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When the delivery van had pulled away, and the students whose turn it was to put all the new groceries away had a chance to start their gargantuan task, Scott exchanged a look with the girl beside him and shrugged. He hated grocery duty, most of all because they could have all taken an extra half hour break if the Professor would only let their resident pain-in-the-backside do it for them. Oh no, they had to learn responsibility and do things for themselves. Not let someone else do it all for them in the blink of an eye. Scott suspected that the Professor laid down that rule specifically after the 'ketchup belongs in the fridge' (Position Xavier) vs. 'ketchup belongs in the cupboard' (Position Maximoff) argument.
"Oh, wow…" Jubilation stepped back from the pallet she had just uncovered, and gave Scott a look halfway between amazement and delight, "Did we do something right?"
On the floor in front of her was an entire shipping pallet full of boxes and boxes of Twinkies, Ding Dongs, Ho Hos, and every other delicious high-sugar junk Hostess had graced the world with.
"It must be a mistake"
Scott flipped through the grocery list they'd made, looking to see what they'd actually ordered, getting to the bottom and sighing impatiently. He turned the list round to show his classmate the untidy scrawl at the bottom under Xavier's careful handwriting, adding a few extra items to the list.
"14 boxes Twinkies," she read aloud, becoming more incredulous as she continued, "10 boxes Ring Dings…. Scott, the Professor's going to kill us"
"Let's just get it put away quickly before he notices"
"I can help with that"
Jubilation's hair flew over her face and tangled in her earrings as Peter seemingly materialised beside her, eying the pallet of junk with undisguised joy.
"Was this you?" Scott demanded, shoving the altered list under the speedster's nose. Peter grinned, and after the tiniest fraction of blurred movement simply shrugged innocently and said
"Was what? I didn't do anything"
"The list, Maximoff. Did you add all this crap to…" Scott trailed off, examining the list, which now bore no traces of any additions.
"I think you're imagining things, man. Maybe you're even imagining this pile of snacks?"
"You switched the lists"
"Whoa… Jubilee, is it me or is Scott paranoid lately?"
"Don't be a smartass, you KNOW it was you added this stuff to the list, who else would do a thing like that?"
"Look, man, I really don't know why you're wasting time yelling at me. Way I see it, you're in charge of the grocery delivery this week and you've got a whole lot of junk food that you need to hide before Xavier sees that you ordered it without telling him"
"But – "
"But nothing. These are going in the back pantry, behind the cans." He leaned down slightly and gave Scott another irritating smirk, "I won't tell the Professor you let it happen. So we're cool, right?"
This time, Jubilation backed off and held her long hair down whilst the boxes were transferred to their hiding place with dizzying speed, before Peter had again appeared in front of them licking cream filling off his fingers.
"Seriously, the Professor's whole 'balanced diet' thing has got to go"
He looked thoughtful for a second, before vanishing and reappearing with a box of Twinkies in his hand, briefly stopping to wink at Jubilation and offer her one
"You guys can finish this, right?"
Then he was gone. Scott rubbed his forehead, fought an urge to curse, and went back to the list. Jubilation glanced up at him shyly
"You want half a Twinkie?" she asked.
A/N : Thank you so much for reviewing my previous ficlet, ScentedHairpin. You inspired me to write more!