Hey everybody! This chapter is more of a little filler/humor chapter, more light hearted than the rest. I figured that I'd put in a cute little chapter leading up to the big ending, so it's not all doom and gloom.
Rogue14: Thank you, I'm glad you like it! I don't think you'll get goosebumps from this chapter, unless you scary EXTREMELY easily ^^
UnknownSource: Oops… erm… are you sure you don't want all of them killed off? Because, well… one of the people you mentioned does die. But I can't tell you who mwuhahahahahaha!
Kosumi: Thanks for adding me to your author alert, I feel loved! You think Kitty is the Skull freak, huh? She might be, but I can't tell you yet ^^
Cat_eyes: Thanks! Pietro/Rogue rule!
LadyTrunks: Thank you! I love the word awesomness, I think I might steal it…
Neo8: **Squeals** Thanks! You think Skull freak is Amanda? Well, no she's not, but I can't tell you who it actually is…
Thanks to everyone for reviewing, I love you all!
Oh and by the way… CALLING ALL LIETRO FANS! My sister has written a few Pietro/Lance fics and I think all fans of the pairing should read them. They are totally CUTE! Her user name is Kickassangel. Just check out my favorite authors and you'll find her there.
Anyhu, enjoy!
'Dancing with Death' chapter 4
By Tatum
"Put it on!"
"No! Ah'll look lahke a big marshmallow peep!"
"Well, how about this blue one instead?"
"Cahn't ah just wear trousers?"
"No, us girls, like, HAVE to wear dresses. It's the dress code. Now put it on!"
Kitty thrust the dress through the gap in the dressing room door. Rogue snatched it angrily, throwing out a pink one in return. Kitty shook her head.
"You have, like, the pickiest dress sense ever!" She snorted, hooking the dress back onto a hanger.
"Ah do not, ah just don't DO dresses." Rogue shouted from behind the door. "Oh Gowd, Kitty, ah look terrible! Please let me wear a suit or sumthin'?"
"You'll probably look lovely! Let me in, I'll help you," Kitty pushed on the door but Rogue held it shut.
"Ah'm not lettin' anyone see me lahke this!"
"Stop being so stupid, Rogue. Open the door or I'll walk through it. I swear."
Rogue grumbled something inaudible then opened the door a crack and wrenched Kitty inside.
"Oh my, like, God!" Kitty squealed, making people in the shop turn around to see what was going on. "You look… is that even you? You look beautiful!"
"Ah look a mess," Rogue snapped. "It itches,"
"That's the glitter, you can just, like, put something under that. You're gonna look the bell of the ball in this!"
"Ah'm not wearin' this!"
"Don't start that again. Pack it up, it's bought."
"No, ah cahn't wear it, 'onestly. Ma shoulders are showin', ah might touch someone!"
"I've already thought of that, my friend. I picked this up on the way in,"
"What the hell is that?"
"Don't you know, like, anything? It's a sash. You can wear it over your shoulders. And with those gloves, you won't touch anything. Problem solved." Kitty struggled back through the door, holding a glittery sash the same midnight blue as the dress. "Take it off and pack it up."
"What's the magic word?" Rogue sniped miserably, sulking.
"NOW."
~*~*~*
"Ah cahn't believe ya made me buy that… that THING," Rogue pouted, picking at her raspberry ice cream with a plastic spoon. Kitty shook her head at her, making her ponytail bounce.
"Shut your mouth, you," She said through a mouthful of her own strawberry ice cream. "You looked lovely. And I bought you an ice cream so you'd, like, stop moaning,"
Rogue nodded, leaning back against the white fence framing the ice cream parlor. "Ah'm sorry, Kitty. Ah'm just not used to doin' this sorta -"
"Eep!" Kitty made a strange squeaking noise and disappeared under the table. Rogue stared at her in confusion, lifting up the side of the tablecloth to see her.
"What the hell did ya do that for?" She asked, her eyes wide. Kitty blushed and pretended to look for something around her.
"I, er… dropped my spoon!" Kitty held up the plastic spoon that she had taken with her in her rush to hit the deck.
