Okay, has anyone else noticed that after the first season, Evan and Pietro didn't seem to have much of a rivalry anymore? It makes me wonder if something happened that made the two stop fighting. This takes place right after season one and they're all one year older. And yes, I am aware of the fact that Kurt and Evan are in the same grade, I just did what I did to make the story work out.

Warning: Evan will be kind of crude in this story, and they might seem a little bit like pervs, but don't worry, it's not slash, but there will be a few scenes of fluffiness. I try to treat the teens in my stories like they're regular teenage kids, even though they're really not that normal, it's easier to see them like that. Read and review!

Evan sighed as his science teacher blabbed on about how marriages worked out. He had been drawing on his desk, then gotten bored with that and was now looking around the room at his classmates.

He rolled his eyes as he saw a girl named Cindy pass her friend a note. Her friend giggled as she read the note, then passed it to Pietro, who had somehow gotten stuck in a class with Evan. He rolled his eyes and snickered after he read it, then gave the note to Evan. Evan opened the note and gave a slight smile as he read, Snot Boy is digging for gold again:P pass it on. Then he frowned as he realized he was being mean but it was too late as the person beside him took the note and read it.

Pretty soon, the whole class had passed the note around and it had finally reached Greg, a.k.a. Snot Boy. He frowned as he read the note and stood up and went to the teacher.

"Mrs. Talkalot, I have to tell you something important!" He sniffled as he spoke.

"The name is Mrs. Talpatot, Snot B-, er, Greg. What happened this time?" She asked in an annoyed tone.

"Somebody wrote a mean note about me," he whined.

"Let me see it," she said, sighing as she spoke. She read it and sighed melodramatically. "Alright, who wrote the note?"

None of the students opened their mouths or blamed one another.

"If nobody admits to doing this, the whole class will be punished with four pages of homework from your workbook."

Suddenly Pietro stood up. "I saw who did it." Cindy gulped. "It was Daniels."

Cindy's face immediately showed relief but Evan's face went from annoyed to furious. "No I didn't! It wasn't me! I don't have handwriting like that! It was Cindy, not me!"

The teacher looked appalled. "Blaming a straight A student for your own benefits is not gentlemanly. I'm going to have to send you to the office, Evan."

Evan glared at Pietro. "You are so going to pay for this."

Pietro's response was just a smirk, a wink, and a mock salute. "Whatever you say, Daniels."

Right before Evan was about to leave, the teacher stopped him. "Before you leave, Evan, I want to let you know about the project we're having in a couple of days. Remember that parent letter note I sent about the two week long field trip we're taking and what it's about?"

"I don't remember what it said," Evan said. In reality, he hadn't really read the paper at all, he had only made sure to get it signed by Ororo, who had stared at him strangely but nevertheless signed it.

"We're going to the mountains for two weeks. As you children know, we've been studying marital things for a while now."

A few kids nodded. "Anyway, I'm going to pair you up with somebody and you're going to act like a husband a wife should. Some girls will be paired up with girls, and some boys will be with boys; get over it if it happens to you. I'm not going to make any changes even if you want to…KILL the person you're paired up with. Here is the list: Cindy Caller and Greg Googler. Carlie Cooper and Sammy Sampson. Kitty Pryde and Todd Tolansky…"

Cindy and Kitty both had looks of horror on their faces. Carlie was content though, because Sammy was her 'true love'.

Evan zoned out for a while, making sure to pay enough attention so that he could his name when it was called.

"…and last of all, Pietro Maximoff and Evan Daniels."

"What?" Pietro said in a high pitched voice. "I can't be with HIM!"

"And I can't be with Pietro!" Evan complained. He glared at Pietro, who looked just as upset. "I'm not going to do this project."

"The state of New York says you have to do it," she said. "Plus, it's worth seventy five percent of your grade."

"Seventy-five!" Evan shrieked like a little girl. He was passing the class with a seventy. If he did this project, he could get his grade up to at least a C, or maybe even a B! His mood went from angry, to joyful, to upset. Pietro didn't give a damn about his grades. He'd probably ruin everything for Evan anyways. He glanced at Pietro, who was still scowling. "C'mon Pietro, just for this once, can you PLEASE cooperate with me and show up for the trip on…"

"Saturday." The teacher finished for him.

"Yeah, that."

Pietro looked as if he were deep in thought. "I'll think about it."

Evan grunted as he walked out the classroom and headed towards the office. 'Pietro isn't going to do it. I just know it. It's already Thursday, and he said he'll think about it. Whenever a girl says that, they mean never. I wonder if when Pietro says that he means never also.' He thought.

