--- Another of the 'After the Incident at Liberty Island' Fics. This time set at the Brotherhood's Island. Toad centric as always. Sabretooth isn't being depicted as quite as much of an asshole as usual, although he still is an asshole. I figured maybe they have one of those brotherly relationships. They hate each other, but they care sort of...awww...yeah maybe...we'll see.---
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Toad yawned and scratched himself as he woke up, stretching his sore muscles. 'Last night was a bitch' he thought to himself as he reached for the pants he'd previously discarded.
They, like him, looked the worse for wear. They were torn and well worn, and now sported a black singe mark that stretched from the waistband and down both legs. The mark might almost have been a fashion statement if he hadn't sported it on his skin as well.
He touched his stomach gingerly. It'd be a scar. As though he wasn't ugly enough, he now had a dark burn mark stretching down the length of his body. He shambled over to a mirror to get a better look and winced at the reflection.
His face was burned too, although he hoped that would heal if he looked after it. He splashed a little water on his face and hissed as the pain set in. With a sigh he left the restroom and shuffled into the kitchen.
Sabretooth grunted what might have been a greeting at him from his vantage on the couch. Sabretooth was probably already healed. Lucky git. Toad opened the door to the fridge and scowled at the expired milk and cheese. After fishing around in the back of the freezer he immerged with a package of fish sticks. They'd have to do. He twisted the knob of the over to preheat and made his way into the living room.
Toad dropped into a chair and shut his eyes. He felt terrible. He had a headache and probably a fever. His muscles were sore and his tongue really hurt from the lighting burn.
Sabretooth gave a chuckle as he glanced over at his green companion.
"You look more like shit that usual."
Toad rolled his eyes and leaned back into the simple comfort of a recliner.
"Heard anything from Mags or Mystie?"
Sabretooth shook his head, long mane of hair swishing over his shoulders.
"News said Erik's been arrested and Mystique's missing."
Toad sighed. Well at least that meant that Mystique was alive. Hard to miss a blue chick, so she must be morphed into someone else. That was a relief. Of course the news that Magneto was incarcerated sent a sickening chill over the young amphibious mutant.
"We'll get him out."
"How?" Sabretooth looked perplexed, "They're keeping him in some giant plastic bubble that's constantly guarded."
Toad sighed, rubbing his head absently.
"I'll think of something."
He didn't know how though. He was usually used as labor rather than a planner. It's not that he didn't have the intellectual resources. But, Toad sighed again; He was better with a goal in mind. He preferred to let Magneto or Mystique handle the planning.
Toad nodded off in the chair until the timer went off for his fish sticks and he got to his feet to retrieve them. They were pretty good considering. Toad bit off an end after it had cooled, and gingerly swallowed.
It was on the last one that he forgot to blow gently on it and the painful burning it induced made him hiss in agony. Sabretooth looked up at him and snickered.
Toad steadied himself with a hand on the counter and waved Sabretooth's 'concern' away. The burning finally subsided and he gulped down a glass of water, before returning to his chair.
"I 'aven't been this beat in awhile."
Sabretooth grinned at him and tossed Toad the remote as he stood.
"I'm gonna go look for Mystique, try not to kill yourself while I'm gone."
"Aww, Vicky, I didn' know you cared."
"Don't wanna lose my punching bag, Frog."
Toad coughed, leaning against the chair for support on his way to the bathroom. Sabretooth looked back at him, furrowing his brow in irritation.
"Kid, I aint a big fan of socializin' so I'm only gonna say this once. This little 'brotherhood' a ours aint worth much if we only got one member. So, try to keep your green ass alive."
Toad nodded, tiredly. He was more than a little surprised. So the big lug did give a damn, or maybe he just didn't want to be alone in trying to find a way to pull Magneto out of jail. Toad made his way to the bathroom and filled the tub with cold water before laying down in it.