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Kitty stared aghast at Logan, wondering is if this were just an awful nightmare..it had to be, and it was about to get worse. The Professor had heard Logan's yelling and had come down to investigate to find an ashen faced Kitty and a beet-red Pietro backing away defensively against the furious look in Logan's eyes.
"I repeat, what the hell is going on?" Logan said, crossing his arms. Pietro gulped, and Kitty looked down at the floor silently wondering just how much Logan had seen.
The Professor looked vaguely confused. "Is there something wrong?"
Kitty felt her face heat up. "Nope. Nothing wrong. Nothing happened."
Logan snorted fiercely. "I walked in here to find these two playing tonsil hockey right in the middle of the kitchen. Damn near killed my appetite."
"We weren't doing anything," Pietro said quickly, regaining some of his trademark cool composure.
"Yeah nothing."
"It didn't look like nothing," Logan said suspiciously.
"Please, are you crazy?" Pietro said derisively, and then quickly added, "No, of course your not. Hehe, I meant, Kitty and I don't even LIKE each other, and she's too boring for my taste."
Kitty stared at him, open-mouthed, not quite sure if Pietro was pretending so they could both get out of the situation unscathed or if he actually meant the words coming out of his mouth. Heaven knew he'd said them often enough. Not to be outdone, Kitty cleared her mysteriously parched throat.
"Yeah, please, could you actually see me with that fast-talking troll?" Kitty retorted, believably. Logan raised his eyebrows, and Pietro stared at her, his jaw set in a hard line. Kitty avoided his gaze and instead concentrated on whether the Professor and Logan were buying the act. They were..Kitty was about to flash a triumphant smile at Pietro, when he turned back to Logan.
"Pay no attention to her, she's just mad because she couldn't get a date on planet of the apes," Pietro shot out. Kitty's eyes narrowed dangerously. Apparently this was no longer a game. The Professor was looking a little exasperated.
"That's quite enough, you both don't have to prove," the Professor began saying tiredly. Kitty cut him off swiftly, turning on Pietro furiously.
"You pig, there's no way on earth I'd ever go out with you!"
"Good, because there's no way in hell I'd ever ask you!" Pietro shot back. Kitty wanted to stomp on his foot she was that steamed, but amazingly it was Logan who stepped in.
"Alright that's enough," Logan announced, stepping between them. Pietro and Kitty faced each other, teeth clenched. "You've made your point."
"What's all the yelling about?" came a snotty voice behind them. All four turned to face an irritated Stacy.
"You're boyfriend lost his ONLY brain-cell, it's a pity really," Kitty said coolly, aware of Pietro glaring at her.
"Kitty ENOUGH!" Logan said warningly, although she could see a small hint of a smile on his face.
Kitty stomped out of the room, furious with herself for letting him kiss her again. He would never change that was for sure. She heard footsteps behind her and whirled to find Pietro stalking after her.
"Kitty you just decided our relationship right there. So we're gonna stay enemies, huh? Fine. You want it that way, you got it," Pietro snapped. Kitty looked at him, swallowing hard.
"Good, great, thank god," Kitty lied, trying not to look at him. Pietro looked at her for a second, and the atmosphere was electric. Then he exhaled softly, turned and left. Kitty sniffed quietly and reached her room. She had made the decision and she was going to stick with it even if it killed her. Looking back at Pietro's muscular back, and silver-gilt hair, Kitty closed her eyes determinedly. She didn't need him. She could go on like before. Now if she could only believe it..
Kitty stared aghast at Logan, wondering is if this were just an awful nightmare..it had to be, and it was about to get worse. The Professor had heard Logan's yelling and had come down to investigate to find an ashen faced Kitty and a beet-red Pietro backing away defensively against the furious look in Logan's eyes.
"I repeat, what the hell is going on?" Logan said, crossing his arms. Pietro gulped, and Kitty looked down at the floor silently wondering just how much Logan had seen.
The Professor looked vaguely confused. "Is there something wrong?"
Kitty felt her face heat up. "Nope. Nothing wrong. Nothing happened."
Logan snorted fiercely. "I walked in here to find these two playing tonsil hockey right in the middle of the kitchen. Damn near killed my appetite."
"We weren't doing anything," Pietro said quickly, regaining some of his trademark cool composure.
"Yeah nothing."
"It didn't look like nothing," Logan said suspiciously.
"Please, are you crazy?" Pietro said derisively, and then quickly added, "No, of course your not. Hehe, I meant, Kitty and I don't even LIKE each other, and she's too boring for my taste."
Kitty stared at him, open-mouthed, not quite sure if Pietro was pretending so they could both get out of the situation unscathed or if he actually meant the words coming out of his mouth. Heaven knew he'd said them often enough. Not to be outdone, Kitty cleared her mysteriously parched throat.
"Yeah, please, could you actually see me with that fast-talking troll?" Kitty retorted, believably. Logan raised his eyebrows, and Pietro stared at her, his jaw set in a hard line. Kitty avoided his gaze and instead concentrated on whether the Professor and Logan were buying the act. They were..Kitty was about to flash a triumphant smile at Pietro, when he turned back to Logan.
"Pay no attention to her, she's just mad because she couldn't get a date on planet of the apes," Pietro shot out. Kitty's eyes narrowed dangerously. Apparently this was no longer a game. The Professor was looking a little exasperated.
"That's quite enough, you both don't have to prove," the Professor began saying tiredly. Kitty cut him off swiftly, turning on Pietro furiously.
"You pig, there's no way on earth I'd ever go out with you!"
"Good, because there's no way in hell I'd ever ask you!" Pietro shot back. Kitty wanted to stomp on his foot she was that steamed, but amazingly it was Logan who stepped in.
"Alright that's enough," Logan announced, stepping between them. Pietro and Kitty faced each other, teeth clenched. "You've made your point."
"What's all the yelling about?" came a snotty voice behind them. All four turned to face an irritated Stacy.
"You're boyfriend lost his ONLY brain-cell, it's a pity really," Kitty said coolly, aware of Pietro glaring at her.
"Kitty ENOUGH!" Logan said warningly, although she could see a small hint of a smile on his face.
Kitty stomped out of the room, furious with herself for letting him kiss her again. He would never change that was for sure. She heard footsteps behind her and whirled to find Pietro stalking after her.
"Kitty you just decided our relationship right there. So we're gonna stay enemies, huh? Fine. You want it that way, you got it," Pietro snapped. Kitty looked at him, swallowing hard.
"Good, great, thank god," Kitty lied, trying not to look at him. Pietro looked at her for a second, and the atmosphere was electric. Then he exhaled softly, turned and left. Kitty sniffed quietly and reached her room. She had made the decision and she was going to stick with it even if it killed her. Looking back at Pietro's muscular back, and silver-gilt hair, Kitty closed her eyes determinedly. She didn't need him. She could go on like before. Now if she could only believe it..