"You begged for this job, begged. Now what did you bloody get? No bed, no help and definitely no respect. But what did you expect? All you've gotten yourself into is a building that constantly destroys itself and is destroyed and a bunch of annoying brats to cop shit from. Sure you might claim that you are gonna kill them in their sleep. But you ain't."
Mortimer was thinking to himself, trying to get sleep. At least tonight there wasn't any lava.
"You get no sleep. Far as you're aware you don't even get paid. Utopia was better than this. I mean what the fuck were you thinking? Bored were you? Well at least there you had a bed and others mostly left you alone. PLEASE WOLVERINE I'LL EVEN BE YOUR JANITOR! Don't you know how pathetic that is? You're the one who put yourself here. Why are you even still alive?"
He got up to eat, hoping he wouldn't trigger the danger room program that was present in every part of the school. But he found there was nothing to eat. Being the custodian he'd be expected to keep stock up. Or whoever was supposed to do it would blame him. He went back to his room looking for a large hoodie and pants, hoping he could go by unnoticed. He picked up some diamonds Krakoa had left on the ground before leaving.
Mortimer managed to find a small convience shop opened in the rediculous hours of the night. The only other people inside also didn't want to be noticed. He got everything he could reasonably carry, which was a lot, so he wouldn't have to go back soon. The only worker in the shop didn't seem even remotely suprised to be paid in small diamonds. It seems he'd found the perfect shop. He took one foot out the shop when a small croak made him aware he was about to step on a lumpy mess. Well the lumpy mess was actually a toad.
"Go on," he said "Get out me bloody way."
So it did.
"Well at least somebody listens to me." he thought.
He went the next night, the kids had run out of bread and milk faster than he thought they would. The toad appeared to be, waiting for him out of the way of course. The toad croaked and him and started leaping across the road to get to a pond. He followed the toad.
"I thought you were waiting for me then?"
The toad croaked.
"Ah right, nice place you got. Better than what I have, at least."
The conversation continued until he realised the shop was about to close.
Every night since then, he meets his friend by the pond.