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Logan hitched his bra strap up with a hiss of exasperation. Being a chick wasn't all it was cut out to be. For a start running hurt. Well it did if you had a chest as full as his, or rather Marie's. Damn, this was getting confusing. Of course, for the first coupla days Marie's ample, er, curves had been a source of fascination and, let's face it, lust. Which made him feel hellishly uncomfortable, but could he help it? He had to shower with them every morning, for Christ's sake. When he looked down they were there, staring him in the face. They were down there now, jiggling about under the sweatshirt. No! Concentrate on the run, Logan. Focus.
"Get a move on, Rogue. You're lagging behind here!"
Logan resisted the urge to smash his fist into Scott's face. Nothin' to stop him sticking his foot out as he bounded past though.
"Gee, I'm so sorry Mr Summers!" It was still strange to hear Marie's southern drawl instead of his own voice, but this situation had it's advantages. No one would suspect sweet little Rogue of deliberately smooshing her track coach's face into the mud. Heh heh heh.
Seeing Jubilee and Kitty on an intercept course out the corner of his eye, Logan increased his pace, anxious to avoid a showdown. No doubt they were pissed that Marie had been ignoring them for over a week now, but that was one conversation he refused to have. Well, girls, it's like this: Magneto zapped me and Rogue with some weird ray thing in another of his crazy `take over the world' schemes, and it had one itty bitty side-effect. Now I'm her and she's me. And Xavier better sort this the hell out before it's that time of the month or there'll be the world's worse case of PMT. Nah, far better for Jubes and Kitty to think Rogue was being a bitch.
In some dark corner of his mind – or the mind he was presently occupying – Logan felt the remnants of Magneto stir at the mention of his name. Shit, that man was persistent! He screwed up his face with the effort of slapping him back into his corner, fresh admiration for Marie and all she had to cope with washing through him. The barriers she'd erected to keep the interlopers in her brain at bay worked pretty well most of the time, although the first time he'd encountered himself had been pretty freaky. Marie knew way too much about him for his own comfort. Bobby was in here somewhere too, probably whining in a corner if he knew iceboy. Now he'd figured his way around a bit better Logan liked to drop the barriers and indulge in a spot of mental violence. Nothing like giving Magneto a good kicking to brighten up the shitty situation he had left them in. Marie was tough, but he had the Wolverine to deal with now, and if there was one thing he was good at it was fighting in an enclosed space.
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