But aside from Spidey. All the X-Men are busy. Charlie and Magneto (now an
honorary X-Man) are busy playing chess, Charlie trying to cheat and Maggie
complaining it's a stupid game anyway. Katherine and Kurt are having an in
depth, intelligent conversation about American vs. German pole dancers,
Jean is cleaning out her wardrobe, and Ororo is watching her. Logan is
polishing his claws and watching TV.
Jean is throwing clothes out of her wardrobe at an alarming rate, occasionally screeching, "how could I ever buy THAT?" Ororo is sat on Jean's bed, watching and occasionally catching clothes headed in her direction. The two of them made up soon after they caught Spider-Man, about a week ago. The two of them became good friends, and soon after more than good friends, and now they've got to where we are now--spring cleaning.
"What the...?" Jean stares at the item she just pulled out of the back of her wardrobe. "When did I buy a grass skirt?"
"Charlie bought it for you in Hawaii," Ororo answers.
"Oh, right."
* * * * *
Logan's just putting the polish away when the doorbell rings. He growls to himself at the inconvenience because he knows everyone is busy, and he's not, so he'll have to answer it. He yanks open the front door to find a youngish woman on the doorstep.
"Oh, you're not one of Charlie's old friends then," Logan says, quite thankful.
"No," she shakes her head slowly, confused. "Ah came to see Professor Xavier?"
"Charlie," Logan corrects her. "You've never met him, then?"
"Ah've read some of his papers," she offers.
"You mean Katherine's papers with Charlie's name on the bottom," Logan explains. He gives her a funny look. "Is your hair naturally streaked white, or is it dye?"
"It's natural," she says, annoyed that he had to ask. "Can I come in then?"
"Wait a minute. I can't just go letting any old person in."
"Ah," she says, not meaning I, but meaning ah. "But you like me."
"No, I don't." He sniffs. "There's something funny about you."
"Oh, yeah, Ah guess there is. Ah used to be a man."
"Right. Okay then, well, in that case I'll tell Charlie you called. Goodbye."
And with that, Logan closes the door and collapses to the ground. And sniffs in a pathetic unmanly way. "How could Ororo leave me for another woman?" he asks himself out loud, because the X-Men all like to talk to themselves. "And for Jean!" There used to be a "thing" between Jean and Logan, but that was before Jean decided she "swung both ways" (Logan was still upset that she announced that right after they broke up). And Ororo!!! Okay, so he wasn't even that keen on her really, but for Jean!!! Unless... "hey, maybe it could be quite entertaining," Logan ponders to himself.
"Excuse ME!" the girl with the white streaked hair yells through the door. "Open the door or Ah'll bust it down myself!"
Logan, who is still sat on the floor, yells, "I'd like to see you try!"
So she rips the door off its hinges and steps over Logan into the mansion. "Thanks."
"Cow!" Logan mutters to himself. "Stupid, stinking, good for nothing mutant heshe."
"Ah resent that," the girl yelled. "An' Ah'm Rogue, by the way."
Xavier and Maggie appear at the end of the corridor. "What's going on, Wolverine?" Maggie asks, looking concerned.
"This nutjob just hit me over the head with the front door," Logan groans. "Can't we have one visitor who doesn't break something on the way in?"
"You wouldn't let me in!" Rogue argues back. "Ah wouldn'ta broken it if you'd just let me in!"
"Settle down, children," sighs Maggie, ignoring the fact that Logan is older than he is and Rogue is at least twenty. "No fighting. You should all get along."
"Please Lord," Logan mumbles under his breath. "Please not the Barney song again..."
"What's going on then?" Charlie asks. "Who're you?"
"Ah'm Rogue. Ah came to join your team of mutant superheroes. Ah used to be a man, you know."
"Groovy," Charlie replies enthusiastically. "You'd make a great member of our team! What can you do?"
"Ah can touch people an' kill them, an' Ah can fly, oh an' Ah have superhuman strength."
