A/N: Stuck!verse.
Obstacles
The scene wasn't the strangest thing Logan had ever seen; it didn't even rank in his top ten. But with it being Victor, he felt compelled to investigate.
His brother did some weird shit, but there was always some kind of messed up reasoning behind it. At least this looked to be fairly harmless.
Victor lie flat on the back lawn, arms pillowing his head, like a cat stretched out for an afternoon nap.
That wasn't the strange part.
Pink and purple plates and cups were strewn all over him and littered the yard around the man in a ten-foot radius.
"You got somethin' to say, runt?"
"Nice tea party you got going on here. You get taken down by a- oof!"
A cannonball ricocheted off Logan's chest.
Victor cracked an eye and snorted.
The cannonball turned out to be a toddler that caught him off guard enough to send him sprawling flat on his ass.
"I'm making a obsta-cup course!" Blink screamed happily before disappearing into a tiny portal and reappearing, dancing gleefully on various plates.
"Training," Victor elucidated. "Best to start early."