"Get down from the ceiling Elf" said Wolverine in his usual gruff voice.
"I'm eating breakfast!" said Nightcrawler in his German accent.
"You're on the ceiling!" said Wolverine again. Nightcrawler let out a brief sigh before disappearing in a puff of smoke. Another puff showed him reappearing in the chair next to Beast's.
Wolverine let a single claw with a snikt and used it to grab six pancakes and put them on his own plate. Rogue looked towards him with that look she saved just for him. Wolverine fell for it again grabbing four pancakes for Rogue and putting them on her plate. Rogue smiled at him and tucked into her pancakes.
Nightcrawler always sat next to Beast. Sometimes he felt like Beast was the only he could turn to, the only one who could understand what it felt like to be. blue. He sighed as he picked up a sausage with his tail and stuffed it into his mouth. At least he had a home now, a family in the X-Men. Ok, Wolverine wasn't the greatest housemate in the world and neither was Gambit but as least he had someone to play pool with.
Before Long all the X-Men were gathered in the dining room. There were 8 of them all together. Well, there were more but they didn't go on missions to stop Magneto and his Brotherhood. Of course, the Professor was also here but he tended to hide in his office doing stuff that no-one could guess. Jean tended to hide in there too helping the Professor and only coming out to see Cyclops. But today was obviously an exception as he rolled into the dining room on his wheelchair.
"I'm afraid I have bad news. We are being pursued."
"Again" said Logan "I'm gonna kill Magneto" Letting his claws out for dramatic effect.
"It's not Magneto this time Logan" said the Professor completely emotionless.
"Who then?" asked Rogue in that cockney drawl of hers.
"The Justice League" said the Professor turning his head to the floor.
"Zhe Justice League?" said Nightcrawler is amazement.
"You gotta be kidding me"
"I'm afraid not Gambit. We have no choice we must defend ourselves."
The X-Men stared at the Professor in pure awe. They had never seen him choose hostility over peace. Everyone was purely surprised, so surprised that Cyclops opened his eyes so wide that his optic blast from under his glasses burnt one of Storm's sausages to dust.
"We must defend ourselves" the Professor repeated. "By any means necessary."