*Hey hey! I got the idea for this story from the second episode of the new season, Bada Bing Bada Boom. I like the idea of Tabitha joining the Bro-hood, so I've added some romance and other stuff into the mix! Sooo here goes! By the way, this fic is based on episode 2, not on later episodes, so don't blame moi if the story doesn't fit later. Like, if Tabitha leaves the Brotherhood.

Chapter 1
By NHSpartanGal14

Pietro Maximoff was pissed. He'd been rummaging the cluttered old pantry for almost ten minutes now, searching for any trace of a substance that could serve as breakfast. But alas, even though the pantry was bursting with plenty of dusty old cereal boxes and random plastic containers (all empty) there was not a single gram of food throughout the whole darn thing.
"I'm hungry!" He complained to no one in particular, treading through the rubble into a more roomy part of the kitchen, where Todd Tolensky sat at the battered old table, dining on popcorn.
"Too bad, yo," Todd replied lazily, carefully shielding the precious food from the white-haired boy. "Ya know what they say, finders keepers, losers weepers."
"Gah, shut up," Pietro snapped. "Show me some mercy here, will ya? I'm about to keel over from starvation. Who was the one that didn't have dinner last night cuz a certain somebody just had to eat the fourth serving of spaghetti?"
"Yo, that wasn't me, that was Fred," Todd protested. "Besides, it's survival of the fittest now. We got no food, yo, and no money. We's all on our own now." He shoved some popcorn in his mouth defiantly.
"What're you yakking about?" Pietro demanded distractedly. "Don't strain the severely hungry boy. Just give me the food, god dammit!" He reached over with that super-sonic speed of his and managed to yank the large popcorn bowl from the other boy's protective arms.
"YO!" Todd bellowed, lurching to his feet. "Hand it back, dork!"
"Ooh, that hurt," Pietro taunted, smirking. "Who taught you how to make such cutting remarks?" He jammed some popcorn into his mouth and casually raised the bowl above his head to prevent the furious Todd from snatching it away.
"Someone's....looking....to get seriously slimed, yo!" The shaggy haired boy panted. "Don't make me subject you to my frog moves, cuz your really askin' for it!"
"What's going on down here?" Lance appeared in the doorway, looking severely disturbed by the scene in the kitchen. "Um...Todd, somethin' the matter?"
"No, I just got the irresistible urge to jump all over Pietro," the younger boy replied sarcastically. "Of course something's the matter, idiot! He's got my friggin' breakfast!"
"Todd! Using some naughty language, yet again," Pietro said seriously, shaking his head. "My, my, what foul words leap from your mouth these days!"
"Shut up, Pietro," Lance said, annoyed. "Toddy, you can relax. I've got some food right here."
"Really, where? Where's the food?" Todd immediately let go of Pietro and started bouncing all over the other boy like a hyperactive little frog.
"I stopped by the grocery and picked up some stuff," Lance replied, extracting some oranges from his coat pockets. Todd immediately grabbed one and started tearing off the skin.
"Um....I thought we didn't have any money," Pietro said cautiously, watching the dark-haired boy's nonchalant face. "Didn't you just say so yesterday..." He broke off uncomfortably.
Lance shrugged casually, though his face turned slightly pink. "Well, I was there to pick up a job application, and then there was the produce section and I remembered we didn't have any food or nothin'...."
"Oh...." Pietro didn't know what to say. Not that he blamed Lance, after all, better than them starving. Besides, it was just a couple of oranges. But he just couldn't imagine the older boy actually stealing something because they needed it. "Guess we've really sunk so low as the X-men always expected," he said jokingly.
"Guess so," Lance said, smiling nervously. He took an orange and started to toss it from one hand to the other. "Hey, I'll be getting a job soon so we don't have to worry about that or nothin' anymore."
"Yeah..." Pietro stared at Todd, who was just finishing up his first orange and was completely oblivious to the conversation.
"Hey boys!" The three looked up, startled, to see the newest member of the Brotherhood standing pertly in the doorway, arms crossed across her chest and a playful smile upon her cherry lips.
"Um.....hi." Pietro was the only one that answered. He was still in a semi-shock after Tabitha's unusual showing up last night, not to mention the whole slam-the-door-in-your-face thing. And, judging by the wary expressions on Lance and Todd's faces, they were probably more shocked than he was. Plus none of them had actually expected her to show her face downstairs at all, much less at breakfast.
"So, what's on the menu? Oranges? Cool!" The shapely blonde sauntered over and plucked a half-peeled orange from Lance's bewildered hand. "I've never had oranges for breakfast, you know!" She tossed the remaining skin onto the floor and popped a piece of orange flesh into her mouth.
"Really." Lance said, frowning slightly at his empty hand.
"Nope." Tabitha stepped over and collapsed comfortably into an empty chair. "At my old place, it was always pancakes and syrup. Or waffles. Yuck. I got sick of it after a while. This is a welcome change, you know. Oranges. Pretty cool. By the way, I'm Tabitha. I don't think you know me." She grinned cheerfully at the three boys, unobservant of their irritated expressions, and casually leaned over to plop her feet onto the kitchen table, making it creak in a rather distressing sort of way.
Todd and Pietro exchanged an annoyed glance. Who, exactly, did this girl think she was? Didn't she realize that she was not welcome here? They both wanted to tell her so, but were, in truth, too scared to do it.
"Um, hello, I feel like I'm talking to a wall, here!" The blonde girl said. "Anyone home, sweetie?" She lightly touched Pietro under the chin with a red-nailed finger, and he unwillingly turned his gaze toward her.
"Hey, am I the first gal you three have spoken to in the past year or something?" She teased. "A little tongue-tied, aren't we?" She smirked directly at the white-haired boy before turning back to her orange and popping another piece into her mouth.
"I'm Pietro." He said stiffly, completely furious at being subjected to such an insult, from a girl no less. "That's Lance and Todd."
"Pietro, Lance, and Toddy!" Tabitha echoed, grinning roguishly. "So, my boys, my amigos, my homies, my doggs. What's up with your house? Why the food shortage? Why don't the faucets work? Have my brothers here forgotten to pay the bill?"
Pietro severely wanted to tell the girl to shut up and go find a new home. What, so she was calling them her brothers now? Was she actually intending to stay? How was he ever supposed to relax with her buzzing away 24/7?

End of Chapter 1! How'd u like it? My first attempt at a lighthearted ficcie. Not too much romance yet, as u can see, but I'm getting there! Not all my chapters will be this short, so expect more in the next chapter! It'll be out in a few days, maybe a week, depending on school. Sooo review!!!!