Disclaimer: I don't own anything: I'm in it for the reviews. Here's a short pointless story (Know any other kind?).

Back To School Supplies

"Okay," Pietro looked around at the various objects on his bed. "All the school supplies we need are here. Lance you read off the checklist and I'll confirm it okay?"

"Right," Lance nodded and read the checklist. "Notebooks?"

"Check!"

"Stink bombs?"

"Check."

"Shaving cream?"

"Check."

"Silly String?"

"Check."

"Rubber bands?"

"Check."

"Firecrackers?"

"Uh…we're out."

"Already?" Lance groaned. "We just got a whole box yesterday! We go through that stuff faster than water! Okay tacks for putting on the X-Geek's chairs?"

"Got 'em!"

"Markers and pens for writing on the desks and the walls?"

"Yup."

"Spray paint?"

"You got it!"

"Magazines for reading in class?"

"Plenty of them."

"Yo-Yo?"

"Yo!" Pietro giggled.

"Nice Toad imitation," Lance sighed. "Okay…tape recorder?"

"Got it. For recording conversations with. Handy to blackmail people."

"Good thinking. Gum?"

"Plenty of that! What's next?"

"Floor polish?" Lance looked up. "Floor polish?"

"Yeah to make the floors extra slippery so my evil homeroom teacher will slip and fall and…" Pietro explained.

"Okay I get the picture," Lance waved and continued reading the list. "Glue gun?"

"Check!"

"Tarantulas. Tarantulas?" Lance yelped.

"I could only find one," Pietro held it in his hands. "Isn't she precious? I've named her Fluffy!"

"Fluffy the Tarantula?" Lance felt queasy. "You realize you are insane. You know that?"

"Isn't she cute?" Pietro cooed while petting it. "You wanna hold it?" He held it up to Lance's face.

"GET THAT THING OUT OF MY FACE!" Lance shouted.

"Oh come on Fluffy's not dangerous!" Pietro told him. "She's been de-fanged and everything. You're not scared are you?"

"Just keep that thing out of my face all right?" Lance tried to growl.

Pietro grinned an evil grin and started to stalk Lance. "Aww? Is little Lancey-Wancy scared of widdle Fluffykins? Hmmm?"

"Get away from me!" Lance walked backwards. "I'm warning you Pietro!"

"Aw come on Lance," Pietro cackled as he teased Lance. "Fluffy just wants to get to know you better! Maybe if she walks around under your shirt…"

"Maybe if she gets swatted by a newspaper!" Lance yelped as Pietro dangled the spider in front of him. "PIETRO QUIT IT!" He knocked the spider out of Pietro's hand. It landed with a bounce and scurried away out of the room.

"Now look what you did?" Pietro snapped.

"Me?" Lance snapped. "If you hadn't teased me with the stupid thing…"

"Fluffy is not stupid!" Pietro snarled. "She's very smart. Smarter than you! I'm gonna make you apologize to her! Fluffy!" He ran out the door and looked around. "Fluffy where are you girl? Oh there you are! Come back here!" He saw the spider run underneath the door. "Naughty girl! Daddy's very angry at you!"

"Hey isn't this Toad's room?" Lance asked.

A loud slurp was heard from inside the room. Pietro's eyes widened and he opened the door, revealing Todd licking his lips.

"Man I just had the best meal!" he crowed. "Hey guys! What's up?"

"MURDERER!" Pietro leapt on top of Todd and started strangling him. Lance grabbed him and pulled him off. "HE ATE FLUFFY!"

"Pietro I'll handle this!" Lance ordered. "You go downstairs. Toad that was Pietro's pet! That was irresponsible! That was awful!" He watched as Pietro disappeared before he got down on his knees. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"

"Huh?" Todd was puzzled.

"Here!" Lance handed him a few dollars. "Take it! You deserve it buddy!" He then walked out whistling. Fred was at the door. He had witnessed the entire scene and was just as puzzled as Todd was.

"Why did Lance give you that money?" Fred walked in, puzzled.

"I have no idea. I just live here," Todd shrugged.