Disclaimers: Don't own Evo, wish I did.....but I swear to you I own Pietro! Really! They stole him from my mind, yo! (Doing a little impression of Toad there ^^)
Anyways, this is part 2 of "QuickSilver and the Pheonix" Lotsa romanticy stuff, and a love triangle forming....actually a love..... square....o.o Also a bit of crazy fun :P
"Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!" The whole BrotherHood house shook, waking everyone up. Todd was first to jolt awake and hop out of his room, wearing a long nightshirt that was way too big for him. "What the hell is going on, yo?" He asked as he sleepily rubbed his eyes.
"Ha ha! That is the coolest Lance! Do it again!" Amy was jumping up and down on Lance's bed, a big smile on her face aimed at the mutant known as Avalanche.
"I better not, or I'll bring this whole place down! It's dilapidated enough, ya know." ::he chuckled and sat down on a torn up couch.
"Awwwwww......but I was really enjoying that....." Amy pouted and hopped off his bed, taking a seat next to him. Lance grinned. He was starting to like this girl alot.....hmmmm.....maybe too much. "Well, I can always show ya more outside.....especially if we have an encounter with those X-geeks anytime soon and---" He stopped suddenly, noticing Amy staring into his eyes. He could only blink and say nothing.
She laughed then, that cute little laugh that made even his heart flutter. "Don't look so serious, Lance. I was just admiring those nice brown eyes of yours. Can't a girl admire?"
Lance felt confused then. Was she coming on to him or just making conversation? Cause that certainly was some NICE conversation. And didn't she like Pietro?
"Uh of course you can....I mean..thanks." He looked away from her. "No one ever said that before."
Amy pouted. "Sorry Lance....I don't mean to sound so forward or anything."
"Oh no! It's all right.....just not used to flattery." ::he chuckles:: "Kinda used to being insulted all the time.......or being yelled at.....or being given nasty looks....."
At that moment, Todd hopped into the room, still looking sleepy. "Yo Alvers, you just about took out my window! I mean about a nail or two is still connecting it to the wall...::he looked at Amy and smiled faintly. "And how are you?"
She returned his smile. "Fine Toddy, you? And well don't blame Lance, I encouraged him."
Lance only grinned. Todd arched a brow but then shrugged. "I'm doin' fine I guess.......well, I guess it's off to get ready for school.....hey is Pietro gonna make breakfast? Or....do we have to let Fred cook again?"
Amy's eyes brightened at hearing Pietro's name. "He COOKS? Oh wow! A guy that can cook, that's a rare thing! See you two downstairs!" And off she went, leaving Todd and Lance watching her go in disbelief.
Downstairs, Pietro was already up but sitting on the TV couch, looking bored. There was no food prepared, but Fred was raiding the refrigerator.
"Aw man! There's nothing left again!" Fred complained. Pietro dashed over to him and folded his arms. "Maybe that's because you ATE everything." Fred only gave him a sheepish look and went to watch TV, abandoning the raid. At that moment Amy came bounding downstairs, and tried hard to restrain herself as she saw Pietro in a tight black shirt and jeans, with boots. He also had a vest on.....(( ::writer drools at this image::))
"......." (( ::long pause of speechlessness by Amy::)) "Good morning, Mr. Maximoff." She finally managed to say. Pietro turned to her and smiled, and in quite the teasing/flirting manner he's known for, dashes behind her and leans over her shoulder, without quite touching. "And good morning to you....hmmm.....don't you look sweet in those pajamas..."
Amy had a mad fit of blushing, as she realized she hadn't even gotten dressed yet. Geez, she had even been jumping around on Lance's bed like this! Talk about feeling comfortable in a new place too quickly....
"Oh! How embarrassing. I didn't even think to get dressed, I was too excited about hearing you were gonna cook breakfast." She got ready to head back for the stairs, but as she turned she noticed Lance there. She only blushed more.
"Well I WAS gonna cook....but SOMEBODY ate every last scrap of food in the house!" He sideways glanced to Fred with a glare, who tried to ignore him and act like an angel.
