All in all, Bobby considered it a success when he came away from Logan's training session with no broken bones. True, he used a whole box of Kleenex to stop his nosebleed, but really, it was nothing.
When Rogue sauntered up to him, wearing a sly smile, and said she'd keep Logan off his back, he only mustered up a faint gleam of hope; he was resigned to his fate.
He'd forgotten that Rogue attacked things head on, and, in Logan's case, that meant she threw herself at him and latched on with a kiss that could kill a man.
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Date: May 21, 2004.