“What the fuck.” Was Laura’s only response as she looked at herself in the mirror, eyes wide as she felt a blush making it’s way onto her face… She was X-23, dangerous ex-assassin and clone of Wolverine, not some pull-up wearing baby!
In that moment though, Laura certainly looked more like the latter than the formal, rather short height, adorable outfit and hair, blushing face, not to mention the pull-up she felt underneath her short-alls! Laura could only be relieved it wasn’t visible.
Still, despite the new additions that made it look much more like a nursery, this did still appear to be Laura’s room in the Xavier Institute, albeit with many different changes to refurbish the newfound nursery. Perhaps her wardrobe was still full of her old clothes, even if the doors had been painted a girly pink shade…
Either way, Laura’s immediate response was to begin tugging and clawing at the dorky childish outfit, attempting to rip it off entirely. “When I found out whoever did this they’re DEAD!” She yelled at nobody in particular.
But was it nobody in particular? Did Laura successfully manage to rip off her outfit, or did someone, or something intervene?
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