Brows were raised as the mutant ran on all fours about the gym. It was ten in the morning and he had been there four hours solid. This was nice and all but not helping much. He was still trapped in this building.
He scoffed. He was trapped nowhere. All he had to do was check in with Jimmy then he had another three hours to himself before meeting him for lunch.
X
Walking towards the normal classrooms a sign caught his eye. Danger room. Sounded promising.
"Getting curious?" a thick Russian accent called.
"I forgot you attend this academy now," Victor hardly looked to Piotr, "What's this room supposed to be?"
"Fight simulator. Teach the students to use their powers to defend themselves."
"But there's no real danger, just virtual reality," he sighed, visibly disappointed.
"No, the danger is quite real. It has to be to bring the proper level of concern and urgency to the ability to wield powers correctly."
A delighted smile found itself spread across Victor's face, "Curiouser and curiouser."
"Get no ideas," Piotr warned, "I doubt it would be good for your mental state."
X
"Did you have fun?" Logan yawned into his brother's arm as they started to nod off to bed.
"Yes, I did many laps about the gym, explored the halls of the school, and enjoyed the variety of eyesores offered here."
"That's nice. Get some sleep," he pat his hand, "Need to get a bigger bed."
X
Victor waited several hours, until he was sure his brother was in a deep sleep before sliding from the bed and getting dressed. He tossed on the same sweat covered exercise wear from earlier in the day, and silently slithered to the room of interest.
X
Jimmy stretched out, sighing contently. The realization of why he was able to spread himself across the bed made him crack his eyes open.
"Victor? Victor?" he glanced about the small room. A look to the clock, 6 am. Time to get up and prepare for a day of teaching. A shower first then to find his brother.
Upon getting dressed Logan opened the door and his brother was sitting on the ground, sewing a button on one of his shirts.
"You know how to sew? How long have you been out here?"
"I got up to shower early and do laundry, I forgot you barricade your door when you wake," the elder stood, bringing the basket in, nappies tastefully hidden between the folded pants and shirts.
"Oh, ok, ready for breakfast?"
X
"How did you sleep?" Vic enjoyed his pancakes.
"Pretty good. You?" Logan was in an omelet mood.
"Pretty well."
"How do your teeth feel?"
The elder shrugged, sipping at his coffee, "They're ok currently."
"How do you feel as a whole?"
"I'm fine, Jimmy. Promise. You don't have to fret over me." he smiled. It felt like happier times, when Logan use to always worry about him.
Despite his skepticism, Logan dropped it, "Well, I'm going to go get my class setup," he pat Victor's shoulder, "See ya later."
"Bye." he finished his food with a smile. Time for a little fun.
X
Four hours went by and Victor hadn't checked in. This was just the day of Logan inevitably needing to search for him. It was fine, at least he hadn't heard any trouble.
Soon as lunch came around Logan slipped off to his room for a change. From there he'd most likely meet up with Victor in the dining hall since they normally ate together. Opening his bedroom door, Logan glanced at the bed and saw his brother sprawled out, "Coming to lunch?" he nudged him. Victor responded by turning on his side, "I'll take that as a no," he shoved the chair against his door before taking his pants off.
He untapped the sides of his diaper and glanced to his brother again. He was sleeping pretty hard, "Hey, mind if I borrow one of your cloth ones?" he reached into his bag and grabbed an insert, "I'm going to take your breathing as a no. Thank you."
He looked through the covers and managed to find one he liked, a brown one with dinosaur bones on it. He put the insert in and snapped it on snuggly. It was really, really comfy. No wonder Victor always wore these. They were so great.
"You wet?" he ask his corpse of a brother, tugging his pants down enough to slide a finger into the side of the diaper's gusset, "Looks like it." he rolled him fully to his back and pulled his pants to his ankles, "Don't need you leaking on my bed."
Maneuvering the limp lower half of a 200lb plus pound guy was about as difficult as it sounded. After about two attempts to lift Victor's waist the older mutant sighed and lifted his pelvis.
"You're awake?"
"You have a death grip on my thigh, it's rather hard to sleep through that," he rubbed his eyes, "What time is it?"
"Lunch time," he replaced the insert with a dry one between wiping and powdering his brother, "How long have you been asleep?"
"Thirty minutes," he began to sit up when the straps were fastened.
"Go on back to bed," he pushed him down, "We'll eat together at dinner."
"OK," he turned back on his side, hugging to his brother's pillow.
Logan rolled his eyes and spread the blanket over him as he slept. Seemed the exercise was helping with his anxious behavior.