Logan glared down at his slip of paper. Why was he the one that had to get stuck with three French hens? He growled once again as he stomped into the hangar.
"She'd better enjoy this." He hissed as he crumpled the paper in his fist while he stepped inside the jet. He was half-way to the pilot's seat when he smelled limestone and cologne which could only mean one thing Kurt.
"If he didn't fill the tank back up he's getting extra danger room time." Logan threatened to the air while he made a mental note of it. Luckily Kurt had filled it up and thus Logan was slightly satisfied. He exhaled heavily as he began his journey to France.
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Ororo hummed as she took a shower. Almost everybody in the mansion was off Christmas shopping and a steady peace had drifted over the house. Yes you could say she was in a state of bliss, especially since she didn't have to worry about being rushed. In fact if she was lucky she could be in bed by the time the noisy teens came home.
"I wish there were more days like this." She stated to herself as she turned off the water, dried off and got dressed. She strolled over to her room while she created a gust of wind to dry her hair when she noticed something odd. Her door was open. Frowning slightly she pushed the door open fully and sailed through. She scanned the room for the intruder when an open lipstick on the floor grabbed her attention.
"What in the world." She breathed as she retrieved the tube and went to return it to her vanity table. She dropped the tube however when she caught sight of what was written on her mirror with that lipstick.
On the third day of Christmas my true love gave to me three French hens.
You'll need to go to the kitchen freezer.
-Logan
Ororo gaped at the note but after a few seconds she got up grabbed a robe and headed down stairs. Well after she cleaned the note off.
"What did he do now?" She wondered aloud as she padded across the kitchen floor. She did have a few thoughts of doubt and a sliver of fear once she made it to the freezer. But mustering up her courage she quickly pulled open the door to find three things of chicken and a note with icicles clinging to it.
"Oh no." She whispered as she pulled off the note.
Well I went to France to get three hens but on the way back I found them to be annoying. SO I cut off their head and had them cleaned. Merry Christmas.
-Logan
Ororo stared in horror at the headless hens before her before shaking her head and closing the door.
"Well it's the thought that counts, I guess." She stated before running off to talk Charles into giving Logan anger management classes.