"Mr. Daniels, how many times are you going to be sent to the office this year?" Kelly asked exasperatedly. He was brand new to the job, but Evan had already been there twice since he'd been there.

"It wasn't my fault this time though! Pietro-"

"Listen, how about neither of us torture one another and you can just sit here the rest of the day until the last bell rings. Deal?" Kelly said. He had a feeling he wasn't going to like this principal job very much.

Evan opened his mouth to complain once more, but just sighed dramatically and shook Kelly's hand. "Deal."

A couple of minutes later, Evan was thinking about what it would be like to be 'married' to Pietro.

'I'm definitely going to be the husband of the group. Pietro'll be cooking all my meals for me and he'll make sure to give me extra servings of milk. Also, he'll give me a foot rub when I want one, and before I let him do anything he wants to do, I'm gonna make him say, "You're the handsomest, smartest, awesomest person in the world and I absolutely adore you." Wait a minute, what the hell am I thinking? Pietro would never do ANYTHING I say!' Evan stopped thinking about that and focused on trying to fall asleep.

Eventually, he did, and he had dreams of Pietro wearing a maid suit, waiting on him hand and foot.

"Master Evan, here are the grapes you asked for." Pietro said as he bowed and held out the plate of fruit.

Evan popped the grape into his mouth, chewed a little while, then spit it out onto Pietro's shoes. "That has a seed in it!"

"Yes…grapes come like that." Pietro said nervously, twisting his skirt in his hand.

"I wanted seedless grapes! Do you have any idea what could have just happened to me just now?"

"You could have…choked?" Pietro looked like he knew he was about to get his head chopped off.

"Yes!"
"I'm very sorry Master Daniels."

Evan looked at the young man in front of him. "Well, since I'm in a good mood, I'll go easy on you this time."

Pietro grinned. "Thank you Master."

"Wash the dishes, do the laundry, sweep the kitchen, do the…uh…do you know what rhymes with laundry?"

"Calling? Molly? Polly? Holly?"
"I didn't ask for GIRLS' names, you idiotic servant you."

"Sorry."

"Whatever. Rub my feet."

"Why the hell would I do that?" Pietro asked.

"Pietro, you're just a servant! How could you even say something like that?"

"Since when am I your servant? Fudge this, I'm going home." Well, Pietro didn't really say fudge, but, you get the point.

"Pietro?" Evan mumbled as he opened his eyes groggily and saw Pietro blinking at him.

"You were talking in your sleep and telling me to rub your feet and that I'm your servant and crap like that." Pietro grinned.

Evan groaned. "Why couldn't you let me live in my fantasy world for just a little while?"

Pietro ignored him. "First of all, school is over, second of all, I've come to tell you that I've thought about it, and, I'll do it. Not for you of course, but for my own purposes."

"And that would be…" Evan was now fully awake.

Pietro smirked and winked at Evan. "Wouldn't you like to know." And with that, he left.

"Man, I have got to stop thinking about weird things before I go to sleep." Evan said as he stood up and stretched. He sighed in relief as his spine and neck bones popped. Sleeping in a wooden chair was NOT comfortable.

On the way home, Evan started realizing the horror of what he had just done. In just two days, he was going to be spending every single freaking moment with one of the people he hated most. Pietro Maximoff.

He spent the whole walk home fuming about the whole situation. Once he finally got home, he heard everyone in the dining room, meaning he had gotten home just in time for dinner. He walked into the dining room and greeted everyone with a, "Hey." and sat down at the table, at the same time making sure everyone knew he was pissed off.

"Geez, what's wrong now, Evan?" Kitty asked.

"Oh nothing, nothing at all, besides the fact that I got paired up with Pietro Maximoff on a stupid project that's two weeks long!" Evan said exasperatedly.

"Puh-lease, if anyone should be complaining, it's me. I got paired up with the Toad."
"Yeah, but at least he doesn't have a grudge at you for something you didn't do and doesn't like messing with you every second of the day!"
Kitty rolled her eyes. "I have to share a room with a slimy, disgusting creepy dude who eats flies. Like, who wouldn't be upset about that? At least Pietro isn't gross."

Evan groaned. "I can't believe I have to go on a two week trip and spend every second of the day with Pietro."

"Are you talking about that sophomore project where you have to pretend you're married to someone?" Kurt asked. Evan and Kitty nodded. "I remember that, I was paired up with Amanda Sefton."

"That weird chick?" Evan asked. "She's kinda freaky sometimes."

"Well, I don't think so. I think she's kind of pretty and nice and…" he trailed off as he noticed the other X-Men staring at him strangely.

"Oo, sounds like Kurt has the hots for Amanda." Kitty giggled.

"Wow Kurt, of all girls, you choose HER to fall in love with?" Rogue asked, smirking.

