Most people spent all day in the danger room. The Professor had loaded
virtual versions of the Justice League into the system and the X-Men spent
all day fighting them. Wolverine always seemed to make short work of
Hawkgirl but could never quite finish off Superman. Gambit was training
against Wonder Woman but most reckoned the cajun was more interested in her
than of killing her. Rogue always seemed to end in a muscle to muscle
battle with Aquaman and Nightcrawler was enjoying tying Plastic Man in
knots. However a certain gloom hung over everyone as they knew it was going
to be a lot tougher than this. An awful lot tougher.
The only person who really didn't spend any time training was Beast. He was on his computer and when asked what he was doing he simply said "Research". But thanks to Nightcrawler sneaking in on him they discovered that he was talking to someone via E-chat. Disappointedly, Beast didn't allow Nightcrawler to see who. ` After a hard day's training -or chatting in Beast's case- the X-Men settled down for a good meal. According to Wolverine, Jean had cooked salmon, with mash potato, carrots, peas and broccoli. Hearing this, Nightcrawler disappeared and Wolverine growled "Elf ain't gonna get the biggest portion again" and with another growl he ran down the hallway as fast as his adamantium filled legs could carry him.
Halfway there a good scent confirmed once again that the Elf had got there first. Well, second place ain't bad.
Wolverine ran into the kitchen to find Nightcrawler hanging from the ceiling eating his potatoes.
"Logan, I, errr."
Wolverine was too quick. He grabbed Nightcrawler's tail and pulled it hard enough to get him off the ceiling and into a chair.
"What did I tell you about the ceiling?"
"Logan." said a soft voice.
"Yeah"
"Your dinner" Wolverine turned around to see Jean Grey holding a plate of food.
"Thanks darlin'"
Jean smiled and went back to the kitchen to get Cyclops', who had just walked in to the dining room.
"I need a fork" said Wolverine a Jean walked back. A fork levitated from the kitchen and floated onto Wolverine's plate. "Thanks"
Jean smiled again.
Soon enough everyone was tucking into their food and everything was normal except Nightcrawler was using his tail instead of a fork and Storm kept refilling her water glass with a small rain cloud that hovered above her head. When Wolverine finished he intended to leave the room but the Professor barged in.
"They're here!" the Professor yelled. "They're here!"
The only person who really didn't spend any time training was Beast. He was on his computer and when asked what he was doing he simply said "Research". But thanks to Nightcrawler sneaking in on him they discovered that he was talking to someone via E-chat. Disappointedly, Beast didn't allow Nightcrawler to see who. ` After a hard day's training -or chatting in Beast's case- the X-Men settled down for a good meal. According to Wolverine, Jean had cooked salmon, with mash potato, carrots, peas and broccoli. Hearing this, Nightcrawler disappeared and Wolverine growled "Elf ain't gonna get the biggest portion again" and with another growl he ran down the hallway as fast as his adamantium filled legs could carry him.
Halfway there a good scent confirmed once again that the Elf had got there first. Well, second place ain't bad.
Wolverine ran into the kitchen to find Nightcrawler hanging from the ceiling eating his potatoes.
"Logan, I, errr."
Wolverine was too quick. He grabbed Nightcrawler's tail and pulled it hard enough to get him off the ceiling and into a chair.
"What did I tell you about the ceiling?"
"Logan." said a soft voice.
"Yeah"
"Your dinner" Wolverine turned around to see Jean Grey holding a plate of food.
"Thanks darlin'"
Jean smiled and went back to the kitchen to get Cyclops', who had just walked in to the dining room.
"I need a fork" said Wolverine a Jean walked back. A fork levitated from the kitchen and floated onto Wolverine's plate. "Thanks"
Jean smiled again.
Soon enough everyone was tucking into their food and everything was normal except Nightcrawler was using his tail instead of a fork and Storm kept refilling her water glass with a small rain cloud that hovered above her head. When Wolverine finished he intended to leave the room but the Professor barged in.
"They're here!" the Professor yelled. "They're here!"