"Yes!" Charlie shrieks. "You're perfect!!! We'll take you. Now me can beat all the other superheroes and kick them outta town!" He pauses to catch his breath. "Wolvie Dude, find an empty bedroom and give it to Rogue. Rogue, go with the Wolvster. Oh, and find 'Crawler Dude and get him to carry Rogue's bag up for her."
"'CRAAAWLER!" Logan yells. "GET YER BUTT DOWN HERE!"
Bamf! "Boo," says Kurt. "Vas do you want?" He's wearing only his boxer shorts and an old t-shirt. "I was in the middle of a sehr important conversation with Katherine!"
Rogue thrusts her bag at him. "Take this to mah room," she demands. "Wolvie'll show you where it is."
Logan snorts but does as he's told. He stomps up the stairs, Rogue behind him, and Kurt behind her with the bag.
"Aww, this is so exciting!" Rogue squeals. "Ah always wanted to be a superhero!!! Back in Mississippi, everyone said Ah'd never become anything, but Ah'll be an X-Man! Well, an X-Woman. Well, Ah'll be a bit of both."
Apart from being worried about his masculinity at this moment, Logan is quite disturbed about Rogue's openness about her sex change. "Do you really NEED to keep reminding me you used to be a man?"
"Yes, Ah do. You might forget otherwise."
"Not much chance of that," Logan mutters. "Anyway, this is your room. Might need a bit of clearing out, but I'm sure you can manage that." He throws the door open to display the room where Jean's been keeping her old clothes, Kurt his old porn magazines, and where Ororo put the blender after she broke it during an argument with Kurt. The bed's buried somewhere under a pile of TV guides, and the roller blades Charlie used before he became wheelchair-bound are in front of the wardrobe.
"Uh, thanks," Rogue says weakly.
Kurt dumps her bag on the floor by the door. "There you go, Fraulein. Must go. Tschüs!" And with that he gave a bamf and left.
"Jeez, that dude stinks," Rogue says, coughing. "Does he always do that when he disappears?"
"Yeah," Logan shrugs. "You get used to it." Actually, Logan finds it quite attractive. But he isn't going to tell Rogue that.
"Oh, right. Well, go then. Ah want to get unpacked."
"I'm going, don't worry," Logan shoots back.
Jean is throwing clothes out of her wardrobe at an alarming rate, occasionally screeching, "how could I ever buy THAT?" Ororo is sat on Jean's bed, watching and occasionally catching clothes headed in her direction. The two of them made up soon after they caught Spider-Man, about a week ago. The two of them became good friends, and soon after more than good friends, and now they've got to where we are now--spring cleaning.
"What the...?" Jean stares at the item she just pulled out of the back of her wardrobe. "When did I buy a grass skirt?"
"Charlie bought it for you in Hawaii," Ororo answers.
"Oh, right."
* * * * *
Logan's just putting the polish away when the doorbell rings. He growls to himself at the inconvenience because he knows everyone is busy, and he's not, so he'll have to answer it. He yanks open the front door to find a youngish woman on the doorstep.
"Oh, you're not one of Charlie's old friends then," Logan says, quite thankful.
"No," she shakes her head slowly, confused. "Ah came to see Professor Xavier?"
"Charlie," Logan corrects her. "You've never met him, then?"
"Ah've read some of his papers," she offers.
"You mean Katherine's papers with Charlie's name on the bottom," Logan explains. He gives her a funny look. "Is your hair naturally streaked white, or is it dye?"
"It's natural," she says, annoyed that he had to ask. "Can I come in then?"
"Wait a minute. I can't just go letting any old person in."
"Ah," she says, not meaning I, but meaning ah. "But you like me."
"No, I don't." He sniffs. "There's something funny about you."
"Oh, yeah, Ah guess there is. Ah used to be a man."
"Right. Okay then, well, in that case I'll tell Charlie you called. Goodbye."
