Measuring by Valkyrie
Summary: "Ya know, Scott. Just cause you're holding it that way doesn't make it bigger."
Categories: X1 Characters: None
Genres: Foof
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Warnings: None
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Series: None
Chapters: 1 Completed: Yes Word count: 480 Read: 3063 Published: 04/18/2010 Updated: 04/18/2010
Story Notes:
I needed to get my mind of all the angst and this is the result.

1. In which things get measured... by Valkyrie

In which things get measured... by Valkyrie
"Mine's bigger."

"No, it's not."

"Yes, it is."

"No, it's not."

"Scooter, trust the guy with two eyes. It is."

"No, it isn't."

"Fine, show me yours."

"I'm not gonna show you when I know mine's bigger."

"But it isn't."

"Yes, it is. No, I don't have to see. Logan!"

"What? Now you can see for yourself. Mine's bigger."

"It isn't."

"Then show me. It's only fair. I showed you mine. Show me yours."

"I just don't see the point of it."

"You scared, One-Eye?"

"No!"



"Fine. Here."

"Told ya. Mine's bigger."

"Trust me, it isn't."



"Ya know, Scott. Just cause you're holding it that way doesn't make it bigger."

"But it is!"

"Alright. Let's measure them."

"What?!"

"You heard me. Let's. Measure. Them."

"Why?"

"To prove mine's is bigger."

"You are sick."

"If you think I'm sick, you ain't seen nothing. Now give me that."

"Logan. Don't- Shit! Just be careful with it."

"Always am. And now mine."



"Fuck!"

"Ha, told ya mine's bigger!"

"Just by an inch, Logan. An inch."

"Still bigger."



"Mine's thicker."

"Suck it, Scooter. I won."

"Give me that. See? Mine's thicker."

"Oh really? Look, it's the same thickness. Mine's just longer."



"Bobby always has the shortest."

"Probably his mutation. Ya know, he's always cold. Must have affect it somehow."

"Do you think he's does it on purpose?"

"He better not. Otherwise, my claws will make sure he always has the shortest."



"Does Jean ever complain?"

"About what?"

"You know."

"Sometimes. It does take a lot of time before I'm finished. How about her?"

"Not really."

"She doesn't?"

"Nope."

"Ever?"

"No."



"Let's measure again."

"No."

"You must have some kind of trick. There's no way yours is bigger."

"It is. Deal with it."

"As team leader, I command that you-"

"Hi guys, whatcha doing?"

"Hey, darlin'. Nothing, we just finished."

"Who won?"

"Well, I did of course. What did you expect?"

"Hey Rogue. Can I ask you something?"

"Sure, Scott."

"Do you ever complain?"

"About this? No, not really."

"Really."

"Well, it's not like I have a choice. It's all part of the package. Right?"

"Oh."

"Come on, darlin'. There's a game on that I don't wanna miss."

"Okay. See ya, Scott."

"Bye."



"Have you guys seen Scott?"

"Think he's still busy, Jean."

"You let him do it all by himself?"

"Don't look at me like that. I won so I'm off the hook."

"But you always win!"

"Not my fault mine's always bigger."

"Real mature, Logan. I'm gonna give him a hand."

"Say hi to Scott for me!"



"She's right, ya know."

"About what, darlin'?"

"You always win."

"Haven't heard you complain, Marie."

"I just don't think it's fair to decide who has to do the paperwork by drawing sticks and see who has the biggest one."

"How about we go upstairs and I'll show you how big my stick is right now."

"Logan!"
End Notes:
Sorry, guys. Life's been busy. Real busy.
Working on updates on both "Her Achilles" and "Love Over Healing". Expect new chapters the next week.
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