"I don't love her; I was just saying she was nice! I'm not going to say she's ugly and mean! How would you like it if someone asked me to describe one of you girls and I said you weren't pretty and nice?" Kurt asked.

"Gosh, we were just, like, joking." Kitty said.

"So, Evan, are you going to go on the trip?" Scott asked.

"As much as I hate to admit it, I really need the grade. I have no idea why they made a project like THIS 75% of our grade, but…yeah, I'm going to do it." Evan sighed melodramatically for the umpteenth time of the day.

"Tomorrow's going to be a long day," Scott muttered. Jean rolled her eyes as she agreed with him silently.

"I can't believe I got paired up with a X-Chick, yo!" Todd complained.

"It's not that bad…" Fred said.

"No, it's terrible! I don't think I can survive two weeks with any X-Man chick, let alone Kitty Pryde."

"Did you just say you had to spend two weeks with Kitty?" Lance poked his head through the door.

"Yeah, it's for some stupid life skills project." Todd groaned. He brightened up a little. "You'll never guess who Pietro got paired up with."

"Cindy?" Lance guessed. Pietro liked Cindy, who liked Sammy, who secretly was gay and liked Pietro.

"Nah, she got paired up with Greg." Pietro entered the area from a dark corner he had been mysteriously hiding in. "I got paired up with Evan Daniels."

"No freaking way, you can't be serious!" Lance started laughing.

"Yep, I'm totally serious. I have to spend two whole weeks with a guy who hates me."
"At least you didn't get paired up with some peppy girl like Kitty," Toad said. "She has got to be the most annoying X-Man besides Jean."

"Don't tell me you two are actually going," Lance said.

"Well, we weren't, but Toad and I made a deal. Whoever lasts the longest with their partner wins; the loser has to be the winner's slave for two weeks." Pietro said. "Of course, I can never turn down a challenge, so I agreed. I'm going to make Daniels' life as terrible as possible."

Lance glared at Todd. "You'd better not do anything to Kitty."

Todd rolled his eyes. "Like I'd do anything to hurt a X-woman. They'd tear me limb from limb if I did so much as give Kitty a mean glance."

Lance seemed satisfied enough with that answer and looked at Pietro, who was thinking about how he was going to ruin their project. Pietro didn't really care about his grades much, so he could care less if what he did made them get an F.

'Good thing there's no school tomorrow because of some staff meeting. I'll have plenty of time to think of all the terrible things I can do to Evan. Ugh, that sounds so cliché. I need to think of something more descriptive but not too cheesy. I wonder what it'll be like living with Evan for a little while…'

Pietro started wondering about how they would have their meals, where they would sleep, and what sort of things they would do and things of that sort. He was sure the teacher would explain those things to him on Saturday. 'Stupid school,' he thought. 'at least I have don't have to be bored while school is out for two weeks while they're repairing things up. It's really fun messing with Evan. I wonder if he'll be willing to do anything for me, like cooking and acting as my personal maid.'

Pietro then grinned as he imagined Evan in a maid's suit, serving him hand and foot.

"Master Maximoff, I've brought you your royal sandwich." Evan said, bowing as he showed Pietro a silver platter with a sandwich on it.

"You fool! I said I only wanted peanut butter and jelly this time!" Pietro yelled, beating Evan, his servant on the head with the newspaper he had been reading.

"Actually sir, you asked for the usual."

"Are you implying that I'm an idiot?"

"No! Not at all! It's just that…well…you do tend to forget things a lot."
"So you are. Huh."

"Please, I'm sorry! I beg for mercy!" Evan went on his knees, a draft going up his dress as he did, causing Pietro to see his white boxers.

"Fine then. Since I'm a nice guy, I'll let you off this time. Just get me my usual sandwich that I usually eat."

"But you just asked for PB&J."

"No, I asked for my usual! What's wrong with you!"
"I'm sorry…"

"And NO crust!" Pietro yelled after Evan as he left.

Evan came back with the sandwich. Pietro quickly glanced down at it, and gasped as he opened it up.

"Evan! This isn't my usual, it's ham and cheese with mayonnaise!" Pietro shrieked. "It's not even PB&J!"

"Oh, suck it up." Evan rolled his eyes as he took the sandwich back, took out the ham, and wiped the mayonnaise that was on it all over Pietro's face and hair. He tore up the cheese and ham and sprinkled it into Pietro's hair, then massaged it in. Pietro couldn't do a thing about it because he was somehow tied up to the huge chair he had been sitting it. Evan took the bread and stuff it into Pietro's mouth, wiped his hands on his maid dress, and took a step back to admire his handiwork. "Looks pretty good, if I do say so myself." He then looked Pietro in the eye and said, "Pietro, is something wrong?"

