Hello! I've been cleaning my horse tack and decided to write a fic about
the X-teens taking a trailride into the mountains with...(dramatic
pause)...Logan!!!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own the X-Men, but Jennifer and Timothy are mine. And Bali.
Warning: Could be a long fic.
Chapter One
A Trip With Logan
All of the X-boys lay under the shade of a tree, panting in the unseasonally hot March sun.
"Gasp! Its too hot!" Kurt Wagner whispered, his blue fuzzy brow matted with sweat.
"Dude, this is not cool," Evan Daniels panted as he stared out at the shimmering Institute grounds.
"Wanna go for a ride in my convertible on the freeway?" Scott Summers suggested, sitting back and longing for a cool breeze.
"Nah, too much movement," Sam Guthrie moaned as he shaded his eyes from the merciless sun.
Timothy Morlund had turned himself into a winged dragon and was hiding in the shade of a large rock.
"Maybe we could have a squirt-gun fight," he hissed, his forked dragon tongue flicking in and out of his parched mouth.
Just then Kitty Pryde walked up to the boys, decked out in a pink tank top and white bikini bottoms.
"Hey guys!" she called. "Logan's gonna take us for a hike in the mountains!"
The boys gave a mutual groan.
"Did I hear someone volunteer to carry the camping equipment?" Logan snarled from where he stood directly above the lounging boys.
"Come on Herr Logan," Kurt moaned, "we can barely stand in this heat, let alone take an overnight hike."
The other boys nodded their agreement.
"Really," Logan muttered, scratching his chin as if pondering something. "If you can't walk it I guess we'll just skip the hike."
The boys cheered weakly.
"We're gonna take a horse back ride."
"What?" Evan gasped. "You mean on horses?"
"That's the only way to ride em," Logan confirmed.
"Aw come on," Sam argued. "Wouldn't it be too hot for the horses?"
"Its only 68 in the sun boys, perfect horse weather," Logan told them and he marched off towards the mansion.
He looked over his shoulder when he noticed the boys weren't following him.
"Get up," he growled. "Any one who doesn't participate earns themselves an hour session with me in the Danger Room."
The boys hopped to their feet immediately and followed the gruff Canadian into the mansion.
"You'll have to change into jeans," Logan informed the teens that were assembled in the rec room.
"Jeans?" Kitty whined. "But its like, too hot out there!"
"Trust me, you'll want something covering your legs when you get into the saddle," Amara warned them. "I do have several pairs of riding breeches if you girls would like to borrow some."
"But, but," Kurt complained, pointing to his tail. "Horseback riding is murder for dudes vith tails."
"You'll just have to ride English," Amara sniffed. "Less saddle to squish your tail against."
Logan looked at his watch.
"You kids have fifteen minutes to get ready, when your time is up meet me in the X-van."
The teenagers scurried upstairs to get changed.
"Make sure you don't wear anything brand new or expensive," Jennifer warned before she raced into her room.
"And make sure you wear shoes with a heel," Amara added as she ducked into her own room.
The girls were all in there respective rooms, changing into 'cowgirl' wear, but the X-boys just stood in the hall, staring at each other.
"I don't even think I have shoes with a heel," Evan said at last.
"Neither do I," Timothy admitted.
Scott sighed. "Come on guys," he told them. "We have to do this thing, you don't want to have to do a Danger Room session with Logan do you?"
That settled it. The boys all scurried into their rooms to get ready.
Fifteen minutes later, the X-teens all piled into the van, dressed in old shirts, jeans, or riding breeches.
Logan did a headcount.
"Hey shifty," he growled, "you can't get out o' this."
"I'm right here," Timothy explained, as he sat on the back of Logan's seat, six inches tall with wings sprouting from his back.
"What are you supposed to be?" Logan asked.
"I'm a fairy," the boy replied.
Logan snorted and turned back around in his seat.
The kids chatted happily as the Institute faded away and the van drove down the road to an enormous riding facility.
"Its about time you came to see me again," a tall, blond haired woman smiled to Logan as the X-Men filed out of the van.
"Hello Marie," Logan murmured as he took another head count. All of the kids were present, two more Jamies than usual because he bumped his arm on the drive over.
Marie was counting the kids as well.
"I think we have just enough horses for you all," she concluded as the twin Jamies disappeared back into the original. "Have any of you ever ridden before?"
Kitty, Amara, Jean, Rahne, and Jennifer of the girls raised their hands, but of the boys only Scott raised his hand.
