It was a freezing winter morning, snow was packing on the windowsills and covering the ground in a glittering carpet of crystals, a thin mist wafting about the ground as the sky slowly turned grey-gold as the sun poked it's golden face over the horizon.

Bobby rolled over, blearily staring at his clock that was glowing at him from his bedside table.

Eight thirty.

Bobby's eyes slowly floated over to the bed next to him, his eyes slowly focussing.

John was lying on his stomach, his blankets packed as closely as possible to him, the only skin even slightly visible was his nose and up, which was conveniently buried in his feather pillow.

Bobby grinned and slid out of bed, not able to sense the cold, since he was immune to it, because of his mutation. Walking over to the window, Bobby slid it up, grabbing a handful of snow from the window ledge before closing the window again.

Walking over to his sleeping roommate, Bobby slowly kneaded at the snow in his hand, making it colder.

John mumbled softly in his sleep, shifting slightly, but still sleeping.

Bobby tugged John's blanket off, surprisingly, without a struggle. John now lay on the bed, his legs under the blanket, his long-sleeved grey shirt and baggy black pants the only things keeping him from the cold.

Bobby grinned. Tugging John's shirt up, Bobby saw Pyro's delicate, pale spine.

John shifted in his sleep, making Bobby freeze.

Pyro let out a sigh, rolling onto his back, one arm flicked to the side, the other under his pillow, John's face facing upwards, smooth lips slightly parted.

Still asleep.

Bobby's grin got wider, staring down at the sliver of pale stomach that was peeking from under John's shirt.

Holding the snowball just centimeters from John's stomach, Bobby couldn't help but let out a soft, evil cackle, letting the snowball fall, square, onto John's belly-button.

A scream of absolute horror echoed around the mansion, the volume and shrill-ness making Kitty look accusingly at Siryn, who just rose her eyebrows.

Point two seconds later, Bobby pelted out of his room, laughing like a lunatic, balls of fire, violent curse words and random pieces of furniture being thrown after him.

((END. i might continue this, i really don't know. XD i hope you like it.))