always being prepared right now is it? 'Cuz me an' Terry just put this movie on and—"

"No," Logan rumbled, shaking his head and fully entering the room. He sniffed the air and then stood at the end of the couch. "Where's Amp?"

Theresa glanced behind her from where she'd been sitting on the floor. "We don't know, she's been following you all day."

"That's what I mean! The kid's been on my heels at every turn until now," Logan growled. "What's her deal?"

Kitty stared at him. "Are you kidding me? She totally has a major crush on you!"

"A what?"

"A crush," Theresa butt in without turning around again, waving a hand in the air. "You know, she likes you."

"Well get her ta cut it out!" Scowling, Logan crossed his arms over his chest.

Laughing, Kitty shook her head. "It's not gonna be as easy as that, Logan."

"Fine. I'll just tell 'er like it is. I ain't interested. She's just a kid."

"No!" Theresa jumped to her feet and spun to face Kitty and Logan. "You can't do that, she'll be so upset! You don't wanna crush her confidence forever!"

"Then what the heck am I s'posed ta flamin' do?!" he practically growled, pacing in front of the couch in frustration.

"Hmm…" Kitty stood up and stroked her chin thoughtfully. "Okay, just… well, do whatever it is you do and leave it to me an' Siryn, okay? We'll figure it out." She made a shooing motion at Logan, waving him toward the door.

Theresa looked at her with surprise. "We will?"

"Grrr…" Logan stomped away, snarling. "You damn well better," he muttered as he went.

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"Good going Kitty," Theresa snapped at her. "Now Wolverine thinks we can fix this!"

"We can." Kitty responded confidently. "I know what to do, I just didn't want Logan to hear us. Because to get Amp to lose interest in him, she hasta see him at his most unappealing. Get it?"

Theresa crossed her arms. "Um. No."

"She's gotta see his bad habits and all that."

"Ah, I get it." Theresa nodded with understanding. "So? What are his bad habits?"

Kitty dug her toe into the floor, thinking. "Uh, well he drinks a lot of beer…. He smokes cigars, he's surly, he's really into hockey, and uh…usually on laundry day he walks around the mansion in just his underwear. I dunno, I mean he's not really—"

"No! That's perfect!" Theresa smiled deviously.

Kitty blinked at the other girl in confusion. "Uh, what's perfect?"

"Logan walking around in his underwear. Once Amp see's how totally hairy he is she'll be grossed out for sure!"

Chewing her lower lip, Kitty made a face. "Um…I dunno, Ter."

"It'll work," she insisted. "Trust me." Theresa clapped her hands together and smiled. "Now when's laundry day?"

This time, Kitty grimaced. "Yesterday."

"Drat!" Theresa frowned, then suddenly her green eyes gleamed wickedly and she got a devious grin on her face. "Wait, I got an idea! Follow me!" She ran out of the rec room, grabbing Kitty by the hand and dragging her along.

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"He's going to kill us," Kitty murmured worriedly as she and Theresa stopped in front of Logan's room.

"He's not going to kill us. All ye gotta do is ghost your way in there, phase his clothes into the laundry bag, an' phase back out. Ye said he can't get'cher scent while ye use your powers, right?"

"Yes, but… You don't know him like I do. Remember what happened last time you were here? He's going to kill us."

Theresa shot her a look. "That was only because Amp had her powers effecting all of us an' she was upset, which in turn made Wolverine go berserk-o. It'll be fine. I'll be out here keepin' a lookout, now go."

"If this goes bad I'm blaming you," Kitty promised under her breath as she went through the wall. As quickly as possible, she phased all of Logan's clothes except his underwear into a big laundry bag and then hurried back through the wall.

Theresa jumped slightly, startled. "Okay good, let's get out of here."

"What are we going to do with his clothes? We can't just hide them somewhere. He'll find them with that sniffer of his you know."

Theresa smirked back at her. "Well, yeah, silly. That's why we're gonna toss 'em in the pool! That way he can't just find 'em and put 'em on."

"Oh man." Kitty slapped a hand against her forehead. "He's really going to kill us."

"Relaaaaax, will ye? C'mon." Theresa took the bag from Kitty, hefted it over her shoulder and went for the door.

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