"Who did you see?" Rogue lifted her head to look in the direction Kitty had been facing. Walking towards them through the mall was Lance Alvers. Rogue rolled her eyes. "Ah should've known,"
"Shh!" Kitty pressed a finger against her lips. "Don't tell him I'm down here!"
"Whatcha lookin' for, Rogue?" Lance finally reached their table, leaning on the other side of the fence. Rogue dropped the tablecloth over Kitty and straightened up, trying to think of an answer.
"Erm… spare change?" She replied finally, trying to keep a serious face. Lance raised an eyebrow beneath his shaggy hair.
"O…K," He shrugged. "Anyway, you haven't see Kitty around have you?"
Rogue felt Kitty tense beside her legs. "Ah… no, ah haven't,"
"Really? 'Cos I could've sworn I saw her jump under the table," Lance said slyly. Kitty hesitated for a few seconds, then stuck her head out from under the tablecloth, her glasses hanging off one ear.
"Oh, like, hi Lance!" Kitty faked astonishment, scurrying out from the table. "I totally didn't see you there!" In her attempt to get out from the table quickly, she got her legs tangled in the cloth and fell onto Rogue with a small squeal. Lance laughed, making both the girls blush.
"What do ya want, Alvers?" Rogue spat, helping Kitty untangle herself.
"To talk to Kitty,"
Kitty blinked at him. "Me?"
"Do you know anyone else called Kitty?"
"…No…" Kitty glanced at Rogue, then followed Lance to a more quiet part of the parlor. This area was shaded by fake palm trees, the waitresses bringing people their ice creams and drinks in coconut shells and dressed as hula girls.
"What's up, Lance?" Kitty sat down opposite Lance, batting her eyelashes at him.
"Have you got a date for the dance tonight?" He asked, moving aside the menu to see her better. Kitty blushed, looking down at the exotic plants next to the table.
"Why?"
"If you don't, I was gonna ask you if you maybe wanna go with me. So what do ya say?"
"Lance, I'm sorry, but I, like, already have one," Kitty flushed even harder, twisting her hands in her lap. Lance frowned.
"Who're you going with?"
BAMF!
"She's goink viz me," Kurt appeared by Kitty's side in a whirl of smoke.
"Kurt, what are you DOING?" Kitty looked round the parlor frantically to see if anyone had noticed the blue haired boy had just popped out of nowhere. But nobody seemed to have, too busy with their ice creams.
"Kitty is my date for zee dance," Kurt slipped an arm around Kitty's shoulders. Kitty stared at the floor, wishing it would swallow her.
"Oh right," Lance smirked. "Won't that tail of yours be uncomfortable in a suit?"
"I'm not goink as Nightcrawler," Kurt hissed, his eyes narrowing.
Lance stood up. "See ya round, Kitty," He winked at her and headed for the gate out of the parlor fence. Before he left, he turned around. "A word of advice. I wouldn't get too close to him if I were you. You don't wanna be hacking up furballs for the rest of the night."
Kurt ignored the remark, grinding his teeth angrily as he watched Lance saunter away. Kitty was extremely quiet, still gazing at her hands. Rogue made her way over, patting Kitty's arm uncertainly with her gloved hands.
"Ah couldn' help hearin'," She bent down on her haunches beside Kitty. "Are ya ok?"
"I'm sorry if you vanted to go viz Lance, Kitty," Kurt mumbled. "I can go on my own if you vant?" Kitty looked up at him quickly.
"Don't be daft, Kurt," She shook her head, but still seemed a little upset. "I still wanna go with you,"
"Ah think this calls for more ahce cream, don't'cha agree?" Rogue smiled, trying to lighten the mood.
"Like, now you're getting the hang of this girl stuff!" Kitty smiled back.
~*~*~*~*~*
Tatum: That's the end of that chapter! I hope you liked it. Next up is the dance! Woohoo! Please with a cherry on top review, I LIVE ON REVIEWS! **Pathetic coughs** I'm dying…
Rogue: Ah'm not wearin' a dress in front of people.
Tatum: Sorry, honey, but yes you are. What would you prefer? A nice dress or nothing?
Rogue: … Gimme the damn dress **Sulks**
Tatum: Better. I didn't describe Rogue's dress in this chapter so I could describe Pietro's reaction to said dress in the next chapter. How cute! ^^ Keep your eyes open for chapter 5!
