Wolf groaned. Someone annoying was shaking him while he was trying to sleep.

"Come on, Wolf, wake up," Pyro said, "You'll miss dinner."

"Go away," he mumbled as he turned his back to him.

Pyro shook him again, but he just ignored it.

SMACK!

"Ow!" he yelped, grabbed his butt and rolling over.

"See, I told you it vould vake him."

"Kurt, I'm gonna kill you!"

Kurt laughed. "Sure you vill. Now let's go eat, I'm hungry."

Wolf growled. "Why couldn't you just go by yourselves and let me sleep?"

"Because then we'd have to listen to you complain about how hungry you are later," Pyro rolled his eyes, "Come on, you can sleep after you eat. You already missed all our afternoon free time."

Wolf shook himself and yawned. "Fine," he said as he stood up and walked with them to the dining hall.

_

After dinner Kurt wanted to play some video games so he went to the gameroom, and Pyro just walked with Wolf back to their room.

"Guess what I got the other night," Wolf smirked when they got there.

"Um rabies?" Pyro smirked back.

"Shut up," Wolf growled. Then he went to his trunk and pulled out the two beers he stole from Logan's fridge and handed one to Pyro.

Pyro grinned as he took it. "Where did you get this?"

"Logan's stash," Wolf smirked as he bit the cap off and tasted it. He spit it out immediately. "Ugh, this is disgusting! How can he drink it so much?"

Pyro laughed. "It's not about the taste, it's about how it makes you feel."

Wolf scrunched his nose as he thought about that.

"Try it," Pyro smiled as he took a long sip.

Wolf looked at him suspiciously, then carefully took another taste, swallowing quickly. It still tasted like p!ss, but he caught the slight buzz afterwords. "I see what you mean," he smiled as he took a longer sip.

Pyro nodded. "It took me a while to get used to the taste, and for you it will probably take longer; your senses are stronger."

He looked at him. "You've had it before?"

Pyro scoffed. "Of course, many times."

Wolf shook his head and kept drinking, finishing the rest in one long draught. When he was done he dropped the bottle and stumbled back. "Whoa I feel funny"

Pyro rolled his eyes. "Stop acting, Wolf. No one gets drunk from one bottle of beer."

"No I really" he fell on the ground.

"Wolf?" Pyro knelt down next to him, now concerned. "How many fingers am I holding up?"

It took Wolf a few seconds to try to focus. Then he panicked. "OhmyGod!" he cried, "I'm goin' blind! Evrytin's blurry!"

"F^ck," Pyro groaned, "You can't hold alcohol at all!"

Wolf cried and rolled on the floor.

Pyro wasn't quite sure what to do. He quickly grabbed the beer bottles and threw them away, then he pulled Wolf off the floor. "Come on, we're heading to the bathroom!"

Wolf stumbled and started to hyperventilate. "I can't see an' the room's movin'!" he slurred.

"That's why we're going to the bathroom," Pyro said, "A cold shower might sober you." He just hoped no one would see him like this.

"No!" Wolf pulled away from him and laid down on the floor with his head in his hands. "I'm no' movin' 'til it's gone!" he whispered as he began to shake.

Pyro looked at him, he was shaking badly. He sighed and walked out of the room, leaving him there.

_

Logan was in his office when he heard a knock on the door. "Come in," he called.

Pyro nervously opened the door and took one step inside. "Um, you need to come help Wolf."

"What's wrong?" Logan asked as he stood up from his desk.

Pyro looked to the side. "Well, he's kinda drunk"

"What?"

"Just come on," Pyro said, "He's not taking it well."

Logan growled in annoyance and followed him to their room.

Wolf was still on the floor, groaning as he held his head.

"How many has he had?"

"One," Pyro answered.

Logan looked at Pyro. "He did not just have one!"

"He did!" Pyro said indignantly, "I'm not lying!"

Logan sighed, he'd sort that out later. He picked Wolf up and threw him over his shoulder. Wolf growled; he thought the room was attacking him.

"Come with me," Logan said to Pyro as he began to walk towards the Danger Room.

"Um, the bathroom's that way," Pyro pointed, "Shouldn't we put him under cold water?"

Logan nodded. "He should be submerged in water, not just under a shower, but the bathrooms don't have tubs." He entered the DRoom and walked to a utilities closet where a barrel of water sat in the corner. The water was used to clean the floor of the DRoom between classes because, let's face it, when the students were supposed to fight Logan it could get bloody. The barrel was emptied and refilled at the end of the last class of the day, so luckily for Wolf this water was clean and fresh.

