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Not Just An Animal
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Adult +
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I do not own X-Men, X-Men is published by Marvel Comics, Created by Stan Lee and Jack Kirby and belongs to the company and the creators. No money/profit made from this story.
Not Just An Animal
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Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men, X-Men is published by Marvel Comics, Created by Stan Lee and Jack Kirby and belongs to the company and the creators. No money/profit made from this story. If I owned X-Men the movies would have been different, Logan wouldn't have spent so much time 'in love' with Jean, Warren would have had more screen time, wings out and half naked..., Rouge would have had more screen time, Bobby would have been hit over the head with something in the 3rd movie, speaking of the 3rd movie, Jean and Scott wouldn't have died (so I am ignoring it in here, even though I'm sure my best friend would say not to, because he is just like Harry Potter (Do not own either) after Sirus dies).
Power tribute to Gifts, a Stargate Atlantis fan fic series found here (http://www.wraithbait.com/viewseries.php?seriesid=93)
Another is to Roswell (Do not own either)
Please reply even if it is to say "Please continue," thanks!
Edit for spacing (readability), and some things changed like the capital letters I had in "kitchen" and "tv's to capitals," nothing else changed. (8th Dec 2010)
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School had finished for the summer. It has been 3 weeks already, and Logan was bored.
All most all of the kids that had homes to go home to had gone to see their families. The rest had gone on various summer camps run by mutants, some travelling across the world to do so.
The Westchester mansion was more or less empty. A few of the older students were still there and so were some of the teachers. But Logan had decided to move into a small cottage near the outside borders of the school. Every day he went and checked the boarders, made sure that none of the kids have done anything that they shouldn't have done. Picked up groceries and things for himself and the school. Most of which he did alone. Professor Charles Francis Xavier was attending several conferences and was only planing to come back for a few days between the conferences during the summer.
Logan was lonely. Which was weird because before joining the X-Men he had been by himself for quite some time. His life of helping the students and working as an X-Men 'Hero' he had gotten used to being around people all the time.
Logan walks from the front gates and heads towards the forest in which his little cottage lies. Baby birds were singing for their parents hungry for dinner, the odd movement on the trees due to the wild life that lives there. In the distance he was a red White-tailed Deer with her young, hearing him them start to bound off into the distance.
Soon he came to the place he had made his home for the summer. He notice that the front door is open. He stop, and smelt around. He didn't smell anything unusual. The only things he could smell were some smaller animals and trees.
Logan couldn't smell or see any evidence of a black bear or any other sort of animals, and certainly not any humans other than himself.
He opens the door wider so that he could fit through, and took off his jacket.
'Durish' Logan heard and turns around heads towards the kitchen where the noise came from, his adamantium claws. Slowly he goes into the kitchen only to find a large dog poking around at the dishes he had left last night in the sink. The dog turns around sees Logan and growls, then it whimpers and lays down on the floor Logan quick withdraws his claws.
"You scared the shit out of me!" The dog crawls on the floor towards Logan whimpering again.
"Hey girl" Logan says and reached out to the dog that was by his feet and pats her. She then flips around so her belly is exposed. Logan gives her a rub. He frons when he feels threw her thick red/brown hair that she was on the skinny side, no wonder she had tried to eat his leftovers.
"Lets get you something to eat." Logan says and opens up the fridge door. The dog sits down patiently. he looks inside and sees that he has mince beef and he pulls it out and decides to make Spaghetti Bolognese. He opens up the pantry door and pulls out the other ingredients and starts to cook. The dog lays down on the floor near the side door that leads out to the car park.
When the Bolognese is done, some parts slightly burnt, he dishes himself a plate and finds one for the dog and puts it down for her, and also gives her a bowl of water. Logan then goes and sits down at the table and eats. The dog sniffs the food and then starts eating slowly and tries to avoid messing up her coat.
"Your owned by somebody aren't you?" Logan says and bends down to look at the dog, trying to find a collar and finding no evidence of one. "Not much we can do tonight. I'll bring you into town tomorrow an' see if anybody recognises ya."
Logan walks into the living room and turns on the TV, which thankfully had good reception even in the wilderness. The dog follows him, and lays down on the couch when he sits down. She puts he head on his lap and faces the TV while Logan pops open a beer.
When it was late and the dog was asleep he lifts the dogs head and goes up stairs to bed. Logan pulls off his shirt, takes off his jeans leaving him in only his boxers. He moves down the bedding and goes to bed without coving himself up.
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Logan wakes up early, due to his over the top senses he couldn't sleep with the birds making all the noise, showers, throws on boxers, a pair of jeans and a shirt, and walks down stairs.
