The Dogs of War:
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"Well you see Professor … it was all Bobby's fault…"
"My fault?! It was YOUR idea !!!"
"But YOU inspired it !!! If you hadn't been bored I wouldn't have to come up with something to do …"
::SILENCE::
#Simultaneously# "Yes Professor."
"Over the last two weeks your 'pranks', as you call them have not only frustrated and annoyed EVERY person at this school, but also they have cost the school several hundred dollars."
"But professor …"
"No! SILENCE, you will listen now. Today's adventure has toped the list, you Bobby of all people should know how hard the staff members at this school work – you should NEVER interfere with there person. I let it slide when you painted Hank pink, that wasn't permanent and EVEN when you dyed Night crawler green."
#Tish in very small voice.# "It'll grow back…"
#With one look the professor silenced her.#
"I was most up set when you set your sister on fire …"
"WOAH … wait up cowboy. We HAD permission to do that, to see if she was fireproof!"
#Bobby chimes in.# "Which she was!"
"Yes, you were allowed to aid in Hanks experiments earlier that day in a secured lab environment. You WERE NOT allowed to freeze her bedroom and then set her ON FIRE while she slept!" 'Although I was impressed with the precautions you took so you didn't burn down the mansion BUT I can't admit that now, can I?'
"But Charles …"
"I also let you get away with hoisting Remy's underwear up the flag pole 'cause he was being a jerk all day – especially to Jet, so I can understand why her sister sort revenge, considering how he upset her.' AND I ignored what you did to Hank's Twinkies by replacing all his normal one's with fat free one's 'and I commend you for taking them out of the packets and swapping them round and resealing the packets, so that he was none the wiser … very clever' …."
"But sir they WERE out in the open."
"Quite. #Exasperated# They were HIDDEN … in a bag, in a box, in DNA encoded lockbox, chained in a filing cabinet in the VERY back of Hanks PRIVATE lab. Which is not only DNA encoded, it's password encrypted with voice and retina recognition!" 'How the FUCK did they get in there ?!?!?'
Together "But siiiiiiir." #Tish and Bobby both smirk.# 'He really should be commending us.'
::I Heard that, I said SILENCE!:: "I even ignored the pair of you as you attempted to paint an eight ball on the back of my head …"
"But sir, you told us to express our artistic talents …"
"And I let you paint every other person in the mansion and Latitia I allowed you to paint both your bedroom walls, but the walls of bobby's room. Besides, BOBBY is a sculptor he had NO excuse to be playing with paint."
"But Come on Charles, it would have looked AWSOEM!"
::SILENCE! Latitia no more of that.:: "What you did today however was inexcusable and the last straw. You are not only to do WHAT ever he asks of you, you WILL do two hours extra in the Danger room training AND then report to me for two hours in which you will be cleaning the mansion. Understood?"
Tish sighs with defeat. 'It was good while it lasted, but all good things come to an end … -evil mental smirk- and good things come to those who wait.' Blankly. "Yes Charles, for how long?"
"The rest of the month."
Tish nods solemnly, Bobby explodes.
"BUT IT'S THE FIRST !!!"
"I am well aware of the date Mr Drake."
"But he STARTED IT …. Mumph."
Tish smacks a hand over Bobby's mouth. "Thankyou Charles, we understand, we'll be going now."
::And Tish.::
::Yes Charles?::
::It's Professor Xavier to you.::
::Yes Charles.::
Tish drags Bobby out of the room.
Pause.
"You can come in now Logan."
Logan enters the room glairing at the pair leaving he looks almost meek when facing Charles.
"I would have expected better of you. You will be supervising their extra two hours in the Danger room."
"Yes Chuc … Charles, thankyou Charles, I'm sorry Charles."
"You can go now, if you ask Hank he can tell you how to get that off."
"Thanks Chuck."
Logan goes to leave.
::And Logan::
::Yeah Chuck.::
::It's Charles to you.::
Meanwhile:
#Bobby sighs.# "Where did we go wrong? I mean was it with the complete invasion of other peoples privacy or the vandalism of property or was it with …"
"No Bobby, it wasn't any of those things. It was when we fucked with the professor, the all seeing, all knowing EYE of Charles. "
"You have seen those movies WAY to many times!"
