The Annie Wilkes Edition

Kitty fished the comic books Deadpool brought her out of her backpack, having finally run out of reading material. He had given her three issues and one had a sticky note on it. "Welcome to the party" was written on it in what she recognized as Deadpool's handwriting. She peeled the yellow note off and stared at the cover in shock.

It was a comic book of the Avengers, only the cover had her, Logan, and Deadpool fighting a villain that looked suspiciously like the Ice Arsonist. All three issues were on the same event, but each in their different point of views. She ran her finger over the artist's rendition of her, scoffing slightly.

"What's wrong?" Logan asked from his spot next to her bed. Kitty silently turned the comic book around so he could see the cover. "Oh, yeah." He shrugged. "It's just a comic book."

"Yeah, but it's us!" She blurted out, turning to the first page. "Introducing the Voluptuous Violent Vixen AKA Kitty Vics?!" Kitty read, her eyes wide as she looked at Logan.

"Your first issue, congratulations." He said in a bored voice, followed by the tapping of his fingers on his phone.

Kitty squeaked, "How do they know my name?"

"They know all our names." His answer was short and Kitty grew frustrated.

She leafed through the pages, her eyebrows drawn together. "But look how they drew me!" Kitty showed him a page where the "Voluptuous Violent Vixen" was in her underwear and a cropped t-shirt, laying on her bed in the Tower. It was after the fundraiser, the night that Kitty couldn't sleep. The comic version of her was dramatically tossing and turning. Her inner thoughts were written down and Kitty bit her lip to keep herself from ripping up the page. "I don't look like that! And, like most normal people, I wear clothes to bed! Not a thong and a fourth of a shirt! I feel violated!"

"Really?" Logan grabbed the comic book, inspecting the page. "I don't know, it looks like it's pretty close to me." Kitty rolled up one of the other comic books and smacked him with it before taking her issue back.

"How would you know? Besides, nobody's legs are that long and muscular in comparison to the rest of their body." Kitty argued. "And let's not even get started on how ridiculous they made my boobs look! They gave me a G cup with virtually no waist! That's not even possible!"

"So what cup size are you?" Logan asked, a smirk crossing his face as his eyes slid down to the front of her bulky hospital gown.

"Nice try." Kitty snorted, reaching for another issue. "Let's see how they drew you." She flipped through his comic book and found a shirtless Wolverine. "Oh, I doubt you look like that." She had to give the artist props, though; The comic versions were pretty hot.

"Give me that." Logan ordered, reaching for the issue. Kitty laughed maniacally, keeping the comic book away from him, her eyes still glued to the page.

"And Logan's inner turmoil when he saw Kitty emerge from her room, her midnight blue dress flowing behind her-" She read dramatically until Logan snatched away the book.

"These are fiction." He growled, waving the comic book around. "Nothing in here is right."

"Really? Because they seem to know what we're all thinking." Kitty pointed out, handing him her comic book back. The page opened to her in the bed, trying to figure out how she recognized Ashley's voice. Logan moved as if to turn the page and Kitty's heart monitor went beeped loudly. "No!" She cried, grabbing the book back. "You don't get to see the next page."

Logan gave an amused smile. "Why not?" He leaned closer to her bed.

She hugged the issue to her chest, her bottom lip sticking out. "They drew me changing into my suit."

"But you said it didn't look like you, so what does it matter?" He asked, reaching for the comic book.

She held it away again. "Because I don't look like the comic."

He raised an eyebrow and gave a short laugh. "So?"

Kitty looked down at the front of the comic book. "So, I don't look nearly as good in real life as I do in the comic." She stared sadly at the cover. They still drew her short compared to the rest of the group, but the artist had exaggerated her curves while thinning down her stomach and waist drastically. Her hair was beautiful, flowing long and wavy down her back. "The only thing they got right was my hair, and even that doesn't look as pretty now." She raised her hand to the section of her hair that had burned off.

"Are you really pouting because you don't look like a comic book character?" Logan asked.

"Yes! Because it's supposed to be me!" She half-cried.

Logan picked up the comic book he had snatched from her earlier, flipping it to the page where he was shirtless. He held his thumb over the inner dialog box and showed her the picture. "It's like you said, nobody actually looks like that. Not even Rogers on his super soldier steroids."

Kitty bit her lip, then sighed. "People actually read these?" She asked incredulously.

"Deadpool does." Logan answered, putting his issue where he thought it was out of her reach.

She planned on waiting until he fell asleep before Kitty would attempt to grab his comic book. She moved over to the furthest her bed would allow, and reached for the comic by Logan. She quickly snatched the book, careful to not wake him up. Kitty flipped to the page she had started reading earlier, and read the rest of the inner dialog box. Her eyes widened and she flicked back to the first page and read through the entire comic. She then replaced the comic so Logan wouldn't know she read it. She stayed awake most of the night, thinking about what she had read and if she should do anything about it…