Dandelions: 1000   X-Men: 1

Disclaimer: I do not own X-men characters.

As this story progresses things seem to be getting weirder…I hope everyone likes it.  Please read and review, and again be warned this may cause odd behavior toward dandelions.

~* thoughts *~

psychically transmitted thought

Chapter 3

***Outside With Team 2: Cyclops, Jean, and Wolverine***

            ~* Teamwork!  We need to pick dandelions to improve our teamwork!  Now he is right, we do need help, but what in the world is picking weeds going to do to fix anything?  I was supposed to go to the beach with Jean for a nice day alone.  I have our lunch made and everything, but no, now I have to spend my day pulling weeds and watching Wolverine flirt with Jean!  If she needs help I can help her!  He's just using that as his excuse to stare at her backside.  Anyone!  The professor could have put me on a team with anyone, and he forces me to work with Wolverine.  You know, I might be able to work with him, if Jean weren't here.   THIS IS NOT FUNNY PROFESSOR!!  What did I do to deserve this? *~

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*Snikt*

            "I think this would go faster if I just use these."  Logan grinned from ear to ear while he chopped of the tops of all dandelions within distance of his claws.

            "Logan, that's not going to work.  They'll grow right back.  You have to pull them out so you get the roots."  Said Jean completely unimpressed.

            "Oh, no problem Darlin'.  I can get the roots."  With a swift swipe of his claws Wolverine dug out the roots of the weed.  He also took a rather large chunk out of the lawn.

            "Uh Logan, I think the professor wanted to keep the lawn though." 

Jean looked disapprovingly at the gaping hole in the ground.  She then turned trying to find where Scott had gone.  She saw him several feet away, and could tell he was pining to himself.

~* He could at least try to get along*~  Jean sighed to herself.  ~* He's acting like this is the worst punishment in the world.  If he just came over here, and we worked together, then we could probably still salvage our plans. *~

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            ~* Alright, alright, out of sight out of mind.  Think of something else…something happy. *~

*pick… pick… pick… pick*

            ~* You know given the chance I'll bet these dandelions could take over the world.  They have the numbers.  All they need is a base…and a leader. *~

*pick… pick… pick, pick… PICK… RIP*