The dog is still out cold. Logan thought, and started breakfast for himself, pulling out some cereal and getting the coffee ready.
The dog then walked into the room and looked at Logan.
"What do you want girl?" Logan says, with cupboard still open from when he took out his cereal. The dog looks at the cereal choices and barks and points a paw at one of the more healthier ones that he had there, one that Rouge got him to buy before she left for the holidays, even though with his metabolism he could eat what every and still be fine. he pulled out a bowl and got the milk out from the fridge and starts to pour the milk into the bowl and then the dog barks. Logan looks at the dog tipping the milk carton back up. the dog cocks it head, and then goes to the fridge and taps at the handle side of the fridge door.
"Enough milk?" Logan says, and the dog barks, like in conformation. Logan then putt he milk in the fridge and the two of them finish their breakfasts.
Logan then opens up the kitchen door that leads outside to where the truck is parked. The dog follows him, and Logan opens the tailgate letting the dog onto the bed part of the car. (For girls the flippy part at the back... I had to look it up!) The dog then leaps up and lays down. Logan closed the door and goes to the drivers sided and starts to drive to the school.
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"Oh, isn't she cute?" One of the students, named Angie asks.
"Where did you find her?" The brother of Angie, Aden asks.
"In my kitchen" Logan says.
"I think she is an Irish Setter, my cousin has one." Aden says. "And why did you bring her to the Mansion?"
"I was thinking we might need some posters or something." Logan says.
"Hey you wanna take some pictures of you?" Angie says while patting the dog. "Lets go get my Camera!" Angie and the dog run off.
"So..." Logan says as they ran off. "What has been happening here?"
"Storm been checking the inventory 'down stairs'..." Aden reports, as the walk towards the entry. "There is a list on the fridge of stuff we need. They have some people doing some security stuff on the west wing, but they should be finished their at the end of the day. Then they come in tomorrow and start on the east wall."
Aden stops and turns around.
"Oh yea! Nightcrawler is helping Storm, and the Guys doing the upgrades have been really annoying. They have been setting on and off all the alarms and testing them. Do they really need to do it in the middle of the night? If this continues on you might have a few people over at your house tonight. I don't know if I can stand the girls any longer." Aden complains.
"Your not the only guy on campus." Logan says.
"Yeah, but I'm the only one which cant get away from them. Sometimes it sucks to have your sister in the room next door." Aden says. "Any way we should probably meet them in the rec room."
When they reached the rec room they found a few people playing pool, two people were playing chess another one looking on, teaching one of them how to play and give guidance.
"So the bears haven't got you yet?" Justin Lascelles says, not looking away from the chess pieces.
"Like the bears would do anything to me" Logan says. "You loosing by the way."
"What? Where?" Justin looks franticly at Logan then at the chess pieces. "Your messing with me."
Logan sits down on the couch, it sags a bit under his weight. He turns on one of the TV's and starts to flick threw the channels, trying to find something interesting while waiting for Angie.
"Aww! You're so cute!" Jubilee says, snapping away with the camera, the dog coming in with her and Angie.
"Are we allowed to have dogs in the mansion?" Justin says completely removed from his game, his opponent taking this time to make a move while he wasn't watch.
"Check mate!" Duana says, smashing down the piece, while having silent little lights somewhere between fireworks and electrical sparks come out of her hand, a big smile on her face.
"Told you." Logan says and the dog jumps onto the couch with him. He scratches her head. "Hey girl."
"Look at her." Angie says. "She has one of my necklaces on."
Logan looks down at the dog as the dog lifts up its head to show off her neck. Logan picks up the necklace.
"Princess." Logan reads, while Jubilee snaps another picture.
"Hey! Get that out of my face." Logan says the bright light of the flash dazing him for a moment.
"Come 'Princess' sit over here for us." Angie says and pats at the red Victorian sofa, which she turns purple with her power, (http://chestercountyantiques.net/victorian_sofa_late_1800.html) to which the dog leaps down from the couch that Logan was on to the restored antique.
"Over here." Angie says, while Jubilee snaps another picture.
"Ginjiro, could you help us make a found poster?" Jubilee asks the boy sitting with a laptop.
"Yea give me the SD card." Ginjiro says, and Jubilee turns off the camera, pops open the
harch that hides the SD card takes it out and hands it to Ginjiro, who has opened up Word. Ginjiro plugs in the SD card and starts to make a wanted poster.
"Which picture?" Ginjiro asks, showing the girls the pictures.
"Oh that one! On the sofa." Angie says.
"Contact number?" Ginjiro asks.
"Mine." Logan says, Ginjiro looks at him and nods, then goes back to typing.
