Kitty and Pietro
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Disclaimer: We don't own the characters in X-Men Evolution, but we own our story
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Chapter 8: Paradise II
In a flash, Pietro stood beside the bed. It was tempting, he wanted to just flop onto it. Not that he couldn't, but before he could, Kitty's voice sprang out.
"Oh no! Like, how are we gonna sleep?" Kitty gasp in sheer "horror" at the sight of the queen sized bed. It should have been 2 single beds, not one queen sized bed. ~No way am I, like, gonna sleep on the same bed with THAT person!~
The young freshman sprinted to the nearby phone, and called for room service. She wasn't aware of Pietro, still standing beside the bed, with his mouth ajar. "Hello, room service? My room is supposed to, like, have 2 single beds. Yeah, I would like to change to a room with those." Kitty said, eagerly pressing the phone closer to her ear. "I'm sorry, miss. We do not have anymore available room." Came the not-so-expected reply. "WHAT! It can't be! WHAT!" Kitty slammed the phone down and started talking to it.
"E-Erm... Pryde, it's okay,"
"It's okay? FOR YOU! NOT ME! Like, who would wanna sleep with YOU?"
"Hey! I'm every girl's dream! YOU should be privileged!"
"FAT HOPE!" Kitty scoffed one last bit of her controlled anger and crossed her arms in displeasure.
The already irritated albino couldn't care less. He took off his t-shirt (only that, because he was not used to sleeping with a t-shirt). Kitty's eyes grew wider at the "obscene" sight. "Pietro Maximoff! What do you think you're doing?" Her voice grew louder with a half-lecture, half-questioning tone.
"Sleeping. What else? Hey, if you don't like it, you can sleep on the floor. If not, you sleep beside me. I give you my word, I WON'T and DON'T WANT to INTERACT with YOU! I'm tired, take it or leave it."
Kitty's eyes shifted from the comfy bed, to the hard, cold floor, then back to bed. ~The bed definitely looked better... B-but... no, I can't give in to that loser while he gets to sleep so comfortably!~ With that, she laid her still-tensed-up body on the soft bed, and pulled the covers up.
"Okay. You face there and I'll face here. No turning, whatsoever." Kitty said, not wanting any kind of eye contact with the figure beside her.
"Trust me, I WON'T want to..." Pietro soon fall back to sleep. The only lights, which were the bedside lamps, were turned off, and the room fell into dark silence.
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During the night...
Kitty tried to turn to the other side. Her left arm was getting numb from the weight of her body. Furthermore, she wasn't used to only sleeping on one side. Her usual nights would consist of several tossing and turnings. But she didn't want to forfeit her deal. She couldn't turn cause Pietro was just next to her and...
Pietro yawned again. It was his twenty-first one. He was tired, yet he couldn't get much sleep as his right arm was "paralysed". ~I have to turn. Oww... but Pryde... forget about what she said. I bet it's alright for just a little turn for a little while. Besides, I'm not *that* sort of person~
Meanwhile... Kitty was thinking, ~Well, not like he'll notice. He's already sleeping like a pig. Oh, I probably, like, forgot... he IS a PIG~ Kitty made up her last decision and tossed over, eyes still remained shut. But what she hadn't noticed was that Pietro did the same, at the same time. Great minds think alike? Well, I doubt so.
Just as the brunette turned, a sigh of relief escaped from her mouth. But along with it, came like another similar one. Kitty's eyes drifted open, only to come face to face with... *GASP* Kitty let out one loud one. Pietro picked up the signal and opened his dreamy eyes. ~WHAT THE!~ He thought. Kitty didn't know how to react to the current situation, so she unconsciously gave away one of her infamous frowns. She lowered her head in embarrassment, not wanting to think further of how close their faces met with each other. ~Oh no, is he staring at me? This is so humiliating. My reputation is ruined!~ Kitty trained a line of thoughts. ~I can't believe it. Those eyes again... What was I thinking! Don't think of her like that. She don't deserve it!~ Pietro hit himself mentally.
Just then, Kitty tossed to her other side, and the simple action broke all train of thoughts. What a night!