"Don't sweat it Pietro. Why don't you just go zip on over to the market and get some more?" Lance grabbed a seat at the table after getting himself some coffee.
"Ah good idea...." He was just about to go when Amy grabbed his arm. "Hey wait! What about your ankle?" She looked down at it, noticing it didn't look swollen at all anymore.
Pietro grinned proudly. "Looks like I heal fast, too, how do you like that?" He winked and took off. Amy blinked in surprise then decided to get some coffee herself, even though she didn't like it much. She sat next to Lance at the table, why Fred continued to watch TV. Todd had fallen asleep on the couch next to him, upside-down with his legs dangling over the side.
Lance gave her a smile. Which was a rare habit for him indeed. Amy struggled to think of something to say. "Hmm..so....thanks again for letting me join, Lance." He raised a brow at her. "I asked you to join, silly. But you're welcome anyway. Trust me I'm glad about it. Another recruit makes things a bit easier."
"Yeah....." Why the hell was she finding it so hard to talk.....move.....even BREATHE around him when they were sitting this close to each other? "Uh, so.....I bet you like music.....lemme guess, rock n roll....do you listen to K-Rock or anything like that?"
Lance couldn't help but chuckle at that one. "Of course, are you kidding? That's my all time favorite station. What about you?"
"Oh I love rock music!" She smiled slyly at him. "You yourself look like you could own a band."
"Heh....I kinda wish I did, but I don't know anyone who can play a guitar even HALFWAY decently...." ::shakes his head::
Amy laughed. "Well.....do you sing? Let me hear you sing!" She was teasing him a little, but really did want to hear him sing.
"Nah.....I mean, I really don't think I could...." He tried to change the subject. "What's your favorite band?"
"C'mon Lance, lemme hear you sing! Pweeeeeeeease?! With a million cherries on top? Please please pleaase....." Amy was relentless.
"All right all right!" Lance put his hands up. "Anything to make you stop...." He grinned at her. "Let me think of a song....."
At that point Fred had pried himself from the TV. "Oh this I gotta hear." He mumbled with a smirk. Todd however, was off in a la-la land and still snoring away.
" All right, here's one of my favorites......
I cannot take this anymore
I'm saying everything I've said before
All these words they make no sense
I find bliss in ignorance
Less I hear the less you'll say
But you'll find that out anyway....."
Amy grins widely and joins in. " Just like before..."
Lance- " Everything you say to me!"
Amy- " Takes me one step closer to the edge!"
Lance- " And I'm about to break!"
Amy- " I need a little time to breathe !"
Lance- " 'Cause I'm one step closer to the edge!"
Together- " And I'm about to break !"
Lance stops and looks impressed. "You're asking me to sing and you're pretty good yourself!"
"Are you kidding? YOU are awesome! You seriously need to get your own band!" She clasps her hands together. "And it's so cool that you like Linkin Park!"
Fred was looking rather amazed. Even he had to say, "Yeah Lance that was pretty good...." Before losing interest and getting back to the TV.
Before Lance could say anything else, Pietro came back in at super speed, with such a large gust of wind that it caused Lance to fall back in his chair, Amy to cling to the table for dear life, Todd to go crashing in a heap on the floor (but he didn't wake up), and Fred....well Fred didn't even notice.
"Okay people., I am back! Sorry if I took longer then usual, but on the way I ran into about 5 cats, MAN DO I HATE CATS, found Evan skateboarding to school and had to trip him, saw the mailman and just had to stuff those mysterious "Letters from God" in there, and.....oh yeah also decided to make a few new outfits and had to stop at the RagShop. But I got the food! Now who wants French Toast?"
EVERYONE.......even Todd who was now no longer asleep, got up from whatever position they were in and ran to the table, a large tremor shaking the house as Fred went. They all sat around the table like a starving pack of wolves, eyes all glazed as they waited.
