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Bobby jumped in surprise as he saw Kitty and Pietro enter from the hangar garage. And they're both in one piece, Bobby marveled. He'd never figured Kitty for an outdoorsy type. "So, guys, how does it feel to be the grand Looosers of the treasure hunt?" Bobby asked in an announcer type voice. He smirked, after all, what good was it if they lost if he couldn't tease them about it? However, instead of rising to the bait, Kitty looked nervous and a tad flushed, and Pietro ran his hand through his hair and began looking at the floor intently. Bobby frowned. This was weird. Usually a comment like that would warrant a snappy remark from Kitty and a shove from Pietro, but both were strangely silent. "What's wrong with you two? Didn't you have fun hanging out with each other?" Bobby asked innocently. He waited with anticipation, sure that this would prompt a furious retaliation from them both.
To his shock, Kitty turned a bright shade of pink and began picking at an imaginary piece of lint on her arm. "Shut up, Drake," Pietro growled, and took off down the hall.
Bobby stared after him and then turned to Kitty. "Whoah, what happened?"
"I don't want to talk about it," Kitty said tersely, and went down the hall to her room and shut the door.
Bobby whistled and shrugged. He'd find out soon enough what was eating her. Now, first order of business; get Rogue and Jubilee to make up. He saw Rogue make her way down the hallway with Lance, both of them speaking in soft tones. "Ahem," Bobby cleared his throat. Rogue looked up, and smiled a little nervously at him.
"Hey," she greeted.
"Hey Rogue," Bobby replied back. "Can I talk to you for a second in private?"
Lance frowned and shrugged. "I'll seeya at dinner, Rogue." Bobby rolled his eyes in impatience as Lance hugged Rogue and left. Rogue turned to him with a stern look, her arms folded across her chest.
"Okay, what's up?"
"Well, I have good news," Bobby announced brightly. "I talked to Jubilee and I managed to convince her to forgive you, if you apologize." He waited for Rogue to thank him. He wasn't prepared, however, for the look of shock and anger that crossed her face.
"You did what?!" Rogue spat out. Bobby gulped. She did NOT look happy. "First of all, who asked you to go beg for her forgiveness on my behalf?" Rogue demanded, her eyes flashing. "She needs to grow up. I mean, I've apologized atleast a 100 times and she hasn't done anything but ignore me! Frankly, I'm tired of it. If she wants to be friends again, she has to take the first step," Rogue said, her jaw set.
Bobby groaned inwardly as Rogue stalked down the hall. This was an even bigger mess than he'd thought. Rogue and Jubilee were two of the most stubborn people he'd ever known. At this rate, they'd NEVER speak to each other. He sighed and wandered down the hall, when he suddenly crashed into someone. Bobby looked up startled to see Bianca.
Bobby waited for the usual barrage of flirtatious comments from the popular cheerleader. But this time, he noted that Bianca wasn't engaging in mindless chatter. From the looks of it, she was on a mission.
"Have you seen Pietro?" Bianca asked impatiently. Bobby blinked.
"Uh, yeah. Kitty and him just got back from-," Bobby went silent. He couldn't tell her they'd been on a training hunt under orders from the Professor. Then she'd ask all sorts of questions like why she wasn't invited…..then he'd have to tell her it was because she wasn't a mutant….Bobby shuddered. He didn't even want to get into that with her. Bianca didn't seem like the tolerant type.
"From?" Bianca practically snapped.
"From….um, a movie," Bobby lied, finally. Bianca stopped, gaping.
"You mean, they went on, like, a ….date?"
Bobby smiled a little. Why shouldn't he have a little fun now and then? "Yeah, like a date," Bobby said cheerfully, taking in the stormy look on Bianca's face with glee.
"Hmph," Bianca sniffed, and spun on her heel like a cat. Bobby watched her leave and muffled his laughter. Poor Pietro. Bobby almost felt sorry for him.
"Bobby, it's time for dinner," Miss Munroe called from the large kitchen. Bobby nodded and ran down, suddenly ravenous. Talking about drowning my sorrows in food, Bobby thought wryly as helped set the table. He had a feeling it was going to be a long, long day.
