Escape Now, While You Can!

Logan was sweating, as much as he wanted to help; he also wanted to get the hell out of there! Problem was; Morph was nowhere in sight, or for that matter, smell. He had thought at first; he had transformed himself and hid himself well, and decided to be wise, and stay the hell away from all the hormonal women. But his nose told him Morph was not in the Mansion. Hell, even Cerebro told him that; that he had left early this morning. Where was he? He had a gut feeling Morph would be back. It had already been around an hour since he dared to get up.

He was going to warn Gambit, but it was far too late, and he had overheard everything. Well, he got what was duly coming to him, anyhow. In times past, he had walked in and saw the seat up, and had smelled it was indeed the Cajon who was there last to use it. He had put it down for him, on many occasions, but not enough to save the dipwad! Eh, it was time he did get what was coming to the idiot. It had been about one hour since Beast was warned, and Morph was still nowhere in sight, nor smell. One more hour; was it, he would stay here if it could be managed. Then he was leaving, with or without Morph. He felt terrible, yes, and really wanted to help the ladies, but he also knew better, to interfere when they were like this. Logan wouldn't dare go near let alone in any of the menstruating women's rooms, no matter how much some of them were bawling! Especially with all 4 of them like this at the same time!

So in the meantime, as Logan panicked more with each minute that passed as he packed up the necessities and the clothes that Morph had in his dresser into his suitcase. "Come on, buddy, where are you, where are you?" A tap was felt on his shoulder. Logan had been so preoccupied he did not even notice his approach.

"Looking for me?" His BFF looked so startled surprised to see him there that Morph hitched an eyebrow up in surprise. "You got a bad cold, or hay fever, or something like that, that you didn't even smell me coming into my own room? Or was I just downwind?"

"Try too freaked out. Too freaked out to notice your scent, even when I was trying to smell for you. I was, am in, self-preservation mode, nothing else matters, let alone searching for your scent."

"You, freaked out, the big bad tough, Wolverine, is freaked out?"

"Damn straight, Syd," Logan called his friend by his first name, well half of it. It was rare he used his actual name, kid, was close enough to Syd for him, and he was one. "Get your things. It's time to leave, right now." The look of sheer panic still written clearly in his blue eyes.

"Am I being kicked off the team?"

"Try about to be strangled to death, if you say the wrong thing, namely, menstruating. It's not just one of them, but all 4 of them, all at the same time! Now, let's get the hell out of here right now, before there is warzone here, and more bloodshed than the women are having put together!"

"I figured that had happened, they had synced up, I heard of this phenomenon happing. Pretty common with women living together. It looks like I came back here just in time. I had to go out and get some reinforcements," plopping the bags down on his bed that was full of feminine hygiene products. As well as other things, the ladies would certainly need. He had gotten a few other things too as well, but they were in the kitchen, where he had left them. "We are so not going anywhere, Logan. We have to deal with this. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll be back in a few minutes. In the meantime, go make yourself useful, and go boil some water, a lot of it."

"What, we ain't having a baby here, Morph, we need…"

"To help them. I got it covered," he winks, then gestures with his head to the bags on his bed, while smiling cheerfully at his BFF. "Now go do as I asked, go boil some water." Logan gave him a pleading look, to please reconsider this, to leave, and come with him, as he glanced to the suitcase he had packed for him. Morph shook his head and gestured to the door again, relaxed as can be. "Trust me; I got it all covered. Go. We got a mission, and I need your help. Run the water hot to heat it up quicker, the quicker, the better. I trust that we already have a dire emergency on our hands. Are the waterworks already flowing?" Logan nods. "In that case, go, now, grab out, and fill, a big pot full of water on the stove, we will need it. Oh, and put the kettle on to boil as well."

"All right, Syd, if you say so." Boil water, he didn't get it, but if it helped, he would do as his friend asked. The fact that his friend was oddly so calm, considering, spoke volumes that he knew something he did not know. As the panic slowly ebbed away and wore off, so too returned the call to help as he made his way to the kitchen. The woman needed help, and he had to try, at least try to help them. He finally realized, as much as he rather escape for the week, he should try to help. Besides now with the panicked state washed away, he knew, how foolish he had been, to think this way. Why he didn't realize this sooner, he could only guess. But knew especially given his mutant powers and his natural abilities, that he could take any and all, yelling, verbal, and or physical, abuse any of the ladies might give him, even if it didn't make any or much sense.