necesitamos un baño nuevo (we need a new toilet)
It was supposed to be a quiet day.
The others were doing their missions. Emma Frost seducing influential humans to back their cause while Janos kept watch, Azazel and Angel on supply runs, Mystique running their spy network....
It was just him and Darwin at the base, holding down the fort during their rest periods. With his control over the electro-magnetic spectrum and Darwin's infinite potential, the base was safe.
He laid in his bed, the lone luxury he left for himself, all his other little luxuries being liquefied and sold to fund the cause. A magohany bedframe, steel and iron woven into the dryadflesh. The best bed money can buy. And a last-second weapon, if caught in night-time vulnerability.
On the crest of sleep, cradled by the Earth's magnetic fields, he felt no disturbance in the base.
Booms echoing down the underground halls and the bases' fields being distorted by the exposion snapped him out of his reverie.
Running thumped through the hallways and Darwin slammed into his room's steel door, the mezuzah on the doorpost shook.
He was going to beat the shit out of Darwin.
"Hey, Mags we need a new toilet." Darwin's voice tinnied through the damaged wall.
Toilet. At least it was a toilet and not intruders.
"What. Are. You. Talking. About? " He replied, aggravated. A raised hand and the door crumpled to the floor, Darwin nearly falling over.
Whatever, he'll fix the door later.
"Remember that one nazi fucker you killed? And how he tried to kill me?"
"Yes. I fail to see what this has to do with the recent explosions and your need for a new toilet."
"Turns out all that energy I absorbed had to go somewhere. Who knew radioactive shits was a thing? "
Darwin laughs and flashes a smile. Erik feels the overwhelming need to strangle him.
Seven adult mutants sharing the last remaining bathroom is going to be hell.
He's going to have to design a new mutantproof toilet.
In the meantime, it's not like Xavier is going to miss a toilet. Not with his level of family wealth.
He makes a mental note for Emma to convince her latest puppets to order her supplies for the Cause including backup toilets.
They needed to expand anyway.