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A/N: AIIII! *does happy dance* I can't believe the nice reviews that I got! Yay-yay-yayness! ^_^ Thank ye kindly for all the nice compliments and encouragement to continue, everyone! You really made my day!
And A note to Ann, the reviewer: ^_^ Don't worry, I'll be writing an Evan/Pietro slash soon...and this may possibly turn into one if enough people want it too...
Pietro stared, Scott gaped, and Kurt choked on his Gut-Bomb in mid-swallow. After he managed to swallow he too was gaping at Evan. Evan felt heat rise to his dark face. He hadn't really meant to SAY that, but Pietro had been so annoying he'd said the first thing that came to mind. Although, he had to admit that the look of shock and almost horror on Pietro's pale face was pretty damn funny.
Evan smirked as his voice returned to normal. "What's the matter, Pietro?" he asked lightly. "Finally afraid that you can take a dare?"
Pietro's look of shock turned to defiance and stubbornness. "Of course I could do that, Daniels! I can do anything, and that includes being an X-Man, as disgusting at the thought sounds."
"I dunno," Evan snickered. "Lance couldn't cut it, and one of our members happened to like him. What makes you think that YOU can do it?"
Pietro's blue eyes darkened and he glared at them. "Lance went because his precious little Kitty-cat was there, Daniels, and from what I heard you guys were giving him a rough time AND blaming him for every little thing gone wrong."
Evan and Scott flinched. It was true, after all. They had picked on him just because he was a Brotherhood member, and judged him falsely. It had been a mistake that they didn't like to admit they'd made, especially Scott.
Evan waved his hand as though it wasn't important. "Anyways, that's my challenge for you. The dare. You gunna accept it or not?"
"Uh, Evan...," Scott put a hand on his friend's shoulder. "Maybe we should run this through the Prof. first..."
Pietro smirked and folded his arms. "What's wrong, Shades? Need Baldy's permission to do everything? Can't make a choice on your own without him? Or are you just gunna tell me he said no because you know I can do it just as easily as you can?"
Now it was Scott's turn to glare, though it was hard to tell through the ruby-quartz sunglasses. "Nevermind. I'm sure Professor X will think it's a GREAT idea."
"Um, I don't mean to interrupt..." Kurt said hesitantly "But Perhaps vee are overreacting here. I mean, zis EEZ Quicksilver vere talking about. Do you really WANT him as zee X-Mansion? I don't know eef Kitty and zee uzzers vill be too keen on zee idea..."
Evan had to silently agree with Kurt on that one. He wouldn't put it pass Pietro to run by while the girls were in the shower or dressing or something, but it was too late to back out now... "Oh lighten up Kurt," Evan said nonchalantly. "I don't think he'll last long. He'll be gone by the next morning."
Pietro smirked and leaned towards Evan. "What day, and what time should I be over?"
Evan smirked back and leaned in close so he was almost nose to nose with the silver-haired boy. "I'll call you on it."
Pietro stood up. "I'll be waiting!" And with that, he sped off.
Scott and Kurt looked at Evan, who was now eating his apple again, with a strange look on his face. "Dude, what were you thinking?!" asked Scott.
"Zis iz Quicksilver, man! It is going to be a disaster vaiting to happen! He'll destroy zee mansion, or set hurricane's loose, or SOMESEENG!"
Evan sighed. "What did you expect me to say, dude? I was on the spot!"
Scott shook his head. "Evan, this is a BAD idea."
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"Evan, this is a WONDERFUL idea!"
Scott could only stare at Professor Xavier after they'd finished explaining the situation. He's thought the Prof. would give Evan some kind of moral speech and tell his it probably wasn't the best thing to do and he'd have to call it off. He's WANTED him to say that! HE certainly didn't want that spoiled brat of a Brotherhood Boy living with them, even if it WAS only for a week!
"Professor, you can't be serious!" Kitty said, a look of shock on her face. She wasn't the only one. Almost every X-Face at the dinner table was staring at the Professor. "You really want Pietro Maximoff, Quicksilver, the jerk-king with the silver-hair, the ALBINO FREAK to stay HERE at the X-Mansion for a WEEK?!?!"
"Having Pietro here is DANGEROUS!" Amara cried.
"He iz a nutcase!" cried Kurt.
"He's immature," Jean mumbled.
