John mopped into the kitchen and sat in the chair farthest from Wolverine. Logan sat on the window seat reading the newspaper and drinking a cup of black coffee. Pyro never felt confortable around the lone mutant. It was just something about him that made his skin crawl. No one spoke a word for a very long time. Finally the silence was getting to Logan so he spoke up.
"Let me guess, you walked in on her again." Logan said as he flipped threw the newspaper.
"How did you know that was my problem?" Pyro asked with caution.
"I've seen that look before. so what did she do put you in a head lock and throw you across the room?"
"More like slamming a door in my face. This is the fifteenth I've asked her......"
"And it's the fifteenth time she's said no. She'll come around. I really think she likes you. Then again thinking was never my best subject. Don't worry you'll get what you want. Follow me."
Author's note: I know it's a really short chapter but I promise it is worth it.
"Let me guess, you walked in on her again." Logan said as he flipped threw the newspaper.
"How did you know that was my problem?" Pyro asked with caution.
"I've seen that look before. so what did she do put you in a head lock and throw you across the room?"
"More like slamming a door in my face. This is the fifteenth I've asked her......"
"And it's the fifteenth time she's said no. She'll come around. I really think she likes you. Then again thinking was never my best subject. Don't worry you'll get what you want. Follow me."
Author's note: I know it's a really short chapter but I promise it is worth it.