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Chapter 3-What To Do, What To Do…
The limousine drove through the gates and into the waiting garage. Logan leaped out of the car and strode off towards the Institute still muttering under his breath, Rogue and Kitty having seen the car come in the gate had come to greet Kurt and give him a muffin, saw a brisling Logan come toward them a carefully stepped to one side. They had seen that look before, and it did not mean a nice friendly hug.
"Wha' was awl tha' abou'?" Asked Rogue.
Kurt sighed as he lumbered past with his luggage. "Ze Provesser and Hank brought back wiss zem sum strange crates.
"An' I'd be gettin' no prizes if ah guessed that was wat Logan was all snarled up abou."
"Ya." Nodded Kurt.
"Well what's in the boxes that would make Mr. Logan so upset anyway?"
"Zat is sumting zat I do not know. But whatezer is en zose boxzes ment we came home via Banana Republic Airvays!"
In seeing the surprise on their faces, Kurt took them both by the arm and began to regale them with the whole story. Well as much as he knew anyway.
As for Charles and Hank? Once the three of them were out of earshot, they immediately launched into a discussion about what they were going to do with the mysterious contents of those darn boxes.
"You know, I don't think that I can keep our secret any longer Charles! Oh, I know, when the crates get here why don't we get everybody together and then we open the crates and everyone can help put it all together!" Gushed Hank, he clapped his hands together with excitement.
Charles sat and stroked his chin.
"No, no, I think that it would be more appropriate and surprising," he shook a finger in the air, as he smiled with the sheer greatness of his plan, "if we surprise people with our surprise in an affectionate and personal way!"
Hank's face was a mask of surprise. "See! It's working already!" Cried Xavier.
Then he laughed at his joke and Hank laughed too. And so they both laughed and patted each other on the back and smiled at the surprise that everyone was going to get in an affectionate and personal way.
Then they went inside to have a nice cup of tea and plan everyone's affectionate and personal surprises.
Fortunately for both Hank and the Professor, they had not given away what exactly the surprise was and neither Jean or Scott knew what it was all about. The two had been eavesdropping and wondered what had the Professor brought home from holiday?
Hummmmmn… what indeed? And what were Scott and Jean actually doing behind the bike shed? What indeed?
Chapter 3-What To Do, What To Do…
The limousine drove through the gates and into the waiting garage. Logan leaped out of the car and strode off towards the Institute still muttering under his breath, Rogue and Kitty having seen the car come in the gate had come to greet Kurt and give him a muffin, saw a brisling Logan come toward them a carefully stepped to one side. They had seen that look before, and it did not mean a nice friendly hug.
"Wha' was awl tha' abou'?" Asked Rogue.
Kurt sighed as he lumbered past with his luggage. "Ze Provesser and Hank brought back wiss zem sum strange crates.
"An' I'd be gettin' no prizes if ah guessed that was wat Logan was all snarled up abou."
"Ya." Nodded Kurt.
"Well what's in the boxes that would make Mr. Logan so upset anyway?"
"Zat is sumting zat I do not know. But whatezer is en zose boxzes ment we came home via Banana Republic Airvays!"
In seeing the surprise on their faces, Kurt took them both by the arm and began to regale them with the whole story. Well as much as he knew anyway.
As for Charles and Hank? Once the three of them were out of earshot, they immediately launched into a discussion about what they were going to do with the mysterious contents of those darn boxes.
"You know, I don't think that I can keep our secret any longer Charles! Oh, I know, when the crates get here why don't we get everybody together and then we open the crates and everyone can help put it all together!" Gushed Hank, he clapped his hands together with excitement.
Charles sat and stroked his chin.
"No, no, I think that it would be more appropriate and surprising," he shook a finger in the air, as he smiled with the sheer greatness of his plan, "if we surprise people with our surprise in an affectionate and personal way!"
Hank's face was a mask of surprise. "See! It's working already!" Cried Xavier.
Then he laughed at his joke and Hank laughed too. And so they both laughed and patted each other on the back and smiled at the surprise that everyone was going to get in an affectionate and personal way.
Then they went inside to have a nice cup of tea and plan everyone's affectionate and personal surprises.
Fortunately for both Hank and the Professor, they had not given away what exactly the surprise was and neither Jean or Scott knew what it was all about. The two had been eavesdropping and wondered what had the Professor brought home from holiday?
Hummmmmn… what indeed? And what were Scott and Jean actually doing behind the bike shed? What indeed?
