Chapter 3
Professor X didn't know what to say. In all of his ears of giving advice, this was the first time he couldn't believe his ears. "Are you sure? Your positive you weren't imagining things?" By the time he realized that he had just asked a question that was not proper for the occasion, it was too late.
Logan snorted. "What are you tryin' to say?" He folded his arms over his chest. "And yes, I'm sure. I even checked, several times actually, to make sure I wasn't hallucinating. What do you suggest I do?"
"Well, this is quite the predicament. First thing tomorrow, we'll go back to the hospital and speak with the doctor." He escorted Logan to the door. "I'll see you in the morning." The Professor watched him walk down the hall until he disappeared in his room.
"Is Logan ok, Professor?" Scott asked while entering the room, the rest of his fellow X-Men close behind.
"Yes and no. I'd rather not say, but he'll be fine." Charles smiled warmly at his students. "Now, all of you should get to bed. You wouldn't want to be late for school tomorrow." They nodded and headed towards their rooms.
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The next day
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"I'm hungry," Freddy whined.
Lance glared across the room to his over weight friend. "So get up off your lazy ass and get something to eat."
"There is nothing to eat." Pietro stated. "There aren't even any crumbs left."
"You've gotta be kidding me," Lance sighed, pushing himself up off the couch. In the kitchen, he opened the refrigerator door and inspected its contents. That didn't take long. He headed back towards the living room, his hands in his pockets. "You don't need to eat." Freddy and Pietro glanced up at him.
"What?"
"You could afford to loose a few pounds any way." He plopped himself back down on the couch, ignoring the evil eye that Freddy was sending his way.
"TOAD!!!"
"Ah! Pookie, It was an accident! I didn't know you were in the shower, honest. If I did, I would have brought a camera or something. AHH!" Toad came rolling down the stairs, while Wanda stormed off to her room. She slammed the door hard enough to make the house shake.
Toad lay at the bottom of the stairs, grinning up at Pietro. "You know, your sister looks pretty good naked." He simply snickered and looked away. Wanda scared him. If he agreed, she would hurt him. If he said she didn't look good naked, she'd hurt him. Some things are best left unsaid. "Ow, by the way, I think she sprained my wrist. What should I do?"
"Cut it off," Lance quickly remarked. The three other boys of the Brotherhood stared at him. "I was being sarcastic. Just go down to the hospital and get an x-ray. I'll give you a ride, I might get lucky and the doctors will tell me that you have internal bleeding and you'll die soon." There was silence. "Kidding! God, can't you guys take a joke?"
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At the hospital
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"Yes, of course. Mr. Logan, Professor Xavier, if you could follow me, please." Logan pushed Charles out of the waiting room, following the nurse. "I don't know how this could have happened, I'll go find your chart in the back as soon as we get you settled in. This is the first time this has happened, oh my God. You're going to sue us. I've never been sued in my life!" She kept going on and on, never once stopping to take a breath.
"Mr. Tolensky? The doctor will see you now." Toad stood up and followed the nurse. Lance watched him disappear down the corridor, trying to remember the last time he had ever been n such a clean environment. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he spotted something very familiar. It was Logan and Professor X. Curiosity got the best of him. He too stood and instead of following a nurse, he followed them.
They entered a room filled with doctors and papers piled high upon the desk. Lance put his ear against the door, trying to look as unsuspicious as possible. "Oh, my. This is the first time we've ever given a sex change instead of a tonsillectomy. I can assure you, Mr. Logan, that this will never happen again."
"I just don't understand how Logan's chart could be changed so drastically," commented the Professor, Logan grunting in agreement.
Lance stepped back. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. The only one of the X-Men who could fight Sabertooth one on one had gotten a sex change?! He took off down the hall, already thinking of ways to blackmail Mr. Tough Guy.
A/U: Yeah.um, I forgot to mention this earlier, but you may have noticed this by now. I'm pretending that Logan can get sick, cause he technically can't. Yay for healing powers.
