Tactic

After their grounding was over and they could use their powers again, Wolf and Pyro found themselves sitting in Hank's class, ignoring him as usual. Then Wolf's ears perked up as he heard something interesting. He tuned in to what Hank was saying.

"… can hold up to a ton of weight, using the adhesive to hold it to any surface, even those underwater. As you can probably tell, I am very excited that chance has crowned me with my new invention. Think of the possibilities for a magnet like this! The benefits to alone construction around the world would…"

Wolf kicked Pyro, who had been sleeping lightly.

"Wha?" Pyro looked up and rubbed his eyes. "Wolf, I was having a good dream, why did you wake me up for class?"

"Listen to what he's saying," Wolf whispered with a smirk, "I have an idea."

Pyro looked at him, then shrugged and sat up.

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"Okay, now what did you want to do?" Pyro asked as they left the classroom. They had learned that because the magnets were so strong, they needed a special solution to activate them first, otherwise they would be impossible to transport. That meant that without the solution they were just small pieces of metal.

Wolf smirked. "Well, remember when we played Frisbee and you lost? You still owe me a dare."

"Should I be worried?"

"No," Wolf smirked, "We need to steal a couple of magnets, plus the adhesive and solution, then I'll tell you what we're going to do."

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That afternoon Wolf walked into Logan's office. He was in his canine form and wagged his tail as he looked up at Logan.

"Hi," Logan smiled, "I see you're enjoying your first day back from being grounded. What do you want?"

Wolf walked over to him and rubbed against his legs. Then he bit him, being careful not to break the skin.

"Ah, Wolf!" Logan pulled away and looked at him.

Wolf quickly backed up. He tilted his head and crouched down on his forepaws in the canine 'play' position, wagging his tail slightly.

Logan rolled his eyes. "Not right now, Pup. Sorry, I have work to do."  He turned back to his desk and continued to fill out some paperwork.

Wolf frowned and stood back up, walking over to him again.

"Bite me and I'll kick you through the wall," Logan warned without looking at him.

He hesitated, then bit Logan's pant leg and tugged on it lightly, looking up at Logan.

Logan sighed and held up his papers for Wolf to see. "Look, I have to finish this report on my last mission and give it to Xavier in an hour. I don't have time to play right now, ok? We can play later."

Wolf lunged forward and grabbed the papers in his mouth, quickly pulling them out of Logan's hands. He turned and ran out of the office into the hallway.

"Wolf!" Logan yelled, jumping out of his seat to run after him, "Bring those back right now!"

Wolf wagged his tail and raced down the halls, turning the corner.

Logan growled in annoyance and ran after him. "Wolf, if you don't stop now you are in big trouble!"

Wolf ignored him and kept running. He stayed slow enough to tease Logan into thinking he could catch him, but he was sure to stay out of reach. He turned around a corner and ran into the room with the swimming pool.

Logan slid around the corner and followed right behind him. "Wolf, I am not kidding! Drop them now!" He was so focused on Wolf that he failed to notice their surroundings.

Wolf ran straight at the pool, then at the last minute he made a sharp turn that he knew Logan, with the extra weight and height, would not be able to make.

"Whoa!" Logan toppled over and fell into the shallow end of the pool with a splash.

Wolf stopped and turned to watch where Logan fell in. He wanted to make sure Logan resurfaced and could breathe.

Logan gasped as he came back to the surface and he tried to get out, but couldn't. Somehow he was stuck kneeling on the bottom of the pool. "Wolf, what did you do?!"

Wolf just smirked and dropped the papers on a bench, then walked out. Pyro laughed and followed him.

Logan hadn't noticed him there before, but now that he saw him he noticed Pyro's hair was wet like he had just been swimming. He growled in frustration and tried to get up again.

Apparently, Wolf and Pyro had chosen their timing perfectly, because just as they left another group of people walked in. A group of females dressed in bathing suits.

"Logan!" Jean-Grey gasped, "What are you doing in the pool?!"

