The Wolverine within the Logan: The Beast within the Beauty
Chapter 9: A Great Mutation
Wolverine gently stroked Jubilee's long black hair. He had been surprised at how long it had grown when he first saw her. It was beautiful, she was beautiful. He smiled, watching her sleeping with her eyes gently closed. He was feeling ridiculously proud of her. She had managed to track him all the way here without him ever noticing, and that was not something that was easy to do. He continued to stoke her hair and her face, drinking in her closeness. Wolverine leaned down, unable to resist. He brushed his scraggly whiskers against her soft cheek, breathing her in. Giving into his desires, he brushed a soft, fleeting kiss across her cheek, feeling like he was stealing something valuable. Her cheek was soft and smooth, unmarred by hatred or anger. He loved her innocence.
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Jubilee opened a groggy eye, the sun blinding. Wolverine was leaning over her, a smile covering his face. She screamed and tried to stand up, forgetting her injured leg. She fell over onto her face yet again. When would she learn? Wolverine stood up, hearty laughter shaking his entire body, and bringing beautiful changes to his face. He looked boyish and innocent when he laughed like that, and Jubilee could easily believe that an angel would laugh just like that.
" 'bout time yeh got up darlin', 'course yeh coulda gotten' up flamin' lot quieter then dat, yeh almost gave me a flamin' heart attack"
Wolverine chucked
"well you shouldn't have scared me to death like that! How'm I supposed to know that is you when yer so close?"
Jubilee demanded, nearly hysterical. Wolverine laughed, infuriating her even more.
"Aw Jubes, yer gonna forgive me right?"
Jubilee looked at him like he was crazy.
"Forgive you? After you run off without telling me AGAIN? After you steal my BIKE? After putting me through HELL? YOU JUST EXPECT ME TO ROLL OVER AND FORGIVE YOU DON'T YOU!?"
Jubilee's voice grew louder with each word until she was shouting at Wolverine. Wolverine looked with surprise at this tiny woman who probably didn't even weigh a third his weight, yelling at him to his face. Jubilee certainly had never done this before, but then again she had never done most of the things that she had done in the past few days before.
"Jubes, I. . . I'm sorry. . ."
Wolverine apologized in a huskily voice, then Wolverine asked curiously,
"that. . . that's your bike?"
Jubilee looked at him stunned,
"Haven't you heard anything that I've said!? Don't you care that you've broken your promise AGAIN!? IS THAT STUPID BIKE ALL YOU CARE ABOUT?"
"Well darlin', its an awful nice bike. I thought I was stealin' one a Cykes."
Wolverine answered, surprised and disappointed that Cyke wasn't going to find one of his bikes stolen by the infamous Wolverine.
Jubilee screamed, hitting the ground, Wolverine's nonchalant responses making her even more angry. Wolverine just looked at her, perplexed.
"Darlin' wats wrong?"
Jubilee breathed slowly and deeply, trying to calm down.
"You left again. Without telling me. You broke your promise. You stole my bike."
Jubilee replied with calm, clipped words, adding with her thoughts that he had broke her heart again.
"I told yer I was leavin', jest not in words darlin'. I left yer my dog tags dint I? And I am awful sorry 'bout the bike, I dint know it was yers. I was hopein' it was Cykes. . . is too bad it aint Cyke's too, I woulda loved to see 'im all upset."
Wolverine said with a rueful look on his face.
"Yep, one a these days, Imma steal his bike, den stay there jest to see his reaction. . . "
Wolverine added with a dreamy, far-off look in his eyes.
Jubilee laughed, hating herself for forgiving him so easily. When he went into his cute modes that almost no one ever saw, he was irresistible.
"Besides. . . "
She consoled herself,
"he did leave me his dog tags."
She said out loud to Wolverine,
"well you don't gotta worry about Cyke bein' disappointed, I stole one a his bikes."
Wolverine looked at her with a delightful look in his eyes.
"Thatta girl! I knew yer had it in yah! But how'd yah git the key?"
"I dint. I hotwired it."
Jubilee answered with a mischievous glint in her eyes.