'FOUND
lost Irish Setter'
the picture of the dog on the sofa
'If you have any information or are the owners please contact Logan on' followed by Logan's mobile phone number.
Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men, X-Men is published by Marvel Comics, Created by Stan Lee and Jack Kirby and belongs to the company and the creators. No money/profit made from this story. If I owned X-Men the movies would have been different, Logan wouldn't have spent so much time 'in love' with Jean, Warren would have had more screen time, wings out and half naked..., Rouge would have had more screen time, Bobby would have been hit over the head with something in the 3rd movie, speaking of the 3rd movie, Jean and Scott wouldn't have died (so I am ignoring it in here, even though I'm sure my best friend would say not to, because he is just like Harry Potter (Do not own either) after Sirus dies).
Power tribute to Gifts, a Stargate Atlantis fan fic series found here (http://www.wraithbait.com/viewseries.php?seriesid=93)
Another is to Roswell (Do not own either)
Please reply even if it is to say "Please continue," thanks!
Edit for spacing (readability), and some things changed like the capital letters I had in "kitchen" and "tv's to capitals," nothing else changed. (8th Dec 2010)
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School had finished for the summer. It has been 3 weeks already, and Logan was bored.
All most all of the kids that had homes to go home to had gone to see their families. The rest had gone on various summer camps run by mutants, some travelling across the world to do so.
The Westchester mansion was more or less empty. A few of the older students were still there and so were some of the teachers. But Logan had decided to move into a small cottage near the outside borders of the school. Every day he went and checked the boarders, made sure that none of the kids have done anything that they shouldn't have done. Picked up groceries and things for himself and the school. Most of which he did alone. Professor Charles Francis Xavier was attending several conferences and was only planing to come back for a few days between the conferences during the summer.
Logan was lonely. Which was weird because before joining the X-Men he had been by himself for quite some time. His life of helping the students and working as an X-Men 'Hero' he had gotten used to being around people all the time.
Logan walks from the front gates and heads towards the forest in which his little cottage lies. Baby birds were singing for their parents hungry for dinner, the odd movement on the trees due to the wild life that lives there. In the distance he was a red White-tailed Deer with her young, hearing him them start to bound off into the distance.
Soon he came to the place he had made his home for the summer. He notice that the front door is open. He stop, and smelt around. He didn't smell anything unusual. The only things he could smell were some smaller animals and trees.
Logan couldn't smell or see any evidence of a black bear or any other sort of animals, and certainly not any humans other than himself.
He opens the door wider so that he could fit through, and took off his jacket.
'Durish' Logan heard and turns around heads towards the kitchen where the noise came from, his adamantium claws. Slowly he goes into the kitchen only to find a large dog poking around at the dishes he had left last night in the sink. The dog turns around sees Logan and growls, then it whimpers and lays down on the floor Logan quick withdraws his claws.
"You scared the shit out of me!" The dog crawls on the floor towards Logan whimpering again.
"Hey girl" Logan says and reached out to the dog that was by his feet and pats her. She then flips around so her belly is exposed. Logan gives her a rub. He frons when he feels threw her thick red/brown hair that she was on the skinny side, no wonder she had tried to eat his leftovers.
"Lets get you something to eat." Logan says and opens up the fridge door. The dog sits down patiently. he looks inside and sees that he has mince beef and he pulls it out and decides to make Spaghetti Bolognese. He opens up the pantry door and pulls out the other ingredients and starts to cook. The dog lays down on the floor near the side door that leads out to the car park.
When the Bolognese is done, some parts slightly burnt, he dishes himself a plate and finds one for the dog and puts it down for her, and also gives her a bowl of water. Logan then goes and sits down at the table and eats. The dog sniffs the food and then starts eating slowly and tries to avoid messing up her coat.
"Your owned by somebody aren't you?" Logan says and bends down to look at the dog, trying to find a collar and finding no evidence of one. "Not much we can do tonight. I'll bring you into town tomorrow an' see if anybody recognises ya."
Logan walks into the living room and turns on the TV, which thankfully had good reception even in the wilderness. The dog follows him, and lays down on the couch when he sits down. She puts he head on his lap and faces the TV while Logan pops open a beer.
When it was late and the dog was asleep he lifts the dogs head and goes up stairs to bed. Logan pulls off his shirt, takes off his jeans leaving him in only his boxers. He moves down the bedding and goes to bed without coving himself up.
---
Logan wakes up early, due to his over the top senses he couldn't sleep with the birds making all the noise, showers, throws on boxers, a pair of jeans and a shirt, and walks down stairs.
The dog is still out cold. Logan thought, and started breakfast for himself, pulling out some cereal and getting the coffee ready.
The dog then walked into the room and looked at Logan.
