Disclaimer: X-Men Tales: is loosely based on the X-Men- Evolution t.v. cartoon series, as well as the comicbook produced by Marvel Comics. ____________________________________________________________________
The X-Men are mutants, unfortunate people born with an X-gene that gives them extraordinary powers and abilities which makes them outcasts to those considered "normal" in the world. _____________________________________________________________________________
X-Men cast: (Teachers) Professor-X, Angel, Banshee, Beast, Bishop, Forge, Polaris, Storm, and Wolverine, The White Queen, Dr Mora MacTaggert,
(Students) Cannonball-17, Cyclops-17, Colossus-18, Gambit-17, Iceman-16, Multiple boy-13, Nightcrawler-16, Northstar-17, Spike-15, Sunspot-16, Thunderbird-18, Havok-16 / Amanda-16, Jubilee-13, Karma-16, Magma-15, Premonition (Jean Grey)-17, Rogue-16, Shadowcat-14, Spirit-17, Syran-16, Wolvesbane-15, WeaponX-16 _____________________________________________________________________________
The NANNY & The Orphan Maker: are 2 seriously deranged men seeking love and acceptance though traditional family values, even if they have to steal every orphan to complete their family!
X-Men Tales: -pt31
Title: THE NANNY and the ORPHAN MAKER
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The Xavier Institute of Higher Learning, Salam Center, NY.
DAY-3
Early morning, 17 year old Scott [Cyclops] Summers lay asleep in bed, when someone quietly crept into his room. Scott was completely unaware that anyone [beside his roommate: Bobby Drake] was in the room with him, until he felt someone on top of him. "MMMPPHHFF..." he screamed, as a rough callused hand covered his mouth, muffling him.
"shhhh..." said the gruff voice of Wolverine, crouched overtop him (in the dark) as he pulled at Scott's bed sheets. "...don't fight me, and no one'll get hurt...!"
"Logan..., is that YOU...?!" asked Scott, suddenly hearing the distinctive [SHINK] of Wolverine's claws before they started cutting through his pajama bottoms, slicing them off.
"Who else would it be, kid...?" asked the wild man, shoving Scott's legs into the air, exposing his ass. "I lyin' in bed playin' wit my cock and wishin' I had sum puzzy ta fuck..., then I remembered YOU..., YOU got good puzzy!"
"shhh..." whispered Scott, afraid his sleeping roommate might hear. "...Bobby's in the next bed...!"
"I kno'..." said Wolverine, licking Scott's nearly hairless ass crack, wetting the hole with his tongue. "...we're gonna have to make this fast..." he added, lifting his head as he aimed his stiff cock up to the hole and rammed in...
"AAARRRRHHHHHHH...!!" screamed Scott, as Wolverine pressed his crotch all the way in up to the balls. The pain [for Scott] was immediate and excruciating as he lay under his mentor, pinned to the bed like a rape victim as Wolverine ground his cock home in his aching gut.
Across the room, 16 year old Bobby Drake awake to the ruckus, turning on his nightlight to find his roommate getting ass fucked by his teacher.
"Wolverine...??" questioned Scott, looking up into the face of a stranger. Gone was Wolverine's trademark sideburns and heavily whiskered face. Even Logan's stocky muscle mass was missing, replaced by the fairly toned body of a stout 11 year old. Scott barely recognized Wolverine without his muscle mass, rough rugged face, and hairy body. But he could feel the firm cock [lodged well in his bowels] beginning to move back and forth as Logan began to fuck. "LOGAN..., is that you...??!"
"Who else would it be...?" asked Logan, thrusting his hips into Scott.
"I don't know..." said Scott, mesmerized by Wolverine's younger looking face. "...you look so a lot YOUNGER than usual...!"
"buh..." scorned Logan, "...don't tell me yur startin' THAT stuff up again...?!" he asked while fucking. "I don't look no different ta'day than I did yesterday...!"
"NO...?" asked Scott, glancing down at Logan's hairless crotch, which was usually sprouted course hair from every which direction. "What happened to your crotch hair...?"
"Whut ya see is what ya get, kid..." said Logan, looking down at his bald abdomen slapping against Scott's ass, "...it's always looked that way...!"
"No Logan..., how OLD are you right now...?" asked Scott.
Wolverine paused...
"14..." he said, confidently.
"14...!" shocked Scott. "You're younger than ME...! Why do you call me `kid'...?"