"yeh did what? Yer becomin' a regular thief Jubes, Imma prouda ya"
Jubilee laughed at his gentle teasing.
"well. . . I dint exactly hotwire it. . . I sorta paffed it a lil and it sorta hotwired itself. . ."
Wolverine roared with laughter.
"Jubes that's one great gift yeh got there darlin'."
She grinned at his compliment. People seldom complimented on her mutation, and no one had ever called it great. Most of the time it was called " the sissy mutation," or the "stupid one." Very seldom called a great mutation.
"Jubes, I think we gotta git back to Xavers."
"ok, Wolvie. . ."
She replied
He threw her a hand to help her up, and Jubilee forgot about her injured ankle, took his hand, and leaned heavily on her hurt ankle.
She screamed in pain, and sat back down roughly, pulling Wolverine down with her. Their bodies made contact. Wolverine drew in a sharp breath, feeling her softness underneath him. He then realized that her whole body was contorted in pain.
"Jubes wats wrong?"
Jubilee soundlessly pointed to her ankle, with a grimace of pain on her face. Wolverine swore colorfully, and carefully touched her ankle.
"Is not broken, I think is sprained. Nothin' to worry 'bout darlin'."
Wolverine told her reassuringly. Jubilee nodded a silent ok, her entire right leg throbbing.
"we better git yeh back to McCoy an' git yeh all fixed up"
He didn't wait for an answer; instead he hefted her light body up in his arms and strolled powerfully over to the motorcycle.
"We'r gonna hafta leave boy scouts bike here. . . I'd hate to be the one ta tell 'im dat his bikes gone"
Wolverine told her with an evil grin on his face. He sat Jubilee gently on the back of the motorcycle, and climbed in the front.
"Hold on tight darlin', we'e gonna be ridin' flamin' fast."
"Worry 'bout yerself Wolvie, I know how to ride. When I was followin' you I had the hardest time tryin' ta go slow."
Jubilee teased him viciously, with a delighted grin on her face. Wolverine's only answer was a rough growl. Things were going better then Jubilee had ever planned.
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Should I continue this? I'm tempted to start a new fic and throw this one out. Please review if you want more!
Chapter 9: A Great Mutation
Wolverine gently stroked Jubilee's long black hair. He had been surprised at how long it had grown when he first saw her. It was beautiful, she was beautiful. He smiled, watching her sleeping with her eyes gently closed. He was feeling ridiculously proud of her. She had managed to track him all the way here without him ever noticing, and that was not something that was easy to do. He continued to stoke her hair and her face, drinking in her closeness. Wolverine leaned down, unable to resist. He brushed his scraggly whiskers against her soft cheek, breathing her in. Giving into his desires, he brushed a soft, fleeting kiss across her cheek, feeling like he was stealing something valuable. Her cheek was soft and smooth, unmarred by hatred or anger. He loved her innocence.
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Jubilee opened a groggy eye, the sun blinding. Wolverine was leaning over her, a smile covering his face. She screamed and tried to stand up, forgetting her injured leg. She fell over onto her face yet again. When would she learn? Wolverine stood up, hearty laughter shaking his entire body, and bringing beautiful changes to his face. He looked boyish and innocent when he laughed like that, and Jubilee could easily believe that an angel would laugh just like that.
" 'bout time yeh got up darlin', 'course yeh coulda gotten' up flamin' lot quieter then dat, yeh almost gave me a flamin' heart attack"
Wolverine chucked
"well you shouldn't have scared me to death like that! How'm I supposed to know that is you when yer so close?"
Jubilee demanded, nearly hysterical. Wolverine laughed, infuriating her even more.
"Aw Jubes, yer gonna forgive me right?"
Jubilee looked at him like he was crazy.
"Forgive you? After you run off without telling me AGAIN? After you steal my BIKE? After putting me through HELL? YOU JUST EXPECT ME TO ROLL OVER AND FORGIVE YOU DON'T YOU!?"
Jubilee's voice grew louder with each word until she was shouting at Wolverine. Wolverine looked with surprise at this tiny woman who probably didn't even weigh a third his weight, yelling at him to his face. Jubilee certainly had never done this before, but then again she had never done most of the things that she had done in the past few days before.