"I went once with Jean," he explained when the other boys gave him quizzical glances.
The teens and Logan followed Marie into the huge thirty stall horse barn.
Several of the horses were already hitched to the cross ties and stable workers were brushing them down.
"Most of you will have to ride English," Marie explained as the group walked down the aisle towards the tack room. "We only have a few Western saddles so we'll let the least experienced use them."
Marie led the way into the enormous room where the tack was stored. The city kids gaped at the rows of highly polished saddles and bridles.
Marie was pointing out a row of large saddles with higher cantles and horns on the front.
"These are the Western saddles," she explained. "They are easier to ride in because there is more saddle. Jamie, Sam, Ray, Roberto, Jubilee, Timothy, Bobby, Evan, and Rogue can use the Western saddles. Rahne, Kitty, Amara, Jean, Scott, Jennifer, and Kurt can ride with the English saddles."
"But Kurt didn't say he's ridden before," Timothy pointed out. "How come he's gonna ride English?"
"Because he has a tail," Marie replied.
Kurt's jaw dropped. He had worn his image inducer to the stables so no one would be afraid of his appearance.
"Logan told me," Marie explained. "Don't worry Kurt, your secret is safe with me," she added quietly.
When the kids had all grabbed the saddle that they would each use, Marie led them down to the stalls and pointed out the horses assigned to each teenager.
One of the stable grooms helped each of the kids to groom and tack their mounts and to lead them out into the arena next to the barn.
When all of the teens were in the arena, Marie and Logan helped the beginners to mount their horses and walk around the ring.
"Jamie, loosen up your reins a bit, Toby's mouth is delicate. "Kurt, keep your heels down, you don't want your feet to get stuck in the stirrup. Amara, beautiful, just keep an eye on where you're going."
The other kids snickered as Marie pointed out Amara's mistake of letting her horse wander to the center of the ring.
The Nova Roman princess fumed and jerked her horse back to the outer fence.
When the kids had warmed up to their horses and camping equipment equally tied behind saddles, the group hit the trail.
With Marie at the front, experienced riders scattered in the middle, and Logan bringing up the rear, the X-teens began their three hour long trail ride.
Within ten minutes of the ride, the complaints began.
"I'm tired, and my legs hurt," Jamie groaned.
"I'm hungry," Sam muttered.
"My tail is getting squished," Kurt whined.
"Any more complaining and you'll have be having a Danger Room lesson as soon as we get back," Logan warned.
The boys shut up immediately, but continued to whisper amongst themselves.
"My horse is so fat it feels like I'm straddling the Grand Canyon," Ray moaned as he squirmed atop an old black mare.
"Oh yeah? Well at least your horse doesn't walk like a goose," Timothy hissed. "I've been hopping in my saddle ever since I got on it." Seeing that his horse was following the one in front of it perfectly fine without him, Timothy morphed into a griffin and curled up in his saddle.
"Rotten little shape shifter," Sam muttered jealously, trying to find a comfortable spot in his seat.
Timothy opened one eye and glared at Cannonball.
Kurt whined and tried to sit up in his stirrups so as not to squish his tail.
"Dang saddle," he muttered.
The girls were further up the line and enjoying themselves immensely.
"Like, there's so many pretty animals out here," Kitty squealed as they watched a white tailed doe race off into the woods. Kitty leaned down to stroke her buckskin mare's neck. "You're such a good horsie Bali," the teenager cooed.
Amara and Rogue were the only girls not enjoying themselves. They grumbled constantly under their breath about how the horses stunk or about how hot it was, or about the flies that seemed to be bugging only them.
Jubilee was having a ball teasing Scott and Jean as the couple chatted together in front of her.
"Scott and Jean, smoochy smoochy!" she laughed.
Jean glared at her and used her telekinesis to whip a branch into the Asian girl's face.
"Hey!" Jubilee squeaked.
"A little less noise please Miss Jubilee," Marie warned.
Now it was Scott and Jean's turn to tease.
"Aw, did you get in trouble?" Scott snickered as Jubilee hunched sulkily in her saddle.
"Does anybody want to pick up the pace?" Marie called.
"What does that mean?" Jamie wondered.
"Trot," Logan ordered and the horses immediately jogged down the trail.
"This isn't good on my tail," Kurt moaned as he bounced up and down in his saddle.
"Kurt, bounce up with your horse's right shoulder," Rahne instructed him.
The boy followed her orders and the ride went much better for him.
"Dankenshoen!" Kurt called to her.
