The Trouble with Bamfing
Disclaimer: Fox and Marvels not mine. No money made.
Summary and notes: Nightcrawler drabble written for the Queen of the
Labrats. Happy birthday love.
My mutation is a very useful one. As long as I can see where Iím
going I can disappear and go wherever I want. There are distinct
problems with it though. Like when my mind wonderís.
For example I could be thinking of a certain weather witch. One that
some men may say is a little attractive. If Iím not concentrating I
could teleport in on her in the shower or getting chanced or in bed,
naked. Itís very embarrassing but she does like the way blue people
look when blushing. A lot.
That is just an example though. Ja.