Rogue14: Thank you, I'm glad you like it! I don't think you'll get goosebumps from this chapter, unless you scary EXTREMELY easily ^^
UnknownSource: Oops… erm… are you sure you don't want all of them killed off? Because, well… one of the people you mentioned does die. But I can't tell you who mwuhahahahahaha!
Kosumi: Thanks for adding me to your author alert, I feel loved! You think Kitty is the Skull freak, huh? She might be, but I can't tell you yet ^^
Cat_eyes: Thanks! Pietro/Rogue rule!
LadyTrunks: Thank you! I love the word awesomness, I think I might steal it…
Neo8: **Squeals** Thanks! You think Skull freak is Amanda? Well, no she's not, but I can't tell you who it actually is…
Thanks to everyone for reviewing, I love you all!
Oh and by the way… CALLING ALL LIETRO FANS! My sister has written a few Pietro/Lance fics and I think all fans of the pairing should read them. They are totally CUTE! Her user name is Kickassangel. Just check out my favorite authors and you'll find her there.
Anyhu, enjoy!
'Dancing with Death' chapter 4
By Tatum
"Put it on!"
"No! Ah'll look lahke a big marshmallow peep!"
"Well, how about this blue one instead?"
"Cahn't ah just wear trousers?"
"No, us girls, like, HAVE to wear dresses. It's the dress code. Now put it on!"
Kitty thrust the dress through the gap in the dressing room door. Rogue snatched it angrily, throwing out a pink one in return. Kitty shook her head.
"You have, like, the pickiest dress sense ever!" She snorted, hooking the dress back onto a hanger.
"Ah do not, ah just don't DO dresses." Rogue shouted from behind the door. "Oh Gowd, Kitty, ah look terrible! Please let me wear a suit or sumthin'?"
"You'll probably look lovely! Let me in, I'll help you," Kitty pushed on the door but Rogue held it shut.
"Ah'm not lettin' anyone see me lahke this!"
"Stop being so stupid, Rogue. Open the door or I'll walk through it. I swear."
Rogue grumbled something inaudible then opened the door a crack and wrenched Kitty inside.
"Oh my, like, God!" Kitty squealed, making people in the shop turn around to see what was going on. "You look… is that even you? You look beautiful!"
"Ah look a mess," Rogue snapped. "It itches,"
"That's the glitter, you can just, like, put something under that. You're gonna look the bell of the ball in this!"
"Ah'm not wearin' this!"
"Don't start that again. Pack it up, it's bought."
"No, ah cahn't wear it, 'onestly. Ma shoulders are showin', ah might touch someone!"
"I've already thought of that, my friend. I picked this up on the way in,"
"What the hell is that?"
"Don't you know, like, anything? It's a sash. You can wear it over your shoulders. And with those gloves, you won't touch anything. Problem solved." Kitty struggled back through the door, holding a glittery sash the same midnight blue as the dress. "Take it off and pack it up."
"What's the magic word?" Rogue sniped miserably, sulking.
"NOW."
~*~*~*
"Ah cahn't believe ya made me buy that… that THING," Rogue pouted, picking at her raspberry ice cream with a plastic spoon. Kitty shook her head at her, making her ponytail bounce.
"Shut your mouth, you," She said through a mouthful of her own strawberry ice cream. "You looked lovely. And I bought you an ice cream so you'd, like, stop moaning,"
Rogue nodded, leaning back against the white fence framing the ice cream parlor. "Ah'm sorry, Kitty. Ah'm just not used to doin' this sorta -"
"Eep!" Kitty made a strange squeaking noise and disappeared under the table. Rogue stared at her in confusion, lifting up the side of the tablecloth to see her.
"What the hell did ya do that for?" She asked, her eyes wide. Kitty blushed and pretended to look for something around her.
"I, er… dropped my spoon!" Kitty held up the plastic spoon that she had taken with her in her rush to hit the deck.
"Who did you see?" Rogue lifted her head to look in the direction Kitty had been facing. Walking towards them through the mall was Lance Alvers. Rogue rolled her eyes. "Ah should've known,"
"Shh!" Kitty pressed a finger against her lips. "Don't tell him I'm down here!"
