Wow! I am loved! Thanks again for the reviews! I can't believe how they just keep coming in! Here are my shout outs:
Rogue14: I know, a real shocker! Tehee. I am so strange! I guess I could've done Nick Fury or something. Too late to change it now. Oh well, I still love the line : "Your knuckles say 'Chuck.'" OMG! Thanks for reviewing!
todd fan: It's great to hear from you again. I like the way you think! Thanks a million!
ldypebsaby: Whew! I'm glad that you do! I'll probably be writing a lot of them, though wouldn't the point of writing longer chapters be to write less chapters? Oh I don't know! I'm confusing myself! Thanks for your support! BTW, you're right about Scott being David (Nani/Jean's would-be-boyfriend). I originally thought it would be kinda cool to have him do fire tricks using his optic blasts, but unfortunately I'm not going to let him have his powers in this fic. (Boohoo!) Oh yeah! That reminds me, Logan, Mystique, and maybe Magneto do have their powers. I think Storm does have her powers but she doesn't use them. And the X-Men living on Earth don't have them, they're just regular people, even though Scott's gonna keep his ruby sunglasses cuz he looks better with them on. Or at least, that's what we're all used to seeing. So Rogue can touch (yeah!) and Jean isn't telepathic/telekinetic (50%: boo! 50%: yeah!). And Professor X isn't telepathic either (????????). I meant to mention that earlier, but then I wanted to see how long it would take for someone to ask about it . . . no, actually, I was just lazy. Thanks for asking!
KaliAnn: Wow, hi! Hey I never thought I'd ever be hearing that from anyone. Thanks for the support! U rule!
The Uncanny R-Man: Aw, don't feel bad! I know, it would have been hilarious, but I guess I had a harder time picturing Logan actually doing that. The other thing I put, now that he might do! Heehee! Though maybe he picked his nose when he was a kid. Who knows? Haha! Hey, nose, knows! Okay, I'll shut up now. Thanks for the review!
SerenBunny: Nice name! Yeah, the layout is a little weird. That was why I was wondering if maybe I should use the screenplay format. There's a lot less description and it lets the dialogue run a little more smoothly. For now I think I'll stick with the story layout, but I'll try to make the description less wordy. Thanks for the comment!
Disclaimer: Did anyone think my dream from the last chapter was funny? I thought it was when I was writing it, but then again, I'm probably insane. I don't own anything! It belongs to everyone else! That's the shortest I can put it. I know it's not very efficient. Oh well, the worst they can do is get rid of my fic. Wait, don't do that. NOOOO!
Okay, here we go. Here's the next chap! Hope you likey!
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Chapter 5
"You're all mine!" whispered Magneto excitedly as he and Mystique were waiting in the bushes some hundred feet from the community center building. Magneto was busy looking through a pair of binoculars that could see through walls and detect body heat coming from the people in the building. Since the two of them were on a bit of a hill, they were able to look at the building from higher ground.
"What's he doing now?" asked Mystique. She wanted to capture Wolverine as soon as possible while causing as little disturbance as possible. If they couldn't do it quickly, then they could at least do it quietly. Still, she was becoming somewhat impatient.
"Shh!" he answered quickly as he watched the orange form that was Wolverine. "He's listening for us."
Magneto could see Wolverine standing very still, slowly moving his head back and forth. There was a moment of silence.
Suddenly, Mystique asked in a quiet tone, "How good is his hearing?"
It was good enough for Logan to catch Mystique's whisper, since he spun his head around in their direction, even though he was still inside. Immediately, Magneto took one hand and with it grabbed Mystique's neck to make her shut up.
"Hey! What are you-uh-ah-AH-EH-IH-UH-UH!" She continued to gag and choke until Logan finally came out. It was only then that Magneto released her neck. She gave him a death-threatening stare as she rubbed her neck, but he didn't notice. Ugh, they're not paying me enough for this job.
Magneto watched Logan as he exited the building, this time with more clothes on. He turned on the little light on his gun and pointed it at Logan. Logan saw it, but this time he merely looked in Magneto's direction and didn't try to get away.
