I Like Children Too! Know Any Good Recipes?
"'I love children, but I don't think I could eat a whole one.'"
Hank coughed, trying to cover up his laughter.
Xavier just raised one eyebrow into his nonexistent hairline at the phrase emblazoned on the bumper sticker he held. "What has young Mr. Wagner started?" he asked, trying his level best not to chuckle.
"It wasn't just Kurt, Charles," Hank reminded him.
"Ah, yes…Magnus' son," Xavier mused. "Pietro is certainly not taking after his father in this respect."
Hank only raised an unnaturally blue eyebrow in question.
"Eric never had a very good sense of humor," Xavier revealed. "Back in college, the other students would play an April Fool's Day joke on him, and he just thought it was a waste of time."
Hank nodded and looked thoughtful. "I wonder what would happen if he got one of these…" he mused.
"Nothing," Xavier said immediately.
"Oh?"
"He wouldn't find it funny, and since he wouldn't find it funny, he'd consider it an insult, and try to attack whoever got him. But he'd be too busy dealing with the Acolytes getting into the game to retaliate," Xavier said, mirth clear in every word.
"So all of Magneto's grand schemes for world domination would be derailed by a little game of prank tag?" Hank asked incredulously.
Xavier nodded mock-solemnly. "We should have done this sooner. It's much better for my sanity for the students to use more cerebral attacks than constantly worrying about the degradation of their physical states."
"Indeed," Hank agreed.
They were both silent for a moment, then Hank asked, "So, who do you think we should get? Magneto?"
Tapping one finger thoughtfully on his chin, Xavier gave Hank a rather wicked grin. "No, my good doctor…I have a better idea…"