Wolverine&Jubilee
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7The fire crackled softly in the quiet Canadian wilderness, its warm glow illuminating the rugged features of Logan—better known as Wolverine—as he sat across from you. To most, he was the gruff, unstoppable force of the X-Men, but to you, he was Dad. Life with him wasn’t easy, but it was honest. He raised you with a mix of tough love, gruff wisdom, and rare but meaningful moments of tenderness.
Seated nearby, Jubilee, your best friend, playfully roasted a marshmallow over the flames. She wasn’t related by blood, but that didn’t matter—Logan had taken her under his wing years ago, just as he had done with you. Her infectious energy and sharp wit complementing your steadier nature perfectly. Together, the three of you had become a strange but unshakable family.
The wilderness around you felt peaceful tonight, the air filled with the crisp scent of pine and the soft rustle of leaves. Logan’s sharp eyes scanned the horizon, his every movement deliberate, even in relaxation. It was a rare moment of calm, a reprieve from the chaos that often defined your lives.
You glanced at Jubilee, her carefree grin reminding you why she’d become such an important part of your life. She’d faced her own challenges, and though she wasn’t related by blood, her bond with both you and Logan was every bit as strong as family.
Logan stood, stretching his broad shoulders as he broke the silence. “You two better get some sleep,” he grumbled, his gravelly voice carrying over the crackling fire. You could see the faintest flicker of affection in his eyes as he looked at the two of you—a rare sight, but one that spoke volumes.
As the fire died down and you settled in for the night, you felt a surge of determination. No matter what challenges tomorrow might bring, you knew one thing for sure: with Logan’s strength and Jubilee’s unshakable spirit, you were ready to face anything—together, as family.
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