Magneto wondered at his creation's behavior. "Why don't you run?" he asked quietly as he put his finger on the trigger. Suddenly, Logan began having a coughing attack, which wasn't all that serious, that got the attention of someone still inside the building.
"Ah'm comin', ah'm comin'!" called the voice of a girl. She walked out of the building towards Logan, who by now had stopped coughing. "You alright?" she asked as she hugged him. When she did, her body came in between Logan and the gun's little light.
"STOP!" shouted Mystique as she knocked Magneto's gun upward, making him misfire. "I have just determined for this situation to be far too hazardous!"
"Don't worry, I won't hit her!" replied Magneto as he knocked her out of the way and positioned his aim. Mystique quickly got up and stuck her finger into the gun. "NO! That girl is a part of the mosquito food chain!" She quickly pulled out her red toy binocular thingy with all the pictures again and shoved it into Magneto's face. "Here, educate yourself!"
She kept her finger in the gun while Magneto began flipping through the pictures. It only took him a second to figure out what was really going on. "He's using that teenage girl as a shield! THIS IS LOW EVEN FOR YOU!!"
Logan decided to tick him off more by doing a head stand and waving his butt in the air. This made Magneto flush with anger. "Oh, that's it!" he yelled and began running towards Logan. Mystique jumped up and followed him.
Logan began growling and snarling as the man in metal, dragging his blue sidekick, made his way towards him. Rogue didn't see either Magneto or Mystique because she had her back to them. She did, however, see Logan snarling and growling like a maniac. "What is it, Logan?" she asked.
Magneto had almost reached them when Mystique jumped on him. "We--cannot--be seen!" she managed to say before they both fell sideways into a bunch of bushes.
Rogue had just then turned around to see what Logan had been growling at, but now there was nothing there. Jean and the receptionist had also just arrived to see what Logan was making all that noise for. When they too saw nothing there, the receptionist took out a water squirter and sprayed it in Logan's face. "Bad boy for growling at nothing!"
Magneto and Mystique poked their heads up from behind the bushes, with leaves and twigs sticking onto them. Mystique turned to Magneto and gave him another glare of death. "You can't shoot, and you can't be seen! Look at you! You look like a monster! We have to blend in."
Jean, Rogue, and Logan had all walked together downtown for a little while, but now it was time for Jean to go to work. "Here's some money, and remember to stay out of the streets."
"Ah'm fine Jean," Rogue assured. "After all, ah'm almost seventeen."
Logan had already been occupied by a TV in a nearby store window. There was some kind of old horror movie about a giant spider attacking a poor defenseless town. The first time Logan saw it, he eyes grew wide in wonder like when a little boy sees a really cool bike. Now he was intimating the spider by taking big steps and making monster noises like roaring and growling (which he was somewhat doing on a regular basis).
"So I'll see you this afternoon," Jean finished as she gave Rogue a kiss on the head. "Hey, what 'bout Logan?" Rogue asked, pointing at Logan who was still pretending to be a giant monster. "Ugh," was Jean's only response before she left the two of them alone.
Just as she left, Logan picked up a new scent. This one smelt funny to him, and he didn't like it. He let out a growl and faced in the direction the scent was coming from. Rogue saw this gesture and looked in the same direction he was facing. Just then, Taryn and her posse came up the road on their motor scooters (the ones you sit on) and stopped as the light turned red. Rogue gasped when she saw them. "Mah friends!"
"Aaaaaaaahhhh!" they yelled when they saw her and tried to get going, but the light was still red. Rogue quickly ran in front of them to make sure they didn't go yet. Taryn scowled at her. "What do you want?"
"Ah just wanted to say that – ah'm sorry ah bit you, an' pulled yer hair, an' punched you in the face."
"Apology not accepted. Now get out of the way before I run you over."
Just then, Logan came up to the group and stood next to Rogue. His sudden appearance caused Taryn to cry out in surprise. Rogue smiled. "Ah got a new big brother! His name's Logan!"
