(continuing :3)

Logan grumbled as he sat in Charles room with Jean and Kitty. The young boy, unable to wear any of his clothes, had to go to Kitty about the problem (more like force since Jean had to push him there). When she saw him, the teenage girl was more then happy to give him some of her clothes that no longer fit her. Though all of the clothes consisted of pink or purple which Logan hated completely.

"I can't believe you don't have anything other then pink," He mumbled as he stared at the pink shirt he was wearing. "Something other then this!"

"But you look so cute!" Kitty giggled. "I wish I could take a picture of you!"

"DO THAT AND DIE!"

Kitty giggled more then kissed him on the cheek. Growling at her, Logan was about to throw a punch at her when the door opened. There stood Charles and Beast along with Storm. Great MORE people to see me like this, Logan thought glaring at the ground with a blush of embarrassment on his face. Beast walked towards him then examined him. He was baffled when the examination had stopped and he looked at Charles.

"I don't know how this could have happened," He said then looked back at Logan. "Even with your psychic powers the worst you could have done is make him think he's a seven year old boy not become one."

"I'm fourteen," Logan mumbled.

"What was that?"

Logan gave Beast a glare which wasn't effective since he was blushing madly from embarrassment.

"I'm fourteen...," He said the looked away red.

There was a dead silence before Jean, Kitty, Beast, and Storm burst into laughter. Logan sneered at them before he looked away angry. He knew that he was fourteen because had had...hair down there and because of the fact he was only 5"3 when he was a full grown adult, he was around 4"5 right now. Besides, Charles told him earlier after checking him himself that he as fourteen.

"I can't believe your so short for a fourteen year old!" Jean laughed.

"Aw poor little Logan!" Kitty laughed.

"LOOK CAN WE FIGURE OUT WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME INSTEAD OF LAUGHING AT MY HEIGHT?!" Logan shouted turning even redder.

Charles calmed everyone down then looked at Logan.

"Logan I'm sorry to say but we don't know how to fix this quite yet," He said then patted his head. "But we'll figure it out soon enough."

"What am I suppose to do while I'm fourteen?" Logan snapped. "I can't have anyone see me like this! Also someone would soon find out a fourteen year old is here and start asking why he isn't in school!"

Charles thought for a second then looked at him.

"Go to your room Logan while Beast, Storm, and I talk about this," Charles said then rubbed the young boy's head. "Kitty and Jean will take you to your room and make sure that no one will see you."

Frowning again, Logan got up and headed outside with the girls. Kitty and Jean followed him giggling slightly as they walked after Logan. He was obviously angry at the fact he was fourteen and beyond tiny. Who wouldn't be angry? Especially if the guy was once so muscle bound. Kitty, who was more then happy helping a cute little boy, soon yanked the younger boy into her bedroom shocking Logan and Jean.

"Stay still cutie," She said poking his nose. "I want to give you something~!"

She defiantly got him something. After throwing away dozens of bows, she pulled out a black pointed bow then looked at Logan. Jean, who realized what was going on and started giggling, sat next to Logan and kept him down. Near the brink of screaming, Logan was about to push Jean away when Kitty placed the bow on his head. Looking absolutely mortified, he got away the girls then dashed away. The girls started cracking up which slowly stopped when they realize Logan ran off....looking like a little girl.

"Uh oh."

Logan quickly ran through the hallways hoping to get away from the girls. When he reached his hallway, Logan opened the door hoping it was his bedroom. As soon as the door opened he instantly regretted it. There stood Summers changing his shirt. It didn't take long before Summers notice him then put on a shirt.

"Hey kid who are you?" He asked.

"I'm not a kid," Logan snapped. "I'm fourteen!"

"Whatever. What's your name girly?"

***

"GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME!"

Jean, Kitty, Storm, Beast, and Charles quickly made their way to Scott's room to see Logan trying to murder Scott who was wearing a torn shirt that was most likely because of the claws. Shocked, the girls tried to pull Logan away but he was hopping mad. Charles had calmed him down but in the end of all the mayhem, the fourteen year old boy still had the desire to send Scott to an early grave.

"Logan just calm down," Jean said before setting her hands on the younger boys shoulder. "What happened?"

"He called me a girl!" Logan snarled.

"You do remember you're wearing my clothes at the moment right?" Kitty asked.

Logan glanced down then rubbed the back of his head slightly. It obviously slipped his mind.....and it just slipped his mind right now that he was standing in front of Summers wearing a girly shirt and pants.

"I....got to go," Logan said before dashing away to find his own room.

"That's Logan?" Scott asked before snickering. "Well he looked...feminine."

"Well there's been an accident involving Logan," Charles said. "And he'll be stuck as a fourteen year old for a while until we figure out a cure. While he's a fourteen year old I want everyone to treat him like you would every day. Also other then that, since Logan is only fourteen years old and it would be hard to keep a young teenager in the house without raising suspicions."

"Where is this heading Mr. Xavier?" Kitty asked.

"I am putting Logan into your high school," Charles continued. "Scott, Jean I want you two to watch over Logan while he's there. Make sure he's safe and no one assume he's nothing other then a normal fourteen year old boy."

"So basically we have to babysit him right?" Scott asked. "Does that mean he has to listen to us?"

"Technically speaking yes," Charles said.

A smirk grew on his face. Jean noticed where this was going and sighed. So far, he enjoyed the idea of little Logan.