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Chapter 3
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"I definitely need to find a new job…" Bobby groaned as he and the rest of the team shuffled away from the hangar. It was 5:30 in the morning, the sun just beginning to rise as they landed, and if any of them weren't injured or literally fried then they were worn out to the point of exhaustion.
Kurt stared dully at the ripped sleeve of his uniform. "I don't sink I'll plan on doing zatever again."
"And what exactly would you be complaining about, Kurt?" Jean asked happily, her voice growing darker as she continued. "The giant robot of death or…"
"Magneto deciding to let all hell loose…"
"Or de volcano?"
Everyone had been listening in on this conversation, and turned to hear Kurt's reply. He looked thoughtful for a moment.
"Am I allowed to choose all three?"
The others groaned and continued their slow march back to the main part of the mansion.
"Come on, guys, high spirits! We won, didn't we?"
The entire team stopped in their tracks, turning to glare at Scott.
"That depends entirely what you mean by "winning", Mr. Summers." Hank said in an unusually dull voice. "We did, in fact, defeat our adversaries, for now at least, but I for one wouldn't exactly call this," he gestured his large arms around them to further his point, "as an occasion to celebrate."
Several nods and "here, here's" followed this announcement.
"I just want to go to bed and never get up again." Bobby said at last.
"I'm not goin' anywhere 'til I get some damn coffee." Wolverine muttered. He was obviously the most intact of them all, although his uniform had a nasty slash in its side while the shoulder was completely charred.
He turned away from the rest of the group, all of whom were now murmuring to themselves and calling first showers. He turned his attention fully on reaching the kitchen and hitting the button on the coffee machine.
He gave a relieved sigh as he heard an annoying 'ding' noise, and pulled the steaming mug toward him. Not bothering to let it cool or add anything, he took one long sip before sitting back in one of the chairs, slamming his feet down on the table to make himself more comfortable.
He was just about to take another gulp when he happened to glance out the window. Now, working with the X-men had led him to see a lot of odd things, but for some reason this seemed more amazing… not to mention entirely random, than anything else.
He stood up slowly, forgetting his coffee, and blinked a few times to try and clear his vision- all the while never taking his eyes off the large baseball diamond that had miraculously appeared on the front lawn…
End of chapter
Post A/N: YEY! …Yes. Just think I should mention- I wasn't referring to any particular incident in this chapter, so don't go dashing to your comic books and websites trying to figure it out. I was just sort of playing off the fact that lots of random… bad things… seem to happen… a lot… yeah…
So, if you haven't guessed already, you can probably guess what's going to happen now… But you should keep reading anyway… just in case and all. Any one who reviews gets a cookie!