Professor X didn't know what to say. In all of his ears of giving advice, this was the first time he couldn't believe his ears. "Are you sure? Your positive you weren't imagining things?" By the time he realized that he had just asked a question that was not proper for the occasion, it was too late.
Logan snorted. "What are you tryin' to say?" He folded his arms over his chest. "And yes, I'm sure. I even checked, several times actually, to make sure I wasn't hallucinating. What do you suggest I do?"
"Well, this is quite the predicament. First thing tomorrow, we'll go back to the hospital and speak with the doctor." He escorted Logan to the door. "I'll see you in the morning." The Professor watched him walk down the hall until he disappeared in his room.
"Is Logan ok, Professor?" Scott asked while entering the room, the rest of his fellow X-Men close behind.
"Yes and no. I'd rather not say, but he'll be fine." Charles smiled warmly at his students. "Now, all of you should get to bed. You wouldn't want to be late for school tomorrow." They nodded and headed towards their rooms.
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The next day
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"I'm hungry," Freddy whined.
Lance glared across the room to his over weight friend. "So get up off your lazy ass and get something to eat."
"There is nothing to eat." Pietro stated. "There aren't even any crumbs left."
"You've gotta be kidding me," Lance sighed, pushing himself up off the couch. In the kitchen, he opened the refrigerator door and inspected its contents. That didn't take long. He headed back towards the living room, his hands in his pockets. "You don't need to eat." Freddy and Pietro glanced up at him.
"What?"
"You could afford to loose a few pounds any way." He plopped himself back down on the couch, ignoring the evil eye that Freddy was sending his way.
"TOAD!!!"
"Ah! Pookie, It was an accident! I didn't know you were in the shower, honest. If I did, I would have brought a camera or something. AHH!" Toad came rolling down the stairs, while Wanda stormed off to her room. She slammed the door hard enough to make the house shake.
Toad lay at the bottom of the stairs, grinning up at Pietro. "You know, your sister looks pretty good naked." He simply snickered and looked away. Wanda scared him. If he agreed, she would hurt him. If he said she didn't look good naked, she'd hurt him. Some things are best left unsaid. "Ow, by the way, I think she sprained my wrist. What should I do?"
"Cut it off," Lance quickly remarked. The three other boys of the Brotherhood stared at him. "I was being sarcastic. Just go down to the hospital and get an x-ray. I'll give you a ride, I might get lucky and the doctors will tell me that you have internal bleeding and you'll die soon." There was silence. "Kidding! God, can't you guys take a joke?"
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At the hospital
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"Yes, of course. Mr. Logan, Professor Xavier, if you could follow me, please." Logan pushed Charles out of the waiting room, following the nurse. "I don't know how this could have happened, I'll go find your chart in the back as soon as we get you settled in. This is the first time this has happened, oh my God. You're going to sue us. I've never been sued in my life!" She kept going on and on, never once stopping to take a breath.
"Mr. Tolensky? The doctor will see you now." Toad stood up and followed the nurse. Lance watched him disappear down the corridor, trying to remember the last time he had ever been n such a clean environment. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he spotted something very familiar. It was Logan and Professor X. Curiosity got the best of him. He too stood and instead of following a nurse, he followed them.
They entered a room filled with doctors and papers piled high upon the desk. Lance put his ear against the door, trying to look as unsuspicious as possible. "Oh, my. This is the first time we've ever given a sex change instead of a tonsillectomy. I can assure you, Mr. Logan, that this will never happen again."
"I just don't understand how Logan's chart could be changed so drastically," commented the Professor, Logan grunting in agreement.
Lance stepped back. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. The only one of the X-Men who could fight Sabertooth one on one had gotten a sex change?! He took off down the hall, already thinking of ways to blackmail Mr. Tough Guy.
A/U: Yeah.um, I forgot to mention this earlier, but you may have noticed this by now. I'm pretending that Logan can get sick, cause he technically can't. Yay for healing powers.