Title: Breakfast and the Beast
Characters/Pairings: Girl!Charles, Erik, Logan
Rating: PG13 (language)
Warnings: genderbending
Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men. Just my love of genderbending.
Charlotte Xavier sidled up to the tall man at the bar, short skirt swishing. More than a few of the men who were in there, early in the day as it was, turned to follow the movement. Her voice filtered silkily through the smoke.
"Good morning. Is this really an appropriate breakfast venue?" she enquired of her companion as she sat down next to him. He helped her take off her trench coat in an old-world gentlemanly gesture.
"Apparently it is for Logan, our target," he replied evenly. "The man drinks like a beast." Dark eyes alert, Erik scanned his surroundings warily. Too many people for his tastes.
A dainty hand rested reassuringly on his arm, and Charlotte spoke, "I'm good with people, remember? Don't worry."
"You're answering my thoughts again, Charlotte," he noted kindly. This had ceased to bother him a while ago. They were too close for the telepath to not constantly pick up on his thoughts. The invasion of privacy had scared him initially, but then he realized having someone who knew everything was liberating. Having her always in his head was reassuring.
The grip on his arm tightened and he quickly focused. "Erik, Logan's the one with the sideburns." His answer was a nod and a thought outlining the usual plan. Silently, the pair got up and introduced themselves to the rough-cut man who was their target.
"Hello, I'm Charlotte Xavier," the short woman said at his left.
"Erik Lehnsherr," finished the menacing man on his right.
Logan turned to say hello, seeing the woman's long legs from where he was.
"Hello yourself," he spoke, slurred. Either this wasn't the first bar of the day or he was still drunk from last night. "How are ya?"
"I've actually got a question for you," she continued confidently. "Did you realize I'm speaking in your head?"
Logan looked at how the man watched the woman, thought for a second about the hopelessness of getting her, then responded rather lucidly. "Go fuck yourselves."