"He's a jerk," said Bobby grumpily.
"Who IS he?" asked Jamie, giving a confused look to the others.
"A silver-haired moron with an ego the size of Jupiter," Rouge mumbled, irritated at Evan for making such a stupid dare to Pietro.
"Now please, everyone listen to me." The professor folded his hands. "It's important that we unite the mutants of the world, including the Brotherhood, and if the others see Pietro become an X-Man and stay one they may follow. They look up to him as much as they looked up to Lance. It's important that we try and bring them all to our side, but I'd say the one we need here most is Pietro."
"Why?" asked Jean curiously. "He's not the strongest of them all. At anything, I'd probably say Boom-Boom or Lance was. Why's he so valuable?"
"It's not all value, Jean, it's for his own protection. Out of respect for Pietro, I can't tell you everything, but I can tell you this; Pietro as a trait that makes him more...vulnerable to Magneto's will than any mutant alive. If Magneto comes back, and Pietro follows, it's likely we'll never get the Brotherhood to join us."
Everyone sat in silence around the table for awhile, until Logan spoke up. "Look Chuck, I know you mean well, and I know as well as you do why Pietro's so helpless against Magneto. But really, do you think that boy'll last five minutes here at the manor? Taking orders for drills and exercises ain't exactly his style, he's probably is a pain in the neck at school, and he's obnoxious. I think the only reason LANCE obeyed orders was because he wanted to impress Kitty."
Kitty blushed, coughed, and busied herself with her salad. Rouge rolled her eyes. "Ah I can see yer point, but what's so special about him?"
"It's not really our place to tell...," said Hank softly.
Jean looked intently at the professor. "So...you can't tell us why he's so vulnerable?"
Ororo shook her head. "I'm sorry, but no. We," she motioned to the Prof., Logan, and Hank, "All know, but I don't think you need to. It's Pietro's life and information, and I suggest you don't ask him about it. For one thing, we KNOW he won't tell you, since he hasn't even told the Brotherhood, but also it's a very touchy subject." Ororo gave a look that said the topic was closed.
"Anyways," Charles continued "This is the perfect chance. Evan, after dinner please call Pietro and tell him that he can come over at five o'clock this Friday."
Evan groaned, as did a few others, along with some dirty looks, but kept his comments to himself. What the hell had he gotten himself dragged into?!
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"No way! You're kidding, right?" laughed Tabitha as she collapsed into a chair.
"Dude, you're actually gunna do it?!?!" Freddy asked has he gaped, forgetting about the giant sandwich in his hands.
"Hey man, don't go! We'll loose you to the Geek-Squad, yo!" Todd protested from the couch.
Pietro smirked from his chair, legs draped over the side. "Oh c'mon Toad, it's only a week! Lance did it once and he came back!"
"Yea, but the only reason I made it that long was because Kitty was there," Lance said from his chair.
Pietro has just informed him of his acceptance of Evan's dare and he'd gotten mixed reactions. Toad was worried he's never come back to them and he'd be sucked into the void of riotous Geek-ness, Blob was just shocked that he'd agreed to such a horrifying thing, Avalanche wasn't sure he'd be able to handle staying at the manor, and Boom-Boom just thought it was funny.
"This is perfect, Speedy!" Tabitha cried gleefully. "Do you know how much damaged you could do to the house?! The pranks you could pull?!"
Pietro was about to agree when Lance interrupted. " 'Become an X-Man for a week.' Those were his exact words?" Lance inquired. Pietro nodded. "You can't play pranks then. Not without losing the dare."
"Hey, why not Rocky?" asked Tabby, giving her pouty-face.
"Because being an X-Man is being a good, law and rule abiding person with respect and courtesy to others. You must defend those in need, care for others, be honest, and set a good example for all those around you."
Tabitha flinched. She remembered. In every bedroom of the X-Mansion, somewhere where you ALWAYS looked everyday, whether it was a door, a wall, or a desk there was a plaque or scroll with those words written on it. "Oh yea...and if you wants to be an X-Man you'll have to really play the part..."
Pietro frowned, but then shrugged. "Nothing I can't handle. I'll just play good little boy for a week and prove I can do anything. I'm gunna go pick us up some Fast Food, so if Daniels calls put him on hold till I get back." And with a crack of his knuckles and a gust of wind, he zipped out of the house.
