Title: Fabulous Fatal Felines
Part: 17/? By Natalia
Notes: Thoughts are between // //, 'kay?
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Logan dressed in his X-Gear ((TM)), ready for a long Danger Room session to shake off that stupid dream he'd had staring Scooter and his cats. It was all his own fault, though, that he'd gotten stuck watching them. If he didn't have it so bad for Jean, he'd of never agreed.
"Stupid cats." He growled at them, grabbing them by the scruff of their necks. They hissed and mewled at his mishandling of them. Chuck wanted to play "pet the kitty" for the day, and that was fine with him. Let Baldy get attacked by the innocent looking, yet vicious scarps of fur.
He marched into the Professor's office and tossed the cats in, shutting the door before they could run out.
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Professor Xavier sat behind his desk. The two kittens were sitting atop his desk, staring at him inquisitively. They'd been sitting there for sometime since Logan had dumped them in his office.
He'd been using his powers to their maximum, trying to contact them the way they had to him.
"What do you suppose 'e es trying to do, Bella?" Fluffy stifled a yawn.
"I don' know. Maybe 'e es trying to speak to us in our 'eads?"
"Per'aps. I 'ope 'e hurries. I'm very 'ungry, Bella."
"You are always 'ungry." Bella snorted.
"I cannot 'elp it. I am a growing chatton." She slunk up closer to Professor Xavier. //Monsieur Aucun Cheveu! J'ai très faim! FEED ME!//
Professor Xavier jerked back with the sudden, and loud, French accented voice in his mind. He fixed his eyes on the white cat as he composed himself. //If you want to be fed, ask in the proper manner.//
//Ah-ah, Monsieur, I am a kitten, 'ow do you know zat es not proper manners pour moi?//
// Je suis désolé, Monsieur No-'air, Fluffy, we t'ink, was left to us by alley cats. Least zat is what Maman always said."
"Zat es not true!" Fluffy hissed at Bella, hurt by that statement. "Who was ze only one not all blanc, huh? I t'ink zat was you, ma soeur."
" Père was grey, Dummy."
//Excuse me.// Professor Xavier interrupted. //I did not ask Logan to bring you here so the two of you could bicker.//
//Who es Logan?// Bella and Fluffy asked.
//The hairy man.// Professor Xavier sighed. It was going to be a long morning.
Read it? Review it. Merci Beaucoup. :)
Part: 17/? By Natalia
Notes: Thoughts are between // //, 'kay?
Thanks: Thanks so much for all the feedback!
Logan dressed in his X-Gear ((TM)), ready for a long Danger Room session to shake off that stupid dream he'd had staring Scooter and his cats. It was all his own fault, though, that he'd gotten stuck watching them. If he didn't have it so bad for Jean, he'd of never agreed.
"Stupid cats." He growled at them, grabbing them by the scruff of their necks. They hissed and mewled at his mishandling of them. Chuck wanted to play "pet the kitty" for the day, and that was fine with him. Let Baldy get attacked by the innocent looking, yet vicious scarps of fur.
He marched into the Professor's office and tossed the cats in, shutting the door before they could run out.
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Professor Xavier sat behind his desk. The two kittens were sitting atop his desk, staring at him inquisitively. They'd been sitting there for sometime since Logan had dumped them in his office.
He'd been using his powers to their maximum, trying to contact them the way they had to him.
"What do you suppose 'e es trying to do, Bella?" Fluffy stifled a yawn.
"I don' know. Maybe 'e es trying to speak to us in our 'eads?"
"Per'aps. I 'ope 'e hurries. I'm very 'ungry, Bella."
"You are always 'ungry." Bella snorted.
"I cannot 'elp it. I am a growing chatton." She slunk up closer to Professor Xavier. //Monsieur Aucun Cheveu! J'ai très faim! FEED ME!//
Professor Xavier jerked back with the sudden, and loud, French accented voice in his mind. He fixed his eyes on the white cat as he composed himself. //If you want to be fed, ask in the proper manner.//
//Ah-ah, Monsieur, I am a kitten, 'ow do you know zat es not proper manners pour moi?//
// Je suis désolé, Monsieur No-'air, Fluffy, we t'ink, was left to us by alley cats. Least zat is what Maman always said."
"Zat es not true!" Fluffy hissed at Bella, hurt by that statement. "Who was ze only one not all blanc, huh? I t'ink zat was you, ma soeur."
" Père was grey, Dummy."
//Excuse me.// Professor Xavier interrupted. //I did not ask Logan to bring you here so the two of you could bicker.//
//Who es Logan?// Bella and Fluffy asked.
//The hairy man.// Professor Xavier sighed. It was going to be a long morning.
Read it? Review it. Merci Beaucoup. :)