"Cuz uh..." thought Logan, unable to answer that. "Yur interruptin' my nutt, Scott..." he said instead, resuming his thrusts. "...we'll talk about this lata...!"
Scott agreed, relaxing back in bed [with cock in hand] as he prepared himself for a long leisurely fucking from his favorite teacher. Unfortunately Wolverine's body hair and mass wasn't the only thing affected by his recent age reduction..., "ARRHHH...!" ...grunted the 14 year old teacher as he climaxed prematurely in his lover's ass. "Okay..." said Wolverine, jumping up off of Scott as he headed for the door to arrange a meeting [tucking his cock back into his underwear]... "...we can talk about it now...!"
"What the fuck...?!" asked Scott [sitting up on his elbows with his stiff cock standing straight up and his sore asshole dripping bubbly ball juice onto his bed sheets], feeling jipped.
Suddenly Bobby got out of bed and quickly wandered over to Scott's bed and fell to his knees, taking his roommate's stiff standing cock into his mouth and throat to the root. "Oh shit, Bobby..." moaned Scott, falling back down against the bed when he felt Bobby's throat mold about his cock shaft. "...you're such a good cocksucker...!"
"I love cock...!" muttered Bobby, still under Professor Xavier's hypnotic spell to suck dick [started in early chapters of the series]. Scott lay back against his pillows, enjoying the daily blow job he got from his roommate [who surprisingly always pretends not to remember a THING later on in the day...].
With Scott's sore asshole dripping Wolverine's fresh ball juice, it didn't take long before Scotty was shooting his own load in Bobby's expert sucking mouth, white washing Bobby's swallowing tonsils with a fresh batch of baby batter.
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6am
The X-men and x-students gather in doctor Mora's med-lab [underground] to sort through the tragic new events which had become the X-Men's lives...
"Astonishing..." said Mora, examining the X-Men up close with her highly automated [state of the art] lab equipment. "...in less than 24 hours the X-Men have managed to decrease in age by 6 to 7 more years...!"
"Tell us about it...!" said Nightcrawler, getting his forked tail pulled on by a 10 year old Beast.
"They STILL seem to be unaware of their age reductions...!" informed Jean Grey, in touch with the X-Men telepathically.
"I have searched the computer data base worldwide for just such occurrences..." explained Mora. "...there was only ONE other case in which someone spontaneously began to decrease in age..., but no one ever discovered what happened to him..., once he became an infant, he disappeared...!"
"bummer..." said Wolverine, swinging his feet back and forth over the edge of the gurney.
"So the X-Men can keep getting younger and younger until they just cease to exist...??" asked Kitty Pryde, towering over Storm and Polaris like a big sister.
"We covered this already, yesterday..." informed Scott. "So what you're telling us is..., you're no closer to finding a cure for them now than you were 16 hours ago...?"
"No closer, no..." admitted Mora, the world's foremost expert on mutant genetics. "...but I've been in contact with some of the best creative minds the world over..., and we've come up with a couple of theories why the X-Men are reducing in age..., however, no one can agree to a solution to turn the clock back around...!"
"Well, what are some of the theories...?" asked Scott.
"Everything from a time warp shift in which the X-Men passed through unknowingly..., to a spell performed by a powerful sorcerer or shaman...!"
"A Shaman...?" question Scott. "Didn't Logan make mention of a Shaman he worked with in Alpha Flight...?"
"It's a long shot..., but definitely something worth looking into...!" said Mora. "I could use an extra set of eyes on this..." she suggested, not often asking for help.
"Okay..." said Scott, "...here's the plan..." he said, running down the new task assignments...
LATER IN THE DAY...
"I can't believe Scott and Jean left us to babysit while they hang out with Dr MacTaggert in the labs...!" complained Kitty, sitting behind the computer modules in the observation booth of The Danger Room, where she and several of her friends [Nightcrawler & Rogue] observed the adolescent X-Men playing in `beginner's mode'.
The X-Men [Storm, Banshee, Angel, Wolverine, Forge, Beast, Polaris, & The White Queen] ran through a maze of obstacles designed to measure intelligence. While most ran through the course, Angel and Banshee took to the air, where they encountered a series of non threatening obstacles designed to delay them and keep them occupied until Scott and Jean returned.
("Are you STILL reading their minds, Emma...?") asked Storm telepathically, without saying a word.
(("Yes...")) said Emma Frost [The White Queen], scary even at 10 years old. (("...they seem to still think we have been somehow reduced in age..., but no one knows why...!"))