"Yeah, hay lets go watch them again … we have a few hours of freedom left."
Three Hours Earlier:
Tish and Bobby lay around out side on the grass being bored. To be exact, Tish looks bored and Bobby looks like he's mopping.
"What's up Bobby?"
"I miss Rogue - She called last night and they're having a blast riding horses and swimming and sleeping out …I wish my parents weren't so … square."
"You should be happy that at least you got parents"
"Yeah they hate me 'cause I'm different and stoped me from going on this camp. It's shit." Bobby's eyes flash.
"Yeah well if you were on the camp you wouldn't be having so much FUN here with me … why are you here and not at home..." Tish smirk's and raises a questioning eyebrow.
"I got the professor to fail me in a couple of subjects - I'm here doing 'summer school'."
Pause.
"Hay Bobby…?"
"Yeah? You thought of what we can do?"
Smirks. "Lets shave off one of Logan's sideburns!"
"….Ok!"
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Logan's Bedroom:
"Jesus this guy sleeps like a rock."
Sounds of shaving.
"Ha HA! Our evil plan has succeeded!"
"Umm… Tish, what are we gonna do when he wakes up?"
"… Shit… hear! Draw it on! Draw it back on!"
"He's stirring!"
"R.U.N."
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Lounge room:
"No way am I watching 'Late night poker' reruns with you!"
"Den what do ye want te watch chere?"
Bang! Sounds of scuffling. "I was never hear…. Think of me as a giant cushion!"
"Hay Remy lets watch this!"
"Sounds lahke de most entertain'en t'ing on rahght now."
"$50 says who ever is chasing her, catches her."
Muffled. "HAY!….Remy….?"
Bobby runs in.
"Tish, what are we gonna do?! He'll smell us!!"
"SHIT! Quick, the lake." Bobby runs there to hide.
Whining, pleading voice. "Reeeeeeeeeeemy, can I PLEASE borrow your aftershave?"
"Quoi? You t'ink Remy just carry it 'round wid him?"
Tish just holds out her hand. "Think of this as a life saving donation to the poor!"
Remy sighed, then handed over the after shave. Tish sprays it all over herself then dives for cover.
"Now remember, I'm a rug!"
"Remy?"
"Oui chere?"
"$50 says he kills them both"
"...Deal…. Jet?"
"What Remy?"
"I'm confused, is she a cushion, or a rug?"
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 30 seconds later ...
Throughout the mansion:
AAAAAAAAARRRRRRGH!!!!!!!!!!!!
Echoes off the walls.
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"Oh, I am SO dead."
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Enter one pissed Canadian.
"Where are they?!"
"New look mon ami? Ah lahke de texter."
"Really brings out your cheek bones."
Snarls, sniffs. Picks up couch and dumps all three occupants on the floor.
"Damn! How'd he know?"
"Danger room. Tomorrow."
"Woohoo!.... I mean, Noooooo!"
"5 o'clock."
"P.M.?"
Smirks. "A.M. darl'in."
Tish looks shell shocked.
"A.M.?! What's that?!"
"For two weeks with me."
Logan storms out muttering something about Bobby's arse and what's soon going to be lodged up there…
"Ye got off lucky mes amis."
"LUCKY?! Lucky would be getting away with it!"
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 2minutes previously by the lake:
SPLASH!
'Gotta hide, gonna die, gotta hide gonna die…..'
The mansions lake was used to many unusual things happening to it, being frozen solid in the middle of summer in about 2.3 seconds was defiantly a first.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .1.5 minutes latter
'Gee, if the frozen lake in the middle of summer doesn't tip him off, I'll bet the straw sticking up dead centre will.' Jet smirks.
"Yo Cajun, you no that $20 you bet me that Bobby would get away?"
"Oui chere?"
"Pay up."
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .The Professors office at the same time:
'Hell, not again! You children are a walking migraine.'
