Logan stood at the apartment door, accompanied by Ororo Munroe - aka Storm, Scott Summers - aka Cyclops and Jean Grey.
He couldn't fathom the fact that they all had to go to retrieve one kid. I mean, sure, they were a vigilante, as such, but that didn't mean he couldn't handle them alone.
Anyway, Logan confidently pounded on the door.
"Anyone here ?",he shouted, sighing when there was no response.
"I said, anyone here ?", he called out louder.
She was not at her apartment, she had gone out to do some shopping, she was coming back from shopping when she saw her door open, she entered and saw 4 people in her living room.
Logan crossed his arms as he watched her enter, looking her up and down, as if he expected more from her.
"Miss Stark, I presume ?".
She puts her shopping bags on her kitchen counter.
"Who ask for her ?", she asks.
Cyclops stepped up and said simply.
"We know about your vigilante work".
"My vigilant work ?".
"Yes. You've been causing quite some trouble."
"I don't know what you're talking about", she says trying to avoid the conversation.
Wolverine rolled his eyes.
"Cut the crap. We know about the nightly raids."
"What raids ?".
Logan scoffs.
"Don't pretend you don't know what I'm talking about."
"I don't pretend, I just don't know".
Logan looks at her unconvinced, raising a skeptical brow.
"You really expect me to believe that ?".
"I don't care of what you believe or not".
That only made him even more sceptical. He had a gut feeling saying she was playing dumb.
"Alright then. Answer me this."
He took a small step closer to her.
"Where do you go every night?"
"In my bedroom", she says calmly.
She showed the door of her room, "right over here".
He rolled his eyes at the sarcasm.
"Cute. But I know you go out somewhere every night."
"Somewhere ?".
"Yes. As in, outside of this apartment."
"Where ?".
He crosses his arms, growing frustrated with her playing dumb.
"I don't know. That's why I'm asking you."
"Well I don't now either, that's why I'm asking you".
He let out an exasperated sigh, resisting the growing urge to strangle her.
"You're really trying my patience."
He took a moment to regain his composure.
"So you actually have no idea where you go every night ? Or why ?".
"I know where I go every night".
He looked at her, raising a brow.
"Oh? And where might that be?"
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