("That's ridiculous...") said Beast, cart-wheeling for the simple fun of it. ("...if we were younger..., wouldn't we know it...?")
("Not necessarily...") said Forge [the X-Men's resident genus]. ("...if it were done completely without our knowledge, then it would theorize that our reduction would seem natural..., just as growing older does normally...!")
(Do you think it's TRUE...?") asked Polaris, using her magnetic powers to keep the sides of the maze from closing in on them.
("I don't KNOW if it's true or not...") chimed Wolverine, giving his 2cents. ("...but I can tell ya one thing..., my natural instinct tells me somethin' ain't rite...! I have memories that seem ta be a lot older than my mere 14 years...!")
("As do I...") said Storm, stopping in mid-run. ("...I remember giving birth to my son Evan shortly after leaving my homeland Africa when I was a teenager..., yet I'm only 11 now...! How IS that...?")
(("Apparently, someone's been having their way with us...!")) said Emma Frost, linking all of the X-Men's minds together.
("So the kid's worries are on the up and up...?") asked Angel, landing near the rest of the group and he and Banshee return from the air.
(Appears so...!") said Polaris.
"So what do we do about it...?" asked Banshee aloud...
("shhh...") shushed Storm, looking up at the observation window. ("...we don't want to alarm the children that WE finally agree with them...!")
("Why not...?") thought Banshee.
("Because if we're going to get to the bottom of this..., we're going to need a way out..., and we don't need the children getting in our way...!")
("Where are we going...?") asked Forge.
("Leave that to Logan...") said Storm, looking at her old friend. ("...he's the one with the super senses who could tell us IF anyone had been in the mansion, in our rooms, while we were out...!")
("But the security tapes showed nothing...!") said Forge.
("Tapes can be tampered with...") said Storm, ("...enchanted senses can't...!")
("So HOW do we get out of here and upstairs to our rooms without the students seeing us...?") asked Angel.
("Leave that to ME...") said Storm. "OWWW...!!!" she yelled, focusing her powers on her outstretched hands as a lightning bolt suddenly exploded from her fingertips, crackling through the air as it struck Wolverine head on, sending him soaring backwards into a nearby wall.
"What the...!!?" yelled one of the teenagers from the booth. "STORM...! Why did you strike Logan with a lightning bolt...?! You could have killed him...!"
"He pinched my butt...!" said Storm, with attitude. "I REFUSE to play with him anymore...! I want to go to my room!"
"Me too!" said Emma, realizing what Storm was up to.
"I think you ALL should go to your rooms..., you need to take a nap...!" said the teen voice over the intercom. The X-Men all winked knowingly at one another, as they left the Danger Room unattended.
Gathering in Storm's attic loft, the X-Men watched as Wolverine sniffed every inch of the room for scents [like a dog], examining every area. He did the same in his own room, and Banshee's, and Beast's, and Angel's, and Polaris's, until he began to find a pattern...
"He HAS something...!" said Emma, reading Logan's mind.
"It's faint..." said Wolverine, coming to a conclusion. "...but it's the SAME SCENT in every room..., and it doesn't belong to any of us or the kids...!"
"Someone was in our rooms...?" asked Polaris, feeling violated.
"While we slept!" added Wolverine, making SURE Polaris was scared.
"Do you think you could track it...?" asked Storm.
"I should be able to..." said Wolverine, confidently. "...so long as they stayed near the ground and didn't FLY away!"
"What are we waiting for...? Let's GO then...!" insisted Beast, eager to get some action.
"We'll need transportation..." said Forge, "...and we're ALL too small to drive any of the land vehicles...!"
"Party pooper...!"
"Not if we work as a TEAM!" said Storm, enthusiastically.
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THE GARAGE
Sneaking out to the garage while avoiding all indoor/outdoor security detection was a breeze for the mini X-Men, however, once they managed to get inside the garage, they found two of their male students [Havok and Sunspot] sexually engaged in the backseat of one of the vehicles. Emma Frost used her power of telepathy to mask their presents as they selected a SUV that would fit them all comfortably. Using her magnetic powers, Polaris levitated the keys from the locked box and put them safely in Storm's hands. Storm assigned tasks: "Logan, you command the gas..., Banshee the break! Beast, Angel, Forge..., you're the lookout from all directions...! Polaris, you command the gears! And Emma and I will steer...!"
"Why do yall get to steer...?" [pouting].
"Because women are better drivers!" declared Storm.
