Storm fixed them bottles, since they apparently couldn't handle juice boxes. She'd have to tell their adult counterparts that. Speaking of them they'd been gone for a while now. She was pretty sure that Logan and Piotr could handle their two but she felt pretty bad for Alex.

Everyone thought from behavior Alex was the older brother at times. Especially considering how much he always checked on Scott. But that was when Scott was capable of taking care of himself for the most part. Now Scott could hardly talk and that meant Alex would really have to look after him. Of course everyone would help, but it was still his responsibility.

"Ladee!" Scott called to Storm, "Ladee!"

"Yes?" she replied, "What's wrong?"

"Wet!" he shifted on the floor.

Storm blinked and stared. Alex did tell her about diapers but none of them remembered to leave any and for the obvious reasoned there weren't any in the room that would fit him. All she could do was call one of them.

"Yeah?" Logan answered the phone, "We're almost done...No we'd have been done a long time ago if the kid hadn't been whining and didn't throw a fit over us fixin' up his room."

~~Flashback time _~~

"No! I don't want anything in here changed!" Alex stood in front of his door, "I am not taking care of Scott! He isn't my kid. He isn't even my LITTLE brother!"

"Move aside, kid," Logan rubbed the bridge of his nose. He was still depressed over Remy and having to listen to him cry for him the whole walk down the hall.

"Come on!" he complained, "It's not fair I get all the burden and misery of having a kid without the pleasure of having sex!"

Logan glared at him, "Move. Now."

"You shouldn't view it like that, little one. View it as you taking care of your family when in need."

"That's easy for you to say. You're use to taking care of your older brother. I don't want to take care of Scott! Why don't we just give him to the professor!"

"The professor has a school to run," Piotr said, "We'll help you," he put a hand on his head.

He knocked his hand away, "I don't want help! I don't want to do it at all!"

Logan grabbed him, lifting him up and pushing the door open, "Get in there."

The room was very clean. Especially considering that it was the room of a teenage boy. The clothes were neatly put away, the floor was spotless and everything was organized with labels.

Alex pushed Logan, "Don't touch anything! He is NOT coming in here!"

Logan growled and picked him up, going to toward the desk. He pulled out the chair and threw him over his lap, "I'm sick of your whining," he pulled his pants down.

"Hey! Stop!" he kicked trying to get up, "Leave me alone!"

"Stop being such a brat!" he began to swat him hard.

He whined and kicked after the first few hits, "Ow! Stop Logan!" but of course his demands fell on deaf ears and in no time he was sobbing, "Pete make him stop!" he begged.

Col felt bad for him but he had to admit this was pretty well deserved. Considering that Alex had done nothing but complain every step of the way there wasn't too much to be done or said to make Col really feel a need to stop the older mutant.

"Owww!" he sobbed, "Please stop!"

"You gonna stop being such a brat and quit whining?" Logan paused for his answer, which came in the form of a nod, "Pull your pants up and help us set yer room up."

~~End flashback _~~

Storm rolled her eyes, "He is just a kid."