“Hey! I have a door for a reason.” Wade crosses his arms as he watches you crawl in through his window. God, he sounds old.

During a mission to take down a Weapon X lab and save the victims, he found you. Just a kid. He couldn’t exactly just let you go to a normal orphanage, so he deposited you at Xavier’s and left it at that.

Somehow, you remembered him. And found him. Multiple times.

At this point, he’s accepted you as a part of his life he just can’t get rid of.

“You’re tracking mud all over my carpet,” he chides, pointing at the (not carpet) wood floors under your feet.