"That is the ugliest guy I have ever seen!" said Taryn in an over exaggerated tone.
"Yeeeaaah!" chimed in the other girls in unison. It was their trade mark.
Logan wasn't so much interested in Taryn's insults as he was in the vehicle she was riding. He lifted the wheel of the scooter and began to sniff it. "Ewww, get it away from me!" Taryn whined. "I'm gonna get a disease!"
Just then Logan spotted two people sitting near by, apparently watching them. One was a man dressed in a gray trench coat and hat while the other was a brunette middle-aged woman wearing glasses and a brown suit. Logan could recognize them by their scents: they were Magneto and Mystique. Logan quickly lifted the front wheel of Taryn's scooter all the way up, causing her to fall off. Then he quickly took off on it, managing to pick up Rogue first. She climbed to the back seat and they both sped off.
"Help!" cried Taryn pathetically. "Somebody do something! I've been scooter-jacked!"
Mystique and Magneto watched as the dynamic duo disappeared down the street. "Oh great!" groaned Mystique. "He's loose!"
"His destructive programming is beginning to take effect," said Magneto. "He will be irresistibly drawn to large cities where he will back up sewers, reverse street signs, and steal everybody's left shoe."
Mystique gave him an odd glance. "Just the left shoe? Why not both?"
Magneto glared back at her. "Because I felt like it, that's why!"
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Logan and Rogue sped up and down practically every street in the area. Logan was frantically trying to find a sign, any sign, of some kind if large city nearby. But everywhere they went, they were greeted by the shore line, whether on a beach or on a cliff. After several attempts, Logan stopped to think after they went up to another cliff with an ocean view. Why haven't we run into any large cities yet? And do we always see the stupid water?
Rogue provided him with the answer. "It's nice t' live on an island with no large cities."
Logan's eyes widened with horror. WHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
With that, he let out a cry of anguish and fell off the scooter. He flipped and rolled and twitched every which way. This can NOT be happening! Rogue could only stare at him as he wallowed in emotional suffering. "Are you okay?"
The next few hours felt like a living nightmare for Logan. Everywhere he went he had to endure some kind of strange torture. First, Rogue wanted to play catch with him. She had found an abandoned ball on the beach and decided to pass it around with him. However, Logan wasn't interested in the game. He looked around with that same dark grim look on his face. When Rogue threw the ball to him, he ignored it and let it pass by. Rogue pointed at where the ball went, but he still didn't look at her. Finally, she took out the water squirter she had gotten from the receptionist and squirted it in Logan's face to get his attention. He flashed her an angry look, but she didn't care. She squirted it at him again, making him really P.O.ed. So finally he grabbed it from her and threw it as far as he could. She was about to say something, but he growled at her before she could. So, catching Logan's bad mood, Rogue went to get it herself.
Later on they both met up with Jean for lunch at a picnic table. Logan was really hungry and when he saw the grilled cheese sandwich Jean had made for Rogue, he reached for it. Jean quickly shut the container holding the sandwich before Logan could get it and told him, "Uh-uh."
Logan had almost lost his temper and was ready to throw a punch at her when he heard someone clear their throat. He turned and saw Magneto and Mystique again, still in disguise. Magneto was carrying a large brown paper bag. He reached in for the object and pulled it out just a little. It was enough however for Logan to see that it was a plasma cannon. One bad move and they would have their hands on him in a second. Logan pulled at his face in frustration, then still bitterly put an arm around Rogue's shoulders.
After lunch Jean went back to work and Rogue and Logan were back at the beach. As they walked along it, Rogue found a pretty conch shell. But when she showed it to Logan, he knocked it out of her hand. Suddenly, a volleyball landed by his feet. "Hey, throw that back over here, buddy!" said some guy who had been playing with it. Logan made an evil smirk, picked up the ball, and pelted it at the man, knocking him to the ground. The man gave Logan an angry look, but Logan only fell on his butt and laughed. Rogue just covered her face with her hand.