As the X-Men prepared to take their leave, Forge glanced into the neighboring vehicle to see Sunspot's legs hoisted in the air, his boy shorts dangling off his foot as Havok humped up and down between his spread legs, thrusting his ample 8" cock in and out of the black Brazilian's ass in missionary position.
16 year old Havok [Alex Summers] had noticed 16 year old Sunspot [Roberto DeCosta] staring at him lustfully since his arrival. But things had been hectic [what with discovering Scott was his brother, then finding out Scott and Wolverine were lovers –chap 29], making it nearly impossible for Alex to get to know Roberto better. However it wasn't until recently that Alex caught Roberto staring at his crotch, trying to determine the size of his cock though his bulge. "Wanna SEE it instead of fantasizing about it...?" asked Summers.
"Yes!" answered Roberto, jumping at the chance to finally see a Summers' man cock [Scott had turned down numerous sexual offers].
"Where can we go...?" asked Alex, knowing both boys had roommates.
"I know a place...!" said Roberto, believing the garage free, since none of the X-Men were old enough to drive.
Picking a vehicle, Sunspot began tearing open Havok's jeans, pulling free his enormous cock. "Wow..." he said simply, before licking his lips sensuously and going down on it. Havok leaned back against the back door, watching the handsome Brazilian boy whore himself on his cock. It immediately became apparent that Roberto was a cock connoisseur, already possessing the ability to deep throat to the root without gagging. Havok felt his cock become immediately incased in the back of Sunspot's throat, as his thick sensual lips nibbled at his cock base.
"Damn you Xavier kids can suck cock..." groaned Havok, thinking of his brother Scott.
Sunspot bobbed his head in Havok's lap for less than 10 minutes before his belly was flooded with the white boy's cum. Sunspot continued to suck [hoping to get a second load] when he felt Havok's hand feeling for his plump ass. "You get fucked, too...?" asked Havok, curiously. In a flash Roberto was naked, lying on his back in the back seat, his legs thrown up high in the air, his plump brown ass visible, his hairless asshole all a gloss with someone else's load already leaking out... "Who fucked you...?" asked Havok, wanting to know who scored a hit so early in the morning?
"My roommate..." whispered Sunspot, hot for another cock. "...Sam!"
Havok stuck his finger curiously in Roberto's ass, feeling the excess sperm leak out around his embedded finger.
"He must shoot amazing loads..." he theorized, watching the volume of cum excreting the hole.
"He fucked me 3 times since last night...!" informed Sunspot, used to getting Sam's cock regularly.
"That explains it..." said Havok, aiming his own hard cock up to the leaking hole. Sunspot's anus throbbed briefly with anticipation as Havok slowly sank his cock in [Sam's cum acting as more than sufficient lubricant].
Having cum once already, Havok was able to fuck Sunspot's delectable asshole for another 20 minutes without coming. Sunspot shot his own load all over his bare chest and stomach [having lifted his pullover over his head], then licked his own cum up off his torso with his fingers. Havok thought Roberto was a freak if ever he saw one, but his ass was one of the best he'd ever fucked, so he knew this would not be their last sexual encounter by a long shot.
Havok fucked Sunspot straight though his orgasm, battering his flexing anal muscles as they milked and massaged his plunging shaft until he came again, blasting Roberto's cummy innards with a fresh batch of warm sperm.
The X-Men managed to lift the garage door without Sunspot or Havok hearing it [thanks to the mental powers of The White Queen], start the car, gun the gas, and tear out of the parking space in a matter of seconds.
The vehicle barreled down the driveway doing 60 easily, when Beast noticed the front gates were still closed. Using her magnetic powers, Polaris ripped the gates off their hinges just in time as the SUV came charging through. "THE BREAK, THE BREAK, THE BREAK, THE BREAK...!" screamed Storm as she and Emma Frost turned the steering wheel with all their might. The SUV turned the corner on the main drive on two wheels, before slamming back down on all fours [its tired screeching as it tore off down the road]. "Are we there, yet...?!" asked one of the kids as the SUV barreled out of sight.
Back at the Garage... "What the hell was that...?!" asked Havok, lifting his head to look out the backseat window, as Spirit and Karma came rushing in...
"Someone just stole a car from the garage...!" they said, finding Havok in the backseat. "Did you SEE who did it...?!"
"No..." answered Havok, having no clue.
"Me neither..." said Sunspot, peeking up over the door rim...
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MANHATTAN, NY Hours later...