"Whatcha lookin' for, Rogue?" Lance finally reached their table, leaning on the other side of the fence. Rogue dropped the tablecloth over Kitty and straightened up, trying to think of an answer.
"Erm… spare change?" She replied finally, trying to keep a serious face. Lance raised an eyebrow beneath his shaggy hair.
"O…K," He shrugged. "Anyway, you haven't see Kitty around have you?"
Rogue felt Kitty tense beside her legs. "Ah… no, ah haven't,"
"Really? 'Cos I could've sworn I saw her jump under the table," Lance said slyly. Kitty hesitated for a few seconds, then stuck her head out from under the tablecloth, her glasses hanging off one ear.
"Oh, like, hi Lance!" Kitty faked astonishment, scurrying out from the table. "I totally didn't see you there!" In her attempt to get out from the table quickly, she got her legs tangled in the cloth and fell onto Rogue with a small squeal. Lance laughed, making both the girls blush.
"What do ya want, Alvers?" Rogue spat, helping Kitty untangle herself.
"To talk to Kitty,"
Kitty blinked at him. "Me?"
"Do you know anyone else called Kitty?"
"…No…" Kitty glanced at Rogue, then followed Lance to a more quiet part of the parlor. This area was shaded by fake palm trees, the waitresses bringing people their ice creams and drinks in coconut shells and dressed as hula girls.
"What's up, Lance?" Kitty sat down opposite Lance, batting her eyelashes at him.
"Have you got a date for the dance tonight?" He asked, moving aside the menu to see her better. Kitty blushed, looking down at the exotic plants next to the table.
"Why?"
"If you don't, I was gonna ask you if you maybe wanna go with me. So what do ya say?"
"Lance, I'm sorry, but I, like, already have one," Kitty flushed even harder, twisting her hands in her lap. Lance frowned.
"Who're you going with?"
BAMF!
"She's goink viz me," Kurt appeared by Kitty's side in a whirl of smoke.
"Kurt, what are you DOING?" Kitty looked round the parlor frantically to see if anyone had noticed the blue haired boy had just popped out of nowhere. But nobody seemed to have, too busy with their ice creams.
"Kitty is my date for zee dance," Kurt slipped an arm around Kitty's shoulders. Kitty stared at the floor, wishing it would swallow her.
"Oh right," Lance smirked. "Won't that tail of yours be uncomfortable in a suit?"
"I'm not goink as Nightcrawler," Kurt hissed, his eyes narrowing.
Lance stood up. "See ya round, Kitty," He winked at her and headed for the gate out of the parlor fence. Before he left, he turned around. "A word of advice. I wouldn't get too close to him if I were you. You don't wanna be hacking up furballs for the rest of the night."
Kurt ignored the remark, grinding his teeth angrily as he watched Lance saunter away. Kitty was extremely quiet, still gazing at her hands. Rogue made her way over, patting Kitty's arm uncertainly with her gloved hands.
"Ah couldn' help hearin'," She bent down on her haunches beside Kitty. "Are ya ok?"
"I'm sorry if you vanted to go viz Lance, Kitty," Kurt mumbled. "I can go on my own if you vant?" Kitty looked up at him quickly.
"Don't be daft, Kurt," She shook her head, but still seemed a little upset. "I still wanna go with you,"
"Ah think this calls for more ahce cream, don't'cha agree?" Rogue smiled, trying to lighten the mood.
"Like, now you're getting the hang of this girl stuff!" Kitty smiled back.
~*~*~*~*~*
Tatum: That's the end of that chapter! I hope you liked it. Next up is the dance! Woohoo! Please with a cherry on top review, I LIVE ON REVIEWS! **Pathetic coughs** I'm dying…
Rogue: Ah'm not wearin' a dress in front of people.
Tatum: Sorry, honey, but yes you are. What would you prefer? A nice dress or nothing?
Rogue: … Gimme the damn dress **Sulks**
Tatum: Better. I didn't describe Rogue's dress in this chapter so I could describe Pietro's reaction to said dress in the next chapter. How cute! ^^ Keep your eyes open for chapter 5!