"Ah! I guess that means everyone..." Pietro grinned and got to work. Zipping around so fast that you couldn't really see him, he had the French Toast made and set a plate before everyone. "Bon appetit..."
Then, like a starving pack of wolves.....okay EXACTLY like a starving pack of wolves, they all dove in and in seconds there was syrup, french toast pieces, and silverware all over the place. Amy ate like a normal person, just quietly trying to act as if she wasn't witnessing this. Pietro was already done eating.
He shook his finger at them. "Tsk tsk....acting like such pigs around a lady."
Fred looked up from his plate for a second, shrugged, and went back to stuffing his face. Todd didn't seem to care much either and kept grabbing food with this tongue. Lance stopped out of realization of this fact. "Sorry Amy but......food is a rare thing around here." Was all he could think of saying. At that moment the entire gang looked at her, as if they expected her to say something in disgust.
There was a long pause, then.... "Hee hee.....that's all right. But my goodness, with Pietro's cooking ability, how can you say there's never enough food? Don't you guys go shopping?"
Todd shook his head. "Don't got no cash, yo. Pietro has to steal stuff, and well, he's gotta go to a different supermarket every week or they start to get suspicious."
This caused Amy to pout. "Uhm, none of you work?"
"WORK?" Fred sounded so horrified at the idea that he almost looked as if he might faint.
Amy only blinked.
"I guess I would go to work, but..." Lance made a face. "I wouldn't get hired easily."
"And Pietro wouldn't be able to STAND working....." Todd remarked.
"Yeah! I'd have to wash dishes or something, and get my beautiful hands all wrinkly!" He whined.
"And Todd, well, no one could stand Todd..." Lance teased. Todd only stuck his tongue at him.
Amy giggled. "Oh I see......well......."
Everyone again awaited her response.
"If you gotta steal, you gotta steal." Amy went back to eating.
Lance smiled once more. (( Wow, too many smiles and you'll get soft, Alvers.)) "You know, you really do fit in here." he said, and without really thinking on it, casually slipped an arm around her shoulders. Pietro noticed of course, and got this miffed look on his face.
Amy acted like she didn't notice. She would not..... would not......allow herself to get too attached to Mr. Lance Alvers....or things might happen that she would have no control over...thankfully, Pietro saved her and quickly sat on her other side. "Hey so, you wanna meet me on the race tracks after school today?"
"Why, so you can show off?" Lance mumbled.
"I heard that!" the Speedster retorted, giving him yet another miffed look. "Not really anyway....I mean....maybe a little, but, I was thinking we could just have a work-out together. She DID join gymnastics, anyway."
Amy couldn't help but giggle. "But I would love to, Pietro. Besides, I do need to get some exercise."
After school, Amy made her way down the hall, heading to the gym where she would dress for the tracks. On the way, she found herself confronted by Scott, Jean, and Kurt.
"So......it's the girl who helped Pietro get away....do you realize that he's a bad guy?" Summers stood directly in front of her, like he was some kind of wall. Jean came up beside him, and with arms folded just gave Amy this disgusted look. Kurt, however, sort of hung back and looked at her solemnly.
Amy huffed. "Like DUH....of course I do. But YOU consider him a bad guy. I don't."
"Oh? And what about Lance Alvers? You think he's some nice sweet boy? All he's gonna do is take advantage of you." Scott said, sounding like a blatant parent.
This caused Amy to sigh, and look a little peeved. "Look SUMMERS, I don't really care what you think about the BrotherHood. They're my friends and that's that. And don't you dare start suggesting whose good and bad and acting like you're some kind of gawd damn judge."
"Yeah, just butt the hell out, yo." It was Todd, who just came from detention. (( Sorry, Todd ^.^)) "Why don't you and Psychic Witch just get out of her way?"
Scott glared at him. "Hey Tolensky, don't forget I saved your ass with Duncan that one time. I think YOU need to butt out before I make you. Now if you don't mind, I was talking to Amy."