Many frantic phone calls flooded police phone lines as New Yorkers called in to say they saw children driving an SUV over the bridge. Unable to see over the steering wheel, Storm and Emma Frost [the White Queen] had to rely on their partners [BEAST, ANGEL & FORGE] to act as her seeing eyes to maneuver through downtown traffic [causing a few minor fender benders along the way]. "HIT THE BREAKS...!" screamed Beast, as both Logan AND Banshee hit the break and pedal at the same time, causing the SUV to crash into the side of large abandoned toy store. "We're HERE!" announced Beast, the first to jump safely from the vehicle.
"Here...? Here where...?" asked Storm, climbing down out of the front seat.
"The TOY STORE dummy..." laughed Beast, doing flips and cart-wheels with excitement. "...our new HOME!"
"Home...?" said Polaris, as she and the others looked up at the giant warehouse which sat secluded on a lone city street by itself. "Yes...YES I can feel it now...! HOME!"
"Are you all going MAD...?" asked Storm, as the X-Men began to look for an entrance. "Xavier's Mansion is our home...! Africa is MY home! I have never seen this place before...! Emma...??"
Emma Frost emerged from the SUV, staring up at the ominous building standing before them...
"I'm beginning to sense it too, Ororo..." said The White Queen, feeling something familiar inside her. "...we HAVE to get inside this building...!"
"Leave that to me...!" insisted Banshee, stepping back as he prepared to blow a hole into the side wall with his sonic scream. "YYYYYYYYAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH...!!!" he yelled, only sounding like a screaming kid.
The X-Men sneakered as Banshee looked disappointed that the wall was still standing.
"Leave it to ME...!" insisted Polaris, waving her hands at the large metal shutter gate keeping the entrance locked at the loading dock. "Hey..." she said with surprise. "...nothing happened...!"
"Have we lost our powers...?" asked Storm, trying to conjure a lightning bolt without success.
"It appears we may have suffered another age reduction during our journey here..." said Emma, unable to read minds.
"How old do you suspect us to be now...?" asked Storm, unsure.
"Judging from our height and adolescents..., I'd say about 5 or 6 years old...!"
"Goddess..." shocked Storm.
"HEY, I think I've found a way in...!" yelled Wolverine, from the far side of the building.
The X-Men went running...
"A side door...!" said Angel [his tiny wings too small to fly with].
"It's LOCKED..., I already tried it...!" said Logan, looking up at the large door.
"And no doubt sounding a security alarm if we break in...!" surmised Beast, no longer doing happy cart-wheels.
"I could get us in..." said Storm, reaching down along her belt...
"HOW..." asked Banshee, "...none of our powers'r working...!"
"I don't need my powers to break into a locked door...!" smirked Storm, pulling her old lock picks from her belt design. "Never know when something like THIS might come in handy...!"
"Oh yeah..., I forgot you were one of the biggest thieves and pick pockets in Cairo...!" recalled Forge, rolling his eyes.
"THEE biggest...!" corrected Storm, using Beast as a stepping stool to reach the doorknob lock.
The X-Men watched and waited on pins and needles, hoping Storm could indeed get them into the toy store. Storm [a bit rusty] fumbled with the lock pick for a few minutes, before the lock finally turned and the door popped open...
"Wow...! She DID it!" cheered Polaris.
"GIRL POWER!" smiled Emma Frost, slapping hi-fives with Storm as she jumped down off Beast's back.
Wolverine and the guys sulked in the background as the girls led the way inside the darkened warehouse.
"We need LIGHT!" yelled one of the girls in the dark.
"I've found a control panel..." yelled Forge. Standing atop a chair, he flicked on the power surge, causing all the overhead lights to blink on, lighting the entire warehouse.
"WOW..." cheered Wolverine, standing on a nearby railing overlooking the entire store. "...TOYS!"
They X-Men [completely forgetting why they were there] ran up and down the aisles filled with every toy imaginable. Ripping through boxes they begin playing with Barbie Dolls, Action Figures, bikes, big wheels, water guns, --you name it...
MEANWHILE
Within the basement of the Warehouse, two men [one big and muscular & one petite and skinny] lay in bed, in what had become their home. The muscular man held the smaller petite man down in bed on his back, his skinny legs pressed down tightly to his chest [in missionary position] as the bigger stronger man humped his big bulky body into him, fucking the smaller man in the ass.