Todd looked to Freddy. "I ain't got the heart to tell him that he couldn't be a 'good little boy' if his life depended on it, yo..."
Fred nodded. "Yea. In some cases, like this, even if it's true, you don't say it."
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Evan sighed as he walked out of Kitty's room with a small scrap of paper in his hand. He had no idea what the number to the Brotherhood House was, since he usually had no need for it, but he had to call Pietro and Kitty was the only one who really associated with them. Or at least one of them. He wasn't in the mood to call Pietro, but it was getting late and he had to do it SOMETIME that night...
He closed the door, sat on his bed, and for the next ten minutes just stared at the phone. By the time the ten minutes were up he could point out several words and pictures that you could see in the scratches, and decided that he needed to clean it sometime. There were 163 fingerprints on the eggshell colored plastic. Finally, after taking several deep breaths he picked up the phone and dialed.
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RING!
"Someone get the phone!"
RING!
"Someone get the phone!"
"I'm busy cooking, Rocky!"
"Peitro's getting the food!"
"So sue me, I'm in the mood to cook!"
"You'll start another fire!"
"HEY!"
RING!
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
"Yo, Boom-Boom, stop with the dynamite, yo!"
"Lance was insulting my ability to cook!"
"Since have YOU had any cooking ability?"
"Shut up Blob! Least my food's better than Pryde's!"
"That's not true!"
"She's got a point, yo..."
"Yup..."
RING!
"Will someone get that phone?!"
"Ah, geez, I'LL get it, so shut up!" Todd picked up the phone with his tongue and took it in his hand. "'Ey, you've reached da Brotherhood House, yo. How can I give your day meaning?"
"Put Pietro on, Toad."
"Daniels?" asked Todd, pressing the speakerphone button, while Lance, Fred, and Tabitha stopped bickering so they could listen.
"Yea, now put on Maximoff."
"Sorry Blondie, you're going to have to wait a minute," said Tabitha, leaning against the table the phone was on.
"...Tabitha?"
Todd rolled his eyes. "Well it ain't the Tooth Fairy. You're on da Brotherhood Speakerphone, Daniels! We're all here listening to ya!"
"Fascinating..." Evan replied dryly, inwardly moaning. "Where is Maximoff? Staring at himself in the mirror?"
"Nah, dat's at four o'clock," Todd answered, nabbing a nearby flying fl with his tongue.
"..."
"Pietro's off getting dinner, Blondie. Why? Have a big date coming up? Didn't know you preferred guys, Evan," Tabitha joked.
Evan growled and tried to count to ten, but knew he was getting dangerously close to saying something Auntie O would drop dead if she heard him say. However, he was interrupted by a familiar voice.
"Guys, here's the Chinese, the Mexican, Mongolian, French, and...who's on the phone? It is Daniels?" There were some sounds of yelling, protesting, grunting, moans, and faint shuffles as Evan waited. "Hello? Daniels?"
"Yea, it's me."
"So, what was Baldy's answer?"
Evan sighed. "Start calling him Professor, Pietro, because here at the mansion that's how we address him."
Pietro grinned. "So that's a yes them? Great! Now I can PROOVE to you I can do anything! So, when?"
"This Friday night at either o'clock. You're week long dare starts on Saturday."
"Got it, " said Pietro happily, twirling the cord around his fingers. "I'll be there then. Cya, Evvy-boy!" And with that, Pietro hung up and went to go get his share of the kung pow.
Evan put down the phone, laid down on the bed on his stomach, and yelled into the pillow, his anger seeming to shoot out of him.
Later...
Scott walked into Evan's room to see if he's called Pietro, but when he opened the door he noticed Evan was asleep. What was stranger was that practically every wall and most of the ceiling had his spikes coming out of it...
Scott raised an eyebrow as he closed the door. "I'm not even going to MENTION the name Pietro till Friday..." he mumbled, shuttering at the though of him as shishkabob.
And there's Chapter Two! ^_^ I don't know if it was as good as the first, but at least I tried!
I was wonder, who wants this to be a slash between Evan and Pietro? I can certainly make it into one (the idea sounds rather appealing and I know the PERFECT situations for it...) but I want to know if the majority of the readers want that. If I get half yes and half know then I'll write two versions of every chapter, one slash, the other not. So, please review and tell me what I should do! ^_^ Thankies!