The Professor and Warren Warrington the III sat across each other discussing next years budget.
"By the way Angel, we are short one teacher for next year, we need a computer teacher. As you know our students are often quite advanced, so they would have to be very good.I know you're a busy man but, if you no someone who might be appropriate for the job, could you give me a ring?"
"Yes, of corse professor, all though I don't think I could be of-"
"Angel, excuse me, sorry, but would you like to see something funny?"
"What's going on now professor?"
"It would seem your good friend Robert Drake, and his accomplice, the delightful Miss Latitia decided to shave off one of Logan's sideburns and replace it with permanent marker."
Chuckling. "This should be good."
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Logan's (POV):
'Bobby. Bobby, bobby… what did I teach you about camouflage and inconspicuous hideouts?... All that time waisted! Why do I bother? Sometimes I wonder… and then I remember that big fat pay check at the end of the month. I'm going to see Chuck after this. I deserve a pay raise.'
We, the audience (Tish, Jet, Remy, and now Kurt, Angel, The Professor and Hank, who came up because of the noise) watch in amusement at Bobby's unfolding doom.
Crunch, crunch, crunch. 'I see you Ice Man.'
Spompt. 'Lets see how long you can stay down there with no air going to that microscopic evil brain of your's.'
Chocking noises can be heard from under the ice.
Crack!
GASP! "Look Logan… no Logan! Murder is a crime!" 'Gonna die, gonna die, gonna die...'
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .5 minutes later under the flag poll:
"Now Bobby, who's idea was this and maybe I'll let you down!"
If I tell him, Tish dies… If I don't, I die… then again, he's properly gonna kill me any way.
"Logan, this was all…. My fault."
Shnkt.
(End Flash back.)
That Night Before Dinner In Jet's Room:
"Tish WHAT would EVER drive you to annoy that man?"
"Boredom?"
"You do realise he IS a NINJA?"
"Yes Jet, I am well aweare of Logan's history."
"But WHY drag Bobby in, he's never this bad – YOU have NEVER been this bad, THIS destructive. WHAT? WHAT IS IT ?!?! Is it because we're in a new universe? Because we no longer have Mum and Dad around ?!?! WHAT? WHY are you doing this to me? You know I had a TWENTY minute conversation with Charles this afternoon – I've convinced him to only let Logan punish you after this month is over. AND he is rethinking whether you should be offered a place at this school. NEED I REMIND YOU THAT YOU NEED THAT PLACE – We have discussed this. I have to go and get a job AND YOU have to finish school and go to university!"
Jet pauses for a moment.
"Well? What have you got to say for your self? What's your excuse?"
"Boredom … Tish notices that Jet is steaming. In all seriousness? You like can't tell anyone. It would RUIN my reputation … Notices the air around jet not only steaming but staring to almost burn. 'Sigh – better actually tell her.' You see Bobby is really, REALLY bummed out about his parents - they wouldn't let him go on camp because they didn't want him around 'freaks'. He's only here because Charles failed him in four subjects and told his parents he would be doing summer school. He was getting really depressed. They like favour his brother and treat him different because he's a mutant. It really gets him down. So I was TRYING to distract him … and it was working."
Tish stands silently with her head down … waiting for the onslaught. Jet looks shocked.
'That has to be one of the dumbest plans I've ever heard of. But it was working …'
Jet reaches out and places a hand on Tish's shoulder – Tish almost winces.
"That has to be one of the MOST noble thing you've ever done, but dose it have to be so destructive?" Jet smiles. "Please just try to keep it a bit more quite?"
Jet walks out of the room. Calling over the shoulder.
"Come on down for dinner?"
Tish smiles. 'Maybe doing the right thing could get me places? But I will have to talk to Logan …'
Hank smiled to him self. People often forgot how quiet the good doctor could be – he smiled at his companion, Remy smirked back. Yes this was an interesting turn of events. Charles would need to know of course. So the girls were from another dimension …. HOW intriguing . Just think some good came from the Cajun's eves dropping …
The men begin to wander towards the dining room.