Kurt, at this point, was still hanging back, as if he refused to get involved. Amy went to stand behind him, figuring it would be the only safe place. This caused Kurt to blush at her slightly.
Todd made a very scary, very angry face. "How many times you gonna bring that up, yo? Don't remind me! I'm not exactly THRILLED at the idea that you helped me. And it's more then made up for, I think. Now just drop it, will ya?"
Jean, looking all prissy and peeved, looked ready to bitch-slap him. "Get out of here, you slimy little amphibian! This doesn't involve you."
Amy growled, ready to lunge, but for some reason Kurt held her back. She looked into his eyes, blinking, totally confused by the affection she was reading in those colorless eyes. Oh hell.....not him too.....
Todd was ready to throw a punch for that one, girl or not, when Lance entered the scene. He caused a brief shake in Jean and Scott's direction, causing them to fall. "Knock it off, X-Geeks. Get out of here before things get nasty. I'm not gonna let you sit here and harass our new member like you do everyone else in this group. Now GET LOST!"
Scott got up and challenged him. "Oh yeah Alvers? Who made you God? Let's take this outside."
Jean grabbed his arm. "Scott, we can't damage school property again..."
Todd jumped up and down excitedly. "Lance, go kick their asses, yo!"
"Why does Scott always try to start?" Amy said, looking at Scott but aiming the question at Kurt.
"I don't know....I think maybe Scott just doesn't know how to let go...." he answered softly, still looking solemn.
Amy nodded. "Think you're right about that."
Outside, everyone is now on the tracks. Pietro had been doing laps, and stops when he sees Scott, Jean, Kurt, Todd, and Amy coming. Scott and Lance walk over to the side and face each other, while the others climb up onto the bleachers as if ready to witness something.
Pietro rolls his eyes. Not Summers again. Hm, was Lance gonna fight him? He grinned. This he wanted to see. Zipping over to the bleachers, he went to the very top one and stood up, fist in the air. "Give him a 9 on the Reichter scale, Lance! Whooooooo wwwwwwwwweeeee! Go Lance, Go!"
Everyone looked at Pietro for a moment. Then Todd and Amy smiled at each other and joined in the cheering. Kurt could only sit there, looking so torn.
" All right, let's party, Shades Boy. I'm gonna get this over with fast." Lance concentrated hard.....maybe too hard......but even as a headache was forming he continued....and the ground started shaking violently.
Pietro cheered incessently, as did Amy and Todd. However, the ground now shook even more violently. The earth beneath Scott's feet started to break open in large cracks, and trees that were a few yards away were crashing to the ground. Suddenly, even the bleachers were begining to sway.....and then everything was getting very loud and things were falling and crashing all over the place. Lance looked as if in a trance, and he was sort of leaning back.
"Uh oh! We're in trouble! Lance is locked, yo!!" Todd hopped off the bleachers quickly, with Amy following on wings. Kurt bamfed off somewhere with Jean.
"What does "locked" mean, Todd??" Amy asked over the noise of rumbling. She was starting to get nervous.
"It means he can't stop!" Todd, as small as he was, actually tried to shield Amy from falling debris.
"Can't stop?? But why??" Amy, in fact, was using her large grey wings to try and shield Todd.
"I dunno why it happens, man! But he's not gonna stop until the headache gets to him!" Todd cringed at the thought. "Which means one serious migraine, yo."
Meanwhile, Scott was climbing his way out of a newly formed crater. "Lance that's enough! You've proved your point-----ahhhhh!" Scott fell again into another hole, caused by another large split in the earth.
"Oh geez, how can we help?" Amy didn't like the thought of Lance and a migraine. It wasn't just the fact that he'd be in agony, but, he was one mean mother when he had a bad headache.......NO ONE could get near him without getting into trouble.....this she had heard from recounts by his friends.
"I don't think we can!" Todd actually looked concern. "But we gotta do something.....look!"
Amy looked over where Todd was pointing and gasped in horror. There was Pietro a few yards off....his foot stuck in a hole, and a large tree ready to fall on him.....