A/N: AIIII! *does happy dance* I can't believe the nice reviews that I got! Yay-yay-yayness! ^_^ Thank ye kindly for all the nice compliments and encouragement to continue, everyone! You really made my day!
And A note to Ann, the reviewer: ^_^ Don't worry, I'll be writing an Evan/Pietro slash soon...and this may possibly turn into one if enough people want it too...
Pietro stared, Scott gaped, and Kurt choked on his Gut-Bomb in mid-swallow. After he managed to swallow he too was gaping at Evan. Evan felt heat rise to his dark face. He hadn't really meant to SAY that, but Pietro had been so annoying he'd said the first thing that came to mind. Although, he had to admit that the look of shock and almost horror on Pietro's pale face was pretty damn funny.
Evan smirked as his voice returned to normal. "What's the matter, Pietro?" he asked lightly. "Finally afraid that you can take a dare?"
Pietro's look of shock turned to defiance and stubbornness. "Of course I could do that, Daniels! I can do anything, and that includes being an X-Man, as disgusting at the thought sounds."
"I dunno," Evan snickered. "Lance couldn't cut it, and one of our members happened to like him. What makes you think that YOU can do it?"
Pietro's blue eyes darkened and he glared at them. "Lance went because his precious little Kitty-cat was there, Daniels, and from what I heard you guys were giving him a rough time AND blaming him for every little thing gone wrong."
Evan and Scott flinched. It was true, after all. They had picked on him just because he was a Brotherhood member, and judged him falsely. It had been a mistake that they didn't like to admit they'd made, especially Scott.
Evan waved his hand as though it wasn't important. "Anyways, that's my challenge for you. The dare. You gunna accept it or not?"
"Uh, Evan...," Scott put a hand on his friend's shoulder. "Maybe we should run this through the Prof. first..."
Pietro smirked and folded his arms. "What's wrong, Shades? Need Baldy's permission to do everything? Can't make a choice on your own without him? Or are you just gunna tell me he said no because you know I can do it just as easily as you can?"
Now it was Scott's turn to glare, though it was hard to tell through the ruby-quartz sunglasses. "Nevermind. I'm sure Professor X will think it's a GREAT idea."
"Um, I don't mean to interrupt..." Kurt said hesitantly "But Perhaps vee are overreacting here. I mean, zis EEZ Quicksilver vere talking about. Do you really WANT him as zee X-Mansion? I don't know eef Kitty and zee uzzers vill be too keen on zee idea..."
Evan had to silently agree with Kurt on that one. He wouldn't put it pass Pietro to run by while the girls were in the shower or dressing or something, but it was too late to back out now... "Oh lighten up Kurt," Evan said nonchalantly. "I don't think he'll last long. He'll be gone by the next morning."
Pietro smirked and leaned towards Evan. "What day, and what time should I be over?"
Evan smirked back and leaned in close so he was almost nose to nose with the silver-haired boy. "I'll call you on it."
Pietro stood up. "I'll be waiting!" And with that, he sped off.
Scott and Kurt looked at Evan, who was now eating his apple again, with a strange look on his face. "Dude, what were you thinking?!" asked Scott.
"Zis iz Quicksilver, man! It is going to be a disaster vaiting to happen! He'll destroy zee mansion, or set hurricane's loose, or SOMESEENG!"
Evan sighed. "What did you expect me to say, dude? I was on the spot!"
Scott shook his head. "Evan, this is a BAD idea."
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"Evan, this is a WONDERFUL idea!"
Scott could only stare at Professor Xavier after they'd finished explaining the situation. He's thought the Prof. would give Evan some kind of moral speech and tell his it probably wasn't the best thing to do and he'd have to call it off. He's WANTED him to say that! HE certainly didn't want that spoiled brat of a Brotherhood Boy living with them, even if it WAS only for a week!
"Professor, you can't be serious!" Kitty said, a look of shock on her face. She wasn't the only one. Almost every X-Face at the dinner table was staring at the Professor. "You really want Pietro Maximoff, Quicksilver, the jerk-king with the silver-hair, the ALBINO FREAK to stay HERE at the X-Mansion for a WEEK?!?!"
"Having Pietro here is DANGEROUS!" Amara cried.
"He iz a nutcase!" cried Kurt.
"He's immature," Jean mumbled.
