NOTE: A bit of OOC-ness in this fic! *shrug* The Acolytes would seem pretty boring if they weren't...Oh yeah, I didn't spell out their accents...Again. ^^;;

Disclaimer: Psychopathic Maniac no own Acolytes...v_v *sigh*

"The Acolytes go to School"

By: Psychopathic Maniac

Chapter One: SCHOOL...[dun! dun! dun!]

"I CAN'T FEEL THE WAY I DID BEFORE! DON'T TURN YOUR BACK ON ME! I WON'T BE IGNORED!"

"SHUT UP, JOHN!!!" Gambit screamed as he banged on Pyro's door.

"TIME WON'T HEAL THIS DAMAGE ANYMORE! DON'T TURN YOUR BACK ON ME! I WON'T BE IGNORED!" Pyro continued screaming along to the music, suppressing a laugh as he cranked up the volume a few notches higher and strummed his electric guitar harder.

Without his noticing, the door stopping an enraged Gambit from strangling a happy Pyro exploded. The noise of the stereo drowned out the sound of the explosion.

Gambit stalked towards an unsuspecting John and reached for his guitar. He grabbed the fret board and charged it.

Not surprisingly, this caught John's attention. He froze in his spot as he stopped singing and strumming. He reached for his stereo then turned it off.

Slowly, he turned his head...to meet Gambit's flaring eyes.

"Ehe..." He started as he rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "Uh...Hi Gambit. He...he..." He laughed nervously.

Gambit smirked. "You _do_ know what'll happen if I let go, right?" He loved doing this; the look on Pyro's face was priceless!

Pyro slowly nodded, afraid that he will. Though little by little, he was starting to think that the result would always be the same. After all, this wasn't the first time this happened.

As if on cue, Magneto stormed into the room. "What's going on here?!"

Surprised, Gambit let go of Pyro's guitar, forgetting that he was charging it.

BOOM!!! (A/N: *grins stupidly*)

Poor Pyro...

Magneto - who was covered in soot - coughed out, "Where's John?"

To answer his query, "AAAHHHHHH!!!" Came a high-pitched screeched from up above. "OOF!" Came the voice again; this time, from a heap on the floor. Dazed, Pyro gently stood up, picked up his wrecked guitar, then sat back down, pouting.

Gambit raised an eyebrow at him. 'Whoa. He sure recovers fast...' He thought. 'I guess after all the times I did this, he's finally getting used to it.' The thought made him smirk.

Colossus rushed into the room and surveyed the rubble. "Who did it this time?" He asked, sighing.

"I've had enough of this!" Magneto snapped. "This is the third time this week that this happened!"

Gambit and Pyro dropped their heads, ashamed.

"Do you know how much I spend a week just to have your rooms fixed?!" Magneto continued.

The duo shook their heads, keeping their gaze on the floor, like little children who got caught stealing a cookie from the cookie jar.

"The two of you are really lacking discipline!" Magneto added. "I hate to do this but you leave me no choice..." He started.

Pyro's head shot up, "NO!" He shouted. "Not that! Please, anything but that!"

John's pleas fell upon deaf ears as Magneto finished,

"You're going to school!"

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Well? How was that for a first chapter? Short, I know. But that's all I could type since we have our first mid-term exam tomorrow. ^^;

Review please! ^^