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Summary: Todd sings to Wanda about how he feels. Will she listen or just push him farther away?
A/N: Yes, another Tonda (Todd/Wanda) on my part. *ducks under computer desk* But its a good song! It's "Crashing" by Unloco. I love this song, and I love the Becoming I cd. So, read on...and don't murder me in the reviews.
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Sitting on the roof of the Brotherhood, covered in small burn marks earned by a brutal hex blast from Wanda, Todd looked into her window. Her black curtains were drawn, but her window was open. Inside, the sounds of her newest cd drifted through to the outside world. He didn't move, not wanting to earn any more battle scars just yet. He could see her sitting in the middle to her floor indian style, hands together and fingers laces, resting her chin on her hands as she stared at the floor. Todd became to slink slightly closer. It was time that she knew just how he felt, the real him. Hopping down into her room, he narrowly avoided a hex blast from the crimson teen. He locked his eyes with hers, and Wanda paused for a moment, seeming surprised that he would seem so aggressive.
"Baby cakes, it's time you listened to me."
Wanda's face contorted into a snarl at this, her hands began glowing as she powered up another blast.
"Forget it To...EW!"
She shrieked as she found her hands covered in slime, her concentration broken and her hands stopped glowing. She glared at Todd, but he had already started talking, or rather singing, how he felt.
"Every time that I bleed it's my affection.
Every time I come clean it's my humiliation.
And everything that I say, I say to save myself."
Even though frantically trying to remove the slime from her hands, Wanda looked up at him, raising a brow at his words. What the hell would he know about any of that. Other than the fact that he was a walking humiliation to mutant kind.
"Everything that I say, makes my world come crashing down.
Every time you're near me, I feel I'm crashing down."
Finally, with all slime freed from her hands and placed instead onto what now amounted to a pile of tissues that once were contained in a box that lay discarded beside her, Wanda stalked closer to Todd, her hands glowing again. But he didn't make any move. Not to flee, or to dodge, he just stood there. She could see the fear of facing her wrath in his eyes, but yet he was still there.
"Every time that I breathe it's to keep you alive.
Every time that I see it's to watch you say goodbye."
"Shut up."
Wanda said, her hands dimming. She cursed at herself inside. She was actually starting to listen to what he was saying, and it wasn't a love song, nor filled with pet names. It was deeper than that. She shook her head, trying to convince herself that it was something her smooth talking brother had written for the Toad to recite. Powering up again, she took a threatening step closer. Still Todd didn't move.
"No more words inside my head to save my ass this time.
No more words inside my head when it all comes crashing down.
Every time you're near me, I feel I am crashing down.
I feel I am crashing crashing."
"I said shut up!"
Wanda screamed at him, launching a hex bolt too close for comfort. Yet Todd allowed it to hit him, leaving an imprint against her wall, nearly falling out the window. But he staggered back to his feet, and in the rays of sunlight that fell on either side of him, Wanda could see the tears brimming in his eyes.
"Every time I breathe, I breathe for you.
And every time I move, I move for you.
And every time I see, I see for you.
And everything I do has been for you."
Wanda just stood there for a long moment, still powered up to send him flying out the window, yet she was immobilized. But why? She hated him, loathed him, wished he would die...yet she couldn't bring herself to simply throw him out her second story window. His words were stuck, echoing in her head.
"Every time I breathe, I breathe for you.
And every time I see, I see for you.
And every time I do, I do for you.
And everything I do makes it all come down.
Every time your near me, I feel I'm crashing down."
Todd was silent for a long moment after that, telling Wanda that he had said what he needed to say. She looked at him, into his dull yellow eyes to see that the tears still lingered there. She let her hands fall back to her sides without a glow around them. She looked to the floor again, though a snarl was pasted on her face.
"Just leave Toad..."
Todd looked at her for a moment, but for once he didn't want to press his luck. Crawling back out the window, he paused on the window sill.
"I really do love you...no matter how many scars I have to get to prove it to you."
Then he disappeared back onto the roof. Wanda sunk down to the floor, drawing her legs up to her and resting her chin on top of her knees, looking down at the floor. In her mind, she was replaying the words he had sung to her over and over. She closed her eyes, tilting her head so that her forehead now rested on her knees. Why did he do things like this, things that actually made her think that there was something deeper than his disgusting appearance and little to no level of charm. Then his last words to her caught her attention at last. 'I really do love you....' Did he? Did he really love her, the Scarlet Witch and all her bitchy attitudes and anger problems? '....no matter how many scars I have to get to prove it to you.' He did. She rose her head up, looking at the empty window. She wasn't sure if she hated him more or less now. He had opened up his heart to her in the form of song, and had even stood his ground though he knew damn well that she could kill him if he pissed her off enough. But worse...he had made her re-think nearly everything about him. She shook her head, standing up and going downstairs. She walked past Lance and Freddy without being questioned, but Pietro spoke up as her hand reached for the door.
