I Dare You To Love Me
Disclaimer: Ever heard of a company named Marvel? Well, X-men Evolution belongs to them and not to me. And if somehow I got my facts mixed up and X-Men Evo is not owned by Marvel, then I still would not own it. Kapeesh?
Author's Note: Prom night! *eep!* Muchas gracias to Trunks-Girl, for adding me to her Favorites list, and the very cool people who reviewed, namely---
evolutionary spider- I am familiar with the terms "dolled up" and "decked out" since I grew up reading Sweet Valley and other American pocketbooks ^-^ Yes, the X-men have already bought outfits for the prom and Pietro does have a suit (he would look soooooo hunky in a suit!) but I didn't include buying those clothes in the fic because it would make the story longer than necessary ^-^ Sorry to disappoint, but Remy doesn't make an appearance here and Rogue just wants to make sure nothing happens to Kitty. Thanks for your opinions and suggestions! (blows reviewer a kiss) ^-^
Aphrodite- kietros RULE!!!
Sprite- thanks for the advice… you're right, that was deep ^-^
me- thank you ^-^
Alison Sky- you are so incredibly funny! I loved that Pietro looks at family tree thing! ^-^
CHAPTER SEVEN
The speed demon's heart was racing at a mildly alarming speed when he pulled his car into the driveway of the X mansion. He got out, wiped his sweaty hands on his tuxedo, and stared at the huge, impressive building before him.
Suddenly the doors were flung open, almost startling Pietro out of his wits. Logan stood in the threshold of the mansion, glowering at the silver-haired teenager.
"Well, what are you standing there for, kid?" he growled when seconds passed and Pietro didn't make a single move. "Come in, but don't steal anything--- unless you want to be badly mutilated."
In spite of his cool, "Nothing can affect me" demeanor, the speed demon was a bit hesitant in following Logan to the living room, where Evan, Scott, Jean, and Kurt, in their formal attire, were all sitting on the sofa.
They stared at him, Evan not bothering to hide his look of hostility.
"Sit," Logan commanded, motioning to a chair. Pietro sat down--- what else could he do? You do not disobey a guy with a surly disposition and metal claws that could rip you into shreds.
"Kitty will be down in a moment," said Jean, gesturing to the awesome marble staircase. "She's getting ready. I, ah, hope you don't mind waiting." She was obviously trying her best to be polite.
"It's no big deal," Pietro assured her.
Evan rolled his eyes. "All right, Maximoff, let's skip the charade. Why the hell did you ask Kitty to the prom?"
"Evan!" hissed Jean, Scott and Kurt.
"I don't need to explain to you, Daniels," the speed demon said coolly. "What's the matter, are you jealous?"
"You son of a bi---"
"Stuff it, Porcupine," Logan growled, sending a quelling look in Evan's direction. The black boy crossed his arms in front of his chest and frowned, but kept quiet.
Pietro allowed himself a small smirk. It probably wasn't wise to start a quarrel with his archenemy in a roomful of said archenemy's friends, but there was no way he was taking any "What are you planning to do to her, you bastard?" crap from Daniels or anyone else.
"So, kid, indulge me," said Logan. "Why did you ask half-pint to the prom?"
Pietro blinked.
"He means Kitty," Scott told him quickly.
My good-for-nothing idiot buddies dared me to do it. Probably not the answer they wanted to hear. But what could he say? I like her and I want her to be my prom date? Hah! Pigs will fly before I say that!
Fortunately Pietro was spared from having to reply by an earsplitting scream from upstairs.
"OUCH!!! That so, like, hurts!"
"Quit bein' such a baby, ya wanna look your best, don'tcha?!!!"
"Yeah, but not so much that I'm going to let you, like, just stick pins into my hair! I mean, do you even know how to style hair?"
"Of course Ah do, stop fidgetin' or ya'll---"
"OWWWWWW!!!"
"Told ya!"
Kurt stood up and called, "Keety! Your date's here!"
There was a muffled cry and the sound of something crashing to the floor. "Be down in, like, a minute!" Kitty shouted back.
After what felt like a half hour, Rogue came down the stairs, looking visibly exasperated. "Ah swear, someday Ah am goin' tah kill that gal!" she declared, pushing her hair away from her face. Her eyes narrowed ever so slightly when they fixed on Pietro.
"Where is she?" asked the speed demon. Before Rogue could reply, Evan's jaw dropped open and Kurt let out a strangled gasp. Jean, Scott and Logan stared at something behind Pietro in obvious astonishment. The X-men had frozen.
These people are nuts, the silver-haired mutant thought, standing up and turning around to see what rendered them speechless.
What he saw rendered him more than speechless.
It completely robbed him of breath.