Hope you're enjoying the longer chapter freckles. BTW, this isn't the real sequel either, just another cute story for in between.
Disclaimer: I don't own the X-Men, but Jennifer and Timothy are mine. And Bali.
Warning: Could be a long fic.
Chapter One
A Trip With Logan
All of the X-boys lay under the shade of a tree, panting in the unseasonally hot March sun.
"Gasp! Its too hot!" Kurt Wagner whispered, his blue fuzzy brow matted with sweat.
"Dude, this is not cool," Evan Daniels panted as he stared out at the shimmering Institute grounds.
"Wanna go for a ride in my convertible on the freeway?" Scott Summers suggested, sitting back and longing for a cool breeze.
"Nah, too much movement," Sam Guthrie moaned as he shaded his eyes from the merciless sun.
Timothy Morlund had turned himself into a winged dragon and was hiding in the shade of a large rock.
"Maybe we could have a squirt-gun fight," he hissed, his forked dragon tongue flicking in and out of his parched mouth.
Just then Kitty Pryde walked up to the boys, decked out in a pink tank top and white bikini bottoms.
"Hey guys!" she called. "Logan's gonna take us for a hike in the mountains!"
The boys gave a mutual groan.
"Did I hear someone volunteer to carry the camping equipment?" Logan snarled from where he stood directly above the lounging boys.
"Come on Herr Logan," Kurt moaned, "we can barely stand in this heat, let alone take an overnight hike."
The other boys nodded their agreement.
"Really," Logan muttered, scratching his chin as if pondering something. "If you can't walk it I guess we'll just skip the hike."
The boys cheered weakly.
"We're gonna take a horse back ride."
"What?" Evan gasped. "You mean on horses?"
"That's the only way to ride em," Logan confirmed.
"Aw come on," Sam argued. "Wouldn't it be too hot for the horses?"
"Its only 68 in the sun boys, perfect horse weather," Logan told them and he marched off towards the mansion.
He looked over his shoulder when he noticed the boys weren't following him.
"Get up," he growled. "Any one who doesn't participate earns themselves an hour session with me in the Danger Room."
The boys hopped to their feet immediately and followed the gruff Canadian into the mansion.
"You'll have to change into jeans," Logan informed the teens that were assembled in the rec room.
"Jeans?" Kitty whined. "But its like, too hot out there!"
"Trust me, you'll want something covering your legs when you get into the saddle," Amara warned them. "I do have several pairs of riding breeches if you girls would like to borrow some."
"But, but," Kurt complained, pointing to his tail. "Horseback riding is murder for dudes vith tails."
"You'll just have to ride English," Amara sniffed. "Less saddle to squish your tail against."
Logan looked at his watch.
"You kids have fifteen minutes to get ready, when your time is up meet me in the X-van."
The teenagers scurried upstairs to get changed.
"Make sure you don't wear anything brand new or expensive," Jennifer warned before she raced into her room.
"And make sure you wear shoes with a heel," Amara added as she ducked into her own room.
The girls were all in there respective rooms, changing into 'cowgirl' wear, but the X-boys just stood in the hall, staring at each other.
"I don't even think I have shoes with a heel," Evan said at last.
"Neither do I," Timothy admitted.
Scott sighed. "Come on guys," he told them. "We have to do this thing, you don't want to have to do a Danger Room session with Logan do you?"
That settled it. The boys all scurried into their rooms to get ready.
Fifteen minutes later, the X-teens all piled into the van, dressed in old shirts, jeans, or riding breeches.
Logan did a headcount.
"Hey shifty," he growled, "you can't get out o' this."
"I'm right here," Timothy explained, as he sat on the back of Logan's seat, six inches tall with wings sprouting from his back.
"What are you supposed to be?" Logan asked.
"I'm a fairy," the boy replied.
Logan snorted and turned back around in his seat.
The kids chatted happily as the Institute faded away and the van drove down the road to an enormous riding facility.
"Its about time you came to see me again," a tall, blond haired woman smiled to Logan as the X-Men filed out of the van.
"Hello Marie," Logan murmured as he took another head count. All of the kids were present, two more Jamies than usual because he bumped his arm on the drive over.
Marie was counting the kids as well.
"I think we have just enough horses for you all," she concluded as the twin Jamies disappeared back into the original. "Have any of you ever ridden before?"
Kitty, Amara, Jean, Rahne, and Jennifer of the girls raised their hands, but of the boys only Scott raised his hand.
"I went once with Jean," he explained when the other boys gave him quizzical glances.
