I don't own the X-men.
There it was. Just sitting there. Taunting her. Read me, it whispered.
John's notebook.
Bright yellow (no surprise there), a pencil laying across it, no John in sight...it was perfect. To finally learn what he wrote about, to finally quench that curious thrist...
But she knew she shouldn't. In fact, she kept thinking about getting up and leaving.
But she wouldn't.
To distract herself, she started trying to figure out how he could've forgotten it at the Brotherhood's house, or why he brought it over, or even what he was doing there in the first place...
Coming back to Earth, she realized that she had, unknowingly, pulled the notebook toward her, so that is was right in front of her. Absentmindedly curling a finger in her hair, she was wondering about what to do with it when Toad entered the kitchen.
"Hey, Snuggle-bums, whatcha got there?" he said, plopping down on the chair next to her. She hexed him away, but not before he saw what she had infront of her.
"Suger-kins! What're you doing with that basterd's notebook?!" It was no secret that Pyro wrote a lot in his spare time. Toad lunged for it, but Wanda picked it up and held it away from him. Using his tounge, Toad managed to wrentch it from her grasp and was almost out the door with it before she hexed him. Dropping it, he laid in a heap by the wall where she threw him, and she kneed him in the nuts before picking up the notebook and heading to her room. However, she was intercepted by Pietro.
"." The notebook was out of her hands and halfway across the house before she even blinked.
"PIETRO! YOU GIVE ME THAT NOW!" The lights in the house started flickering, the ones nearest her breaking completely. Pietro was dragged back to her upside down by her hex powers while Lance came and started asking what was going on.
"She'sgotthatnogoodSOB'snotebookandIwanttoseewhathe'swritingandwhyWanda'ssointohim."
Wanda's eyes flashed dangerously as she said,"I'm not into him."
"That's right, cuz snuffle-bussims is my girl." Toad wheezed out as he staggered out of the kitchen, his hands still holding his privates area.
"Let's get something straight, amphibian. I'm not your anything. I'm not anyone's anything. Especially your girl." And with that, Wanda grabbed the notebook out of her twins still upside down hands and stormed from the house, wearing only her scarlett tank top and favorite black jeans, throwing on a black jacket as she left.
Fred lumbered down stairs, having just woken up at three. Staring at everyone, he asked:
"Did I miss something?"