*silence*
*silence*
*crickets begin to chirp*'
*looks offended* Well, I never...!
Okay, okay, I'll really stop this time! On with the story...
"...And
that was Like A Virgin, a song dedicated from the self-proclaimed
'Perfect Pietro Maximoff' to Evan 'Bonehead' Daniels," the radio DJ was
saying. Kitty, seated in the living room with her feet propped up casually
and listlessly trimming her nails, sat up straighter upon hearing said
DJ's words. Hn, Pietro's really outdone himself this time, she thought
to herself in amusement. I wonder what Evan'll do to get back at him...?
"Next
up, we have a dedication of She Worked Hard For the Money," the
DJ announced grandly. A pause. And then..."From Todd, to Tabitha."
At hearing that, Kitty nearly fell out of her
chair.
"Todd
says that this is payback for all those times Tabitha's de-pantsed him
in front of the guys," the DJ continued, as the opening chords to the suggestively
titled song began playing over the radio loudspeakers.
"Ugh,
I never knew there was so much in-fighting at the Brotherhood household,"
Kitty muttered to herself, as she returned to doing her nails.
Just
then, the doorbell rang, and Kitty quickly got off her seat and rushed
to answer the door. A familiar figure was framed against the doorway, carrying
a single red rose. Kitty's face lit up into a sunny grin, as she playfully
chastised, "You're late, Alvers," while reaching up to give him a friendly
hug. Lance made a grand motion as if to check the invisible watch on his
left wrist.
"Only
by five minutes," he protested jokingly. Clearing his throat, the tall
senior added in a suddenly serious tone, "Is she here...?"
Kitty gave a soft smile.
"Yes,"
she murmured, in a voice barely above a whisper. And then, louder, she
added, "Yes, she's here. She's upstairs. I'll go get her." And with that,
the blue-eyed freshman took off.
Kitty
bounded up the stairs, before tapping briefly on the door of a certain
girl's room. When her knocking went unheeded for the fifth time, she hesitantly
pushed the door open and took a tentative step inside. Rahne Sinclair was
lounging on one of the twin beds, carelessly leafing through an issue of
Seventeen,
a
pair of headphones jammed over her ears and blasting No Doubt's Hey
Baby. She glanced up when she sensed someone else in the room, then
spotted Kitty and gave an apologetic smile, tugging down the earphones.
"Oh,
hi," Rahne chirped perkily. Then, in a guilty voice, the pretty brunette
added, "Guess I didn't hear you knock. Sorry."
"That's
all right," Kitty murmured distractedly, looking around the room in search
of a certain someone. Clearing her throat, she finally ventured to ask,
"Say, you wouldn't happen to know where you roommate is by any chance,
would you?"
Rahne began to look wary, as she sat up straighter.
"Sure,
she's--" the petite Irish girl started to say.
"She's
right here," a soft female voice spoke up firmly. Both girls glanced in
the voice's direction, and noticed that Rahne's new roommate had appeared
at the doorway, crossing the hall too quietly to be heard. She arched an
eyebrow in Kitty's direction, and spoke in a carefully guarded voice, "You
wanted to see me?"
Kitty hesitated.
"Yeah,"
she murmured shyly. "I just wanted to say..."
Her voice trailed off, as both her and the other
girl glanced in Rahne's direction. Rahne got the hint, and quickly scrambled
off her bed.
"I'll,
uh, go pay a visit to Kurt," she mumbled, clearing her throat awkwardly
as she hurried to scuttle out of the room. The brunette closed the door
behind her, dreading an incoming catfight--which had been the reason why
the other girl had moved in with her in the first place, seeing as how
her room was the farthest one from Kitty's. Ugh, if they both like Lance
so much, why can't one of them just date Sam or something? she thought
to herself. He looks like he could be Lance's younger brother, anyway...
Kitty
watched as the other girl calmly strode over and took a seat by the window,
picking up the romance novel she'd been reading.
"So,
what do you want to talk about?" she asked, keeping her voice surprisingly
neutral. Kitty cleared her throat for the hundredth time, before awkwardly
beginning to speak.
"Look,
I'm not here to pick a fight with you," she began quietly. The other girl
placed her book onto the polished wooden desk, and sat up straighter. Encouraged,
Kitty went on.
"What
I am here for is to tell you that after our...um, foodfight the
other night, I realized that I had been feuding with someone I really cared
about over an ex-boyfriend with whom I ended the relationship,"
she went on, almost timidly.
"Kitty,
I--" her supposedly former friend began to speak up, looking uncertain
at the freshman's words.
"And
I realized that I was acting jealous and overpossessive--which is, like,
totally uncalled for--and all over a great guy with whom I wasn't even
dating," Kitty went on in a quick rush of words. "So I went over to the
Brotherhood house and had a talk with Lance, to apologize for the way our
relationship ended, but also to tell him that it was time to move on, and
that if he wanted to date someone else, then I really shouldn't stand in
the way."
The other girl looked like she wanted to burst
out crying, but managed to regain control of herself and swallowed hard,
clearing her throat several times before speaking.
"Kitty,
I...I don't know what to say," she stammered. "I mean, I should probably
thank you for being such a good friend...And I probably ought to apologize
for going after Lance immediately after the two of you broke up."
"Well,
I'm sorry for blowing up at you for falling for such a great guy, and acting
all jealous and overprotective because I wasn't over him quite yet and
didn't want to see him happy with someone who wasn't me," Kitty responded
shyly. She suddenly reached up, and engulfed the other girl in a warm hug.
