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Dixion stayed with Pietro in his room to talk. She felt somewhat bad for
not going to see anybody else, but right then she thought being with Pietro
was more important. They talked for a long time about their lives, where
they grew up and about anything that came to mind. One painful and
unmentionable topic of their parents never came up, thankfully to both of
them.
Dixion was half through telling Pietro about the time when she was three
and had tried to turn her sheep dog into a poodle with a haircut, when the
door opened.
Lance strode in, followed hesitantly by Kitty. "Pietro, you have to come out of this room. You need to eat, and you look like-." Lance stopped suddenly when he spotted Dixion sprawled across Pietro's bed and giggling, Pietro laying beside her, laughing to the point of tears and trying desperately to get air into his lungs.
"Dixion you're, like ok!" Kitty squeaked happily, running towards her friend to hug her tightly. Lance and Pietro looked on shocked, Dixion giving a look near disgust at them.
"Yeah, yeah Kitty. I'm ok, but I won't be if you don't let go soon." A sly smile crossed Dixion's face and she winked at the guys. "Oh no, it's getting dark. Hey Kitty? Do I go towards this bright light I see?"
Kitty, with a look of total horror, dropped Dixion immediately, backing away, her face pale. Unfortunately, she didn't find it very funny being laughed at by Dixion, Lance and Pietro.
"Kitty, I'm really sorry," Dixion, gasped, giggling "but I couldn't resist."
Kitty glared at Dixion, but eventually managed a small smile. "I'm glad you're ok but what are you doing up here?"
Dixion sat for a moment in thoughtful silence then said, "Oh, well Kitty, I decided to make Pietro my man slave so I came to tell him of my plans. Not that his opinion would matter in the situation."
Kitty looked shocked and somewhat disgusted at Dixion, Lance gave Pietro a strange look, and Pietro tried to hide his laughter and red face.
Kitty began to sputter. "Dixion...I...um...like...why...what...-"
"Kitty I'm kidding, as much as I believe Pietro wishes it was true." Dixion rose from the bed, swatting Pietro in the back of the head. She grabbed Kitty's hand, dragging her from the room. "Come'on Kitty. Let's leave these boys to fight over whatever crap they were going to, if we weren't in here to begin with."
The door swung shut, and Lance whirled on Pietro. "What was that about? You're sitting there, grinning like a fool, when only hours ago, you wouldn't even say two words."
Pietro sat up and moved to the edge of the bed, looking at his friend. "Geez Lance. When did you become my mother? I was feeling bad about Dixion flipping out and everything, but now she's fine. End of story."
Lance paced the room, stopping at the window. "Don't tell me 'End of story'. Somebody, especially you, doesn't go from deep depression to happy go lucky because a girl you met maybe a week ago, flips out, passes out, then is fine again." There was a tense silence with Pietro staring at the floor, Lance staring out the window. "You like her." This was more a statement of the obvious to Pietro then a question.
"Yeah, so. Why do you care?" Pietro busied himself, picking at the little fuzzies and lint on the bedspread.
"I have no problem with it. It just explains why you've been acting the way you have." Lance turned to looked at Pietro's back. "But I think others here might have a problem with it."
"Well screw them. I don't concern them." The speedster clenched his fists on the bed.
Lance came over, and sat beside his 'brother'. "Why are you so touchy about it?"
Pietro head snapped up. "Why are you so interested in my life?"
"Just thought you might want to talk about it." Lance's response seemed too brotherly and casual to Pietro. He raised an eyebrow at Lance, which was responded to with a shrug.
"Whatever. Come' on downstairs with me. We both need some food, probably along with everyone else in this house. God! It's been like a graveyard around here. Too quiet."
Lance reached for the door, followed by Pietro when Kitty phased through it. She crashed straight into Lance, knocking both of them to the floor.
She struggled to sit up. "Guys, there's something like, wrong with Dixion." Kitty's face was pale again with fear. "We were just standing out in the hall talking, when like, she just fell over."