They eventually went back into town and bought two pairs of sunglasses and two snow cones. While they were waiting for their snow cones, Logan was looking through some postcards to see if he saw anything that would be of interest to him. When Rogue handed him his snow cone, he studied it for a minute, then smeared it all over his tongue. Suddenly, he turned around and saw a stray dog sniffing his butt. Rogue hadn't been looking at Logan at time, but when she heard the sound of a snow cone hitting something and Logan muttering something in his weird language, she turned around a saw everything she needed to know. Logan had stuck his snow cone on the dog's head, making it look like it was wearing a birthday hat. Logan growled at it and threw down the postcards he was looking at. Rogue quickly pulled Logan along with her as the unfortunate dog wobbled away.
Later on they were walking down the street when Logan saw a vehicle that looked like a small space ship. At last, he had found a way off that rock! Or had he? He quickly ran over and jumped in, trying to find some way to start the ship. Rogue saw what he was doing and decided to join him. She walked over to a little slot next to the space ship, put in 25 cents, and jumped into the front of the ship. It soon started rocking back and forth, back and forth. Logan could not believe it. It was a ride! And not even an exciting one at that! All he could do was loll back, groan, and let his tongue hang out.
Magneto and Mystique were once again watching the pair. When Magneto saw Logan in the space ship ride in his position of despair, he laughed heartily. "When you feel like giving up, just let us know!"
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Things only got a little better by the evening. Rogue and Logan were eating at the luau that Jean worked for at night. That night Jean's close friend Scott was performing a fire-eating show. For the most part he twirled around two sticks with fire burning at each end with some thrown in acrobatics. At the end he squirted some gasoline into his mouth and spat it towards the flames, causing them to flare. The only part that Logan liked about the whole thing was the fact that the thatched roof caught on fire from the last trick and nearly fell on top of Scott. Then the stage began to catch on fire as Scott frantically tried to put it out. Now that was entertainment!
Logan chuckled as Rogue was drawing in a notebook that she had brought with her from home. After she finished with her sketch, she showed it to Logan. "This is you," she explained as she pointed to a rough outline of him. His silhouette was colored about 5/6 red. She pointed to where the red stopped. "This is your badness level. It's an unusual high, fer someone yer size. We'll have t' fix that."
Just then Jean arrived at the table. She saw that Logan had put his feet up on the table and was scratching his side. "Ay-yi-yi, Rogue! Logan cannot sit like that at the table!"
"Logan is troubled," sighed Rogue. "He needs desserts!"
"Oh, you didn't even finish your sweet potatoes! I thought you liked them!"
"Desserts!"
"Ay!"
With that Jean walked into the kitchen with her waitress tray on her hand. Just as she left, Rogue saw Scott coming toward them. He was half blackened by ashes.
"Hey Scott!" Rogue called. "Look, ah got a new brother!"
Scott looked at Logan and looked back at Rogue in surprise. "Are you sure he's safe?" he whispered.
"Yeah," said Rogue. "He was probably a police officer or somethin' before he got ran over an' lost his mem'ry."
Logan looked at Scott and gave him a dirty sneer. Scott quickly backed off. Jean then returned with more food for the customers, including two slices of coconut cake for Rogue and Logan. Rogue smiled when she saw the dessert. "Yum!"
Suddenly, Logan grabbed both pieces and gobbled them up. "Hey!" cried Rogue. Realizing his mistake, he quickly coughed up the slices, still in whole, and put them back onto one of the plates. Then he reached into the back of his throat and pulled out a whole cherry. He put it on top of the slices, pushed them together to make them one slice, then pushed it over to Rogue. Rogue certainly didn't want it now. "Ew," she groaned.
Scott saw Jean as she passed by and got a little nervous. "Uh, hey. How's it going, Jean?"
Jean didn't really hear the question when she saw the state he was in. "Did you catch fire again?"
"Nah, just the stage. Listen, I was wondering – if you're not doing anything this-"
"Scott, I told you, I can't. It's just-"
She looked over at Rogue and Logan before she finished answering. "-I've got a lot to deal with right now."
