Logan walked into Rogue's classroom to find her slaving away at her desk.

"Hey, kid, it's a Saturday. What are you doing?" he asked walking up to her desk.

"Paperwork." She groaned.

"We should do something." He said sitting on her desk.

She looked up curiously. He seemed to be ignorant to the fact that he was sitting on several pens and pencils.

"Like what?" she asked trying not to laugh.

"I don't know. How about we go out for lunch?"

"Logan, you know we can't go out there. It's instant death! I'd rather be stuck here forever than being Magneto's prisoner again."

Logan stiffened at this.

"But I'd protect you. Make sure nothing happened to you."

Rogue got up to file some documents.

"Hello?! You are full of his element! What makes you think that you have that big of a chance against him?"

"You're right. I don't know what I was thinking." He said walking towards her.

She backed away. Something was off.

The doors to the room opened and for the second time, Logan walked in.

A/N: DUN DUN DUN. Just felt like typing this. An other example of compulsive typing. Will continue later. Until then.