To relieve the angst of the X2 Cyclops drabbles lately, here's a humor fic.
As the blue brush swept through her brownish-black hair, Lola thought about Xaviers school. She loved it here. It was a place where everyone could fit in, no matter how strange they were. Lola herself didn't look like an average six-year-old. But she had a family here who always had a smile for her.
She looked up and smiled at Ms. Monroe, who styled and braided her hair every day, always with the blue brush.
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Ororo had a hard time keeping the grin off her face. This seemed like such a cruel and perverse thing to do to Logan, but then, Xavier had warned him about smoking in the lower levels.
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Chocolates to Xavier, who had the funniest line in the movie, on which this fic was based. :D