Title: "Who Went There!"
Author: Pirate Turner
Rating: PG
Summary: When reviewing the daily history of the X-Mansion's Internet traffic, Hank finds a startling surprise.
Disclaimer: Dr. Henry "Hank" McCoy; Professor Xavier; Scott "Cyclops" Summers; the X-Mansion; and the X-Men are © & TM Marvel comics and are used without permission. Everything else is © & TM Pirate Turner. The author makes absolutely no profit from this story.

Blue eyes stared at the monitor in shock. "Hank," a gentle voice asked, "is everything all right?"

"Some one just went to a . . . hum . . . er . . . an odd site today," Hank replied, his usual eloquence deserting him in his moment of shocked surprise

"Oh?" Charles asked. "What sort of site?"

"No offense, Professor, but I really do not think you truly want to know."

"Some sort of porn site?" Professor Xavier inquried with a single eyebrow quirked in question.

"No, sir."

"Then what on Earth could it be to have shocked you so, Hank?"

"Hum . . . Well . . . That is . . . Er . . . "

"Hank, you know you can tell me anything," the Professor gently assured one of his first students. "What is it?" Hank mumbled something, but his voice was so low that the Professor could not make the words out. "Again, please," he instructed softly, "and louder this time."

"Poop dot com," Beast blurted out, the blue fur surrounding his handsome face appearing several shades darker than normal.

"Oh," Charles said knowingly. After a moment's silence, he added, "It's quite all right, Hank. I know all about it."

Hank moved his head to gaze at the Professor with the same shocked expression he had previously been staring at the computer with. "Scott told you about his bathroom problems, sir?" he asked, clearly astonished that they should talk so openly about such an embarrassing thing.

"Well, actually . . . " Charles faltered for a moment before finally admitting, "He went there for me."

Hank's expression changed instantly to a deep concern for the man that he adored like his own father. "Is everything all right, sir?"

"It's quite all right, Hank. There's nothing to worry about. Let's only say that I merely need to decrease my sugar intake."

The End