This was not Kitty's idea of fun, she crossed her arms and glared into her lap as you carried her around the mansion. She'd sprained her ankle during a friendly game of baseball with the other X-men and you'd been tasked with bringing her inside, but she'd insisted on trying to walk on it so you did the only logical thing, you'd picked her up bridal style and carried her to the kitchen to wrap her foot. As you walked the halls with her she scowled,"I can walk you know."