"Jimmy. Jimmmmmm~y!" Victor called from his counter seat. Days were passing at a snail's pace, "Jimmy?"
"What!? Stop calling me!" for the third time Logan had to take attention from his class to attend to his brother who apparently had the attention span of a six year old.
"I'm bored," he complained.
"I didn't notice, see what shapes are in the clouds," he went back to teaching his giggling students.
"Cirrus, cirrocumulus, cumulus, cumulonimbus," Victor said aloud while scanning the sky.
Logan pinched the bridge of his nose, "I'm gonna send you to Storm's class to teach science, smart Alec. Shapes in the clouds, not types."
"Is there something I could do?"
"You can take the same quiz they are," he handed him papers to pass out to the half chuckling half groaning class, "You can grade a stack of test if you're so bored."
"I'm not doing something you're paid to do," He scoffed and passed the kids their quizzes before sitting back in his spot.
X
Click click click. The sound of Victor's claws tapping against the counter. It was the only noise in the entire room. Click click click.
The repetitive noise was wearing Logan's patience thin. For the past few days his brother had been extremely fidgety during his classes, more so each day it seemed. He kept moving, tapping, and trying to talk to him while he was teaching.
Click click click click.
"Would you stop it, Victor!" Logan glared.
"Not doing anything to stop," the older mutant shrugged, continuing his tapping as the students chuckled.
X
As soon as class ended Logan and Victor went to the room for a change.
"What is with you?" Logan ripped the tape from the sides of his diaper.
"I thought you liked cloth," Vic glanced to his brother, getting the items together to help him.
"I do, but I don't want to leak. Especially not during class," the younger of the two muttered, looking away as his brother wiped him.
Victor kneeled as he cleaned his lower end and pulled another pamper out, "That's what the plastic in the lining of the cover is supposed to stop. Open your legs some."
"I'll try again later. Are you gonna finish soon?" he still had to see if he needed a change and get back to class.
"It would be easier if you were on your back, but you insist on standing," the older mutant dismissed as he fastened the sides and dumped powder down the front, "Done. I'm really bored Jimmy."
"I'll ask Chuck when your probationary period is over," he grabbed Victor's pants, "Are you wet?"
"Not that I can tell."
"Here," he handed his brother five dollars after tugging his pants up, "Go to the cafeteria and get you a milk and me a cola."
"Milk?"
"You like milk, don't you?" he paused to have an allusion, "I….remember milk and coffee were your go to-s. You like water and cola…" he whipped his head to him, "And you think beer is gross."
Vic smiled some, "Yeah. I still love milk and coffee." he smirked, "And beer is gross. I prefer wines."
"Aren't you astute?" he smirked back, "Go get our drinks and hurry back. Chuck finds out I let you roam it'll be my head on the chopping board."
"Done," he took the money and moved the chair, leaving out.
X
Running a quick errand didn't get rid of his fiddling entirely. He sat, staring out the window, sipping his milk and humming to himself.
X
Another day of Victor's antsy antics and Logan thought he would commit fratricide. But asides complaining of tooth pain, he seemed mostly docile and relaxed. At least after Logan had let him go to the cafeteria for a small walk.
An odd noise caught his ear. Like subtle snapping and a pin hitting the ground. He stood and began walking about his students to see if it was hopefully one of them. Making it to the end, one of his students looked to him then to the window where Victor sat. It obviously not being the kids, he turned his attention to his brother and walked over.
The elder brunette was sitting on the counter, shaking his leg some as he focused on the item in his hand. Logan had to look closer to see what he was breaking apart. In his brother's hand was a stainless steel fork, it's prongs broken off and next to him on the counter. Currently Victor was biting on it, bending the stem before snapping it into thirds.
"What are you doing?" Logan quickly took the fork, "Is this what you've been doing all morning?" he was trying to be quiet but outside of his brother's other behaviors this actually had him concerned.
Victor slowly glanced up and looked into his brother's brown green eyes, "May I have my fork back?" he scratched his upper gums.
"Open your mouth," Logan grabbed his chin and aimed it upwards, so he could see it better. There was a piece of prong stuck in the roof of his mouth and one between his teeth, "This is probably why your mouth hurts."
He pulled Vic from the counter by the wrist and walked out the door, instructing his students to finish their reading.
X
Beast was giving a passionate literary lesson when Logan burst into his room.
"Hey, sorry to interrupt, he has something stuck in his mouth," Logan grabbed Victor's face and brought it to the fur covered mutant.
"I'm clearly in a class," beast glanced in, "What is that?"
"He's been chewing forks," Logan rolled his eyes, "Said his teeth hurt."
"Ah, well-"
"He can stay here until my class is over?" he happily pushed his brother into his blue friend, "Thanks."
"Excuse me!? I am not a babysitter, Logan!" Hank called to him.
"Sure you are, you're a teacher. What's that more than a glorified nanny?" he smiled and hurried out. A break from each other might help them both.