Pietro and Rogue talked on the phone.
"Ah'm sorry about Jason," said Rogue.
"It's okay," said Pietro. "Things happen for a reason. And Jason's dying was just one of those things that was meant to be."
"Ah'm glad you're okay thou."
"Nothing can hurt Quicksilver."
Pietro didn't see, but Rogue smiled a little.
"I don't think we'll be able to see each very often, if at all," said Pietro. "Without Jason to cover for me we can't go on dates or make out. It's hard sneaking out of here."
"It's alright," said Rogue. "Ah understand."
"I gotta go."
"Kay."
"Oh, and Rogue."
"Yeah?"
"Love you."
"Love you too."
Pietro hung up and put his cellphone on the night-stand.
Sabretooth walked into Pietro's bedroom.
"Ever heard of knocking?"
"Heard of it," said Sabretooth. "Don't do it."
"What do you want?"
"It's time for training. Get your butt in gear."
"Fine."
Pietro groaned. Training had been hell. All his muscles hurt.
He flopped down on the couch.
Colossus entered the common area and sat in a chair. He turned on the TV.
"Man, I thought I was going to die in training today," said Pietro.
"Hm," was all Colossus said.
"Everything hurts."
"Hm."
"Can't you say anything else?"
"Shut up."
Pietro sighed. "Fine. Sorry for trying to make a conversation."
"I don't want to have a conversation with you."
"Why are you acting so unfriendly? You never talk to anyone around here."
"I don't want to be here."
"Well neither do I, but I don't act mean to anyone."
"Just stop talking to me."
"Fine."
'What's with this guy?' thought Pietro. 'He's not evil and doesn't seem to be into trying to take over the world or hurt people. Why is he here?'
Pietro got up and went back to his room.
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