Of Handcuffs and Horseshoes
Try to think back, she thought irritably. Rogue had stabbed her wrist with that little screwdriver again. How did I come to be in this situation?
Sorry, Rogue muttered, pulling at her gloves. This is a lot more complicated than it looks.
Wanda Maximoff didnt say anything, just gritted her teeth as the little tools poked and bit into the skin on her wrist.
Ah, Toad. Yes, it was a suitable situation to blame Toad for. Toad Tolansky (his actual name was Todd, but no one called him such) was the reason Wanda Maximoff had days like these. Days when she sat, not in class with her brother, learning about the Industrial Revolution for the 3rd week in a row, but in the handicap bathroom stall in the womens restroom, with none other than Toad himself, Fred Dukes, and Rogue of the x-men for company.
Ouch, Wanda hissed, as the tools found her wrist once m