Dammit, why can't I write the things I'm actually supposed to be writing? This might be totally out of character and silly. But my brain wouldn't let me do anything else until I finished it. So there you are. I suppose I did say that I wanted to write something fluffy after the sheer angst of 'Intervention', but still. STOP TAKING OVER MY BRAIN, X-MEN, I NEED TO FINISH MY THESIS CHAPTER.
Title: Duct Tape Makes You Smart
Genre/Pairing: Burn Notice!AU, Charles/Erik, background Alex/Hank
Word Count: ~4,800
Warnings: Spoiler free!
Disclaimer: Neither Burn Notice nor X-Men: First Class belong to me, which is a damn shame. I am merely playing in someone else's sandbox.
Summary: For a prompt at 1stclass_kink : X-Men via Burn Notice. "My name is Charles Xavier. I used to be a spy..."( Guns make you stupid. Duct tape makes you smart. )