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.
