"They're well contained and not of any real interest to me. You're a far more wondrous specimen."
"I'm wondrous am I?" He gave a coy smirk.
"Compared to the rest of the troop that came with you, you're a diamond amongst pennies. And I have only seen a snippet of what you can do from the view screen." He moved slowly over to take a blood sample.
"There might be more vodka in there than blood."
"Self medicating are we?" He finished taking the sample, looking over the readings on the little attached device.
Before Mikhail could respond Cain piped up, "He's Russian, Vodka is their water." getting an eye roll from Victor as he scratched a smiley face in the glass.
"I'll ask you to keep your claws to yourself please. I wouldn't want to have to turn on the gas again. You certainly are the more level headed of the three." He turned back to Mik. "Despite the...cocktail of substances floating through your body." He chuckled some at the readings his blood was showing, leaning a bit closer to inspect some of them.
"Oi!" A voice called startling him, "Boss is ready to get a move on." A new man appeared in the doorway. He glanced to the mutant and mystic in the tank, "New pets?" his eyes fell on Mikhail , "Who's the pretty one?"
"Some stray intruders," he turned back to the screen and noticed that the blood was seminormal now.
"Why isn't she in the fish tank?" he smiled at the Russian mildly awestruck.
"I was taking a blood sample. Don't worry, he's neutralized, I used a chemical inhibitor on him. He's conscious and very well aware, but in an almost narcoleptic state."
"Aww, she looks so sleepy," he cooed, "What pretty eyes you have. Like sink holes in the ocean. Have you ever seen one? Same shade of blue."
Mik raised a brow, "Thank you and I am not a 'she'," the new man's presence was creeping him out.
"Something you wanted?" the scientist glared.
"I said boss wants you to hurry up," he stood next to Mikhail with a wide smile.
He rolled his eyes, "Watch them, I have to pack."
"Done," he watched him go then turned back to Mikhail.
The Russian turned away, talking to his friend, "[I don't like the way he's looking at me…]" it reminded him of how Victor looked at cookie dough.
"Even your voice is pretty," he leaned down, rubbing the exposed skin of his leg with with the tip of his finger, "Ohhh, baby smooth. My names Eddie," he leaned closer making it easier on Mikhail to slap him across the face, "Got a hit on you."
"Do not touch my hair!" he hollered, knocking his hand away from his glorious locks.
"It's so silky and luxurious," he rubbed the thick ponytail against his face, "And it smells like coconut." he purred before getting a hard kick to the groin.
"He's vain about his hair," Cain warned.
Eddie coughed, holding himself. That hurt. He ripped the beauty from the three bindings that kept his ankles and waist attached to the chair, kissing his hand, "I apologize for my vulgar behavior, but do you have you any idea how stunning you are?"
"Yes I do! Get off!" Mikhail pushed his face away as it climbed his arm.
"Hey! Hands off!" Vic banged on the glass as his friend was hugged.
"Let go!" he struggled to free himself from Eddie's unwanted affectionate kisses, "A little help?!" he looked to his friends.
"What do you think I'm trying to do?!" Vic continuously rammed against the barrier between him and Cain.
"I thought you were a juggernaut!" Mikhail pushed away, "Use some of that d mn juggernaut power!"
"No momentum means no speed which means no juggernaut at the moment," he struggled at his restraints, "Victor is gonna kill you for touching his wife like that!"
"I don't mind sharing," he smiled, hugging the Russian as he yanked his dreads.
"This is 100% not the time for jokes!" Mik punched the man as he nestled against his beard.
"Like expensive velvet," he winced, trying not to drop the man despite the throbbed pain in his cheek, "I'd drink your bath water." he went to kiss Mikhail's cheek again when the first man's voice rang from a walkie
"Start moving, they're coming."
"We'll have to decide our marriage vows later, my love," he tossed the mutant over his shoulder and ran, "Don't worry, I'll make sure you're nice and cozy."
X
Pete was going mad, tearing doors off walls to find his brother.
"D mmit, their ear pieces still aren't working," Scott looked about. A thunderous roar virtually knocked the xmen off their feet.
"Victor!" Logan sprinted full speed toward the sound, Pete instead took Cain's method of merely running through the walls.
He found the fish tank first, smashing through the glass enclosures with ease, "Where is he!?"
"Some guy just carried him off as a hostage, something about them getting married," Cain told him as Victor pulled the restraints from him.
He quickly burst from the room, not waiting for them to tell him which way.
X
"Get off me!"
"Don't worry, you will be the queen you deserve to be treated as," Eddie hugged around Mikhail's waist as he waited for his next commands, "You have peach skin, smooth and firm. Yet so soft."
"You have no idea how soft I am right now!" he punched the man again.
"Nrg! And a fist like a mule's kick," he winced, "I thought you were drugged."
"You get your hands off of him!" Pete saw the struggles of his brother.
"Oh foo," Eddie turned and aimed a remote his direction. A press of a button and Pete was no longer the organic metal Colossus, but his human self. The remote inhibiting any and all mutations from him and the others.
"Hey," the bad guy looked between the now human Pete and Mikhail, "You look familiar. Family?"
"He is my brother, and I will ask you once to take your hands from his body!" Piotr demanded.
"I see good looks run in the family," he smiled, and looked to Mikhail with a twinkle in his eye, "I bet our children will be gorgeous!"
"Like h3ll!"
(Sorry guys. It's been so busy. But I have some time and I think I can get back to writing and drawing. If you want to see my art check out my Deviantart page: Rie-Anessia)