The twins were walking around the park, eating ice cream cones. Pietro got chocolate rainbow and Wanda got cookies 'n' cream.

"How was your date last night?" asked Wanda.

"She never showed up," said Pietro, taking a lick from his ice cream.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Pea."

"It's fine. She probably would've bored me to death anyway. I'll find the girl of my dreams someday. I just hope we have what you and Victor have."

Wanda smiled. "Yeah. What we have is so perfect."

"Is it now?"

The twins froze and slowly turned around.

Pyro stood there, arms scrossed over his chest, smirking.

Wanda narrowed her eyes and squeezed her hand so tightly, her cone cracked, her hand covered in ice cream. Pietro looked at Pyro with an emotionless face. He took one last lick of his frozen treat, then tossed it over his shoulder. It landed in a trash can ten feet away.

"Pyro, it's so good to see you," Pietro said, sarcastically, handing his sister a napkin.

"Pietro, I almost didn't recognize you," said Pyro. "You changed your hair. And you got some muscles now. You no longer look like a sickly little girl."

Pietro took one threatening step forward but quickly stopped himself. He fisted his right hand, nails digging into his skin.

"And Wanda, your hair is so much longer and wavier. I remember when I first met you and you had such short hair. You looked like the boy twin."

"What the hell do you want!" snapped Wanda.

"Still have such a temper," smirked Pyro. "Can't an old friend say hi?"

"You're not an old friend," said Pietro. "And you made fun of my hair and body the last time you saw me. If you want me to punch your face, just ask."

"Just friendly teasing."

"He just said you're not our friend!" sneered Wanda. "Now let us what you want or get lost!"

"Alright. I wanted to ask what was new."

"Nothing. Now go away."

"Heard you got a boyfriend."

Wanda stiffened. Pietro took in a deep breath.

"Saw you two together at the mall last week. Pretty face he has. Hey, he hasn't been attack by mutant haters, has he? 'Cause you know how some of then attack humans who like our kind."

"He hasn't been attack and I won't let anyone, human or mutant, hurt him," said Wanda, glaring at Pyro.

"He's pretty brave to date a mutant and risk getting himself killed," said Pyro. "Unless of course, he doesn't know you're a mutant."

Wanda turned away from the crazy pyromaniac.

"That's what I thought! He doesn't know! That's why he didn't dump you yet!"

"He doesn't yet, but he will!" shouted Wanda. "And he won't dump me! He doesn't hate mutants!"

"He's lying."

"Shut you hell up!" yelled Pietro. "What do you know? You can't keep a girl for more than five minutes 'cause you almost light them on fire in less than one!"

"Those were accidents."

"You're just one big accident, Pyro."

"I may not have a girl, but if I did, she wouldn't be a pathetic human like Wanda's loser boyfrind."

"My Victor is not a loser!" roared Wanda. "He's the greatest guy in the universe! I don't care that he's human!"

"But Magneto would care. He'd kill him on the shot."

Pietro grabbed Pyro throat and squeezed.

"If you so much as breath a word of Victor to magneto, I will rip your throat out and cut you up with a bone-saw," the speed demon said, darkly. "Magneto has ruined Wanda's life enough."

Pyro was making choking noises. Pietro through him to the ground.

"If Magneto hurts Victor and I find out it was you who told him about him, I will come when you sleep, peel your skin off layer by layer, chop off all your limbs, and then rip your heart of of your chest and keep it in a jar," Wanda said, her voice sounded so dark and evil.

The fire mutant gulped, but quickly got up and acted cocky. "I won't tell boss-man, but I don't need to. Either one of his other followers will tell him, or he'll find out for himself. Somehow, he'll know about your precious Vicky and kill him. You two may have embarresed him time and time again that he pretends you're not his children, but he'll be damned if either of you date Homo Sapiens."

"Get out of our sight, Pyro," growled Pietro.

Pyro walked away from the two. Pietro wrapped his arms around his sister and brought her close.

"It'll going to be alright. We won't let anything happen to Victor."

"It still cares me," said Wanda. "The thought of Magneto torturing Victor. He could control the iron Victor's body and making his blood flow backward until his heart explodes."

"That won't happen. I promise."

"I still have a problem."

"What?"

"Victor has a right to know I'm a mutant. But how am I going tell him?"


Victor stuck two pieces of bread into the toaster and went to the refrigerator to get something to drink.

Less then ten seconds later, he smelt smoke, like something was burning.

He turned around and saw the toaster smoking black smoke.

"Shit!" cursed Victor.

He quickly pulled the plug on the toaster. Victor put on some oven mitts and turned the toaster over, two pieces of black toast fell on the plate.

"Stupid piece of junk," muttered Victor.

He dropped the useless kitchen gadget in the trash. He took off the mitts and leaned on the counter, looking at his burnt food.

Victor rose his left hand and hovered it over the plate. His hand started to glow. It glowed like Wanda's hands do when she uses her powers, but while hers glows blue, Victor's glowed green.

The toast was no longer burnt. It was not eatable.

Victor picked up a piece and bit into it, sighing.

'How am I going to tell Wanda that I'm a witch?'