And with that, Logan closes the door and collapses to the ground. And sniffs in a pathetic unmanly way. "How could Ororo leave me for another woman?" he asks himself out loud, because the X-Men all like to talk to themselves. "And for Jean!" There used to be a "thing" between Jean and Logan, but that was before Jean decided she "swung both ways" (Logan was still upset that she announced that right after they broke up). And Ororo!!! Okay, so he wasn't even that keen on her really, but for Jean!!! Unless... "hey, maybe it could be quite entertaining," Logan ponders to himself.
"Excuse ME!" the girl with the white streaked hair yells through the door. "Open the door or Ah'll bust it down myself!"
Logan, who is still sat on the floor, yells, "I'd like to see you try!"
So she rips the door off its hinges and steps over Logan into the mansion. "Thanks."
"Cow!" Logan mutters to himself. "Stupid, stinking, good for nothing mutant heshe."
"Ah resent that," the girl yelled. "An' Ah'm Rogue, by the way."
Xavier and Maggie appear at the end of the corridor. "What's going on, Wolverine?" Maggie asks, looking concerned.
"This nutjob just hit me over the head with the front door," Logan groans. "Can't we have one visitor who doesn't break something on the way in?"
"You wouldn't let me in!" Rogue argues back. "Ah wouldn'ta broken it if you'd just let me in!"
"Settle down, children," sighs Maggie, ignoring the fact that Logan is older than he is and Rogue is at least twenty. "No fighting. You should all get along."
"Please Lord," Logan mumbles under his breath. "Please not the Barney song again..."
"What's going on then?" Charlie asks. "Who're you?"
"Ah'm Rogue. Ah came to join your team of mutant superheroes. Ah used to be a man, you know."
"Groovy," Charlie replies enthusiastically. "You'd make a great member of our team! What can you do?"
"Ah can touch people an' kill them, an' Ah can fly, oh an' Ah have superhuman strength."
"Yes!" Charlie shrieks. "You're perfect!!! We'll take you. Now me can beat all the other superheroes and kick them outta town!" He pauses to catch his breath. "Wolvie Dude, find an empty bedroom and give it to Rogue. Rogue, go with the Wolvster. Oh, and find 'Crawler Dude and get him to carry Rogue's bag up for her."
"'CRAAAWLER!" Logan yells. "GET YER BUTT DOWN HERE!"
Bamf! "Boo," says Kurt. "Vas do you want?" He's wearing only his boxer shorts and an old t-shirt. "I was in the middle of a sehr important conversation with Katherine!"
Rogue thrusts her bag at him. "Take this to mah room," she demands. "Wolvie'll show you where it is."
Logan snorts but does as he's told. He stomps up the stairs, Rogue behind him, and Kurt behind her with the bag.
"Aww, this is so exciting!" Rogue squeals. "Ah always wanted to be a superhero!!! Back in Mississippi, everyone said Ah'd never become anything, but Ah'll be an X-Man! Well, an X-Woman. Well, Ah'll be a bit of both."
Apart from being worried about his masculinity at this moment, Logan is quite disturbed about Rogue's openness about her sex change. "Do you really NEED to keep reminding me you used to be a man?"
"Yes, Ah do. You might forget otherwise."
"Not much chance of that," Logan mutters. "Anyway, this is your room. Might need a bit of clearing out, but I'm sure you can manage that." He throws the door open to display the room where Jean's been keeping her old clothes, Kurt his old porn magazines, and where Ororo put the blender after she broke it during an argument with Kurt. The bed's buried somewhere under a pile of TV guides, and the roller blades Charlie used before he became wheelchair-bound are in front of the wardrobe.
"Uh, thanks," Rogue says weakly.
Kurt dumps her bag on the floor by the door. "There you go, Fraulein. Must go. Tschüs!" And with that he gave a bamf and left.
"Jeez, that dude stinks," Rogue says, coughing. "Does he always do that when he disappears?"
"Yeah," Logan shrugs. "You get used to it." Actually, Logan finds it quite attractive. But he isn't going to tell Rogue that.
"Oh, right. Well, go then. Ah want to get unpacked."
"I'm going, don't worry," Logan shoots back.