Logan picked up a piece of paper that he found in the drawer.

"Will this work?" The paper had barbeque sauce on the corners and was sort of crumpled.

"No! Get a nice, brand new paper!" Hank shook his head as he started to make a salad.

"Fine, if you have to be so precise!" Logan said mocking Hank and he walked to another room to find 'new' paper. Hank called out "and a flower too!" Logan groaned and went to the back garden to pick a flower. He picked the first flower he could find, a white tulip, and ran back into the house. He took a piece of paper and brought it back to the kitchen.

Hank had already made a salad and started to make chicken.

"Here, a flower and paper" Logan said putting them both on the counter. "What now?" He asked looking at Hank clueless. Hank shook his head and looked at Logan like he was an idiot. "Write her a note saying where and when to meet you" Hank said, he grumbled "moron" under his breath. Logan growled.

"Make me a sandwich girly" Logan said to Hank as he walked out to give Storm the note. Hank scowled at Logan and fixed his flower print apron "It just so happened this was the only apron they had here!" Hank yelled back at Logan.

"Whatever" Logan said.

He ran to Storm's office and put the note and flower on her desk. He fixed it so it looked good and walked out. About five minutes later, Storm walked in to find the little arrangement. She read the note out loud:

Storm,

Meet me out back by the fountain at 7 sharp.

See you there,

Logan.

Storm's heart melted as she sniffed the white tulip, her favorite flower, and she decided to go back to her room to get ready. It was 6:30 now.

Hank finished the chicken and dessert by 6:45.

"Good job fur ball!" Logan said as he stuffed everything in a picnic basket. He went outside with a blanket, his basket, a couple candles and a radio. He set it all up on the grass by the fountain.

It was 7 o'clock. Storm walked by the fountain to find Logan sitting on a blue blanket and candles. He had plates set up and he was playing with a radio.

"What's all this?" Storm asked with a smile on her face. Logan stood up as soon as he heard Storm's voice. "It's uh…dinner. I thought you would like it but um… maybe I was wrong, I can put it all away" He said quickly.

"No, I like it" Storm said sitting down on the blanket. Logan smiled and he opened up the bowl for the salad and the pot with the chicken.

"Wow! Did you make all this?" Storm said shocked.

"Aha, no. Fur-…Hank did" Storm smiled, she leaned over and kissed Logan softly.