"It must be putting a lot of stress of our dear Jet to keep all of this under wraps …"
"Yeah, but why hide it? Half de x-men have spent time in ot'er dimensions."
"True, but sometimes it's best to let people tell you within there own time. Poor Jet, no wonder she seams a little stressed and can't sleep."
"How do ya know she don't sleep?"
"The lovely Jacinta comes and spends her nights with me at least three times a week, I suggested a sedative, but she thought it best just to spend her time surfing around on my computer and she also plays the piano for me. It is truly lovely to have such a positive force in my lab … opposed to that of her evil sister and her side kick one Mr Drake."
Remy Smirks. 'How de man got a grand piano into his lab is byond Remy.'
"Wish cher came to Remy to help her on lonely, sleepless nights."
#Hank pauses at the dining room door#
"Yes … well. Perhaps that's so."
"But Remy know one t'ing dat we see tonight …"
"And what pray tell is that Mr Lebeau?"
"Dat de evil Tish s'not quite as evil as we t'ought an' dere is a heart unda' both de ice cold exteriors…."
"Very true Remy, Very True."
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .That night at dinner:
Charles enters the room with Angel.
Tish who's talking to Jet stops when she notices that Jet is staring.
'What? Did Remy wander in, in JUST leather pants or something ....Oh my god, wings. WINGS ... fuzzy.'
"Ladies, I don't know if you've been introduced to Warren Worthington the Third."
Jet smirks at Tish. 'Ok Jet I'll follow your lead on this one.'
"Well I know I'd never forget a pair of wings like that. And I promised my papa that I'd take the balls of the first man who swept my sister off her feet." Jet deadpans.
'Oh, Jet my Evil EVIL dark Goddess of men's DOOM - How DO you do it?'
Charles raises an eyebrow, and Angel pales noticeably.
"Oooooooook, nice to meet you to."
Jet smirks. "Lucky that happened a long time ago."
Tish smiles. "Forth grade or something like that."
Angel raises an eyebrow. "Why do I think that when Bobby and hank told me about you to they WERE NOT exaggerating?"
"Don't worry, you saved my life, she'll warm up to you, here come sit with us ..."
Tish flicks her tail around, Angel snatches out a hand and gentle grabs it.
Smirking. "What's this?"
"Fashion accessory."
"Don't you know it's morally wrong to where fur?"
"Yeah well i don't want to even think about how many small baby ducks died to make your little 'look'."
"Touché."
Warren pulls out a chair and settles between the girls, he looks up and smiles at his team members. Noticing the dark looks from Logan he raises an eyebrow and turns to Jet.
"So what's with all the dark looks heading this way from the Badger?"
"Well. You see, my sister and one Bobby Drake. Decided this afternoon it would be a good idea to shave off one of Logan's sideburns and draw it back on in permeant marker."
Warren grins. "They are braver then me."
Warren raises an eyebrow when he notices something brushing against his wings.
The pair turn to see Tish batting at a stray feather sticking out of The Angels white wings.
"... Fuzzzzzy ..."
"Tish?"
"Huh, yeah Jet?"
"What ARE you doing?"
Glances down at her traitorous hand and then up at Warren.
'errrrr Sprung'
"Meep, ummm I'm really sorry, it's like a new thing and there just so .... fuzzy."
Kurt glances up and raises an eyebrow.
At that moment Hank and Remy enter.
Hank smiles sliding into the seat on the other side of Jet. "ANGEL, it's so nice to have you here."
Remy sits himself next to Logan and glairs at the other end of the tabel.
"Hay Angel...."
"Yeah Tish?"
"At Halloween, can i dye your wings yellow and send you out as big bird?"
"Errrrrr, no..."
"Ok canI dye your wings black and send you out as Hells Angel?"
Angel chuckles. "We'll see."
Jet smirks. "Yeah, i could goth you up. It'd be so cool."
Silence falls as everyone eats.
"Hay Wolvie, if you make it 7a.m. then I'll tell you how to get rid of the permanent marker."