"I know," said Scott. "I just thought maybe you would like-"
"Ugh, you smell like a lawn mower," interrupted Jean after sniffing him. Scott quickly checked his breath. The first time he sniffed it it didn't smell so good. The second time he did, he decided mentally it wasn't so bad. Jean glanced at another table and said, "Look, I gotta go. That kid at table three is throwing poi again. Maybe some other time, okay?"
Before Scott could answer, Jean had walked away. This left the poor red sunglasses wearing dude down in the dumps.
"Don't worry," reassured Rogue. "She likes yer butt an' fancy hair. Ah know. Ah read her diary."
Scott looked surprised and pleased at the same time. He touched his hair. "She thinks it's fancy?"
Logan had quickly lost interest in the conversation. That whole love thing to him was just a bunch of smelly crap. He let out a quiet groan, followed by a disgusted, "Blah!"
Suddenly he picked up the scent of something much more pleasant. Something delicious. Forgetting everything else, he left the table and followed the scent. He soon came upon the drumstick of some alien bird in somebody's bag. He didn't know how it got there, but he was gonna take it!
Just as he was about to bite into it, a hand grabbed him by the back of his collar. "Ha! We've got you now!" It was Magneto. "Quick, get the hand cuffs!" he ordered Mystique.
"Right!" replied Mystique. She quickly took out a pair of really big hand cuffs. They were the only thing that could stop Wolverine. But Logan planned to give them as much of a hard time about it as he possibly. When he saw the hand cuffs, he wrestled as much as he could out of Magneto' grip. He viciously turned and jerked this way and that, until Magneto finally released him. Then he tackled Mystique, knocking her hard to the ground. This caused her to shift back into her normal form. Logan quickly began punching her in the face ruthlessly. After taking a few heavy blows, Mystique tried to throw him off her while keeping herself unseen. When she finally managed to get him off and shifted back into her human form, Logan dug his teeth into her scalp and began tugging at her hair. She started crying out in pain, which caught Jean's attention from the other side of the restaurant. She gasped when she saw Logan attacking who appeared to be a harmless woman and quickly ran over. First she tried beating him on the head with her fists, but that had little effect on him. Next she picked up a pitcher of ice-cold pink lemonade and threw it at him. Logan paused for a moment, Mystique's hair still in his mouth, then he defiantly made a hard tug. Finally, Jean grabbed Logan around the waist and pulled him off Mystique. This caused the two of them to fall back on the ground. Mystique quickly began massaging her head tenderly while Jean sat on Logan while he struggled to get up.
Suddenly, the manager of the luau restaurant came forward. "Jean! Is he with you?" he asked, pointing to the man she was sitting on. Jean looked up at him, not sure what to say. "Well, uh . . ."
"All is well!" called out Mystique cheerfully, still in a great deal of pain. "Please, go about your business!"
Jean was almost horrified by the way Mystique's face looked. The beating and punching that Logan had applied to her face had caused some areas to change back to their normal color, leaving her with blotches of blue skin around her face. "Wow, your face looks all – black and blue!"
Magneto decided to put a word in. "Actually," he said, "she's just ugly."
Mystique flashed him a furious glance, then let out a fake cheerful laugh. "He's joking! I mean ugly? Look at me!" I'm going to KILL him after this!!
The manager turned back to Jean. "Uh – this is not working out."
"But-" Jean tried to explain, but the manager merely shook his head. Her expression changed to a more bitter tone. "Oh yeah? Well, who wants to come to this – fakey luau anyway?" She turned away from him and began to head for the exit. "Come on, Rogue," she said while motioning her hand to Rogue and Logan. Everyone watched as they quietly walked out.
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So, what do you think? Let me know ASAYC (as soon as you can, I made that up!) Oh yeah! Another chapter complete. Kinda long, but I think it does the job. Hey wait, I can't review for myself! Man am I stupid! Oh well. I love all of your reviews. Don't worry, I'll try to update soon. See ya till next time. DUN DA DA DAAAAAA!