Not waiting for a response or action from either guy, Kitty jumped to her feet, grabbed both and phased through the door again with them in tow.
Not far from the door, Dixion was sprawled out on the floor, her eyes closed. The three hurried over, checking over Dixion. They all jumped back startled when her eyes shot open.
"Um, guys and Kitty? Do you mind? I'm reliving my childhood here and you aren't helping any by poking at me." Dixion squirmed out of their grasp and lay back down. Her three friends looked confused at each other then back at Dixion.
"Reliving your childhood?" Kitty scooted over beside Dixion once again.
Dixion answered without opening her eyes "Yes. I used to do this when I was younger. Drove my parents and Uncle insane. They kept thinking I died or something. Why don't you guys join me?"
Sighing Pietro lay down beside Dixion. Kitty and Lance followed suit. "So what do you do exactly?"
Dixion smiled happily to herself. "Oh I feel like a teacher now. Well you pretty much just lie here, without moving or talking and stare at the ceiling or close your eyes."
"Well, I guess Pietro can't play. He can't stay still for more then two seconds."
"Shut up Lance!" Pietro kicked Lance in the shin, stubbornly.
Lance grimaced, Kitty giggling beside him.
"Guys, shut up or this won't work properly!"
"Somebody explain to me why I'm doing this?" Pietro sighed, looking at Dixion.
"It's because you love me so much Pietro. That's why you do stupid stuff like this."
Finally, all quieted down as the four teens laid there, staring at the ceiling. And it was Ororo that had the pleasure of finding them like that.
"What may I ask are you children doing on the floor? And who is this? Dixion, you are all right then?"
"Yes Ma'am. I'm doing great. Hungry but great." Dixion rose to her feet, picking her way through the bodies on the floor. "And as for us lying on the floor, we're reliving our childhood...my way."
"I see. So this means everything is ok?"
"Oh yeah, sure."
"So will you be joining the rest of the household for dinner, as late as it might be?"
Dixion looked at the three bodies on the floor and grinned. "I think I speak for the group of corpses when I say yeah."
"Hey! I'm like, not dead." Kitty jumped to her feet and managed to successfully step on Lance.
"As amazing as this is, I agree with Kitty." Pietro got up showing great self-pride. "I'm too handsome to die just yet."
"Ignore Mr. Ego. Um, Kitty are you gonna just leave Lance there. He looks like he's kinda in pain."
"Oops, sorry Lance." Kitty aided Lance in getting up as he was still holding his shin and now his new injury.
Ororo rolled her eyes and smiled motherly. "Come' on then."
Lance walked gingerly after Ororo, Kitty's arm around him helping. Dixion shook her head at them at looked back at Pietro. "Come' on Mr. Ego, I'm starving."
"Don't I get anything for being your man salve?" Pietro pouted sounding somewhat disappointed.
Dixion brushed her lips over his, wrapping her arms around him. "You get my undying respect and thanks."
"Oh yippee." Pietro exclaimed with a pathetic attempt at mimicking Kitty.
"Whiner." Dixion poked him in the ribs, and pulled him along towards dinner. ************************************************************************ Not amazingly, everyone who hadn't seen Dixion up and moving had a fit when they saw her. After hugs, and comments of all sorts, Dixion finally convinced people to let her eat.
The 11 teens had a wonderful, nutritious meal of 4 large pizzas and 4 2Lt. bottles of Coke.
It being around about 11p.m. and everyone being completely wiped from the day, it became very quiet again as people began turning in.
Well everyone but Dixion. Having slept most of the afternoon and evening, she was good for another few hours.
No one had the energy to argue with her, so she won the argument of staying up. Only problem was she got more then a few evil glares and threats from Logan if she was too loud.
In a last attempt to have something to do, she sat and begged Pietro to stay up and talk with her. He finally agreed and she dragged him up to her room.
Dixion succeeded to get a max of 3 hours of talking out of Pietro before he passed out. So now, the power of fatigue working on her and being too lazy, she just curled up on her bed beside Pietro, instead of moving him.
