After two more hours Col came home, arms full of bags. He noted the two men laughing and watching some movie full of explosions. Probably a Micheal Bay film.
"Hello Cain," he said setting the bags down.
"Hello," Cain waved and ate some popcorn.
"You got them to sleep, Mickey?" he raised a brow looking at the still sleeping teens as he put the things away.
"It was a cinch," he smirked at Cain.
"I'm proud of you," he smiled and went to pick up the children to put on beds. As he grabbed Lonnie smelled breath and gasped, "Mikhail Nikolaievitch Rasputin!"
"What!" he looked up hearing his full name.
"You gave them Vodka!" he glared.
"Shh! You'll wake them up," he put his finger up.
Piotr growled and glared. Mikhail didn't like the look he got and backed away. When his brother advanced toward him he ran out the front door, running into Logan- but not letting that slow him down.
"Mikhail, get back here!" Col accidently stepped on Logan as he chased his brother.
Logan groaned from the ground and slowly got up walking in the house. By this point the kids were woken from the Russians yelling. Remy looked up and saw Logan walking in, "Mommy!" he smiled and went over to hug him.
Logan groaned, now on the ground again, "Just because I have an adimatium skeleton doesn't mean it doesn't hurt!"
Cain giggled watching the events play out, but decided to go find Mikhail.