Here's another X-Men fan-fic.
Disclaimer: The Prince and the Pauper belongs to Walt Disney, and X-Men belongs to Fox and Disney, and the characters from that and any other Marvel character I use belongs to Marvel Comics and Stan Lee.
Prince James and Logan
Chapter 1: Just Like the King
For many years, England was ruled by a wise and good king, and the people flourished and were very happy. But eventually, the good king became ill and darkness fell over the countryside. As the king grew weaker, his king of the guard, a ruthless and cruel man named Nathanial Essex, saw his chance to rob and terrorize the people of England. And worst of all, he did it in the king's name. It seemed that no one could save the kingdom of England from the thieving Captain Essex and his ruthless henchmen. Until one day several years after the king became ill.
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Logan and his friend Wade Wilson were talking by their snow cone cart in winter as Logan held up several old twigs.
"Kindling." Logan said. "Fresh kindling, right here. Can't cook dinner without fire… Right?
No one bought a single stick of firewood, and Logan's stomach roared in anguish. He hadn't had a decent meal in months and just barely survived on what he and Wade shared.
"Man, I'm hungry." Logan said as he rubbed his stomach.
"Snow cones." Wade said. "Snow cones here. We've got all kinds of flavors. We have plain, lime, and lemon."
No one came here either.
"So Wade how's business?" Logan asked.
"If no one takes any of this stuff soon, I'm gonna have to eat these myself." Wade grumbled.
"Well it could be worse." Logan said optimistically. "Come on guys, secret handshake."
Wade and Logan shook hands, high fived each other, and did an Egyptian style of dancing for a few seconds and put their heads together.
"You always knew how to cheer me up, dude." Wade said with a smile.
"Trust me." Logan said with a smile as he felt in his heart it was true. "One of these days, we'll be eating just like the king. We'll have lots of turkey and ham and potatoes and corn and-"
"Ice cream, cookies, and pie!" Wade finished with a smile.
"Fruit tarts and cobblers as piled as high as Wade." Logan called out.
"Song time! Give me a suckling pig to make my belly big." Wade said with a smile.
"I'm just a little guy." Logan said as he took a spare wheel and held it out. "Give me a pizza pie."
"I'd have a happy place next to the fire place." Wade said as he knelt by the butcher's.
"I'd like a hat to wear." Logan said as he put a bucket over his head for a laugh.
"And thermal underwear." Wade said with a gasp as a winter wind rushed by.
Wade then put an old rag around Logan's neck like a cloak as Logan held up an unsold piece of wood.
It would be appealing,
Just to have the royal feeling.
Doing everything a little bit like a king.
"Like a king!" Wade called out.
"Like a king!" Logan replied.
"Just a little bit like a king." They both repeated.
I . . . Would love to live just like a king! (Just a little like… Just little bit like…)
Just then, Captain Essex and his men, who many nicknamed, the Marauders, drove by in a large carriage. As it passed, Logan sighed and knelt beside the castle wall. It couldn't hurt too badly to see inside.
"Hello?" Logan asked as he knocked.
"Who goes there?" A well-built man with light brown hair asked.
"I'd just like to-" Logan began when he saw the man gasp and open the door.
"Come right inside." The man said with an oily manner.
"Wow." Logan said. "Thanks."
Logan had never really had too much experience with the guards, so maybe all his and Wade's friends just exaggerated.
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As the prince left, Victor sighed with relief when Captain Essex stepped on his foot, and he felt like a lion had stepped on it instead of a slim man.
"What do you think this is, Lieutenant Creed?" Captain Essex asked. "An open house?"
"But sir that was the prince." Victor explained.
"Then who's that you twit?!" Captain Essex snapped as he held Victor up to the window, and he saw the outline of Prince James sitting in his class.
Well that was a nice beginning, wouldn't you say?