Uhh, no ones beta read this chapter yet, but I wanted to get it up.
So, sorry in advance for any mistakes. As always I own nothing. ('Cept
Fred, he's sorta mine.)
Fred was in a dour mood. As far as he was concerned things were falling apart again. They'd had a month or so of relative quiet and then Logan had to come back and spoil it all.
He knew that wasn't fair but Logan had seemed to be the bearer of bad news so far. Right, right, it had really been Rogue's fault the first time, but Rogue wouldn't have showed up were it not for Logan now would she of? See, see! Bearer of disaster, that's what they should call him.
He was in a really dour mood. He wasn't exactly sure why either, he was just having one of those bad days. John (Pyro as he liked to be called,) had gotten out of hand again and a good third of his dorm was scorched beyond recognition. Fred had no idea what was wrong with that boy. Someone needed to talk some sense into him.
Fred picked up a chair tentatively and watched one of the legs crumble into a pile of ash. He didn't want to imagine what Xavier would do to John when he got back from visiting Magneto. Fred still didn't understand why he did that. The man was a mass murderer--at least as far as Fred was concerned and yet on a regular basis Xavier left the school and yet off to visit him. Fred hated it when that happened.
Especially when Storm and Ms. Grey were off on a mission as well, searching for the mutant who had attacked the president. Didn't these people realize they were making things worse for everyone, not better?
He was reminded for the umpteenth time that day that with so many of the schools teachers gone it left everyone in Logan's oh so capable hands. Why did Xavier trust him so much?
Alright, Fred trusted him too, most of them time, against his better judgement. But he was still in a dour mood and with only Logan to protect these kids his mood was not going to improve greatly in the near future.
Fred was in a dour mood. As far as he was concerned things were falling apart again. They'd had a month or so of relative quiet and then Logan had to come back and spoil it all.
He knew that wasn't fair but Logan had seemed to be the bearer of bad news so far. Right, right, it had really been Rogue's fault the first time, but Rogue wouldn't have showed up were it not for Logan now would she of? See, see! Bearer of disaster, that's what they should call him.
He was in a really dour mood. He wasn't exactly sure why either, he was just having one of those bad days. John (Pyro as he liked to be called,) had gotten out of hand again and a good third of his dorm was scorched beyond recognition. Fred had no idea what was wrong with that boy. Someone needed to talk some sense into him.
Fred picked up a chair tentatively and watched one of the legs crumble into a pile of ash. He didn't want to imagine what Xavier would do to John when he got back from visiting Magneto. Fred still didn't understand why he did that. The man was a mass murderer--at least as far as Fred was concerned and yet on a regular basis Xavier left the school and yet off to visit him. Fred hated it when that happened.
Especially when Storm and Ms. Grey were off on a mission as well, searching for the mutant who had attacked the president. Didn't these people realize they were making things worse for everyone, not better?
He was reminded for the umpteenth time that day that with so many of the schools teachers gone it left everyone in Logan's oh so capable hands. Why did Xavier trust him so much?
Alright, Fred trusted him too, most of them time, against his better judgement. But he was still in a dour mood and with only Logan to protect these kids his mood was not going to improve greatly in the near future.