Le Zapper

Chapter One: Why again?

Author: Icy Flame

Icy: Oh I think this is the SECOND POST Day of Recovery fic! YAY!

W: I would recommend reading the first one, it's awesome!

Icy: Yeah it was! Hehe I loved it!

W: Enjoy!

            Pietro looked left and then right, this would do. His previous rooming had been worse…much worse than this place. It had a decent amount of rooms; enough to make it roomy while not enough to make it too noticeable. He splayed out on a couch and flipped on a television as his housemates entered the t.v. area. Ignoring them he began to flip through the channels like there was no tomorrow.

 "Cripes ya can't barely see what's on the teley! Slow down ya little bugger!" St. John yelled, attempting to grab the remote. Remy just laughed and sat down in a near by armchair, resting his feet on the coffee table. He began to shuffle through some cards as he watched Pyro and Quicksilver battle it out over who got the remote. Of course all the arguments ceased when Pitro came into the room and thrust his hand in between the two. The reluctantly handed it over to the large metal shielding mutant and pouted. Pitro turned off the TV and pushed the coffee table away, Remy's feet landing with a thud on the floor. He was about to protest but decided against it since his opponent could crush him on a mere whim.

   It was a well-known fact that the Russian adolescent meditated for an hour each day, why none of the others knew but when they had asked about it received a rather nasty retort. The teenager had broken the VCR as a warning not to disrupt him during his meditation, one that none of them had forgotten.

 "You know this is all you fault." St. John hissed at Pietro, who glared and flicked him in the head with his speed. Pyro took out a match and tried to light the speedster on fire. The two lunged at each other and began to duke it out on the floor. Each rolling to and trying to pummel the other. Fist flew as well as feet. When they realized that they could inflict more damage kicking AND punching at the same time they tried to get on the bottom as to have a better view of 'where' to kick. Each threw out random insults as they went on also, collecting the rapt attention of the other two young men.

"Speed freak"

"Fire addicted"

"Obsessive Sugar pig"

" Fanatical Flamer"

"Loser"

"Butthead"

"Bastard"

"Ass wad"

"Mother fu-"

        "That is enough!" roared a deep voice, which could only belong to one person…Magneto. They paused and turned to their 'leader'. He looked none to happy to see them normally and in their current situation he looked even madder.

    Remy was scowling, Pitro looked less then amused and Pietro and St. John each held each other in fighting positions. Quicksilver was on top, his fist inches away from Pyro's, Pyro fist in a similar arrangement.

  "I don't really care what the hell you think you were doing but you will be punished for it! All of you have chore duty for the rest of the week. Remy floors and gardening, Pitro dusting and windows, Pietro meal duty, St. John laundry…and bathroom duty." The boys moaned about their punishments but a strict glare from Magnus stopped that. "Any complainants? *pauses* I thought not. Well GET TO WORK!" He left the room with a swoop of his cape.

  "Man you just had to save him didn't you?" Pyro groaned, looking at Quicksilver accusingly.

      Remy joined in, "You just couldn't let his giant metalman toy fall on him?"

  "Hey when a man who can move metal with a mere thought yanks you by your BLOOD there isn't much you can do about it!" Pietro pouted. Turning to leave and attend the second meal of the day. The others spilt up and left to do their chores as well, of course grumbling all the way along with plotting how to seek revenge on their house mates.

Icy: Sorry just hit me as a random thought!


W: hehe I love being a muse.

Icy: Review and tell us what ya think!

W: For anyone who doesn't know what 'le zapper' is it is Television remote in French!

Icy: That's what doing my vocab. will do to me in that class!