~To be Continued!~
Please R&R...and hope ya liked. :)
~*~Ami~*~
Anyways, this is part 2 of "QuickSilver and the Pheonix" Lotsa romanticy stuff, and a love triangle forming....actually a love..... square....o.o Also a bit of crazy fun :P
"Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!" The whole BrotherHood house shook, waking everyone up. Todd was first to jolt awake and hop out of his room, wearing a long nightshirt that was way too big for him. "What the hell is going on, yo?" He asked as he sleepily rubbed his eyes.
"Ha ha! That is the coolest Lance! Do it again!" Amy was jumping up and down on Lance's bed, a big smile on her face aimed at the mutant known as Avalanche.
"I better not, or I'll bring this whole place down! It's dilapidated enough, ya know." ::he chuckled and sat down on a torn up couch.
"Awwwwww......but I was really enjoying that....." Amy pouted and hopped off his bed, taking a seat next to him. Lance grinned. He was starting to like this girl alot.....hmmmm.....maybe too much. "Well, I can always show ya more outside.....especially if we have an encounter with those X-geeks anytime soon and---" He stopped suddenly, noticing Amy staring into his eyes. He could only blink and say nothing.
She laughed then, that cute little laugh that made even his heart flutter. "Don't look so serious, Lance. I was just admiring those nice brown eyes of yours. Can't a girl admire?"
Lance felt confused then. Was she coming on to him or just making conversation? Cause that certainly was some NICE conversation. And didn't she like Pietro?
"Uh of course you can....I mean..thanks." He looked away from her. "No one ever said that before."
Amy pouted. "Sorry Lance....I don't mean to sound so forward or anything."
"Oh no! It's all right.....just not used to flattery." ::he chuckles:: "Kinda used to being insulted all the time.......or being yelled at.....or being given nasty looks....."
At that moment, Todd hopped into the room, still looking sleepy. "Yo Alvers, you just about took out my window! I mean about a nail or two is still connecting it to the wall...::he looked at Amy and smiled faintly. "And how are you?"
She returned his smile. "Fine Toddy, you? And well don't blame Lance, I encouraged him."
Lance only grinned. Todd arched a brow but then shrugged. "I'm doin' fine I guess.......well, I guess it's off to get ready for school.....hey is Pietro gonna make breakfast? Or....do we have to let Fred cook again?"
Amy's eyes brightened at hearing Pietro's name. "He COOKS? Oh wow! A guy that can cook, that's a rare thing! See you two downstairs!" And off she went, leaving Todd and Lance watching her go in disbelief.
Downstairs, Pietro was already up but sitting on the TV couch, looking bored. There was no food prepared, but Fred was raiding the refrigerator.
"Aw man! There's nothing left again!" Fred complained. Pietro dashed over to him and folded his arms. "Maybe that's because you ATE everything." Fred only gave him a sheepish look and went to watch TV, abandoning the raid. At that moment Amy came bounding downstairs, and tried hard to restrain herself as she saw Pietro in a tight black shirt and jeans, with boots. He also had a vest on.....(( ::writer drools at this image::))
"......." (( ::long pause of speechlessness by Amy::)) "Good morning, Mr. Maximoff." She finally managed to say. Pietro turned to her and smiled, and in quite the teasing/flirting manner he's known for, dashes behind her and leans over her shoulder, without quite touching. "And good morning to you....hmmm.....don't you look sweet in those pajamas..."
Amy had a mad fit of blushing, as she realized she hadn't even gotten dressed yet. Geez, she had even been jumping around on Lance's bed like this! Talk about feeling comfortable in a new place too quickly....
"Oh! How embarrassing. I didn't even think to get dressed, I was too excited about hearing you were gonna cook breakfast." She got ready to head back for the stairs, but as she turned she noticed Lance there. She only blushed more.
"Well I WAS gonna cook....but SOMEBODY ate every last scrap of food in the house!" He sideways glanced to Fred with a glare, who tried to ignore him and act like an angel.
