-The very next day-
Wanda walked down the hallway and stopped at her brother's room. She looked at the door before a devilish grin made its way onto her lips.
She silently pushed the door open and looked inside, "Pietro?" she called out quietly.
A light snore assured her that her brother was asleep.
She ventured deeper into the room, "Pietro?" she called out barely above a whisper.
A second snore reassured her that she was completely undetected.
She saw a large lump underneath the comforter to his bed, "Pietro?" she said her grin widening, "Okay, since you're asleep…" she said as she leapt onto the bed causing the once sleeping speedster to bolt up right.
Now face to face with her brother her grin turned into shock, "Are you naked?" she asked leaping out of the bed shuddering as she put some distance between herself and her nude brother.
Pietro laid his head on his pillow and covered his eyes with his hands, "I like how the comforter feels against my skin," he said with a yawn.
"So…" Wanda stared at him for a moment, "Lefty told me a pretty little redhead was chatting you up last night."
Pietro uncovered his eyes and blinked a few times, "I don't know what you're talking about," he said sitting up in his bed.
Wanda showed him a picture on her phone of the resident speedster sitting with the only redhead they knew, "The wonders of modern technology," she said with a playful smirk.
Pietro glanced at the phone, "That's not me," he said shaking is head.
Wanda looked at the picture, "I didn't think it was you either," she said trying to stifle a laugh, "She said the redhead was talking to a really nice guy."
"Nice guy?" he repeated as realization struck him, "If this gets out I'll be ruined!"
"You're telling me," she said shoving the phone into her pocket, "What will people say when they figure out I'm your sister?"
"They'll probably feel sorry for me?" Pietro asked with a smirk.
"Cain slew Abel…" Wanda said barely above a whisper, "Oh lucky, lucky Cain…"
"What was that?" Pietro asked looking at his sister.
"Nothing Abel," she said making her way to the door, "Nothing at all."
-A few hours later in the kitchen-
Pietro sped around the kitchen looking for anything even remotely edible. After several seconds spent in futility he gave up and left the room.
Pietro walked into the living room and noticed all of his housemates sitting in a circle staring at him, "What? Is my fly down?" he asked looking down at his crotch.
"Pietro this is an intervention," Raven said signaling for him to sit in the only open chair.
Pietro sat down with a nod, "We talking about Lance's unnatural obsession with his jeep?" he asked patting his friend on the back.
Lance pushed the speedster's hand away, "What! No!" he exclaimed crossing his arms in frustration.
"Good," Pietro said with a nod, "I need to borrow it later."
"Focus!" Wanda exclaimed throwing a hex bolt at her brother, "We're intervening you!"
Pietro barely ducked the hex bolt, "Me? If this is about the thefts, we needed to pay the water bill!" he exclaimed defensively.
"That was a necessity, yo," Todd said leaping to his feet, "We're talking about something that goes against the Brotherhood guidelines."
"But I like changing my underwear," Pietro said slowly.
"They're talking about Jean," Freddy said, finally making his presence known.
"Okay…" Pietro said warily, "She has my jacket," with that statement Pietro went into a state of silence. His plan to confuse and enrage his captors had failed, so he merely sat in the chair using his superior speed to look at everyone in the room.
"I'm giving you my support," Raven said placing a hand on his shoulder.
"When did you become mother of the year?" Wanda asked staring at the blue shape-shifter in shock.
"When I realized that I was the closest thing to a mother you and the rest of those fools have," Raven said with a sigh.
"And I thought I'd get to see you rip off his left arm and beat him with it," Wanda said in a disappointed tone.
"I just want my jacket back!" Pietro exclaimed unconvincingly.
"Denial isn't pretty little brother," Wanda said with a knowing smirk.
-Several hours later in Bayville-
Two men walked the streets of Bayville sharing a bottle of whiskey. They walked aimlessly around the city.
"Steve…" one man said, "We gotta do somethin' huge or we're never gonna get our Purifier Robes…"
"What if… what if… what if…" Steve started fighting back the urge to hurl, "What if we attack that mutie stronghold at the edge of town, Larry?"
"No way Steve!" Larry said stumbling into a street sign, "We gotta be drinkin' somethin' way stronger than this to do somethin' that stupid."
"There's more muties right?" Steve asked, "What about the… Bro… Brother…"
"Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants?" Larry asked with wide eyes.
"That's them," Steve said with a snap of his fingers, "There's only like… one, two… five of 'em right?" he counted off on his fingers.
"Well you know what we gotta do…" Larry said pulling a lighter from his pocket.
"Go get some smokes?" Steve asked optimistically.
Larry nodded furiously, "And some more booze," he said as he and his good friend Steve embarked on a new journey.
-A few hours later outside the Brotherhood House-
Steve and Larry stood outside the house several bottles with rags stuffed into them at their feet.
"You said we were gonna get cocktails…" Larry said pointing an accusing finger at Steve.
"I told you we were gonna make Molotov cocktails!" Steve exclaimed at his friend, "Now shut up and start lightin'…" Steve pulled out his lighter and carefully began lighting several cocktails, "Oh man… when the guys hear about this they'll probably give us our own faction!"
"That'd be sweet," Larry said pumping his fist in the air, "But did we have to use all the booze?"
"It is kinda sad to see it go…" Steve said picking up a lit cocktail, "But when we get those robes we'll be on easy street the rest of our lives!"
As the drunken duo prepared to execute their plan, police lights flashed on them.
"What are you doing over there?" the Police Officer asked stepping out of his squad car to shine the searchlight on them.
"Now or never Steve," Larry said with a nod, "Immortality or prison."
"I choose the one without forced man love," Larry said cocking back his arm.
And in that instant the duo let loose the onslaught of cocktails into the Brotherhood House.
The Police Officer reached for his gun in an attempt to apprehend the arsonists but the house instantaneously burst into flames.
"Come on Steve! We're gonna be heroes!" Larry said dragging his friend into the darkness.
The Police Officer scrambled for his radio, "There's a fire at the Brotherhood Boarding House behind the high school! Get someone down here now! I'm beginning pursuit of the arsonists!" he exclaimed into the speaker, "Sweet merciful crap… no one deserves to burn alive," he got into his squad car to begin the chase.
-Inside the Brotherhood House-
Raven woke up with a start as a Molotov cocktail crashed through her window and shattered on the ground igniting her Persian rug, "Son of a bitch..."