A/N: Heh heh, funny, no?
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"WAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!" The scream filled the entire Brotherhood house. It woke everybody up. They all piled out of their bedrooms and down the stairs.
"Tabby! Make her shut up!" Lance shouted over the screaming. Tabby did what she had done earlier, but to no avail.
"It's not working! Now what?" She asked. "Ah, what's that smell? Fred!"
"It's not me!" He protested.
"Uh guys... I think I know what the problem is, yo." Everybody looked at each other. Then back to Todd. "Oh no, not me! Uh uh! No way!"
TEN MINUTES LATER...
"I can't believe you made me do that, yo!"
"Hey, it worked! Thanks to you we can get some sleep for a while." Pietro started up the stairs, when a scream rang out.
"You were saying, yo?"
"Now what?!" Tabby sat down on the steps.
"Maybe it's hungry?" Fred suggested.
"Anybody know how to make formula?" Lance asked the others. Everybody shook their heads. "Fine, I'll do it." When Lance was out of sight, everybody ran upstairs and locked their doors.
"Jeez, shut up already! I'm makin' the damn formula for ya." Lance muttered as he stuck the bottle in the microwave. He read the side of the box of formula. "Microwave on high for 20 seconds, then check to see if its too hot. If so, put in fridge for... *yawn* a little while. Yeah, helpful. Really."
He did the 20 seconds and after figuring out how to check it, which it seemed to be fine, he took the baby and the bottle and sat down on the couch. She took to the bottle like she was starved to death. "Jeez kid, you eat like you're Fred or something." ~She has a name you know!~ Lance scolded himself. "You ain't so bad when you're quiet, Em." Lance leaned his head back and dozed off.
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Tabby hit the record button, and with everyone behind her, she walked up to a still sleeping Lance. Em was awake, and stared at the video camera. Tabby focused it, and walked around to the other side of the couch, so it would be the first thing Lance would see when he woke up.
"Oh Laaaaaannnncccccceee!" Tabby called. Lance opened his eyes and saw the camera.
"Ahhh! What's the deal?!" He shouted, waking up instantly. Em laughed at him. "Oh you think its funny do you?" She laughed even more.
"Aw, I think Lance has found his calling in life...." Pietro said, pretending to wipe a tear from his eye. He dodged a flying pillow.
"Pietro, do you ever go away?"
"No Lancey, I'm stuck to like glue!"
"God help me." Lance rolled his and leaned back. Em laughed some more. "Would somebody take her?"
"Here, I will." Pietro took Em and rushed upstairs.
"What's he doing?" Lance asked the others.
"He made some clothes for her this morning." Todd shrugged. Pietro rushed back down a few seconds later, this time instead of a sleeper, Em had on a dress with lots of pink bows.
"Aw, that's cute Pietro! Hold her up to the camera!" Tabby filmed a wide eyed Em, obviously surprised by Pietro's speed. When she saw the camera, though, she smiled and tried to grab at it. "Oh no, I don't think so, little one."
"That's it. I've lost my mind." Lance said as he stumbled upstairs to the shower.
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"Guys, we got a problem." Tabby said, digging in the basket.
"Oh, you've just noticed?" Lance replied.
"I'm serious. There's only one diaper left, and almost no formula. I think its time somebody took a trip to store." She told him, giving him a look that meant, 'That somebody is you.'
"No!" He said. Five minutes later he found himself starting up the jeep and pulling out of the driveway.
At the store, Lance found fifty different kinds of diapers. As he glanced over them, he heard a voice that made him stand stock still. Summers. ~Oh shit!~ Lance grabbed a thing of diapers and shoved it into the basket he had. ~Thank God I already got the formula.~ He said as he left the aisle. Too bad he wasn't looking where he was going. He ran right into Summers.
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Scott had been talking to Kurt when Alvers ran into him. He had noticed that Alvers seemed nervous and scared to see him. ~Woah, what happened while I was gone?~ Summers thought. (He had just come home from visiting his bro.) Alvers started to back up, when Scott noticed what was in basket Lance was carrying. ~Is that... Formula? And diapers?~
Lance noticed where Summers was looking and quickly put the basket behind him. "Uh... It's for Tabby. Yeah, she likes to play dolls ya know, and likes to use the real thing. It's really warped and uh... I think I'll go now." Lance turned around and bolted to the checkout. Scott sighed.
"He really vorries me." Kurt said.
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"These are the wrong size! They're too big!" Tabby yelled at him as soon as he got back.
"Well I'm sorry, but there are a billion different kinds, and I ran into Summers!" Lance yelled back.
"He didn't see what you had did he? Because if he did he's gonna tell the rest of those X-Freaks about it and they're gonna take Em!"
"No, he didn't see anything." Lance lied. Tabby gave him a 'I think you're lying' look.
"Better not have." She said. "Now what are we supposed to do with these diapers?"
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"The wonders of duct tape." Fred said. Em was sitting on the couch in a pink shirt Pietro had made for her and a diaper duct taped together to stay on. She laughed and pointed to Fred. "Look, she thinks I'm funny!"
"Yeah. Keep telling yourself that Freddy." Pietro said.
"Huh?"
"Nevermind. Well what should we do in the moment of peace, yo?" Pietro grinned. ~I need to learn to keep my mouth shut.~ Todd thought.
