Interview with Pietro/Quicksilver
Me: Hello Pietro, what do you want me to call you? Speed Demon? Quicksilver? Speeding Bullet?
(Pietro rolls his eyes, giving the interviewer an evil glare)
Pietro: Pietro. Just call me Pietro.
Me: Well then Pietro, how's life?
Pietro: What kind of a dumb question is that? How's life? Jeez, get to the question's lady! But actually, I managed to beat Daniel's in a basketball game (crosses arms across his chest, a smirk widening across his face)
Me: Daniel's?
Pietro: You call yourself an interviewer? Where's my lawyer?! (taps foot impatiently on the ground)
Me: Well..moving along then.. Pietro, darling, How's Lanze doing?
Pietro: LANCE! Security, get this woman out of here, complete fool I tell you! While your at it, get me a Lattè, double the foam! You were saying..?
Me: Obviously, your too busy with ordering your coffee, you feel you don't have to pay attention!
Do you know girls adore you around the world?
(Pietro jumps out of his chair, knocking over a water glass)
Pietro: Im listening! What girls? You should of mentioned them first! Then I would have been paying attention! WHERES MY LATTE? So..who are these fabulous ladies?
Me: Oh, just a couple thousand of them, Im not really sure of there names. But anyways we are here to talk, not for you to drool over girls! Now, tell me, hows the Brotherhood gang going?
Pietro: Wont say nothing, if you don't say please!
Me: Please?
Pietro: Nothing! (chuckles) I said, I wont say nothing if you dont say please!
Me: What are you? Five?
Pietro: You calling me a diaper baby?
Me: What?
Pietro: You know, the little bag things them kids wear over there uhh..(raises a brow) Then theres that stupid, lame commercial. (Pietro clears his throat, using a high pitched voice) Mommy wow, Im a big kid now!
Me: Oh puh-leaze! Now, I've been sitting here talking with you for the past ten minutes and I haven't even got a straight answer from you. Just let me ask you a few questions, then you can get back to your little diaper song.
(Pietro glares at the interviewer)
Pietro: Get on with it then, come on, come on!
Me: Very well. What do you think of the "X-Men"?
Pietro: This could go on forever, but I'll just shorten it into a few words. Losers. Gay. Stupid. Did I mention losers?
Me: So, I'll take it as you don't get along with them..?
Pietro: Well that is the obvious answer isn't it?
Me: Whatever. So..why do they call you Quicksilver?
Pietro: Check out the hair, lady! Quick, is for my skill of runnin' real fast. You know, down the basketball court, against that lame ass Daniels, who think's he's the best. We'll I showed him!
Me: How err..interesting. What's your sister's name?
Pietro: Twin sister, get your facts straight! Her name's Wanda, are you writing this down? It will come in handy, when you write that article for me in the newspaper.
Me: Who said anything about a newspaper?
Pietro: Bleeding hearts of the world unite! This woman is insane! SECURITY, I MEAN IT NOW, take this useless woman, or what some people call interviewer out of here!
(Two chunky, large, tall men creep in from the shadows, and grab an arm of the interviewer dragging her out)
Me (shouting): Geroff me, you sleezy security people, men, guys, whatever you are..Hey wait a minute, why are you leading me towards that large window? Were ten floors from the grrrooouuuuuunddddddddddddddddddd (SPLAT!)
END
(A/N: Ok I know it sucks, but I was bored. I normally never write about X-Men, but since MY FRIEND TALKS ABOUT IT 24/7 *cough* Jessica *cough* I guess it got to me. Oh my lord, Im loosing my touch for Harry Potter fanfics! Noooooooooooooooooooooo!!! Well anyways, R/R please. I don't care if it's a flame, you don't even have to write anything, I just wanna know if people actually read this :P)
Me: Hello Pietro, what do you want me to call you? Speed Demon? Quicksilver? Speeding Bullet?
(Pietro rolls his eyes, giving the interviewer an evil glare)
Pietro: Pietro. Just call me Pietro.
Me: Well then Pietro, how's life?
Pietro: What kind of a dumb question is that? How's life? Jeez, get to the question's lady! But actually, I managed to beat Daniel's in a basketball game (crosses arms across his chest, a smirk widening across his face)
Me: Daniel's?
Pietro: You call yourself an interviewer? Where's my lawyer?! (taps foot impatiently on the ground)
Me: Well..moving along then.. Pietro, darling, How's Lanze doing?
Pietro: LANCE! Security, get this woman out of here, complete fool I tell you! While your at it, get me a Lattè, double the foam! You were saying..?
Me: Obviously, your too busy with ordering your coffee, you feel you don't have to pay attention!
Do you know girls adore you around the world?
(Pietro jumps out of his chair, knocking over a water glass)
Pietro: Im listening! What girls? You should of mentioned them first! Then I would have been paying attention! WHERES MY LATTE? So..who are these fabulous ladies?
Me: Oh, just a couple thousand of them, Im not really sure of there names. But anyways we are here to talk, not for you to drool over girls! Now, tell me, hows the Brotherhood gang going?
Pietro: Wont say nothing, if you don't say please!
Me: Please?
Pietro: Nothing! (chuckles) I said, I wont say nothing if you dont say please!
Me: What are you? Five?
Pietro: You calling me a diaper baby?
Me: What?
Pietro: You know, the little bag things them kids wear over there uhh..(raises a brow) Then theres that stupid, lame commercial. (Pietro clears his throat, using a high pitched voice) Mommy wow, Im a big kid now!
Me: Oh puh-leaze! Now, I've been sitting here talking with you for the past ten minutes and I haven't even got a straight answer from you. Just let me ask you a few questions, then you can get back to your little diaper song.
(Pietro glares at the interviewer)
Pietro: Get on with it then, come on, come on!
Me: Very well. What do you think of the "X-Men"?
Pietro: This could go on forever, but I'll just shorten it into a few words. Losers. Gay. Stupid. Did I mention losers?
Me: So, I'll take it as you don't get along with them..?
Pietro: Well that is the obvious answer isn't it?
Me: Whatever. So..why do they call you Quicksilver?
Pietro: Check out the hair, lady! Quick, is for my skill of runnin' real fast. You know, down the basketball court, against that lame ass Daniels, who think's he's the best. We'll I showed him!
Me: How err..interesting. What's your sister's name?
Pietro: Twin sister, get your facts straight! Her name's Wanda, are you writing this down? It will come in handy, when you write that article for me in the newspaper.
Me: Who said anything about a newspaper?
Pietro: Bleeding hearts of the world unite! This woman is insane! SECURITY, I MEAN IT NOW, take this useless woman, or what some people call interviewer out of here!
(Two chunky, large, tall men creep in from the shadows, and grab an arm of the interviewer dragging her out)
Me (shouting): Geroff me, you sleezy security people, men, guys, whatever you are..Hey wait a minute, why are you leading me towards that large window? Were ten floors from the grrrooouuuuuunddddddddddddddddddd (SPLAT!)
END
(A/N: Ok I know it sucks, but I was bored. I normally never write about X-Men, but since MY FRIEND TALKS ABOUT IT 24/7 *cough* Jessica *cough* I guess it got to me. Oh my lord, Im loosing my touch for Harry Potter fanfics! Noooooooooooooooooooooo!!! Well anyways, R/R please. I don't care if it's a flame, you don't even have to write anything, I just wanna know if people actually read this :P)