"Don't sweat it Pietro. Why don't you just go zip on over to the market and get some more?" Lance grabbed a seat at the table after getting himself some coffee.
"Ah good idea...." He was just about to go when Amy grabbed his arm. "Hey wait! What about your ankle?" She looked down at it, noticing it didn't look swollen at all anymore.
Pietro grinned proudly. "Looks like I heal fast, too, how do you like that?" He winked and took off. Amy blinked in surprise then decided to get some coffee herself, even though she didn't like it much. She sat next to Lance at the table, why Fred continued to watch TV. Todd had fallen asleep on the couch next to him, upside-down with his legs dangling over the side.
Lance gave her a smile. Which was a rare habit for him indeed. Amy struggled to think of something to say. "Hmm..so....thanks again for letting me join, Lance." He raised a brow at her. "I asked you to join, silly. But you're welcome anyway. Trust me I'm glad about it. Another recruit makes things a bit easier."
"Yeah....." Why the hell was she finding it so hard to talk.....move.....even BREATHE around him when they were sitting this close to each other? "Uh, so.....I bet you like music.....lemme guess, rock n roll....do you listen to K-Rock or anything like that?"
Lance couldn't help but chuckle at that one. "Of course, are you kidding? That's my all time favorite station. What about you?"
"Oh I love rock music!" She smiled slyly at him. "You yourself look like you could own a band."
"Heh....I kinda wish I did, but I don't know anyone who can play a guitar even HALFWAY decently...." ::shakes his head::
Amy laughed. "Well.....do you sing? Let me hear you sing!" She was teasing him a little, but really did want to hear him sing.
"Nah.....I mean, I really don't think I could...." He tried to change the subject. "What's your favorite band?"
"C'mon Lance, lemme hear you sing! Pweeeeeeeease?! With a million cherries on top? Please please pleaase....." Amy was relentless.
"All right all right!" Lance put his hands up. "Anything to make you stop...." He grinned at her. "Let me think of a song....."
At that point Fred had pried himself from the TV. "Oh this I gotta hear." He mumbled with a smirk. Todd however, was off in a la-la land and still snoring away.
" All right, here's one of my favorites......
I cannot take this anymore
I'm saying everything I've said before
All these words they make no sense
I find bliss in ignorance
Less I hear the less you'll say
But you'll find that out anyway....."
Amy grins widely and joins in. " Just like before..."
Lance- " Everything you say to me!"
Amy- " Takes me one step closer to the edge!"
Lance- " And I'm about to break!"
Amy- " I need a little time to breathe !"
Lance- " 'Cause I'm one step closer to the edge!"
Together- " And I'm about to break !"
Lance stops and looks impressed. "You're asking me to sing and you're pretty good yourself!"
"Are you kidding? YOU are awesome! You seriously need to get your own band!" She clasps her hands together. "And it's so cool that you like Linkin Park!"
Fred was looking rather amazed. Even he had to say, "Yeah Lance that was pretty good...." Before losing interest and getting back to the TV.
Before Lance could say anything else, Pietro came back in at super speed, with such a large gust of wind that it caused Lance to fall back in his chair, Amy to cling to the table for dear life, Todd to go crashing in a heap on the floor (but he didn't wake up), and Fred....well Fred didn't even notice.
"Okay people., I am back! Sorry if I took longer then usual, but on the way I ran into about 5 cats, MAN DO I HATE CATS, found Evan skateboarding to school and had to trip him, saw the mailman and just had to stuff those mysterious "Letters from God" in there, and.....oh yeah also decided to make a few new outfits and had to stop at the RagShop. But I got the food! Now who wants French Toast?"
EVERYONE.......even Todd who was now no longer asleep, got up from whatever position they were in and ran to the table, a large tremor shaking the house as Fred went. They all sat around the table like a starving pack of wolves, eyes all glazed as they waited.
"Ah! I guess that means everyone..." Pietro grinned and got to work. Zipping around so fast that you couldn't really see him, he had the French Toast made and set a plate before everyone. "Bon appetit..."