Bobby jumped in surprise as he saw Kitty and Pietro enter from the hangar garage. And they're both in one piece, Bobby marveled. He'd never figured Kitty for an outdoorsy type. "So, guys, how does it feel to be the grand Looosers of the treasure hunt?" Bobby asked in an announcer type voice. He smirked, after all, what good was it if they lost if he couldn't tease them about it? However, instead of rising to the bait, Kitty looked nervous and a tad flushed, and Pietro ran his hand through his hair and began looking at the floor intently. Bobby frowned. This was weird. Usually a comment like that would warrant a snappy remark from Kitty and a shove from Pietro, but both were strangely silent. "What's wrong with you two? Didn't you have fun hanging out with each other?" Bobby asked innocently. He waited with anticipation, sure that this would prompt a furious retaliation from them both.
To his shock, Kitty turned a bright shade of pink and began picking at an imaginary piece of lint on her arm. "Shut up, Drake," Pietro growled, and took off down the hall.
Bobby stared after him and then turned to Kitty. "Whoah, what happened?"
"I don't want to talk about it," Kitty said tersely, and went down the hall to her room and shut the door.
Bobby whistled and shrugged. He'd find out soon enough what was eating her. Now, first order of business; get Rogue and Jubilee to make up. He saw Rogue make her way down the hallway with Lance, both of them speaking in soft tones. "Ahem," Bobby cleared his throat. Rogue looked up, and smiled a little nervously at him.
"Hey," she greeted.
"Hey Rogue," Bobby replied back. "Can I talk to you for a second in private?"
Lance frowned and shrugged. "I'll seeya at dinner, Rogue." Bobby rolled his eyes in impatience as Lance hugged Rogue and left. Rogue turned to him with a stern look, her arms folded across her chest.
"Okay, what's up?"
"Well, I have good news," Bobby announced brightly. "I talked to Jubilee and I managed to convince her to forgive you, if you apologize." He waited for Rogue to thank him. He wasn't prepared, however, for the look of shock and anger that crossed her face.
"You did what?!" Rogue spat out. Bobby gulped. She did NOT look happy. "First of all, who asked you to go beg for her forgiveness on my behalf?" Rogue demanded, her eyes flashing. "She needs to grow up. I mean, I've apologized atleast a 100 times and she hasn't done anything but ignore me! Frankly, I'm tired of it. If she wants to be friends again, she has to take the first step," Rogue said, her jaw set.
Bobby groaned inwardly as Rogue stalked down the hall. This was an even bigger mess than he'd thought. Rogue and Jubilee were two of the most stubborn people he'd ever known. At this rate, they'd NEVER speak to each other. He sighed and wandered down the hall, when he suddenly crashed into someone. Bobby looked up startled to see Bianca.
Bobby waited for the usual barrage of flirtatious comments from the popular cheerleader. But this time, he noted that Bianca wasn't engaging in mindless chatter. From the looks of it, she was on a mission.
"Have you seen Pietro?" Bianca asked impatiently. Bobby blinked.
"Uh, yeah. Kitty and him just got back from-," Bobby went silent. He couldn't tell her they'd been on a training hunt under orders from the Professor. Then she'd ask all sorts of questions like why she wasn't invited…..then he'd have to tell her it was because she wasn't a mutant….Bobby shuddered. He didn't even want to get into that with her. Bianca didn't seem like the tolerant type.
"From?" Bianca practically snapped.
"From….um, a movie," Bobby lied, finally. Bianca stopped, gaping.
"You mean, they went on, like, a ….date?"
Bobby smiled a little. Why shouldn't he have a little fun now and then? "Yeah, like a date," Bobby said cheerfully, taking in the stormy look on Bianca's face with glee.
"Hmph," Bianca sniffed, and spun on her heel like a cat. Bobby watched her leave and muffled his laughter. Poor Pietro. Bobby almost felt sorry for him.
"Bobby, it's time for dinner," Miss Munroe called from the large kitchen. Bobby nodded and ran down, suddenly ravenous. Talking about drowning my sorrows in food, Bobby thought wryly as helped set the table. He had a feeling it was going to be a long, long day.
