This takes place somewhere in the middle of season two, so Wanda isn't part of the Brotherhood yet and Tabitha still is part of the Brotherhood.

Enjoy!

Pietro was looking through the bills with a grim expression on his face.

'1,500 dollars for water! 5,500 dollars and 72 cents for phone! Who-? Oh right. Probably because of Lance talking to his precise Kitty so much.'

He flipped through the rest of the bills.

'There's no way we can pay for these! With Mystique gone, we have no one to pay the bills! Then again, she probably wouldn't pay if she was around. The lazy, slutly, bitchy whore. And there's no way I can ask Magneto for money. He'd just tell me to be a mutant and find a way to make the money on my own. Which is fine. I'll do that right now.'

He grabbed the newspaper and looked in the section of the paper where the jobs were.

One caught his eye. The newspaper called the Daily Globe needed a new photographer.

'I can do that. I can take pics AND write the story! This job won't pay all the bills, but it's a start.'

Pietro zoomed into the living room. The rest of the Brotherhood was already there.

Tabitha, Todd, and Fred were fighting over the remote and Lance was trying to play his guitar. Trying being the key word.

"Would you guys cut it out!" he yelled. "Stop fighting and pick a stupid chanel already!"

"I'll pick somethin' when these two let go of the remote, yo!" exclaimed Todd.

"We're not watching any of your stupid shows, Toad!" yelled Tabitha.

"I'm missing wreslting bacuse of you two!" shouted Fred.

"Okay!" boomed Pietro, clapping his hands together. "If everyone would stop for one sec please."

The Brotherhood stopped to look at their speed demon teammate.

"What's up, Tro?" asked Lance.

"Weeeeell, the bills came in today."

"Oh god. Do we even want to know how much?"

"No."

The Brotherhood groaned.

"It's fine. I got it covered."

"How, yo?"

"I'm going to get a job."

"What? A job? Are you serious, Speedy?" asked Tabitha.

"I need to, Tabs. We have no money, and to get money, I need to work, which means I need a job."

"Where are you going to work?" asked Fred.

"I'm going to get a few different jobs," said Pietro. "My first, hopefully, will be for the Daily Globe newspaper as a photographer. Maybe I'll also be a reporter if I'm luck."

"You know what, guys," said Lance. "Maybe we should look for work too."

"WHAT!" exclaimed Todd, Fred, and Tabitha.

"Come on! Pietro can't be the only one working! We all live in this house, so we should all pay the bills."

"Glad you feel that way," said Pietro. "Because personally." He rushed over and whispered in Lance's ear. "Something tells me the phone bill is all you and Kitty."

Lance blushed. "Yeah. Sorry."

"Pay the bill and I'll forgive you."

He handed the bill you Lance.

"Well, while you four think about if you want to work and where you'll get a job, I'm off to Queens to get me that job."

"The paper is in Queens?" asked Todd.

"It's not that far from Bayville. Beside, I have super-speed, remember?"

"Oh yeah, yo. Good point."

"Catch yous later."

Pietro bolted out of the house.