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Next morning...
Kitty felt her head resting against something soft. No, not her pillow. It felt so soft, yet a little hard. It's difficult to describe the feeling of it. However, Kitty didn't bother to contemplate what it was. It was morning. Kitty could feel the presence of light and warmth, as her senses became clearer, though she kept her weary eyes closed. A little yawn escaped from her. Kitty didn't feel like sleeping anymore, and it was probably time for her to wake up.
Her eyes slowly fluttered open. Kitty felt that she seemed to be in an awkward position. She sniffed a bit, then her attention came to what her head had been resting on. *GASP* Her eyes widen in shock, as her line of vision came towards some fine, muscular abs. ~Oh my goodness! What happened? Pietro? Why was I sleeping on him? How...~ Before she could finish, a voice had interrupted her.
"I see you've woke up." Pietro said looking down upon her.
"Pietro? How come... No. You knew it, didn't you? Why didn't you wake me up?" Kitty jolted up and stared at her companion with half-trusting eyes, while her face was flushed in awkwardness.
"Well, I didn't want to wake you up since you were sleeping so peacefully..." Just then, Pietro's explanation was cut short with Kitty yelling at him as a pervert and slamming pillows on his head. Kitty then jumped out of bed and started making her way to the bathroom to wash up.
However, Pietro was much quicker. He sped towards her destination first, and leaned against the doorframe, blocking the entrance. "Kitty, I'm sorry... okay? Forgive me? Pwease..." Pietro said with his hands together and puppy dog eyes. It only made Kitty flush more. She had to admit he do look pretty gorgeous and cute in a way... not forgetting adorable.
Her nonchalant lips spread into one of her attractive smiles. She tilted her head upwards and planted a peck on Pietro's left cheek, "Good Morning!"
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Well, for the others... they seemed pretty well off. Lance and Rogue seemed to opened up to each other... little of them would be revealed though... no one actually knew what happened, but something in those glances they exchanged told the rest that Lance got over with his Kitty-madness, while Rogue started to develop other feelings rather then "cool"...
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To be continued...
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Disclaimer: We don't own the characters in X-Men Evolution, but we own our story
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Chapter 8: Paradise II
In a flash, Pietro stood beside the bed. It was tempting, he wanted to just flop onto it. Not that he couldn't, but before he could, Kitty's voice sprang out.
"Oh no! Like, how are we gonna sleep?" Kitty gasp in sheer "horror" at the sight of the queen sized bed. It should have been 2 single beds, not one queen sized bed. ~No way am I, like, gonna sleep on the same bed with THAT person!~
The young freshman sprinted to the nearby phone, and called for room service. She wasn't aware of Pietro, still standing beside the bed, with his mouth ajar. "Hello, room service? My room is supposed to, like, have 2 single beds. Yeah, I would like to change to a room with those." Kitty said, eagerly pressing the phone closer to her ear. "I'm sorry, miss. We do not have anymore available room." Came the not-so-expected reply. "WHAT! It can't be! WHAT!" Kitty slammed the phone down and started talking to it.
"E-Erm... Pryde, it's okay,"
"It's okay? FOR YOU! NOT ME! Like, who would wanna sleep with YOU?"
"Hey! I'm every girl's dream! YOU should be privileged!"
"FAT HOPE!" Kitty scoffed one last bit of her controlled anger and crossed her arms in displeasure.
The already irritated albino couldn't care less. He took off his t-shirt (only that, because he was not used to sleeping with a t-shirt). Kitty's eyes grew wider at the "obscene" sight. "Pietro Maximoff! What do you think you're doing?" Her voice grew louder with a half-lecture, half-questioning tone.
"Sleeping. What else? Hey, if you don't like it, you can sleep on the floor. If not, you sleep beside me. I give you my word, I WON'T and DON'T WANT to INTERACT with YOU! I'm tired, take it or leave it."
Kitty's eyes shifted from the comfy bed, to the hard, cold floor, then back to bed. ~The bed definitely looked better... B-but... no, I can't give in to that loser while he gets to sleep so comfortably!~ With that, she laid her still-tensed-up body on the soft bed, and pulled the covers up.