"He's a jerk," said Bobby grumpily.
"Who IS he?" asked Jamie, giving a confused look to the others.
"A silver-haired moron with an ego the size of Jupiter," Rouge mumbled, irritated at Evan for making such a stupid dare to Pietro.
"Now please, everyone listen to me." The professor folded his hands. "It's important that we unite the mutants of the world, including the Brotherhood, and if the others see Pietro become an X-Man and stay one they may follow. They look up to him as much as they looked up to Lance. It's important that we try and bring them all to our side, but I'd say the one we need here most is Pietro."
"Why?" asked Jean curiously. "He's not the strongest of them all. At anything, I'd probably say Boom-Boom or Lance was. Why's he so valuable?"
"It's not all value, Jean, it's for his own protection. Out of respect for Pietro, I can't tell you everything, but I can tell you this; Pietro as a trait that makes him more...vulnerable to Magneto's will than any mutant alive. If Magneto comes back, and Pietro follows, it's likely we'll never get the Brotherhood to join us."
Everyone sat in silence around the table for awhile, until Logan spoke up. "Look Chuck, I know you mean well, and I know as well as you do why Pietro's so helpless against Magneto. But really, do you think that boy'll last five minutes here at the manor? Taking orders for drills and exercises ain't exactly his style, he's probably is a pain in the neck at school, and he's obnoxious. I think the only reason LANCE obeyed orders was because he wanted to impress Kitty."
Kitty blushed, coughed, and busied herself with her salad. Rouge rolled her eyes. "Ah I can see yer point, but what's so special about him?"
"It's not really our place to tell...," said Hank softly.
Jean looked intently at the professor. "So...you can't tell us why he's so vulnerable?"
Ororo shook her head. "I'm sorry, but no. We," she motioned to the Prof., Logan, and Hank, "All know, but I don't think you need to. It's Pietro's life and information, and I suggest you don't ask him about it. For one thing, we KNOW he won't tell you, since he hasn't even told the Brotherhood, but also it's a very touchy subject." Ororo gave a look that said the topic was closed.
"Anyways," Charles continued "This is the perfect chance. Evan, after dinner please call Pietro and tell him that he can come over at five o'clock this Friday."
Evan groaned, as did a few others, along with some dirty looks, but kept his comments to himself. What the hell had he gotten himself dragged into?!
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"No way! You're kidding, right?" laughed Tabitha as she collapsed into a chair.
"Dude, you're actually gunna do it?!?!" Freddy asked has he gaped, forgetting about the giant sandwich in his hands.
"Hey man, don't go! We'll loose you to the Geek-Squad, yo!" Todd protested from the couch.
Pietro smirked from his chair, legs draped over the side. "Oh c'mon Toad, it's only a week! Lance did it once and he came back!"
"Yea, but the only reason I made it that long was because Kitty was there," Lance said from his chair.
Pietro has just informed him of his acceptance of Evan's dare and he'd gotten mixed reactions. Toad was worried he's never come back to them and he'd be sucked into the void of riotous Geek-ness, Blob was just shocked that he'd agreed to such a horrifying thing, Avalanche wasn't sure he'd be able to handle staying at the manor, and Boom-Boom just thought it was funny.
"This is perfect, Speedy!" Tabitha cried gleefully. "Do you know how much damaged you could do to the house?! The pranks you could pull?!"
Pietro was about to agree when Lance interrupted. " 'Become an X-Man for a week.' Those were his exact words?" Lance inquired. Pietro nodded. "You can't play pranks then. Not without losing the dare."
"Hey, why not Rocky?" asked Tabby, giving her pouty-face.
"Because being an X-Man is being a good, law and rule abiding person with respect and courtesy to others. You must defend those in need, care for others, be honest, and set a good example for all those around you."
Tabitha flinched. She remembered. In every bedroom of the X-Mansion, somewhere where you ALWAYS looked everyday, whether it was a door, a wall, or a desk there was a plaque or scroll with those words written on it. "Oh yea...and if you wants to be an X-Man you'll have to really play the part..."
Pietro frowned, but then shrugged. "Nothing I can't handle. I'll just play good little boy for a week and prove I can do anything. I'm gunna go pick us up some Fast Food, so if Daniels calls put him on hold till I get back." And with a crack of his knuckles and a gust of wind, he zipped out of the house.
