Chapter 2

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Meanwhile back at Mutant Manner the Danger Room session for the day had just let out. Everyone was exhausted. Logan had been on a rampage for the past week. He normally got like this before he went on the road. All they had to do was endure a session or two more and then Mr. McCoy would let them play dodge ball until Logan got back.

"I have never been in so much pain," groaned Magma as she eased her self into a chair.

"As much as I don't want to admit it that session was a little too intense for me too," said Jean.

"Vhy does he do zeez things to us? asked Kurt.

"Ah, don't know, but Ah'm going goin' to bed early," said Rogue.

"That's not a bad idea," said Kitty following Rogue out of the commons room.

"I don't know what all of you are complaining about. I thought today's session was invigorating!" said Scott.

"You would," commented Berzerker (he's with the X-men, right?)

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Up in Kitty and Rogue's room Kitty was getting dressed for her date with Lance later that night.

"Ah, don't know wha you even bother dressing for him, he's only gonna tare your clothes off later." Rogue pointed out as she read a book on her bed.

"Like what do you care?" asked Kitty indignantly.

"Ah don't, but Ah will when Ah have ta be the one ta explain your torn clothes."

"Oh, would you like relax and braid me hair already!"

"Whay can't ya braid it yerself?" asked Rouge.

"Because my arms are too sore to reach all the way behind my head, like I so hate it when Mr. Logan goes into training mode major."

"Fihne," said Rogue as she put her book on the nightstand and lifted a pair of satin gloves, "bring that brush over here and sit down."

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Gambit woke up on the couch four hours after the meeting ended. His headache was gone, but his arm still stung. The funny part was Gambit didn't remember walking over to the couch.

"So you finally decided to wake up," said Sabertooth as he read the obituaries.

Remy looked up to see Creed sitting across from him, "What time is it?"

"A little after 5," responded Sabertooth.

Remy slowly rose to his feet still a little off balance, "Gambit be back later, non" and then made his way to the door.

Mystique and Magneto came running into the commons room when they heard Remy's motorcycle backfire as he pulled out of the garage.

"Tell me you didn't just let him walk out of here!" shouted Magneto.

"Ok" said Creed not looking up from the obituaries.