The teens and Logan followed Marie into the huge thirty stall horse barn.
Several of the horses were already hitched to the cross ties and stable workers were brushing them down.
"Most of you will have to ride English," Marie explained as the group walked down the aisle towards the tack room. "We only have a few Western saddles so we'll let the least experienced use them."
Marie led the way into the enormous room where the tack was stored. The city kids gaped at the rows of highly polished saddles and bridles.
Marie was pointing out a row of large saddles with higher cantles and horns on the front.
"These are the Western saddles," she explained. "They are easier to ride in because there is more saddle. Jamie, Sam, Ray, Roberto, Jubilee, Timothy, Bobby, Evan, and Rogue can use the Western saddles. Rahne, Kitty, Amara, Jean, Scott, Jennifer, and Kurt can ride with the English saddles."
"But Kurt didn't say he's ridden before," Timothy pointed out. "How come he's gonna ride English?"
"Because he has a tail," Marie replied.
Kurt's jaw dropped. He had worn his image inducer to the stables so no one would be afraid of his appearance.
"Logan told me," Marie explained. "Don't worry Kurt, your secret is safe with me," she added quietly.
When the kids had all grabbed the saddle that they would each use, Marie led them down to the stalls and pointed out the horses assigned to each teenager.
One of the stable grooms helped each of the kids to groom and tack their mounts and to lead them out into the arena next to the barn.
When all of the teens were in the arena, Marie and Logan helped the beginners to mount their horses and walk around the ring.
"Jamie, loosen up your reins a bit, Toby's mouth is delicate. "Kurt, keep your heels down, you don't want your feet to get stuck in the stirrup. Amara, beautiful, just keep an eye on where you're going."
The other kids snickered as Marie pointed out Amara's mistake of letting her horse wander to the center of the ring.
The Nova Roman princess fumed and jerked her horse back to the outer fence.
When the kids had warmed up to their horses and camping equipment equally tied behind saddles, the group hit the trail.
With Marie at the front, experienced riders scattered in the middle, and Logan bringing up the rear, the X-teens began their three hour long trail ride.
Within ten minutes of the ride, the complaints began.
"I'm tired, and my legs hurt," Jamie groaned.
"I'm hungry," Sam muttered.
"My tail is getting squished," Kurt whined.
"Any more complaining and you'll have be having a Danger Room lesson as soon as we get back," Logan warned.
The boys shut up immediately, but continued to whisper amongst themselves.
"My horse is so fat it feels like I'm straddling the Grand Canyon," Ray moaned as he squirmed atop an old black mare.
"Oh yeah? Well at least your horse doesn't walk like a goose," Timothy hissed. "I've been hopping in my saddle ever since I got on it." Seeing that his horse was following the one in front of it perfectly fine without him, Timothy morphed into a griffin and curled up in his saddle.
"Rotten little shape shifter," Sam muttered jealously, trying to find a comfortable spot in his seat.
Timothy opened one eye and glared at Cannonball.
Kurt whined and tried to sit up in his stirrups so as not to squish his tail.
"Dang saddle," he muttered.
The girls were further up the line and enjoying themselves immensely.
"Like, there's so many pretty animals out here," Kitty squealed as they watched a white tailed doe race off into the woods. Kitty leaned down to stroke her buckskin mare's neck. "You're such a good horsie Bali," the teenager cooed.
Amara and Rogue were the only girls not enjoying themselves. They grumbled constantly under their breath about how the horses stunk or about how hot it was, or about the flies that seemed to be bugging only them.
Jubilee was having a ball teasing Scott and Jean as the couple chatted together in front of her.
"Scott and Jean, smoochy smoochy!" she laughed.
Jean glared at her and used her telekinesis to whip a branch into the Asian girl's face.
"Hey!" Jubilee squeaked.
"A little less noise please Miss Jubilee," Marie warned.
Now it was Scott and Jean's turn to tease.
"Aw, did you get in trouble?" Scott snickered as Jubilee hunched sulkily in her saddle.
"Does anybody want to pick up the pace?" Marie called.
"What does that mean?" Jamie wondered.
"Trot," Logan ordered and the horses immediately jogged down the trail.
"This isn't good on my tail," Kurt moaned as he bounced up and down in his saddle.
"Kurt, bounce up with your horse's right shoulder," Rahne instructed him.
The boy followed her orders and the ride went much better for him.
"Dankenshoen!" Kurt called to her.
Hope you're enjoying the longer chapter freckles. BTW, this isn't the real sequel either, just another cute story for in between.