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Chapter 6: The Friend of a Friend of a Friend
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"Wow, that was some concert, wasn't it, guys?" Amara asked, grinning as she walked toward the backstage area of the Bayville Arena with her three friends, Kitty, Tabby, and Kurt.
"Yeah, that was great! I wonder if I can get that one dancer's phone number while we're backstage," Tabby purred with a grin and a wiggle of her eyebrows. They approached the backstage area, where a small number of fans had already gathered for their chance to meet the one and only Alison Blaire.
"I think he'd be scared of you, Tabby," Kurt chuckled, tossing back his image-induced black hair.
"Aw, that's not very nice at all, Blue Boy," Tabby giggled, pouncing on Kurt's back and ruffling his hair up, "you aren't scared of me, are you? Is this the face of a scary person?" she batted her eyelashes playfully, kissing Kurt's fuzzy cheek.
"Very much so," Kurt said, a light blush coming to his cheeks.
"I just can't believe we're getting to meet Alison Blaire! This is so exciting! I don't think anything could ruin this for me," Amara squealed as they finally reached the backstage area, where a couple of other young fans stood, backstage passes hanging around their necks.
"Well, Amara, then don't look now," Tabby groaned, "looks like Lance and the loser boys have come to crash the party." The three other X-Men turned to see the mutant teenagers, all in their standard civvies.
"Lance, what are you and the loser boys doing here?" Kitty snapped, her face red with anger.
"Trust me, it wasn't my idea," Lance said, motioning with his eyes toward Pietro, "check with our fearless leader for further details. I wouldn't have been caught dead here tonight, otherwise."
"This from the guy who was just in the bathroom checking his hair to make sure he'd look good for Miss Blaire?" Todd snickered, leaping up onto Fred's shoulder to avoid a swing from Lance.
"Well, sweet stuff, let me put it this way," Pietro started, ignoring the glares that the collected mutants were getting from the other fans. He darted to stand beside Kitty, leaning his elbow against her shoulder, "we know something about Alison that you don't... and we'll just leave it at that, okay?" He patted her on the head degradingly, "Good Kitty. Good, simple, little Kitty." he used his hyper speed to back away from Kitty before she could even think about doing anything damaging to his person. However, as he ran back to the Brotherhood, he didn't notice that Lance's foot had been placed in his path, sending the silver haired speedster tumbling end over end for several yards.
"Oops, sorry," Lance shrugged, not sounding apologetic in the least as he glanced at Kitty and smiled thinly. She returned the smile quickly, but so her friends wouldn't notice she immediately afterwards rolled her eyes and turned away from Lance. He, however, understood that she appreciated what he did, in some small degree.
"Just see if you guys can stay out of trouble, vill you?" Kurt glared at the Brotherhood boys, especially Pietro, who was walking back up beside his gang, dusting himself off. Just then, the guard standing in front of Alison's door stepped aside and the blonde haired pop star emerged, smiling in a very friendly fashion at all of her fans. She paused to greet each and every one of them, answering and questions that they had and signing memorabilia that they had brought to her. Finally, she got to the last few people, the X-Men and the Brotherhood.
"I hope you liked the show tonight," she said, smiling thinly, eyeing Pietro, Lance, Todd, and Fred suspiciously.
"Oh, yeah! It was, like totally awesome!" Kitty cried, a grin spreading across her face.
"How did you learn to dance so well?" Amara asked.
"My choreographer, Frederick, worked with me for quite some time before I got my moves down," Alison replied, smiling as she signed a photograph that Amara handed her. As she moved to the Brotherhood, Lance fumbled in his pocket, producing a folded wall poster, at which the rest of the Brotherhood, as well as the X-Men, stared in disbelief.
"A big fan, I see," Alison giggled lightly as she autographed the poster, which Lance promptly refolded and placed back in his pocket.
"Yeah, I've been listening to your stuff since you started," Lance said with a grin.
"And drooling over your music videos, too," Fred added with a chuckle. Lance merely glared at him as Alison began giggling again.
"Nice to know that I'm appreciated." She said with a warm smile and a blush in her cheeks. The X-Men could only watch and wait for the other mutant teenagers to do something suspicious, besides the very fact that they were backstage at the concert of a teen pop star. Kitty found herself growing slightly jealous at the apparent chemistry between Lance and Alison, but reminded herself that she had to be pleasant to all of her fans. Pietro stepped up beside Alison with a smarmy grin on his face, handing her a small slip of paper.
"A friend of mine asked me to give this to you. One Remy LeBeau," he said. Alison's face paled slightly as she took the piece of paper and stuck it in her pocket, nodding.
"All right... well... thank you, everyone for coming out tonight, it means so much to see every one of you. Without you guys there really would be no me, so I thank you. Goodnight!" She blew kisses to the assembled fans and headed back into her dressing room. The X-Men watched her depart, then turned to confront the Brotherhood, only to find that they had disappeared.
