John slowly flipped the lid on his lighter as he simultaneously thought about his little predicament. He had absolutely no idea how to go about it. He could always go out and pay people, but he had no money and that idea was soon banished.

"Oi I know! I'll threaten to burn people if they don't agree." He bubbled with joy as only the insane can. Unfortunately a rather irritated Magneto happed to hear him.

"What have I told you?" Magsy yelled at the startled pyromaniac.

"To stop eating the soap just so I can burp bubbles." John's face fell as he slid a green bar of soap across the floor to hit Magnetos' boot. Magneto himself just looked slightly disturbed before turning his attention back towards the psychotic Australian.

"I've never told you that."

John's lips curved into a smile as he rushed to grab it back. He was however blocked with a small kick in the ribs by a now furious Bucket Head.

"For once in your life will you please act a least a little sane? If I ever catch you eating soap again I will break every single lighter you own!"

John's eyes widen as his lips began to quiver. It was then that Remy happened to been walking by.

"Don't you remember what happened last time you broke one of lighters Magsy?" Remy stated as he leaned against the door frame. That brought a fresh round of memories to the metal man. Each filled with disasters in the kitchen. In truth nothing bad had actually happened, merely because Remy had a way of knowing when something so raw it could kill and Victor had a nose for arsenic. Yes old Bucket Head owed his life to those two.

"Oh alright. I won't break your lighters but don't eat soap." Was his last demand as he stomped out the room. A few moments later though he was back. This time for the reason he had stopped by in the first place.

"Almost forgot. You're not allowed to burn people." With that he once again stormed out the room leaving a disheartened boy in the wake.

"Aw but know what am I going to do?" John inquired while Remy tried to sneak from the room.

"If I tell you what to do it won't be as special." He stated pretty pleased with himself for coming up with it on the fly. John gave a pitiful nod and went back to flipping his lighter lid, when out of nowhere an amazing idea struck him. With a grin that could rival the Joker's he fled from the base.

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Wanda moped around the house; she didn't even hex her brother when he stole the last of the orange juice. It was that last fact that had each of the boys worried. It could only mean one thing. Wanda was depressed, which meant the smallest things would set her off while the bigger things didn't. Yes to say that the current predicament was a bad one was an understatement. Pietro still had the burn marks from where she had lost her hairbrush and went crazy.

"So what do you suppose got to her?" Lance whispered to the others as they hid in the closet.

"I think she might have gotten into a fight with John."

All eyes turned to Fred with horror, even Pietro's eye began to twitch. Yep they were all going to die.

"Why can't she be normal and just lock herself in her room and listen to music?"

"Because, you idiot, she's crazy. Crazy people's emotions are also crazy."

Lance glared at Pietro and threw a punch his way, "Never call me an idiot."

"Where's the scissors?" Wanda bellowed. All four boys scrunched to the back of the closet as the sound of her thunderous stomps came closer. Screams echoed through the house as the door was literally jerked off its hinges.

"Uh hello Wanda. How are you?" Toad stammered as he was wretched from his no longer safe area.

"Where are the scissors?" She hissed glaring at the poor boy mercilessly. When he shrugged she screamed as she threw him across the room.

"Wanda!"

The entire room silenced as the voice of the guy who had caused all of this bounced through the house. Her eyes soften only slightly as she headed toward the front of the house, where she suddenly stopped causing those who were trailing her to crash into one another as they tried not to hit her.

"On the tenth day of Christmas my true love gave to me ten lords a leaping."

Wanda stared out the doorway at the ten figures made entirely out of fire leapt around setting everything it touched blazing too. The fiery men disappeared though as John made his way in front of Wanda.

"I'm sorry; I didn't mean to hurt your feelings." He muttered as he stared at the ground.

"It's okay I shouldn't have yelled."

John looked up his eyes full of hope and pulled her in for a hug. Once her arms were wrapped around him for a moment or two she pulled away and declared, "If you ever accuse me of stealing one of your lighters again I will kill you."

She placed a kiss on his cheek before pushing him away and slammed the door in his face. John looked side to side in confusion but with a shrug skipped off.