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"WAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!" The scream filled the entire Brotherhood house. It woke everybody up. They all piled out of their bedrooms and down the stairs.
"Tabby! Make her shut up!" Lance shouted over the screaming. Tabby did what she had done earlier, but to no avail.
"It's not working! Now what?" She asked. "Ah, what's that smell? Fred!"
"It's not me!" He protested.
"Uh guys... I think I know what the problem is, yo." Everybody looked at each other. Then back to Todd. "Oh no, not me! Uh uh! No way!"
TEN MINUTES LATER...
"I can't believe you made me do that, yo!"
"Hey, it worked! Thanks to you we can get some sleep for a while." Pietro started up the stairs, when a scream rang out.
"You were saying, yo?"
"Now what?!" Tabby sat down on the steps.
"Maybe it's hungry?" Fred suggested.
"Anybody know how to make formula?" Lance asked the others. Everybody shook their heads. "Fine, I'll do it." When Lance was out of sight, everybody ran upstairs and locked their doors.
"Jeez, shut up already! I'm makin' the damn formula for ya." Lance muttered as he stuck the bottle in the microwave. He read the side of the box of formula. "Microwave on high for 20 seconds, then check to see if its too hot. If so, put in fridge for... *yawn* a little while. Yeah, helpful. Really."
He did the 20 seconds and after figuring out how to check it, which it seemed to be fine, he took the baby and the bottle and sat down on the couch. She took to the bottle like she was starved to death. "Jeez kid, you eat like you're Fred or something." ~She has a name you know!~ Lance scolded himself. "You ain't so bad when you're quiet, Em." Lance leaned his head back and dozed off.
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Tabby hit the record button, and with everyone behind her, she walked up to a still sleeping Lance. Em was awake, and stared at the video camera. Tabby focused it, and walked around to the other side of the couch, so it would be the first thing Lance would see when he woke up.
"Oh Laaaaaannnncccccceee!" Tabby called. Lance opened his eyes and saw the camera.
"Ahhh! What's the deal?!" He shouted, waking up instantly. Em laughed at him. "Oh you think its funny do you?" She laughed even more.
"Aw, I think Lance has found his calling in life...." Pietro said, pretending to wipe a tear from his eye. He dodged a flying pillow.
"Pietro, do you ever go away?"
"No Lancey, I'm stuck to like glue!"
"God help me." Lance rolled his and leaned back. Em laughed some more. "Would somebody take her?"
"Here, I will." Pietro took Em and rushed upstairs.
"What's he doing?" Lance asked the others.
"He made some clothes for her this morning." Todd shrugged. Pietro rushed back down a few seconds later, this time instead of a sleeper, Em had on a dress with lots of pink bows.
"Aw, that's cute Pietro! Hold her up to the camera!" Tabby filmed a wide eyed Em, obviously surprised by Pietro's speed. When she saw the camera, though, she smiled and tried to grab at it. "Oh no, I don't think so, little one."
"That's it. I've lost my mind." Lance said as he stumbled upstairs to the shower.
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"Guys, we got a problem." Tabby said, digging in the basket.
"Oh, you've just noticed?" Lance replied.
"I'm serious. There's only one diaper left, and almost no formula. I think its time somebody took a trip to store." She told him, giving him a look that meant, 'That somebody is you.'
"No!" He said. Five minutes later he found himself starting up the jeep and pulling out of the driveway.
At the store, Lance found fifty different kinds of diapers. As he glanced over them, he heard a voice that made him stand stock still. Summers. ~Oh shit!~ Lance grabbed a thing of diapers and shoved it into the basket he had. ~Thank God I already got the formula.~ He said as he left the aisle. Too bad he wasn't looking where he was going. He ran right into Summers.
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Scott had been talking to Kurt when Alvers ran into him. He had noticed that Alvers seemed nervous and scared to see him. ~Woah, what happened while I was gone?~ Summers thought. (He had just come home from visiting his bro.) Alvers started to back up, when Scott noticed what was in basket Lance was carrying. ~Is that... Formula? And diapers?~
Lance noticed where Summers was looking and quickly put the basket behind him. "Uh... It's for Tabby. Yeah, she likes to play dolls ya know, and likes to use the real thing. It's really warped and uh... I think I'll go now." Lance turned around and bolted to the checkout. Scott sighed.
"He really vorries me." Kurt said.
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"These are the wrong size! They're too big!" Tabby yelled at him as soon as he got back.
"Well I'm sorry, but there are a billion different kinds, and I ran into Summers!" Lance yelled back.
"He didn't see what you had did he? Because if he did he's gonna tell the rest of those X-Freaks about it and they're gonna take Em!"
"No, he didn't see anything." Lance lied. Tabby gave him a 'I think you're lying' look.
"Better not have." She said. "Now what are we supposed to do with these diapers?"
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"The wonders of duct tape." Fred said. Em was sitting on the couch in a pink shirt Pietro had made for her and a diaper duct taped together to stay on. She laughed and pointed to Fred. "Look, she thinks I'm funny!"
"Yeah. Keep telling yourself that Freddy." Pietro said.
"Huh?"
"Nevermind. Well what should we do in the moment of peace, yo?" Pietro grinned. ~I need to learn to keep my mouth shut.~ Todd thought.
