Proximate Function of Behavior: The immediate effects, or consequences, of an animal's behavior.

Pyro was in the game room, trying to teach Wolf how to play pool.

"How the h#ll can it be so hard to hit a ball with a stick?" Wolf huffed after his pool cue hit nothing but green felt, again.

"Impossible, apparently," Pyro sighed, head in hands. "Look, remember what I sho-"

"Move!" Wolf growled at the ball and swung his cue at it like a baseball bat, sending it flying towards the door just as the door began to open.

"$h!t!" Logan grunted in surprise, pulling the door shut just before the white cue ball slammed into it, where his head would have been. He pushed the door back open and looked at the dent, then glared at them.

Wolf dropped the cue stick on the floor when he saw him. "Oh Hi Logan," he said, backing up slightly, "Nice reflexes you have there"

Pyro got up and quietly slid behind Wolf, staring at Logan.

Logan growled in annoyance and shut the door, locking it. He looked at them and crossed his arms. "Do you two have any excuse for what you just did?"

Wolf turned his head to the side. "It was funny?"

Logan glared at him. "Oh I'll show you how funny it was," he muttered, grabbing Wolf's shirt and bending him over the pool table.

"No, wait!" he protested, trying to stand up again, "I owed you one for what you put on my collar!"

Logan rolled his eyes and took Wolf's pants down. "That was a little overdone, don't you think?" he asked, removing his belt.

Wolf whined and squirmed. "Please don't use that" He hadn't been hit with his belt before, but it looked painful and Pyro told him it was worse than Logan's hand.

"Sorry Pup, but you definitely deserve it this time," he said, doubling it up and bringing it down hard across his bottom.

"Yee-owch!" Wolf yelped, flinching forward. "That that hurt!"

"It's supposed to," Logan said, belting him again, "What you did was dangerous in many ways. It also caused me a lot of pain, and when you cause me that much pain, I'm going to turn around and do the same to you. I don't care if Chuck would approve or not, you deserve it!"

Wolf whimpered and bit his lip, trying not to cry out. That was possibly even worse than Storm's electricity.

Logan gave Wolf a total of 50 licks. Wolf hunched over the pool table, sobbing and whimpering. That hurt a lot, even if he got less than a normal spanking.

Logan sighed and rubbed his back. "I'm done, go stand in the corner now."

He sniffed and slowly stood, pulling his pants up. Then he walked to a corner and stood in it, rubbing the sting out of his $$.

Logan looked at Pyro. "Your turn."

Pyro was about to protest, but then he looked over at Wolf and sighed. He looked down and walked to the pool table, then bent over it.

Logan pulled his pants down and belted him hard.

Pyro hissed and stood, hands flying back to protect his rear.

Logan pushed him back down and pinned his hands behind his back. "You've been belted before, and I know you know you deserve this," he said, bringing the belt down again, "So I expect you to stay still for it."

Pyro groaned and clenched his fists.

Logan gave him the same amount as he had given Wolf: 50. Pyro was quietly sobbing by the end. Logan rubbed his back, then sent him to the corner.

He made them stand in the corner for half an hour, then called them over. He crossed his arms and looked at them. "Will you behave now?"

Wolf walked up to him and rubbed against him, averting his eyes. "I'm sorry," he mumbled.

"Me too," Pyro said, staying where he was.

Logan sighed and rubbed Wolf's head. "I forgive you both, just think next time, ok? Don't pull dangerous pranks like that."

"We won't," Wolf promised, then he smirked slightly. "How did they get you out, anyway?"

He rolled his eyes and gave Wolf a light swat. "I'm not telling you, brat."

"Why?" Pyro smirked, "Is it embarrassing?"

He just looked at him. "Keep it up and I'll sell you to the highest bidder, kid; I might be able to make five bucks. Now if you want a soda you can come to my office, if not then you should go to your room."

Wolf looked at Pyro, then shrugged and followed Logan to his office. Pyro rolled his eyes and walked with him.

Logan opened up a small fridge he had and handed them both sodas. "I'll admit your prank was pretty clever," he smirked, "But next time you come up with something like that, do it to Scott and not to me."

Wolf smirked. "Are you giving us permission to pull a prank on Scott?"

"No, of course not," he said, "If I hear that you two did anything like that to Scott, or any other teacher, I'd make you wish that you had only gotten a beating like the one I just gave you."

Wolf gulped. He didn't like the belt.

Pyro smirked. "So we just can't get caught?"

Logan simply shrugged and got himself a beer. "I have work to do now, so take your sodas and go to your room. I want you two to stay in there until dinner, ok?"

"Ok," Wolf sighed, "Can we go see Hank first?"

"Why? Want to apologize for stealing his magnets?" Logan asked, looking at him.

"No," Wolf smirked, "I want to ask him how he got you out of the pool."

"Pup, don't you dare. Go straight to your room."

Wolf snickered, he'd ask later.