Then, like a starving pack of wolves.....okay EXACTLY like a starving pack of wolves, they all dove in and in seconds there was syrup, french toast pieces, and silverware all over the place. Amy ate like a normal person, just quietly trying to act as if she wasn't witnessing this. Pietro was already done eating.
He shook his finger at them. "Tsk tsk....acting like such pigs around a lady."
Fred looked up from his plate for a second, shrugged, and went back to stuffing his face. Todd didn't seem to care much either and kept grabbing food with this tongue. Lance stopped out of realization of this fact. "Sorry Amy but......food is a rare thing around here." Was all he could think of saying. At that moment the entire gang looked at her, as if they expected her to say something in disgust.
There was a long pause, then.... "Hee hee.....that's all right. But my goodness, with Pietro's cooking ability, how can you say there's never enough food? Don't you guys go shopping?"
Todd shook his head. "Don't got no cash, yo. Pietro has to steal stuff, and well, he's gotta go to a different supermarket every week or they start to get suspicious."
This caused Amy to pout. "Uhm, none of you work?"
"WORK?" Fred sounded so horrified at the idea that he almost looked as if he might faint.
Amy only blinked.
"I guess I would go to work, but..." Lance made a face. "I wouldn't get hired easily."
"And Pietro wouldn't be able to STAND working....." Todd remarked.
"Yeah! I'd have to wash dishes or something, and get my beautiful hands all wrinkly!" He whined.
"And Todd, well, no one could stand Todd..." Lance teased. Todd only stuck his tongue at him.
Amy giggled. "Oh I see......well......."
Everyone again awaited her response.
"If you gotta steal, you gotta steal." Amy went back to eating.
Lance smiled once more. (( Wow, too many smiles and you'll get soft, Alvers.)) "You know, you really do fit in here." he said, and without really thinking on it, casually slipped an arm around her shoulders. Pietro noticed of course, and got this miffed look on his face.
Amy acted like she didn't notice. She would not..... would not......allow herself to get too attached to Mr. Lance Alvers....or things might happen that she would have no control over...thankfully, Pietro saved her and quickly sat on her other side. "Hey so, you wanna meet me on the race tracks after school today?"
"Why, so you can show off?" Lance mumbled.
"I heard that!" the Speedster retorted, giving him yet another miffed look. "Not really anyway....I mean....maybe a little, but, I was thinking we could just have a work-out together. She DID join gymnastics, anyway."
Amy couldn't help but giggle. "But I would love to, Pietro. Besides, I do need to get some exercise."
After school, Amy made her way down the hall, heading to the gym where she would dress for the tracks. On the way, she found herself confronted by Scott, Jean, and Kurt.
"So......it's the girl who helped Pietro get away....do you realize that he's a bad guy?" Summers stood directly in front of her, like he was some kind of wall. Jean came up beside him, and with arms folded just gave Amy this disgusted look. Kurt, however, sort of hung back and looked at her solemnly.
Amy huffed. "Like DUH....of course I do. But YOU consider him a bad guy. I don't."
"Oh? And what about Lance Alvers? You think he's some nice sweet boy? All he's gonna do is take advantage of you." Scott said, sounding like a blatant parent.
This caused Amy to sigh, and look a little peeved. "Look SUMMERS, I don't really care what you think about the BrotherHood. They're my friends and that's that. And don't you dare start suggesting whose good and bad and acting like you're some kind of gawd damn judge."
"Yeah, just butt the hell out, yo." It was Todd, who just came from detention. (( Sorry, Todd ^.^)) "Why don't you and Psychic Witch just get out of her way?"
Scott glared at him. "Hey Tolensky, don't forget I saved your ass with Duncan that one time. I think YOU need to butt out before I make you. Now if you don't mind, I was talking to Amy."
Kurt, at this point, was still hanging back, as if he refused to get involved. Amy went to stand behind him, figuring it would be the only safe place. This caused Kurt to blush at her slightly.