"Oh, gee, thanks Tish… but Hank just told me."
Gulp.
"No deal."
Tish mutters about pink spots and overly large brained doctors getting 'it'. Bobby wanders in looking particularly unscathed. Tish looks up smirking.
"Well at least I'll have a buddy at 5a.m tomorrow morning!"
"Actually, I payed my dues."
The smirk slides from her lips.
"Huh?... What? HOW?!"
Logan snickers. "Lets just say that Bobby wont be getting around in shorts for the rest of the summer."
Stunned silence.
Jet grins evilly (looking surprisingly like her younger sister). "Remy?"
"Oui, Quoi is it cherie?"
"If I pin him down, can you get the camera?"
Evil snickering in shored. Tish smirks
"Hay Wolvie-"
"Don't call me that."
"-you want me to shave the other one off?"
Glares!
"Logan?"
"What Jet?"
"I can shave it off... I know how to do it right."
"Vhat are you saying Jet you can shave… Logan are you really willing to risk THAT?"
"I worked at a barbers shop for two years, so Red you can kiss my skilled arse."
"I'd love a proper shave darl'in."
Kurt laughs, Hank raises eyebrow, Remy glares daggers at Logan, Tish smirks.
"No fair!" Bobby whinges. "Lagan HACKED my legs!!"
"HAY LOGAN! I can draw it back on! How about a French moustache this time?"
Warren chokes on the wine he was sipping.
GLAIR. "You come near me and I'll make it a two months. And Bobby…?"
Snaps. "What?!"
Raised eyebrow.
"Meep… I mean, 'Yes'?"
"If you had stayed still and quit squealing like a girl it wouldn't be a hack job."
"Ewwwww, zat's nasty."
"Hay Wings, I'm suprised you and the House Cat arn't going head to head."
Remy raises an eyebrow. "Why would dey go head ta head?"
"It's an animal thing."
Professor X. sighs heavily. "Ok children, dear ones…. ENOUGH!"
Everyone falls silent and eats.
Logan muttering. "All though Tish did do a nice job."
::Logan? ::
::Yeah Chuck?::
::Tish's 5am training session. They will be postponed till next month.::
::Ok Chuck.::
::Oh, and Logan.::
::Yes Chuck?::
::I expect you to repair my flag pole please.::
::Shore Chuck.::
::And Logan?::
::Yeah Chuck ….::
::Don't call me Chuck.::
. . . "Ok Chuck".
Later That Night The Boys are Hanging Out In The Rec Room:
Logan wanders into the room. Hank looks up and raises an eyebrow. Angel smiles.
"Nice Shave?"
"God that girl know how to please a man."
Remy blinks. "Remy did not need te hear dat, Badger you got one chance to rephrase dat."
Logan Smirks "How about …That girls got amazing moves."
"Logan."
Hank without looking up "I would be much obliged if you did not imply such things about my dear friend Jacinta. And seeing as though she is about an eighth of your age, that was kind of wrong."
Logan's smirk grows "Ok how about – That girl really knows how to use her hands."
Hank and Remy both growl.
Interesting to see, who's taken an attachment to this girl. Looks like Hanks found a friend, not that that surprise me. The girl's got smarts. But I wonder if Remy is in this for the challenge or for something else.'
"Ok, ok how about: that girl knows how to use a razor blade."
Bobby looks up. "That just sounds scary."
'Hmmmm I smell cat.'
Bouncing into the room. "HAY GUYS."
"Get away from me."
"Orrr Loooogie I KNOW you want to hug and make up!"
"What did you just call me?"
Tish bounds across the room at Logan, who drops rolls and barely escapes with 'his life'.
Tish mutters "Damn Ninja reflexes, hope he teaches me that." Tish then launches herself towards Logan in the hope of 'hugging' him.
"But Loooogie."
All the boys chuckle as Tish bounds around the room after Logan.
"Stop following me."
"But Loooogie"
"I SAID STOP CALLING ME THAT."
Tish's head drops, here shoulders flump and her eyes begin to water, she shuffles off to a corner of the room and sniffs loudly.
