Playing Games with the Girls
By Izzy

Kitty sat on her bed, holding up a mock telephone. "Xavier School for the Criminally Bewildered, can I help you?"

Rogue pulled a wary Logan into their dorm. "I have a Wolverine I need to turn over to you."

Kitty put the phone down and grinned wickedly. "What do you want us to do to him?"

"How did I get talked into this?" growled Logan.

"Oh dear, temper problem." Jubilee rose from her bed. "We need a specialist. I'll be it."

"Mr. Wolverine, if you would please sit down." She meant business, Logan could tell. Resignedly, he sat down on Rogue's bed.

At least this was getting Rogue to smile.