Todd made a very scary, very angry face. "How many times you gonna bring that up, yo? Don't remind me! I'm not exactly THRILLED at the idea that you helped me. And it's more then made up for, I think. Now just drop it, will ya?"
Jean, looking all prissy and peeved, looked ready to bitch-slap him. "Get out of here, you slimy little amphibian! This doesn't involve you."
Amy growled, ready to lunge, but for some reason Kurt held her back. She looked into his eyes, blinking, totally confused by the affection she was reading in those colorless eyes. Oh hell.....not him too.....
Todd was ready to throw a punch for that one, girl or not, when Lance entered the scene. He caused a brief shake in Jean and Scott's direction, causing them to fall. "Knock it off, X-Geeks. Get out of here before things get nasty. I'm not gonna let you sit here and harass our new member like you do everyone else in this group. Now GET LOST!"
Scott got up and challenged him. "Oh yeah Alvers? Who made you God? Let's take this outside."
Jean grabbed his arm. "Scott, we can't damage school property again..."
Todd jumped up and down excitedly. "Lance, go kick their asses, yo!"
"Why does Scott always try to start?" Amy said, looking at Scott but aiming the question at Kurt.
"I don't know....I think maybe Scott just doesn't know how to let go...." he answered softly, still looking solemn.
Amy nodded. "Think you're right about that."
Outside, everyone is now on the tracks. Pietro had been doing laps, and stops when he sees Scott, Jean, Kurt, Todd, and Amy coming. Scott and Lance walk over to the side and face each other, while the others climb up onto the bleachers as if ready to witness something.
Pietro rolls his eyes. Not Summers again. Hm, was Lance gonna fight him? He grinned. This he wanted to see. Zipping over to the bleachers, he went to the very top one and stood up, fist in the air. "Give him a 9 on the Reichter scale, Lance! Whooooooo wwwwwwwwweeeee! Go Lance, Go!"
Everyone looked at Pietro for a moment. Then Todd and Amy smiled at each other and joined in the cheering. Kurt could only sit there, looking so torn.
" All right, let's party, Shades Boy. I'm gonna get this over with fast." Lance concentrated hard.....maybe too hard......but even as a headache was forming he continued....and the ground started shaking violently.
Pietro cheered incessently, as did Amy and Todd. However, the ground now shook even more violently. The earth beneath Scott's feet started to break open in large cracks, and trees that were a few yards away were crashing to the ground. Suddenly, even the bleachers were begining to sway.....and then everything was getting very loud and things were falling and crashing all over the place. Lance looked as if in a trance, and he was sort of leaning back.
"Uh oh! We're in trouble! Lance is locked, yo!!" Todd hopped off the bleachers quickly, with Amy following on wings. Kurt bamfed off somewhere with Jean.
"What does "locked" mean, Todd??" Amy asked over the noise of rumbling. She was starting to get nervous.
"It means he can't stop!" Todd, as small as he was, actually tried to shield Amy from falling debris.
"Can't stop?? But why??" Amy, in fact, was using her large grey wings to try and shield Todd.
"I dunno why it happens, man! But he's not gonna stop until the headache gets to him!" Todd cringed at the thought. "Which means one serious migraine, yo."
Meanwhile, Scott was climbing his way out of a newly formed crater. "Lance that's enough! You've proved your point-----ahhhhh!" Scott fell again into another hole, caused by another large split in the earth.
"Oh geez, how can we help?" Amy didn't like the thought of Lance and a migraine. It wasn't just the fact that he'd be in agony, but, he was one mean mother when he had a bad headache.......NO ONE could get near him without getting into trouble.....this she had heard from recounts by his friends.
"I don't think we can!" Todd actually looked concern. "But we gotta do something.....look!"
Amy looked over where Todd was pointing and gasped in horror. There was Pietro a few yards off....his foot stuck in a hole, and a large tree ready to fall on him.....
~To be Continued!~
Please R&R...and hope ya liked. :)
~*~Ami~*~