Pietro must have woke up some time after Dixion fell asleep because when she woke in the early hours of morning, his arms encircled her and they were both covered by her comforter. Happy and warm, Dixion snuggled back down beside him and went back to sleep. *********************************************************************** Same as before.
Lance strode in, followed hesitantly by Kitty. "Pietro, you have to come out of this room. You need to eat, and you look like-." Lance stopped suddenly when he spotted Dixion sprawled across Pietro's bed and giggling, Pietro laying beside her, laughing to the point of tears and trying desperately to get air into his lungs.
"Dixion you're, like ok!" Kitty squeaked happily, running towards her friend to hug her tightly. Lance and Pietro looked on shocked, Dixion giving a look near disgust at them.
"Yeah, yeah Kitty. I'm ok, but I won't be if you don't let go soon." A sly smile crossed Dixion's face and she winked at the guys. "Oh no, it's getting dark. Hey Kitty? Do I go towards this bright light I see?"
Kitty, with a look of total horror, dropped Dixion immediately, backing away, her face pale. Unfortunately, she didn't find it very funny being laughed at by Dixion, Lance and Pietro.
"Kitty, I'm really sorry," Dixion, gasped, giggling "but I couldn't resist."
Kitty glared at Dixion, but eventually managed a small smile. "I'm glad you're ok but what are you doing up here?"
Dixion sat for a moment in thoughtful silence then said, "Oh, well Kitty, I decided to make Pietro my man slave so I came to tell him of my plans. Not that his opinion would matter in the situation."
Kitty looked shocked and somewhat disgusted at Dixion, Lance gave Pietro a strange look, and Pietro tried to hide his laughter and red face.
Kitty began to sputter. "Dixion...I...um...like...why...what...-"
"Kitty I'm kidding, as much as I believe Pietro wishes it was true." Dixion rose from the bed, swatting Pietro in the back of the head. She grabbed Kitty's hand, dragging her from the room. "Come'on Kitty. Let's leave these boys to fight over whatever crap they were going to, if we weren't in here to begin with."
The door swung shut, and Lance whirled on Pietro. "What was that about? You're sitting there, grinning like a fool, when only hours ago, you wouldn't even say two words."
Pietro sat up and moved to the edge of the bed, looking at his friend. "Geez Lance. When did you become my mother? I was feeling bad about Dixion flipping out and everything, but now she's fine. End of story."
Lance paced the room, stopping at the window. "Don't tell me 'End of story'. Somebody, especially you, doesn't go from deep depression to happy go lucky because a girl you met maybe a week ago, flips out, passes out, then is fine again." There was a tense silence with Pietro staring at the floor, Lance staring out the window. "You like her." This was more a statement of the obvious to Pietro then a question.
"Yeah, so. Why do you care?" Pietro busied himself, picking at the little fuzzies and lint on the bedspread.
"I have no problem with it. It just explains why you've been acting the way you have." Lance turned to looked at Pietro's back. "But I think others here might have a problem with it."
"Well screw them. I don't concern them." The speedster clenched his fists on the bed.
Lance came over, and sat beside his 'brother'. "Why are you so touchy about it?"
Pietro head snapped up. "Why are you so interested in my life?"
"Just thought you might want to talk about it." Lance's response seemed too brotherly and casual to Pietro. He raised an eyebrow at Lance, which was responded to with a shrug.
"Whatever. Come' on downstairs with me. We both need some food, probably along with everyone else in this house. God! It's been like a graveyard around here. Too quiet."
Lance reached for the door, followed by Pietro when Kitty phased through it. She crashed straight into Lance, knocking both of them to the floor.
She struggled to sit up. "Guys, there's something like, wrong with Dixion." Kitty's face was pale again with fear. "We were just standing out in the hall talking, when like, she just fell over."
Not waiting for a response or action from either guy, Kitty jumped to her feet, grabbed both and phased through the door again with them in tow.
Not far from the door, Dixion was sprawled out on the floor, her eyes closed. The three hurried over, checking over Dixion. They all jumped back startled when her eyes shot open.
