Science Fiction Double Feature

One week and one day. It's been eight days since Crystal lost her family. Maximus took Medusa away from her once again, and she was seperated from the other Inhumans.

One week. It's been seven days since Crystal has been living at Xavier's Institute. They found her somwhere and took her back to the mansion. She managed to make friends with most of the not-human humans there.

Six days. It's been six days since Crystal found Pietro again. That was completely by chance. How was she supposed to know that he lived in Bayville now?

Five days. It's been five days since Pietro asked her out on a date, a kind of human mating ritual. Over all, this past week could have been worse. She could be in the city with the Fantastic Four.

"Crystal, what are you going to wear? Do you even know where he's taking you? I swear, if Pietro takes you to a monster truck rally like Lance did with me..." Kitty rambled as she looked through her closet, trying to find something that Crystal could borrow for her date later that evening. Rouge was digging through Kitty's make-up collection to see what she should do with Crystal. Crystal, who sat on Kitty's bed, was confused to say the least. She doesn't recall going out on a 'date' before. She does recall Johnny Storm talking about a date before, but he didn't take her anywhere special or romantic.

Crystal shrugged. "I don't know what humans even do on dates. I just know that two people go out to a place." She told Kitty as she eyed the pile of clothes on the floor. Just then, there was a knock on the door and Jean stuck her head in.

"Hey, sorry I'm late. Scott wanted to get some Danger Room pratice in." Jean said as she came in and shut the door telepathically. "Kitty, are you okay? What's with that look?" She asked Kitty, who was frozen to the spot, her mouth hanging open. Crystal sighed. Were people going to be like this everytime Crystal said she didn't know what humans did for certain things?

"I d-don't t-th-think Crystal's been out on a-a d-date before." Kitty stuttered, shocked. Rogue rolled her eyes and Jean laughed; Kitty could be so superficial sometimes. "What's the big deal about these dates, anyways?" Crystal said before flopping back on Kitty's bed.

Kitty gasped; dates were a big deal. Especially if it was with one of the Brotherhood boys. "Well, dates are way to show someone you like them. They're romantic, special, and fun. A monster truck rally is so not fun..." She trailed off, so Jean continued.

"Dates help two friends become more than friends. If two people have fun on their dates, then they eventually become boyfriend and girlfriend. And if a boyfriend and girlfriend love eachother, they might get married when both are ready." Jean explained, as if she was reading from a website about How-To-Date.

"Back on Attalin, people just get married. No dates, no boyfriend and girlfriends. Just married..." This reminded her of Black Bolt's and Medusa's wedding a few years back. It was a nice event, and the two really did love eachother. Would she ever have something like that? Or would it be more human?

"Now what about you're hair?" Kitty said after picking out a nice dress and pair of shoes.

Meanwhile...
During Kitty's, Jean's, and Crystals shenagins, the Brotherhood boys had something worked up for Pietro. They too were going through his clothes. They didn't need to know the top secret location to judge his wardrobe. Pietro was forced to try on every outfit possible in his closet. His normal brown shirt and jeans weren't going to cut it.

Currently, he was trying on his one and only suit. "No way, man. Way too formal." Lance said, a clipboard and notebook on his lap. He scribbled something on the notebook. Toad shook his head. "You ain't gettin' laid with that." His comment was discarded by Lance, he said the same thing everytime. Fred rubbed his chin. "It's nice, but a pain to get stains out of." Lance sent Pietro back before scribbling down more comments.

This continued until Pietro repeated an outfit. Lance got so mad that the ceiling fan fell off...again. "God damnit, Pietro! We're being nice to you! Giving you suggestions on the perfect date with Crystal! And then, you go and do this to us! Just wear whatever you want now!" And with that Lance stormed out of the living room and onto the front porch.

Pietro eyed him curiously. "What's up with him? It's not like it's his reputation on the line." Pietro muttered, flopping on the couch, reading Lance's notes. He expected to see a dirty sketch of Kitty or something, but they were legit notes on his outfit. Wow.

Fred shrugged while opening a soda. "He's probably making sure you don't take her to a monster truck rally." He laughed as Lance walked back in, calmer than before.

