"Logan, what the fuck are you doing?"
"What? Huh? I didn't do anything, I'm just watching the game," Logan said, popping up from the couch.
"Not you, dumbass. You in my head. I have to talk to ya'll sometimes."
Logan sat up, looking concerned. "What? Why?"
Marie sighed. If she had thought he was in the room, she wouldn't have said a word out loud. "Because if I don't the–" she started counting on her hands, "six of ya'll would start fighting."
"Six?"
"Yeah, you count twice."
"Oh." Logan got real quiet.
"Would you stop worrying about me? I swear, if you didn't count twice, I'd be officially insane. Instead I get to talk to you guys every now and then."
Logan thought about this and Rogue started to leave.
"Hey, Marie?"
"Yeah, Logan?"
"What was the me in your head doing?"
"Jacking off. Both of them. To the show tunes in my head." Logan had the decency to blush.
FIN.
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Author's Chapter Notes:
Word Count: 174. Date Completed: May 27th, 2004.