The next morning, Pietro made breakfast for everyone at the Institute.
Scott walked in and saw.
"What's going on?" he asked.
"Pietro's making breakfast," said Jean.
"Why?"
"I always cook at the boarding house," said Pietro. "I woke up ready to cook for the Brotherhood and remembered I was here. So I thought I'd do one nice thing for you losers and cook breakfast since your professor is letting me stay till I control my powers."
"Oh, well that's nice," said Scott. "What's the gig? Is the food poisoned?"
"Jeez, Summers, you really think I'd do something like that?"
"Yes."
Pietro sighed and ate a piece of bacon.
"See?"
"How do know that you kept that piece clean 'cause you knew I'd know you tried to poison us?"
"Ask Kurt. Is he dying?"
Kurt was stuffing his face with Pietro's cooking.
"It's good," he said with his mouth full of food.
"There you go," said Pietro.
"He wouldn't poison us, Scott," said Jean.
Scott said nothing.
Pietro focused on making the omelets.
Scott took a spatula and flipped the pancakes.
"These need to be flipped."
Pietro took another spatula and flipped them back.
"No, they're not ready."
"Yes, they are."
They had a flipping war.
"They need a few more seconds," said Pietro.
"No," said Scott. "They need to be flipped now."
"Don't tell me they need to be flipped now. I've been flipping pancake for as long as I can remember. I've made breakfast for years."
"Well, it's never too late to do it right."
The pancakes went from circles to weird shapes.
"Please be careful with the pancakes," begged Kurt.
"They need to be flipped now," said Scott.
"No," said Pietro.
"Yes."
"No. That's it!"
Pietro started hitting Scott with the spatula.
"Sit down! Sit down right now!"
"But-"
"Sit! Sit right now!"
Scott went to his chair.
"Sit down."
Scott sat down.
Jean, Kitty, and Jubilee couldn't help but giggle.
Pietro finished cooking. He violently put the plate of pancakes in front of Scott.
"These are for you."
"Serves you right, Scott," giggled Amara.
"Thanks for breakfast, Tro," said Ray.
"It tastes good," said Roberto.
"Welcome," said Pietro.
He started to leave.
"Hey, Speedy, aren't you going to eat something?" asked Tabitha.
"Already did. Rahne came into my room and gave me breakfast in bed."
Sam violently choued his food.
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