"Okay. You face there and I'll face here. No turning, whatsoever." Kitty said, not wanting any kind of eye contact with the figure beside her.
"Trust me, I WON'T want to..." Pietro soon fall back to sleep. The only lights, which were the bedside lamps, were turned off, and the room fell into dark silence.
* * *
During the night...
Kitty tried to turn to the other side. Her left arm was getting numb from the weight of her body. Furthermore, she wasn't used to only sleeping on one side. Her usual nights would consist of several tossing and turnings. But she didn't want to forfeit her deal. She couldn't turn cause Pietro was just next to her and...
Pietro yawned again. It was his twenty-first one. He was tired, yet he couldn't get much sleep as his right arm was "paralysed". ~I have to turn. Oww... but Pryde... forget about what she said. I bet it's alright for just a little turn for a little while. Besides, I'm not *that* sort of person~
Meanwhile... Kitty was thinking, ~Well, not like he'll notice. He's already sleeping like a pig. Oh, I probably, like, forgot... he IS a PIG~ Kitty made up her last decision and tossed over, eyes still remained shut. But what she hadn't noticed was that Pietro did the same, at the same time. Great minds think alike? Well, I doubt so.
Just as the brunette turned, a sigh of relief escaped from her mouth. But along with it, came like another similar one. Kitty's eyes drifted open, only to come face to face with... *GASP* Kitty let out one loud one. Pietro picked up the signal and opened his dreamy eyes. ~WHAT THE!~ He thought. Kitty didn't know how to react to the current situation, so she unconsciously gave away one of her infamous frowns. She lowered her head in embarrassment, not wanting to think further of how close their faces met with each other. ~Oh no, is he staring at me? This is so humiliating. My reputation is ruined!~ Kitty trained a line of thoughts. ~I can't believe it. Those eyes again... What was I thinking! Don't think of her like that. She don't deserve it!~ Pietro hit himself mentally.
Just then, Kitty tossed to her other side, and the simple action broke all train of thoughts. What a night!
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Next morning...
Kitty felt her head resting against something soft. No, not her pillow. It felt so soft, yet a little hard. It's difficult to describe the feeling of it. However, Kitty didn't bother to contemplate what it was. It was morning. Kitty could feel the presence of light and warmth, as her senses became clearer, though she kept her weary eyes closed. A little yawn escaped from her. Kitty didn't feel like sleeping anymore, and it was probably time for her to wake up.
Her eyes slowly fluttered open. Kitty felt that she seemed to be in an awkward position. She sniffed a bit, then her attention came to what her head had been resting on. *GASP* Her eyes widen in shock, as her line of vision came towards some fine, muscular abs. ~Oh my goodness! What happened? Pietro? Why was I sleeping on him? How...~ Before she could finish, a voice had interrupted her.
"I see you've woke up." Pietro said looking down upon her.
"Pietro? How come... No. You knew it, didn't you? Why didn't you wake me up?" Kitty jolted up and stared at her companion with half-trusting eyes, while her face was flushed in awkwardness.
"Well, I didn't want to wake you up since you were sleeping so peacefully..." Just then, Pietro's explanation was cut short with Kitty yelling at him as a pervert and slamming pillows on his head. Kitty then jumped out of bed and started making her way to the bathroom to wash up.
However, Pietro was much quicker. He sped towards her destination first, and leaned against the doorframe, blocking the entrance. "Kitty, I'm sorry... okay? Forgive me? Pwease..." Pietro said with his hands together and puppy dog eyes. It only made Kitty flush more. She had to admit he do look pretty gorgeous and cute in a way... not forgetting adorable.
Her nonchalant lips spread into one of her attractive smiles. She tilted her head upwards and planted a peck on Pietro's left cheek, "Good Morning!"
* * *
Well, for the others... they seemed pretty well off. Lance and Rogue seemed to opened up to each other... little of them would be revealed though... no one actually knew what happened, but something in those glances they exchanged told the rest that Lance got over with his Kitty-madness, while Rogue started to develop other feelings rather then "cool"...
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To be continued...