I Dare You To Love Me
Disclaimer: I OWN X-MEN EVOLUTION!!!!!!!… not.
Author's Note: DeMoNic GigGles, that hurt. You have hard shoes. (rubs bump on head and winces) ^-^ Thank you, Dark Angel, and don't worry, I will update as often as possible.
CHAPTER FOUR
There was no way Pietro could back out of this situation without looking like a complete idiot. "Um, the prom starts at eight, right?" he said, struggling to regain his cool. "So… will seven-thirty be all right? I could come earlier… or later…" Or not at all.
"Seven-thirty is okay. You do know where I live, don't you?"
He smirked, remembering the many times he had sneaked into the X mansion. "Yeah, I do. See you Friday night." He was about to leave and beat the stuffing out of the three sick bastards he never should have made friends with when she suddenly asked, "You have a suit?"
"Of course I have a suit!" he cried, insulted. "I have lots of suits!"
She was visibly relieved. "Good."
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Pietro's friends were waiting for him, big grins on their faces. "So, what'd she say?" asked Todd.
"How did she turn you down?" Lance wanted to know.
"Gee, I'm surprised she didn't slap you," Fred remarked.
The speed demon glared at them, his features etched with icy fury. They recognized that look--- the Look that had once made Sabertooth cower in fear, the Look that promised a very slow and painful death. They whispered a few silent prayers.
"I," he told them furiously, "have a date with Kitty Pride. I am going with a fucking X-man to the fucking prom, and it's all your FUCKING FAULT!"
They stared at him, backing away just a little bit. At last, Fred said, "Maybe you should've asked Jean Grey instead."
It wasn't the smartest thing to say. Pietro's green-blue eyes flashed, and before Lance, Todd, and Fred knew it, they were knocked out cold.