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To Be Continued
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Chapter 6: The Friend of a Friend of a Friend
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"Wow, that was some concert, wasn't it, guys?" Amara asked, grinning as she walked toward the backstage area of the Bayville Arena with her three friends, Kitty, Tabby, and Kurt.
"Yeah, that was great! I wonder if I can get that one dancer's phone number while we're backstage," Tabby purred with a grin and a wiggle of her eyebrows. They approached the backstage area, where a small number of fans had already gathered for their chance to meet the one and only Alison Blaire.
"I think he'd be scared of you, Tabby," Kurt chuckled, tossing back his image-induced black hair.
"Aw, that's not very nice at all, Blue Boy," Tabby giggled, pouncing on Kurt's back and ruffling his hair up, "you aren't scared of me, are you? Is this the face of a scary person?" she batted her eyelashes playfully, kissing Kurt's fuzzy cheek.
"Very much so," Kurt said, a light blush coming to his cheeks.
"I just can't believe we're getting to meet Alison Blaire! This is so exciting! I don't think anything could ruin this for me," Amara squealed as they finally reached the backstage area, where a couple of other young fans stood, backstage passes hanging around their necks.
"Well, Amara, then don't look now," Tabby groaned, "looks like Lance and the loser boys have come to crash the party." The three other X-Men turned to see the mutant teenagers, all in their standard civvies.
"Lance, what are you and the loser boys doing here?" Kitty snapped, her face red with anger.
"Trust me, it wasn't my idea," Lance said, motioning with his eyes toward Pietro, "check with our fearless leader for further details. I wouldn't have been caught dead here tonight, otherwise."
"This from the guy who was just in the bathroom checking his hair to make sure he'd look good for Miss Blaire?" Todd snickered, leaping up onto Fred's shoulder to avoid a swing from Lance.
"Well, sweet stuff, let me put it this way," Pietro started, ignoring the glares that the collected mutants were getting from the other fans. He darted to stand beside Kitty, leaning his elbow against her shoulder, "we know something about Alison that you don't... and we'll just leave it at that, okay?" He patted her on the head degradingly, "Good Kitty. Good, simple, little Kitty." he used his hyper speed to back away from Kitty before she could even think about doing anything damaging to his person. However, as he ran back to the Brotherhood, he didn't notice that Lance's foot had been placed in his path, sending the silver haired speedster tumbling end over end for several yards.
"Oops, sorry," Lance shrugged, not sounding apologetic in the least as he glanced at Kitty and smiled thinly. She returned the smile quickly, but so her friends wouldn't notice she immediately afterwards rolled her eyes and turned away from Lance. He, however, understood that she appreciated what he did, in some small degree.
"Just see if you guys can stay out of trouble, vill you?" Kurt glared at the Brotherhood boys, especially Pietro, who was walking back up beside his gang, dusting himself off. Just then, the guard standing in front of Alison's door stepped aside and the blonde haired pop star emerged, smiling in a very friendly fashion at all of her fans. She paused to greet each and every one of them, answering and questions that they had and signing memorabilia that they had brought to her. Finally, she got to the last few people, the X-Men and the Brotherhood.
"I hope you liked the show tonight," she said, smiling thinly, eyeing Pietro, Lance, Todd, and Fred suspiciously.
"Oh, yeah! It was, like totally awesome!" Kitty cried, a grin spreading across her face.
"How did you learn to dance so well?" Amara asked.
"My choreographer, Frederick, worked with me for quite some time before I got my moves down," Alison replied, smiling as she signed a photograph that Amara handed her. As she moved to the Brotherhood, Lance fumbled in his pocket, producing a folded wall poster, at which the rest of the Brotherhood, as well as the X-Men, stared in disbelief.
"A big fan, I see," Alison giggled lightly as she autographed the poster, which Lance promptly refolded and placed back in his pocket.
"Yeah, I've been listening to your stuff since you started," Lance said with a grin.
"And drooling over your music videos, too," Fred added with a chuckle. Lance merely glared at him as Alison began giggling again.
"Nice to know that I'm appreciated." She said with a warm smile and a blush in her cheeks. The X-Men could only watch and wait for the other mutant teenagers to do something suspicious, besides the very fact that they were backstage at the concert of a teen pop star. Kitty found herself growing slightly jealous at the apparent chemistry between Lance and Alison, but reminded herself that she had to be pleasant to all of her fans. Pietro stepped up beside Alison with a smarmy grin on his face, handing her a small slip of paper.
"A friend of mine asked me to give this to you. One Remy LeBeau," he said. Alison's face paled slightly as she took the piece of paper and stuck it in her pocket, nodding.
"All right... well... thank you, everyone for coming out tonight, it means so much to see every one of you. Without you guys there really would be no me, so I thank you. Goodnight!" She blew kisses to the assembled fans and headed back into her dressing room. The X-Men watched her depart, then turned to confront the Brotherhood, only to find that they had disappeared.
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To Be Continued
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