I'm sure everyone has been wondering where Pietro was and what he was doing while the rest of the Brotherhood was trying to steal the device that trsnsports people to a parallel dimension. Well this is what he could have been doing.

Where Pietro Was In Middleverse

Pietro was out for a run. Lance, Todd, and Fred invited him to help them steal some vaporizing ray, but he turned them down.

'I don't see why they want it,' thought Pietro. 'We don't need a ray gun to take out the X-Losers.'

The speed demon was running ran town, then around the state, then around the country, then around the continent, then around the Earth, for about an hour or so, until he got bored.

"Sometimes it's a curse to be so fast," Pietro said out loud.

He was sitting on the bleachers at the football field. No one was around, so he could talk out loud if he walked and not worry if people thought he was crazy.

But Pietro wouldn't care if anyone thought he was crazy. He didn't care what anyone thought of him.

He got up and headed to the outside basketball field. Someone had left a basketball there. He picked it up and started to dribble it. Pietro made some baskets and just played by himself.

"Pietro Maximoff has the ball. He dribbles down the field. He sees his chance. He's handsome. He shoots." Pietro dribbled the balls, then he shoots it. It goes through the hoop. "He scores! Yeah!"

He makes some more hoops. Rogue, who left the Brotherhood and X-Men to fight over the device, walked by the field. Pietro stopped dribbling and looked at Rogue with an amused look.

"Ah, Vampira! You shouldn't be out in the open. You may burn. . . Or cause someone's eyes to burn out of their head."

Rogue glared at him. "Shut up, Maximoff! Ah'm not in the mood!"

"Well, someone is more moody then usual."

Rogue rolled her eyes and started to walk away.

"Hey," Pietro called. "You didn't want to help the others either?"

"No! It wasn't my fight."

"That's what you're going with?"

Rogue stopped and turned around.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothin'. Just saying I don't think you're loyal."

"Loyal to what?"

"To us. To the team."

"What team? The Brotherhood is just a bunch of delinquents thrown under one roof."

"I didn't know you felt that way about us. And if the others and I are just delinquents, where does that leave you? What makes you so much better then us that you can not only not help us, but help them?"

"I don't help them!"

"Really?" Pietro raised an eyebrow.

Rogue was quiet for awhile.

"Okay, a few times I helped them. So what?"

"So what? You're part of the Brotherhood! That means you help the Brotherhood! Not the X-Men!"

"Stay out of my business!"

Rogue started to walk away again.

"I knew it!" shouted Pietro. "I told Mystique you're not loyal, but that stupid bitch won't listen! You don't care about this team! You want to join the X-Men!"

"What?" yelled Rogue. "I do not!"

"Then explain why you fought Blob and helped the X-Loser get their red-headed telepath back! Why did Toad tell me you felt bad about vaporizing that blue freak? And why are you always talking to the loser with the shades?"

"I don't care about the X-Men!"

"You care about one X-Man!"

"Who?"

"Shades! I see the way you look at him! You wanna ditch us for him! For someone who will never love you!"

"I don't love-"

"You don't love him, but you like him. You think he's charming and great. I know."

"And how would you know how Ah feel? You a telepath?"

"The term you're looking for is empath. Telepaths read minds. Empaths read emotions. And no, I'm not an empath. And I'm not stupid. I know you have feeling for him. But he doesn't for you. Summers likes that Grey chick. And I'm sure she likes him back, but neither of them will admit it, and she trys to hide it by dating that moron Matthews. And if she date to date another guy to hide her feeling for Summers, she could've chosen someone better. Even Blob, who's way far from perfect, is better than that Matthews idiot."

"That's one thing you and Ah can agree on," said Rogue.

"If want to be stupid and go join the X-Losers to try and win him over, be prepared for disapointment."

"What do you know? You're a player! Have you ever cared about a girl so much?"

"Yes," said Pietro. "A long time ago. But she broke my heart. She's the reason I became a player. I'm just trying to save you from heartache."

"Why do you care if I get hurt or not?"

She didn't yell when she asked.

"Because you're part of the Brotherhood and the Brotherhood look out for each other."

The two were silent for awhile until Rogue spoke up.

"You really care about me, don't you? Other wise you wouldn't have made a big deal about it."

Pietro nodded. "Yeah. I do care about you. A lot."

Rogue turned around. "Ah. . Ah guess I'll see you at home."

"Yeah. See ya."

Rogue walked away. Pietro went back to shooting hoops.

A hour later, Pietro decided to go home. He was neer the parking lot when he heard a familiar voice yelling and went over.

It was Mystique, in normal human form. She was yelling about her new car.

"What happened to my new car!" she screamed. "First someone takes my furnature, now my car!"

"Maybe someone vaporized it," smirked Pietro.

Mystique glared at the thin boy.

"What have you done to my car, Maximoff!"

"Oh that's nice. Just blame me. Tch."

Mystique didn't scare Pietro. She may scare Todd, Lance, and Fred, but she didn't scare Pietro. Nothing did.

Pietro saw Rogue hiding behind a tree, looking at the X-Men as they headed to Scott's car.

"She's not loyal."

"Who isn't?"

"Rogue," said Pietro. "She's not loyal. You can try to make she stay, but someday, she'll leave."

Mystique slapped Pietro across the face. He didn't make a peep. He just rest a hand on his burning cheek and glared at the shap-shifter.

"Shut your mouth!" yelled Mystique. "Rogue is a loyal, valuable member and she will stay!"

"Whatever you say, Ms. Darkholme." Pietro atarted to walk away, but then he sopped and turned around to face Mystique with a smile. "And I'm sure your boss will love to hear that you abuse the Brotherhood. Especially his favorite member."

Mystique's eyes went wide. "You won't."

"I will if you ever slap me again. I'm going to let this slide because not only would Rogue leave if she thought you were abusive, but the others would too, and then you'd be in really big trouble."

He took one last glace at Rogue, then ran home.

'I hope you make the right choice in the end, Rogue.'