Logan: *I* know where we’re goin’. Do you?
Scott: It’s called GPS.
Logan: And if that so called “technology” piece of shit malfunctions, then what would you do?
Scott: You know Logan, this is *my* car and *my* GPS and if it *were* to malfunction, I'd know exactly how to find my way back to a decent road. I’ve been teaching the school’s survival training course for longer than you’ve even been there.
Logan: I don’t need any pansy ass “training”, *points to knuckles* it’s all here.
Scott: Those claws will only get you so far… at some point you’re gonna wish that the giant cavity you call a head was filled with more than hockey stats and sex positions.
Logan: It’s filled with a lot more than that Scooter, I’ve got about 40 different ways to kill a man in this “cavity” of mine.
Scott: Again with the threats, sometimes I wish you would just follow through on one of them.
Logan: Don’t count yourself lucky yet… you just haven’t pissed me off enough. Besides, Jeannie don’t look good in black.
Scott: Riiiight, that’s the reason.
Jean (telepathically): ~They’re at it again.~
Marie: ~Really?! These earplugs you bought are fantastic! I don’t hear a thing!~
Jean: ~Well, I had to do something and getting those two to stop arguing seemed much more daunting than shelling out a few bucks.~
Marie: ~You’re telling me.~
Jean: ~Not that I’d be unethical enough to take a peek, but do you think that they fight so much because deep down they actually like each other?~
Marie: ~…~
Jean and Marie: ~Nah!~
Marie: ~Wait… then why do we keep getting them together?~
Jean: ~Eh? *shrugs* Gives fanfiction authors something to write about.~
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Author's Chapter Notes:
Back by popular demand. And I was only gonna do 3 fics to this series. I didn't think anyone would like it so much that they'd ask for more. But it's a good thing... so ... enjoy ;)