The assasination of Charles Xavier. Once it was spattered across the headlines, the buzz of every newspaper. Now, it's barely remembered. Which is why a reporter is baffled when he gets his new assignment...Set in my own special universe.

Even superheroes have bad days. Of course, when they have them, they're SOO much worse. Not some cute little 'day in the life' type thing. I'm not entirely sure where I'm going with this.

This is just something that flowed from my fingers one day...a distraction, I suppose, to say the least. Nothing monumental. I'd summarize but I think I've run out of room.

Jubilee stumbles upon a secret better left to the imagination...mild language, so, whatever.

I am morally opposed to writing these blasted things...we should all start a riot against summaries...oh, never mind. It would be a hollow victory anyway.

Yes, it's a poem. Yes, poems can be loopy and sappy and overdone sometimes. But, at least this one rhymes...sort of...that's worth something, right?

Logan gets sentimental. Jean is angry at herself. And Scott is nowhere to be found.

This is what happens when one consumes too much chocolate in the wee hours of the morn.

Just a little piece of fluff I cooked up to satisfy my fanciful whims. *fingers crossed* Enjoy.