Logan looked at her and groaned. He was going to kill those two. "Sitting around," he said sarcastically.

Jean crossed her arms and looked at him. "You never go swimming, Logan, especially not in your clothes. Now get out, we have a swim practice."

"I can't," Logan growled, looking away from her.

She rolled her eyes. "You have to, Logan. I don't care how much you want to see me or the other girls in our bathing suits… Aren't they a little too young for you?!"

"I can't move!" he looked at her, blushing slightly, "Trust me, if I could leave I would!"

She looked at him, then tried to use her powers to get him out. He wouldn't budge. She sighed and looked down. "You're right, you can't move. I'm sorry for jumping to conclusions like that," she said, "What happened?"

He shrugged. "I don't know. One minute I was chasing Wolf, the next I was in here and couldn't get up. I don't know what they did, but I'm stuck here."

She sighed. "I'll go get Hank and the Professor, they might know what to do."

Logan just looked away and nodded. He was embarrassed. He knew one thing for sure; the moment he got out, those two were dead.

In a few minutes, Hank and Xavier were on the scene.

"What seems to be the trouble?" Xavier asked, looking at Logan.

Logan growled and refused to look at any of them. A small crowd had gathered by now. "I can't get up," he said gruffly, "I can't even move my legs."

"Oh dear," Hank said, rubbing his chin, "I believe I know the cause of this. You say this happened because of Wolf and Pyro?"

Logan looked sharply at him. "Yeah, why? What did they use?"

Hank laughed sheepishly. "Well, they're in my chemistry class, as you know. And today I was telling my class about one of my new inventions, a super magnet, if you will," he scratched his ear nervously, "Well, I might have been a bit too specific with the details… You know me, Logan, I get excited about these things and I tend to ramble… Anyway, Pyro and Wolf must have heard me talking about it and gotten the idea… 'O, what men dare do! What men may do! What men daily do, not knowing what they do!', eh?"

Logan glared at him. "Great job, Hank!" he growled sarcastically, "Now instead of quoting Shakespeare, why don't you work on freeing me?!"

Hank wasn't offended by Logan's attitude; he knew it could be much worse. He rubbed his chin as he thought. Then he sighed. "Well, if it really is the magnets, then there's only one thing I can think of that would free you." He turned to Jean. "Would you mind fetching Ororo as I go look in my lab just to check if there are any magnets missing?"

Jean nodded. "Sure Hank," she said as she left.

With nothing else to do, Logan relaxed as best as he could and waited for them to return.

Hank was the first one back. "Bad news, I'm afraid two of my magnets are missing."

"Why am I not surprised?" Logan scoffed, "Why do you have to bring Ororo into this?"

"Well, there's really only one way to get these magnets to release you," Hank answered calmly, "The metal will need to be demagnetized, and we can only do that by super heating them, I'm afraid."

Logan looked at him. "And?"

Hank opened his mouth to answer, but Ororo walked in at that moment. "Ah, Storm, just the person we need," he smiled, walking over to her. They began to talk quietly.

"And?!" Logan repeated, watching them.

After a few minutes Ororo stepped to the edge of the pool and everyone else backed up. "Stay still," she said to Logan with a slight smirk as she began to gather lightening, "I'm afraid this will hurt."

"Oh, don't tell me," Logan groaned, closing his eyes.

Ororo made the lightening strike the pool right next to Logan, who groaned in pain and passed out.

Hank jumped in and pulled Logan out of the pool, leaving him lying on the side to recover. He went back in to get the metal off the bottom of the pool. It had been knocked loose by the electricity.

It only took a few seconds for him to regain consciousness, and Logan opened his eyes. "Where are those brats?" he growled.

"Logan," Xavier said, "I suggest you take time to calm down before dealing with them. Go take a shower and get in some dry clothes first, at least."

Logan nodded and slowly stood up. "Don't worry, they'll technically still be alive when I'm through with them." He grabbed the papers and walked off in the direction of his room.