"If we are going to do this, we're going to do this right!" Lance said before marching his way up to Pietro's room. He soon came back with several articles of clothing in hand. This will do just fine, he thought before shoving them into Pietro's arms. "Wear that." Lance flopped down onto the couch, turned the TV on, and acted like nothing ever happened.

Pietro stared at the clothes. A black button down shirt and a pair of jeans, which were nicer than his usual pair. "Wear Converse with them." That was the last thing Lance ever said on the matter of outfits.

Later that evening...
"What the hell are you doing here?" Logan said to the boy standing the front porch of the Xavier Mansion. It wasn't a suprise to see a Brotherhood boy around, those pranksters, but one all dressed up with flowers? That was new. Not even Lance dressed up for his dates with Kitty, much to her despair.

"I'm here to see Crystal." Pietro said to Logan, trying to be polite as possible. Logan gave him a suspicous look as Jean came down the stairs. "Jean, is it true that this joker is taking Crystal out?" Logan groaned, clearly annoyed, at the possible prank.

Jean laughed before opening the door all the way. "Believe it or not, he is. You clean up nice, Pietro." Pietro nodded awkwardly; he wasn't used to being in here without anyone noticing. The red haired telepath tried making some small talk, but all she got were simple, one-worded sentences. It was awkward to say the least. "Listen...Jean, is Crystal ready...Wow..."

As if on cue, Crystal came down the stairs in a white sundress and aquamarine flats. Her hair was wavy and most of it in a ponytail in the back. It didn't look like she had make up on, but Pietro was never one to tell if a girl was going natural or subtle. If any other Brotherhood members were here, they'd say she looked hot, but to him, she was beautiful. "Wow..." He repeated, unable to form coherant sentences.

"I seem to remember that you had more speaking abilities than that, Pietro." Crystal said as she got downstairs.

Without saying anything, he grabbed her by the hand and led her outside to his car. He opened the door for her, ancipation running through him as she slowly- or what he thought was slowly- got into the car. After getting her situated, he got himself in and started the car.

The drive was quiet, save for Crystal's amazed noises from seeing Bayville at it's whole. He liked that she was easily amused by the things he took for granted. "Pietro, where are we?" Torn from his train of though, he looked at Crystal, then back to his dashboard. Pietro hadn't noticed that he had already parked the car.

"We're seeing a Science Fiction Double Feature, but I thought you'd might want to eat something first. Or something..." He told her, getting them both out of his old Honda. They were in a plaza of some sort. Many shopping stores and restraunts surrounded the little forum. She had no idea what he meant, but she was kind of hungry.

After dinner at a small diner, the two made their way to an old movie theater. Tonight's specials: The Rocky Horror Picture Show for two dollars each. Pietro paid for both of them and led her into the showroom.

Crystal noticed that most of the people there where dressed up in weird costumes. "Humans are so strange..." She mumbled before sitting down next to Pietro in the middle row. The room got black and then the reddest lips she'd ever seen appeared on screen. "Michael Rennie was ill the day the earth stood still."

She couldn't believe it. Pietro knew all of the songs in this insane movie. He even knew the little dance that went along with it. Pietro had grabbed Crystal's hand and made her do it with him. People in the theatre were throughing items and food all over place. Kitty said that these places were quiet. "Don't tell anyone about this. You're the only one besides my sister who knows about my thing for Rocky Horror."

"It'll be our little secret."

When Crystal got back, it was around 11:30 PM. The main group was waiting in the living room in their pajamas, obivously for Crystal. "Hi guys, isn't a little late?" They stared at here as she came in and sat with them. "We were about to ask you the same thing." Kurt said.

"How did it go?" Kitty asked, getting right to the point.

Crystal got up and headed upstairs. "I don't kiss and tell."

A/N:: Hey guys! I'm back-ish. I'm sorry that I haven't updated this in forever, but this idea came to me, and I had to update. Uh! Run-on sentence! D: I'm gonna be updating a lot more now, but I need you guys to review first. Please? They'll go on more dates.

And yes, Pietro loves Rocky Horror.