Raised up on his strong arms [in pushup position], the bigger man stared down into the smaller man's eyes while they fucked, never breaking contact as he hammered his hips into the smaller more docile man on his back. The smaller man stared back up at the bigger guy, their eyes locked in rapture, as if reading each other's thoughts and desires.
The bigger man's thick manly phallus slammed through the smaller man's ass, battering its way through his rectum and straight into his colon with every thrust. The smaller man stroked his 10" erection, as it stood long and stiff, reaching over his chest and stomach. "Give it to me, daddy..." he whimpered softly, his voice quivering with every inward blow. The big man started to thrust faster, ramming his hips harder as he drove his enormous ramrod through the smaller man's ass. The large bed they shared began pounding against the wall, the motion of their weights moving the bed back and forth while they fucked. The smaller man's groans of pleasure started to rise as his eyes began to roll up into his head. Cum shot from his stroking dick, shooting up over his head to splatter against the headboard. OH YES, BIG DADDY..., YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM...! OH YES! YES! AARRRHHHHH...!!"
The big man gloated as he watched his life partner orgasm. He continued to pound into him, fucking him straight through his orgasm even as the smaller man's asshole locked and spasm around his plunging dick. "AARRHHHHGGGG...FUCK YEAHHHHH...!!" groaned the man, shoving all the way in before he came, filling the smaller man's gut with his surging semen.
Collapsing on top, the bigger man felt instantly drained as the smaller man lovingly wrapped his arms about his back, hugging him close. The two men rested comfortably as their hearts beat against each other's chests.
Suddenly the smaller man heard something...
"Did you hear that...?" he asked, perking his ears.
"I heard nothing..." said the bigger man, his face buried in the pillow behind his lover's head.
The smaller man listened more intently, then heard a definite THUMP over their heads. Both men sat up...
"You heard it THAT time...?" asked the smaller guy. "Someone's upstairs in the store...!"
"They're about to wish there weren't...!" said the big guy, jumping out of bed and donning his metal uniform.
"It could be the KIDS..." said the smaller man, rolling out of bed to don his own uniform. "...they WERE implanted with the idea of our location, making them want to come home...!"
"Then they need to learn NOT to make so much noise...!" yelled the big man, running out the door.
"Don't hurt them daddy...! They're just children!" yelled the smaller man, rushing to get dressed.
UPSTAIRS...
The X-Men were having the time of their lives. The aisles looked ransacked, like a tornado had torn through. The X-Men stopped having laughing and having fun when they looked up to see the tall mean man standing before them in complete armor, including helmet and face shield. "Look at this MESS...!" yelled the man, his voice echoing loudly through his helmet/shield. "You children are BAD!!"
"Who'r you...?" asked Wolverine, holding a headless Barbie in one hand, and a Jurassic Park dinosaur in another.
"I'm your father..." said the big man, "...The Orphan Maker!"
"And I'm your mother..." said the smaller man, rushing in to save the children from punishment. "...my name is The Nanny! But you can call me `mother'...!"
"You're no mother..." laughed Wolverine, "...you're a MAN...!"
"Why you lil' ungrateful brat...!" yelled The Orphan Maker, grabbing Logan by his hair as he hoisted him up in the air [Wolverine's feet swinging back and forth in running mode]. "I'll teach you how to respect your mother...!"
"No daddy..., don't...!" yelled Nanny, rushing to Wolverine's aid. "He's just a little boy..., he doesn't know what he's saying...!" insisted Nanny, taking Logan into his arms and coddling him like a baby.
"These kids need discipline..." snarled Orphan Maker, "...LOOK at this place...! They destroyed it!"
"They were unattended..." argued Nanny, "...but now I'm here to look after them now...! Go clean up the store..., I'll take the children downstairs and show them their new home...!" suggested Nanny. "Go on..." he said, holding Wolverine in his arms protectively. "...go...!"
The Orphan Maker slowly walks away, as Wolverine licks his tongue out at him as The Nanny gathers the children to take downstairs. "Come children..., let me take you to your rooms and get you something good to eat...!"
"Are you our mommy...?" asked Polaris, taking The Nanny's hand as he showed the X-Men downstairs into the large store's basement.
"Yes..." smiled The Nanny. "...and I plan on being your mommy forever!"
"Ever and ever...?" questioned Wolverine, his short stubby arms wrapped about The Nanny's neck.
"Yes..., forever and ever!" smiled Nanny, escorting the children downstairs... "And I'll KILL anyone who tries to take you away from me...!"
Continued...
Next: MOMMY DEAREST
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