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Title: Small Victories
Author: Sherlockian

It's not as though Remy had never dealt with morphs before. Hell, he and Courier had very nearly had sex back when Jacob had gotten stuck as a woman. But nothing really prepared him for Logan as a woman. It's not that she was stunning-- she didn't have Ororo's ass or Jean's legs or Betty's figure. She was flat as a guy, broad-shouldered, and muscular. She still stood, feet planted, like she thought someone was going to throw a chair at her and she wanted to be ready to tear their spine out.

"The hell're you looking at, Gumbo?"

The glare she gave Remy made his pants feel tight, and Remy shrugged. Falling at Logan's feet and promising to make her feel better than she had ever felt before was probably a bad idea. "Nothing, mon ami. Just thinking that none a' your clothes are gon' fit right for a while. Maybe you' should ask Stormy to take you clothes shopping."

Logan swore virulently and crossed her arms over her chest (a little more self-consciously than she probably wanted to admit), but didn't rip Remy's spleen out. That, Remy figured, was probably a victory.

Now he just needed to figure out how to get Logan's shirt wet in a way that wouldn't get him killed. With a cheery wave, Remy left Logan's charming company and went to find Bobby.
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