"What do you want girl?" Logan says, with cupboard still open from when he took out his cereal. The dog looks at the cereal choices and barks and points a paw at one of the more healthier ones that he had there, one that Rouge got him to buy before she left for the holidays, even though with his metabolism he could eat what every and still be fine. he pulled out a bowl and got the milk out from the fridge and starts to pour the milk into the bowl and then the dog barks. Logan looks at the dog tipping the milk carton back up. the dog cocks it head, and then goes to the fridge and taps at the handle side of the fridge door.
"Enough milk?" Logan says, and the dog barks, like in conformation. Logan then putt he milk in the fridge and the two of them finish their breakfasts.
Logan then opens up the kitchen door that leads outside to where the truck is parked. The dog follows him, and Logan opens the tailgate letting the dog onto the bed part of the car. (For girls the flippy part at the back... I had to look it up!) The dog then leaps up and lays down. Logan closed the door and goes to the drivers sided and starts to drive to the school.
---
"Oh, isn't she cute?" One of the students, named Angie asks.
"Where did you find her?" The brother of Angie, Aden asks.
"In my kitchen" Logan says.
"I think she is an Irish Setter, my cousin has one." Aden says. "And why did you bring her to the Mansion?"
"I was thinking we might need some posters or something." Logan says.
"Hey you wanna take some pictures of you?" Angie says while patting the dog. "Lets go get my Camera!" Angie and the dog run off.
"So..." Logan says as they ran off. "What has been happening here?"
"Storm been checking the inventory 'down stairs'..." Aden reports, as the walk towards the entry. "There is a list on the fridge of stuff we need. They have some people doing some security stuff on the west wing, but they should be finished their at the end of the day. Then they come in tomorrow and start on the east wall."
Aden stops and turns around.
"Oh yea! Nightcrawler is helping Storm, and the Guys doing the upgrades have been really annoying. They have been setting on and off all the alarms and testing them. Do they really need to do it in the middle of the night? If this continues on you might have a few people over at your house tonight. I don't know if I can stand the girls any longer." Aden complains.
"Your not the only guy on campus." Logan says.
"Yeah, but I'm the only one which cant get away from them. Sometimes it sucks to have your sister in the room next door." Aden says. "Any way we should probably meet them in the rec room."
When they reached the rec room they found a few people playing pool, two people were playing chess another one looking on, teaching one of them how to play and give guidance.
"So the bears haven't got you yet?" Justin Lascelles says, not looking away from the chess pieces.
"Like the bears would do anything to me" Logan says. "You loosing by the way."
"What? Where?" Justin looks franticly at Logan then at the chess pieces. "Your messing with me."
Logan sits down on the couch, it sags a bit under his weight. He turns on one of the TV's and starts to flick threw the channels, trying to find something interesting while waiting for Angie.
"Aww! You're so cute!" Jubilee says, snapping away with the camera, the dog coming in with her and Angie.
"Are we allowed to have dogs in the mansion?" Justin says completely removed from his game, his opponent taking this time to make a move while he wasn't watch.
"Check mate!" Duana says, smashing down the piece, while having silent little lights somewhere between fireworks and electrical sparks come out of her hand, a big smile on her face.
"Told you." Logan says and the dog jumps onto the couch with him. He scratches her head. "Hey girl."
"Look at her." Angie says. "She has one of my necklaces on."
Logan looks down at the dog as the dog lifts up its head to show off her neck. Logan picks up the necklace.
"Princess." Logan reads, while Jubilee snaps another picture.
"Hey! Get that out of my face." Logan says the bright light of the flash dazing him for a moment.
"Come 'Princess' sit over here for us." Angie says and pats at the red Victorian sofa, which she turns purple with her power, (http://chestercountyantiques.net/victorian_sofa_late_1800.html) to which the dog leaps down from the couch that Logan was on to the restored antique.
"Over here." Angie says, while Jubilee snaps another picture.
"Ginjiro, could you help us make a found poster?" Jubilee asks the boy sitting with a laptop.
"Yea give me the SD card." Ginjiro says, and Jubilee turns off the camera, pops open the
harch that hides the SD card takes it out and hands it to Ginjiro, who has opened up Word. Ginjiro plugs in the SD card and starts to make a wanted poster.
"Which picture?" Ginjiro asks, showing the girls the pictures.
"Oh that one! On the sofa." Angie says.
"Contact number?" Ginjiro asks.
"Mine." Logan says, Ginjiro looks at him and nods, then goes back to typing.
'FOUND
lost Irish Setter'
the picture of the dog on the sofa
'If you have any information or are the owners please contact Logan on' followed by Logan's mobile phone number.