"Jubes, I. . . I'm sorry. . ."
Wolverine apologized in a huskily voice, then Wolverine asked curiously,
"that. . . that's your bike?"
Jubilee looked at him stunned,
"Haven't you heard anything that I've said!? Don't you care that you've broken your promise AGAIN!? IS THAT STUPID BIKE ALL YOU CARE ABOUT?"
"Well darlin', its an awful nice bike. I thought I was stealin' one a Cykes."
Wolverine answered, surprised and disappointed that Cyke wasn't going to find one of his bikes stolen by the infamous Wolverine.
Jubilee screamed, hitting the ground, Wolverine's nonchalant responses making her even more angry. Wolverine just looked at her, perplexed.
"Darlin' wats wrong?"
Jubilee breathed slowly and deeply, trying to calm down.
"You left again. Without telling me. You broke your promise. You stole my bike."
Jubilee replied with calm, clipped words, adding with her thoughts that he had broke her heart again.
"I told yer I was leavin', jest not in words darlin'. I left yer my dog tags dint I? And I am awful sorry 'bout the bike, I dint know it was yers. I was hopein' it was Cykes. . . is too bad it aint Cyke's too, I woulda loved to see 'im all upset."
Wolverine said with a rueful look on his face.
"Yep, one a these days, Imma steal his bike, den stay there jest to see his reaction. . . "
Wolverine added with a dreamy, far-off look in his eyes.
Jubilee laughed, hating herself for forgiving him so easily. When he went into his cute modes that almost no one ever saw, he was irresistible.
"Besides. . . "
She consoled herself,
"he did leave me his dog tags."
She said out loud to Wolverine,
"well you don't gotta worry about Cyke bein' disappointed, I stole one a his bikes."
Wolverine looked at her with a delightful look in his eyes.
"Thatta girl! I knew yer had it in yah! But how'd yah git the key?"
"I dint. I hotwired it."
Jubilee answered with a mischievous glint in her eyes.
"yeh did what? Yer becomin' a regular thief Jubes, Imma prouda ya"
Jubilee laughed at his gentle teasing.
"well. . . I dint exactly hotwire it. . . I sorta paffed it a lil and it sorta hotwired itself. . ."
Wolverine roared with laughter.
"Jubes that's one great gift yeh got there darlin'."
She grinned at his compliment. People seldom complimented on her mutation, and no one had ever called it great. Most of the time it was called " the sissy mutation," or the "stupid one." Very seldom called a great mutation.
"Jubes, I think we gotta git back to Xavers."
"ok, Wolvie. . ."
She replied
He threw her a hand to help her up, and Jubilee forgot about her injured ankle, took his hand, and leaned heavily on her hurt ankle.
She screamed in pain, and sat back down roughly, pulling Wolverine down with her. Their bodies made contact. Wolverine drew in a sharp breath, feeling her softness underneath him. He then realized that her whole body was contorted in pain.
"Jubes wats wrong?"
Jubilee soundlessly pointed to her ankle, with a grimace of pain on her face. Wolverine swore colorfully, and carefully touched her ankle.
"Is not broken, I think is sprained. Nothin' to worry 'bout darlin'."
Wolverine told her reassuringly. Jubilee nodded a silent ok, her entire right leg throbbing.
"we better git yeh back to McCoy an' git yeh all fixed up"
He didn't wait for an answer; instead he hefted her light body up in his arms and strolled powerfully over to the motorcycle.
"We'r gonna hafta leave boy scouts bike here. . . I'd hate to be the one ta tell 'im dat his bikes gone"
Wolverine told her with an evil grin on his face. He sat Jubilee gently on the back of the motorcycle, and climbed in the front.
"Hold on tight darlin', we'e gonna be ridin' flamin' fast."
"Worry 'bout yerself Wolvie, I know how to ride. When I was followin' you I had the hardest time tryin' ta go slow."
Jubilee teased him viciously, with a delighted grin on her face. Wolverine's only answer was a rough growl. Things were going better then Jubilee had ever planned.
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Should I continue this? I'm tempted to start a new fic and throw this one out. Please review if you want more!