Logan unceremoniously dumped Wolf's upper half into the barrel, face down, and grabbed a fistful of his shirt to hold him there for a few seconds.

The shock of cold water and not being able to breathe sobered Wolf quickly.

Darkness the sudden immersion into cold wetness as all sound is gone save the roaring surrounding him.. the loss of air as wet cloth clung to his face

Wolf panicked and tried to push himself up and away from the water.

Confusion and loss of control as he tumbled, swirling through the black water he can't move the feeling of complete helplessness

His struggled became more violent and desperate, but Logan held him down for just a few more seconds.

Surrounded by that cloth, so like a womb but a dead one that gives no comfort he's all alone air bubbles stream from his nose and mouth as water rushes in

Logan finally let him up and Wolf kicked the barrel as he was freed, sending water everywhere. He fell to the floor, coughing and panting, then looked up to see who would do that to him.

Logan crossed his arms as he looked at him.

Wolf's eyes got wide as his facial expression turned from fear to absolute shock. "Why'd you try to drown me?" he asked, voice full of hurt.

Logan raised an eyebrow. "Wolf, you were under there for twenty seconds; I counted. You don't drown from twenty seconds, and I wouldn't have let you."

Wolf glared at him. "You were trying to drown me!" he accused, "Why were you trying to get rid of me?"

Logan rolled his eyes and crouched next to where Wolf was currently sitting. Wolf immediately scooted away and growled.

Logan looked at him. "Wolf, I wasn't drowning you and I wasn't trying to get rid of you. I don't know where that idea even came from. Do you remember how bad you felt a few minutes ago?"

Wolf nodded slowly.

"Do you still feel that way?"

Wolf was silent for a few seconds. "No, but my head hurts now" He smiled slightly as realization came to him. "My senses are all clear now!"

"That's what I was doing," Logan said to him.

Wolf blinked and looked at him. Then he jumped up and hugged him.

Logan grunted in surprise.

"Don't ever put me under water again!" he begged, "I'll never ever ever drink beer again, just don't do that to me!"

Pyro snickered at the look on Logan's face, and Logan glared at him.

Logan sighed. "I won't dunk you again if you don't get drunk."

Wolf sniffed. "I won't, I promise! I don't like losing my senses."

Logan rubbed his head, trying to calm him down since he was still shaking. "Okay, I think you learned your lesson, I won't punish you for this."

Wolf looked at him. "Why do you even like that stuff? It's terrible!"

"Who says I do?" Logan looked at him.

"You drink it all the time!"

"That doesn't mean anything, pup."

Wolf nodded, then leaned up and licked his shoulder.

Logan immediately pushed him across the room.

Wolf whined and looked at him, confused.

"Don't lick people," Logan said sternly. "At least, not as a human. You're gonna confuse people if you do. That's something only dogs do."

Pyro just looked at Wolf. "Um So he wasn't joking around when he licked my face earlier?"

"Probably not," Logan sighed, "That's from his wolf half. Don't take it the wrong way though; grooming is part of a dogs nature and how they show any kind of affection. Just push him away if he does it again."

Pyro nodded.

Wolf pouted at them, "Well if I can't lick, what can I do?"

Logan shook his head. "I'm not getting into that right now. Wolf, go back to your room and sleep off that headache, you'll feel better in the morning."

Wolf nodded and shook the rest of the water off himself before standing up. "Okay," he said as he began to walk out the door.

Logan stood and looked at Pyro, then grabbed his arm and dragged him to the stack of mats.

"Wait, what did I do?" Pyro protested as he pulled away from him.

"You were drinking too, I can smell it on your breath," Logan growled as he sat and pulled him across his lap, "And unlike Wolf, I can't guarantee that you won't do it again."

"No, don't Logan!" Pyro tried to get up.

Before Logan could hit him even once, he was knocked sideways as Wolf barreled into him. "Leave him alone!" he growled.

Logan rolled his eyes. "Wolf, I know you want to protect your friends, but Pyro deserves this."

"I don't care!" Wolf growled, "Don't touch him!"

Logan looked at him and stood up, grabbing Wolf's collar. Then he dragged him out of the DRoom and closed and locked the door.

Wolf growled and tried to get back in, but he couldn't. So he laid outside the door and waited.