"Shut up Kid that don't work on me."
"SSSSSSSSSSNNNNNNNNNIIIIIIIIIFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF !!!!"
"Growl"
Tish breaks out into uncontrollable tears.Occasionally "He doesn't love me." Can be heard coming from the pile of Tish.
Logan looks up five pairs of eyes glairing daggers at him.
Kurt glairs, "You had to go and make her cry."
Logan sighs and gets up. Slowly wondering over to the sobbing pile of Tish. Squatting down…
"Look kid, I didn't really mean it … "
Tish looks up, in a small voice. "Really?"
Logan looking very uncomfortable. "Really."
Logan hauls Tish to her feet. "So this means you love again?"
"Errrrrrrrrrrrrr."
"Good enough for me." Tish throughs her self at Logan wrapping her arms and legs around him. "He loves me he really really loves me, lets go watch Gone With The Wind and be bestest friends forever!"
"Errrrr ummm."
"Logan will you take me shopping?"
"Wait …"
"Or Logan … you wanna go play some pool?"
Logan raises an eyebrow "I'm going to chose to ignore the fact you were messing with me the whole time and simply KICK your ass at pool."
The pair wander out of therec room towards the pool room.
The five other occupants of the room fall to the floor laughing.
Hank the first to recover "Did I really see what I think I saw?"
"Bobby."
"Yeah Kurt"
"Pinch me. I si'nk I dreamed zat."
"Remy, knows he wasn't dreaming …"
"I personally wonder at the physical impossibilities of the six foot blood wrapping her self around the five, three Wolverine."
All snicker at the image.
Angel smirks.
"I vish I 'ad a camra zough."
Bobby looks folorn "I would do alot for a picture of that."
Angel's smirk grows, holding up his camera phone. "Got cha covediceman. That girl really has Logan wraped around her finger."
Hank smiles. "You should see what our Jet can getaway with?"
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The Kitchen Midnight:
Logan enter the kitchen looking for his 'midnight snack'. "Now where did I hide that bottle… what the."
Only to find Xavier's high back leather chair sits facing the sink.
The chair swivels around to reveal Tish, sitting with her legs crossed. Sipping on lemonade in a martini glass. Logan's chilled bottle of bear sits in her lap the smirks at Logan, and strokes the beer as if it's a cat.
"Hello Mr Logan. I've been expecting you."
Logan growls. "What's up house cat?"
Tish mentally cringed at the name. 'No I wont give him the satisfaction of seeing my dislike for this new name.'
"Well Rex I have a proposition for you."
Logan snorts and replies in a scathing tone. "And what might that be …. House cat?"
Tish glairs at the name. "It has become apparent that to spite Charlies interference, that we continue on with our little war. So I propose form this moment on we know longer use Charles as a referee. To each his own, and we wage our private war without interference. No tatel tailing and running to Charlie. Got it?" Tish spat out in a menacing and superior voice.
Logan tried very, very hard not to laugh out loud at the girl. Instead only raising an eyebrow. "Fine by me Kitten. Just as long as you can face the consequences."
Tish smirks.
Silence descends as each 'foe' tests the other.
SSSSPPPT
The silence is broken, Tish opens Logan's beer and holds it over the sink. Then turning it upside down allows the contents to fall into the sink.
Logan Raise's an eyebrow menacingly.
"Logan you have two options. One you can go to Charlie and tell Charlie and tell him what I did, thus admitting you had alcohol in the school. Or two you can just walk away. Remember should you chose two you are agreeing to wage a silent war, no holding back bar what you think you should hold at. With only myself and my consort one Mr Robert Drake knowing as to what goes on. So what will you do?"
Logan smirks, leaning forward over Tish. "I shall cry havoc and unleash the dogs of war." With that he turns and leaves.
Tish smirks. "Let the games begin." 'All good things come to those who wait.'
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Outside:
"Logan what was dat all 'bout?" Remy, who was on his way to get his own midnight snack (Triple choc mud cake ice cream.) asked Logan as he passes.
"It's an animal thing."
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