"By
the way," Kitty said. "I have a surprise for you downstairs--"
Just
then, the door creaked a single time, before finally giving out, apparently
under some sort of weight, and flinging wide open.
"Whoa!"
two voices howled in unison, as Rahne and Kurt fell forward, toppling onto
each other in a mass of hair and fur.
"Ouch,"
both mutants grumbled, still lying on the floor in a tangle of limbs. The
two girls in the room arched their eyebrows down at their eavesdroppers,
before Kitty spoke up dryly, "My, doesn't this look friendly."
Rahne and Kurt stared up at the brunette, then
seemed to realize the suggestive position they were lying in, and scrambled
to hop onto their feet, faces flaming red.
"Um...you
see...we were just going to ask if you two wanted a Pepsi...don't look
at us that way...it wasn't my idea..." the two babbled, blushing
furiously. Kitty rolled her eyes, giving a tired grin, before turning to
the other girl and chirping, "Come on, I've got a surprise I want to show
you!" and pulling her out of the room.
"So,
what is this surprise you keep on talking about?" she asked curiously,
as the two girls bounded down the stairs.
"You'll
see," Kitty replied mysteriously. The other girl paused halfway down, as
she picked up the song that was playing over Kitty's radio sitting downstairs
in the living room, and asked, "Hey, Kitty, since when did you start listening
to U2?"
Kitty blushed, before admitting guiltily, "Since
I destroyed all my BSB and 'NSYNC albums right after I broke up with Lance."
The other girl grinned teasingly, but only said,
"Well, good for you."
"Hey,
this isn't about my taste in music," Kitty spoke defensively, as she led
her friend into the living room.
"This
is about you...and Lance."
"Someone
say my name?" a familiar voice spoke up good-naturedly, as the second girl
froze on her tracks upon seeing him.
"La...Lance,"
she stammered awkwardly, not knowing what else to say, as U2's Beautiful
Day continued to play over the radio in the background. Lance stepped
forward, and handed over the single red rose, which she took numbly.
"Hey
there," he murmured affectionately. Kitty, meanwhile, watched the exchange,
before prodding the other girl, "Go on. Weren't you two supposed to hook
up after the WWF event, before I found out about it?"
"Just
making up for lost time, Princess," Lance said, a boyish grin on his handsome
face, as he held out one hand with a mocking grand gesture. She giggled,
as she took his hand, and he led her toward the front door. Glancing back,
she caught sight of Kitty, and silently mouthed, Thank you. And
then they were out the door, as she said silently to herself, Well,
Jean, guess there was never any need for a sacrifice in the end.
Kitty
watched the happy couple stride out the door, as U2's Beautiful Day
played softly over the radio in the background. Beautiful Day, indeed,
she thought to herself. Just then, the dedications came back on, and the
DJ announced grandly, "This request was made in response to the Like
A Virgin dedication."
Kitty perked up, as a mischievous grin lit up
her face and in the back of her mind the pretty freshman wondered what
Evan had concocted.
"It's
a dedication from Evan to Pietro." A dramatic pause. "Light My Fire,
by
The Doors!"
This time, Kitty wasn't as lucky as when Todd
had dedicated She Worked Hard For The Money to Tabitha, as she fell
over and landed unceremoniously on her face.
"Like,
ew!" the blue-eyed freshman grimaced, wondering what had possessed her
teammate to dedicate Light My Fire of all songs to Pietro Maximoff
in retaliation.
"...Come
on baby light my fire," Jim Morrison continued to sing melodically over
the radio speakers, as Kitty made all sorts of faces. Halfway through,
just when Kitty was starting to forget about Evan and beginning to enjoy
the song, Light My Fire was abruptly stopped, as the DJ's voice
came on apologetically.
"We
apparently just got a call from Evan, complaining that the radio station
has mixed up his dedication request," he began. The opening chords to another
song began to play over the loudspeakers, as the DJ said, "Here's the correct
dedication, from Evan to Pietro, Lonely Boy!"
"Oh,"
Kitty mumbled, breathing a sigh of relief and wondering whether she had
just heard Pietro holler in outrage over at the Brotherhood boarding house.
Ta da! The End. Thank you, thank you, thank you very much. Please do not restrain yourself from throwing any roses, I love flowers! Okay, this story was actually a toss-up between Jean and Rogue till the very last second, I had originally decided on Jean by the fifth chapter, then read all the reviews and was swayed by the reasons that the people vying for Rogue offered. But alas, I am easily bribed, and when someone sent over all the cash and diamond jewelry...j/k ^_^! Seriously, though, for all the people that were rooting for Rogue, sorry 'bout that, but hey, you can always cross out Jean's name and replace it with Rogue, since there never was any real, concrete evidence stating that it had to be Jean. And for all those people vying for Jean...I carried out my end of the bargain, now pay up! I take cash and checks, no money orders! Again, j/k ^_^! Seriously though, what made me choose Jean was simply because it was an original pairing, and it would be rather interesting to see Scott's reaction watching the object of his affections going out with Rival Numero Uno. Anyways, thanks for reading and reviewing this fic, I'm really sad to see it end...but on the bright side, I am currently planning on writing another Evo fic, this time a humor one (ah, right up my alley) about Toad trying to shoot a music video starring the rest of the Brotherhood.