"Is something wrong?" Pietro laughed hysterically. "Is something wrong? You just put food all over my face and beautiful hair and you're asking me if I'm OKAY?"

Evan started to change, as did Pietro's surroundings. He noticed he was back at the Brotherhood Boarding House and the others were staring at him with amused looks on their faces.

"You shouldn't sit still so much, Pietro. I don't think it's good for your health." Fred said.

"Yeah, you just started freaking out over your hair and face for no reason and telling us we were your servants." Todd said.

"You looked pretty crazy," Lance said. "But, it was pretty funny at the same time."

"Leave me alone," Pietro snarled, blushing madly at the thought that he had let his imagination get the best of him. "I'm going out for a run."

Evan stared at his best friend, Bill. They had been friends for the longest time, for as long as he could remember, actually. They had met when Evan was only five years old, and he was introduced to him by his Aunt Ororo. Bill was very kind and considerate and always knew what to say when he was in a bad mood. Without Bill, Evan didn't think he'd ever get any sleep.

"So, Bill, how was your day today?"

"It was pretty good. I played solitaire for a while, then I took a long nap." Bill answered.

"That's good." Evan replied.

Bill looked at his friend's face and frowned. "What's wrong, Evan? And don't say you're fine or it's nothing because I can tell when you're upset."

"Bill, you're so lucky you don't have to go to school." Evan said.

"Well, since my mutant powers allow me to know everything, I guess I don't have to. Plus, I'm sort of glad. People might not take too kindly to seeing someone as strange and short as me." Bill said, grinning at Evan. "Anywho, back to your problems. What's wrong?"
"Remember that one guy I told you about-his name is Pietro Maximoff-that's always bothering me and getting me in trouble?"

"The one who got you sent to jail?" Bill asked.

"Yeah, that's the one. And remember that stupid life skills class they make each sophomore take?"
"Yep."

"Well, we were studying marriage and stuff like that, when Mrs. Talkalot decided to make this project up where we go into New York state into the mountains and we have to get paired up with somebody for two whole weeks. Guess who I got paired up with?"

"Who?"

"Pietro Maximoff, the speed demon, a.k.a., Quicksilver." Evan said sulkily.

"Evan?"

"Yes, Bill?"
"I'm sure Pietro won't mess with you," Bill said, "and if he does, I'll make sure to take care of him for you. How about that?"

Evan laughed. "I don't think he's scared of anything. I doubt he'll be afraid of you."

"Hey, you never know, he can have a phobia to guys like me. I don't know what it's called but…" Bill trailed off as he heard footsteps.

"Quick, Bill, hide!" Evan said. He had managed to hide Bill from the X-Mansion for a whole entire year, his bubble wasn't about to be busted right now. Bill immediately hid under the bed, then coughed. "It's dusty down here," Bill complained.

"Shut it," Evan hissed as his door opened.

It was Kitty. "Evan, I just wanna say that I'm like, sorry for not feeling sorry for you earlier. Getting ANY of the Brotherhood for a partner would like, suck. Well, maybe not Lance, like, he's kind of nice."

Evan rolled his eyes. "If I had to choose a Brotherhood member to live an eternity with, it'd definitely be Lance."

"Duh, like, who WOULDN'T choose Lance over Pietro, Todd, and Fred?" Kitty giggled.

"Well, I'm getting tired, so I'm going to bed. G'night, Kitty."

"Good night, Evan." She phased out of the room.

Evan helped Bill out from under the bed and dusted him off. "She said one too many likes."

"I know. I hope she breaks out of that habit pretty soon." Evan said.

"Good night, Evan." Bill said as he snuggled with Evan.

"Good night, Bill." Evan said as he lied down on his bed.

That night both Pietro and Evan had dreams of Magneto and Professor Xavier with whips in their hands, making the boys do their every will.

As they brushed off the sweat off their faces, they both looked at each other and said together, "I hate you."

Yeah, not any meaning to the dreams. I just wanted to be humorous and try to show that the boys actually daydreamed sometimes, and show how alike they are. I might make a joke about it in a later chapter. And I hope you don't hate my OC Bill, if you haven't figured out what kind of guy he is yet, you'll know in a later chapter. Evan's in for some real teasing! Bill probably isn't going to turn out to be what you intended him to be…

Anyways, hope you enjoyed the first chapter! I will be updating my other stories when I get the chance, and I'm about to post another new story, but each chapter is about 5000-8000 words long, so it's going to take me a while. I think you're really going to enjoy it. In my next chapter, I can tell you a summary of what it is if you tell me to in your reviews.