"Um, guys and Kitty? Do you mind? I'm reliving my childhood here and you aren't helping any by poking at me." Dixion squirmed out of their grasp and lay back down. Her three friends looked confused at each other then back at Dixion.
"Reliving your childhood?" Kitty scooted over beside Dixion once again.
Dixion answered without opening her eyes "Yes. I used to do this when I was younger. Drove my parents and Uncle insane. They kept thinking I died or something. Why don't you guys join me?"
Sighing Pietro lay down beside Dixion. Kitty and Lance followed suit. "So what do you do exactly?"
Dixion smiled happily to herself. "Oh I feel like a teacher now. Well you pretty much just lie here, without moving or talking and stare at the ceiling or close your eyes."
"Well, I guess Pietro can't play. He can't stay still for more then two seconds."
"Shut up Lance!" Pietro kicked Lance in the shin, stubbornly.
Lance grimaced, Kitty giggling beside him.
"Guys, shut up or this won't work properly!"
"Somebody explain to me why I'm doing this?" Pietro sighed, looking at Dixion.
"It's because you love me so much Pietro. That's why you do stupid stuff like this."
Finally, all quieted down as the four teens laid there, staring at the ceiling. And it was Ororo that had the pleasure of finding them like that.
"What may I ask are you children doing on the floor? And who is this? Dixion, you are all right then?"
"Yes Ma'am. I'm doing great. Hungry but great." Dixion rose to her feet, picking her way through the bodies on the floor. "And as for us lying on the floor, we're reliving our childhood...my way."
"I see. So this means everything is ok?"
"Oh yeah, sure."
"So will you be joining the rest of the household for dinner, as late as it might be?"
Dixion looked at the three bodies on the floor and grinned. "I think I speak for the group of corpses when I say yeah."
"Hey! I'm like, not dead." Kitty jumped to her feet and managed to successfully step on Lance.
"As amazing as this is, I agree with Kitty." Pietro got up showing great self-pride. "I'm too handsome to die just yet."
"Ignore Mr. Ego. Um, Kitty are you gonna just leave Lance there. He looks like he's kinda in pain."
"Oops, sorry Lance." Kitty aided Lance in getting up as he was still holding his shin and now his new injury.
Ororo rolled her eyes and smiled motherly. "Come' on then."
Lance walked gingerly after Ororo, Kitty's arm around him helping. Dixion shook her head at them at looked back at Pietro. "Come' on Mr. Ego, I'm starving."
"Don't I get anything for being your man salve?" Pietro pouted sounding somewhat disappointed.
Dixion brushed her lips over his, wrapping her arms around him. "You get my undying respect and thanks."
"Oh yippee." Pietro exclaimed with a pathetic attempt at mimicking Kitty.
"Whiner." Dixion poked him in the ribs, and pulled him along towards dinner. ************************************************************************ Not amazingly, everyone who hadn't seen Dixion up and moving had a fit when they saw her. After hugs, and comments of all sorts, Dixion finally convinced people to let her eat.
The 11 teens had a wonderful, nutritious meal of 4 large pizzas and 4 2Lt. bottles of Coke.
It being around about 11p.m. and everyone being completely wiped from the day, it became very quiet again as people began turning in.
Well everyone but Dixion. Having slept most of the afternoon and evening, she was good for another few hours.
No one had the energy to argue with her, so she won the argument of staying up. Only problem was she got more then a few evil glares and threats from Logan if she was too loud.
In a last attempt to have something to do, she sat and begged Pietro to stay up and talk with her. He finally agreed and she dragged him up to her room.
Dixion succeeded to get a max of 3 hours of talking out of Pietro before he passed out. So now, the power of fatigue working on her and being too lazy, she just curled up on her bed beside Pietro, instead of moving him.
Pietro must have woke up some time after Dixion fell asleep because when she woke in the early hours of morning, his arms encircled her and they were both covered by her comforter. Happy and warm, Dixion snuggled back down beside him and went back to sleep. *********************************************************************** Same as before.