Todd looked to Freddy. "I ain't got the heart to tell him that he couldn't be a 'good little boy' if his life depended on it, yo..."
Fred nodded. "Yea. In some cases, like this, even if it's true, you don't say it."
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Evan sighed as he walked out of Kitty's room with a small scrap of paper in his hand. He had no idea what the number to the Brotherhood House was, since he usually had no need for it, but he had to call Pietro and Kitty was the only one who really associated with them. Or at least one of them. He wasn't in the mood to call Pietro, but it was getting late and he had to do it SOMETIME that night...
He closed the door, sat on his bed, and for the next ten minutes just stared at the phone. By the time the ten minutes were up he could point out several words and pictures that you could see in the scratches, and decided that he needed to clean it sometime. There were 163 fingerprints on the eggshell colored plastic. Finally, after taking several deep breaths he picked up the phone and dialed.
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RING!
"Someone get the phone!"
RING!
"Someone get the phone!"
"I'm busy cooking, Rocky!"
"Peitro's getting the food!"
"So sue me, I'm in the mood to cook!"
"You'll start another fire!"
"HEY!"
RING!
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
"Yo, Boom-Boom, stop with the dynamite, yo!"
"Lance was insulting my ability to cook!"
"Since have YOU had any cooking ability?"
"Shut up Blob! Least my food's better than Pryde's!"
"That's not true!"
"She's got a point, yo..."
"Yup..."
RING!
"Will someone get that phone?!"
"Ah, geez, I'LL get it, so shut up!" Todd picked up the phone with his tongue and took it in his hand. "'Ey, you've reached da Brotherhood House, yo. How can I give your day meaning?"
"Put Pietro on, Toad."
"Daniels?" asked Todd, pressing the speakerphone button, while Lance, Fred, and Tabitha stopped bickering so they could listen.
"Yea, now put on Maximoff."
"Sorry Blondie, you're going to have to wait a minute," said Tabitha, leaning against the table the phone was on.
"...Tabitha?"
Todd rolled his eyes. "Well it ain't the Tooth Fairy. You're on da Brotherhood Speakerphone, Daniels! We're all here listening to ya!"
"Fascinating..." Evan replied dryly, inwardly moaning. "Where is Maximoff? Staring at himself in the mirror?"
"Nah, dat's at four o'clock," Todd answered, nabbing a nearby flying fl with his tongue.
"..."
"Pietro's off getting dinner, Blondie. Why? Have a big date coming up? Didn't know you preferred guys, Evan," Tabitha joked.
Evan growled and tried to count to ten, but knew he was getting dangerously close to saying something Auntie O would drop dead if she heard him say. However, he was interrupted by a familiar voice.
"Guys, here's the Chinese, the Mexican, Mongolian, French, and...who's on the phone? It is Daniels?" There were some sounds of yelling, protesting, grunting, moans, and faint shuffles as Evan waited. "Hello? Daniels?"
"Yea, it's me."
"So, what was Baldy's answer?"
Evan sighed. "Start calling him Professor, Pietro, because here at the mansion that's how we address him."
Pietro grinned. "So that's a yes them? Great! Now I can PROOVE to you I can do anything! So, when?"
"This Friday night at either o'clock. You're week long dare starts on Saturday."
"Got it, " said Pietro happily, twirling the cord around his fingers. "I'll be there then. Cya, Evvy-boy!" And with that, Pietro hung up and went to go get his share of the kung pow.
Evan put down the phone, laid down on the bed on his stomach, and yelled into the pillow, his anger seeming to shoot out of him.
Later...
Scott walked into Evan's room to see if he's called Pietro, but when he opened the door he noticed Evan was asleep. What was stranger was that practically every wall and most of the ceiling had his spikes coming out of it...
Scott raised an eyebrow as he closed the door. "I'm not even going to MENTION the name Pietro till Friday..." he mumbled, shuttering at the though of him as shishkabob.
And there's Chapter Two! ^_^ I don't know if it was as good as the first, but at least I tried!
I was wonder, who wants this to be a slash between Evan and Pietro? I can certainly make it into one (the idea sounds rather appealing and I know the PERFECT situations for it...) but I want to know if the majority of the readers want that. If I get half yes and half know then I'll write two versions of every chapter, one slash, the other not. So, please review and tell me what I should do! ^_^ Thankies!