"Where you going?"
"Out."
Wanda snarled, opening the door and beginning to slam it shut, only to discover that Pietro was right behind her.
"Why? What's up? You never just go 'out' without a reason."
Without warning, Wanda threw a punch at him, catching him off guard enough that when he went to dodge, she hit his shoulder.
"And since when did you start careing? I'll be back.....whenever."
Pietro just nodded, walking back into the living room, once again defeated by his sister. As she began to walk down the street, Wanda looked up at the roof to see that Todd was still there, in his usual crouch, looking down at the ground. She paused, watching him until she noticed that he looked over at her. Quickly continuing on her walk, she headed into the city, without regard to the fact that Todd would more than likely soon pursue...
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A/N: Well, what did you think? If there are enough good reviews and requests for the story to be continued...I might just have a small plot in mind...*evil smirk* And if it goes from songfic to story.....the rating will move up to 'R'. That much I can promise you. Leave it to my twisted mind to think up brutal plots. But anyway, enough of me ranting. R&R please! Must remember to stop ranting on these authors notes... *sighs and bursts into black and silver flames*
~Dragonmistriss
Summary: Todd sings to Wanda about how he feels. Will she listen or just push him farther away?
A/N: Yes, another Tonda (Todd/Wanda) on my part. *ducks under computer desk* But its a good song! It's "Crashing" by Unloco. I love this song, and I love the Becoming I cd. So, read on...and don't murder me in the reviews.
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Sitting on the roof of the Brotherhood, covered in small burn marks earned by a brutal hex blast from Wanda, Todd looked into her window. Her black curtains were drawn, but her window was open. Inside, the sounds of her newest cd drifted through to the outside world. He didn't move, not wanting to earn any more battle scars just yet. He could see her sitting in the middle to her floor indian style, hands together and fingers laces, resting her chin on her hands as she stared at the floor. Todd became to slink slightly closer. It was time that she knew just how he felt, the real him. Hopping down into her room, he narrowly avoided a hex blast from the crimson teen. He locked his eyes with hers, and Wanda paused for a moment, seeming surprised that he would seem so aggressive.
"Baby cakes, it's time you listened to me."
Wanda's face contorted into a snarl at this, her hands began glowing as she powered up another blast.
"Forget it To...EW!"
She shrieked as she found her hands covered in slime, her concentration broken and her hands stopped glowing. She glared at Todd, but he had already started talking, or rather singing, how he felt.
"Every time that I bleed it's my affection.
Every time I come clean it's my humiliation.
And everything that I say, I say to save myself."
Even though frantically trying to remove the slime from her hands, Wanda looked up at him, raising a brow at his words. What the hell would he know about any of that. Other than the fact that he was a walking humiliation to mutant kind.
"Everything that I say, makes my world come crashing down.
Every time you're near me, I feel I'm crashing down."
Finally, with all slime freed from her hands and placed instead onto what now amounted to a pile of tissues that once were contained in a box that lay discarded beside her, Wanda stalked closer to Todd, her hands glowing again. But he didn't make any move. Not to flee, or to dodge, he just stood there. She could see the fear of facing her wrath in his eyes, but yet he was still there.
"Every time that I breathe it's to keep you alive.
Every time that I see it's to watch you say goodbye."
"Shut up."
Wanda said, her hands dimming. She cursed at herself inside. She was actually starting to listen to what he was saying, and it wasn't a love song, nor filled with pet names. It was deeper than that. She shook her head, trying to convince herself that it was something her smooth talking brother had written for the Toad to recite. Powering up again, she took a threatening step closer. Still Todd didn't move.
"No more words inside my head to save my ass this time.
No more words inside my head when it all comes crashing down.
Every time you're near me, I feel I am crashing down.
I feel I am crashing crashing."
"I said shut up!"
Wanda screamed at him, launching a hex bolt too close for comfort. Yet Todd allowed it to hit him, leaving an imprint against her wall, nearly falling out the window. But he staggered back to his feet, and in the rays of sunlight that fell on either side of him, Wanda could see the tears brimming in his eyes.
"Every time I breathe, I breathe for you.
And every time I move, I move for you.
And every time I see, I see for you.
And everything I do has been for you."
Wanda just stood there for a long moment, still powered up to send him flying out the window, yet she was immobilized. But why? She hated him, loathed him, wished he would die...yet she couldn't bring herself to simply throw him out her second story window. His words were stuck, echoing in her head.
"Every time I breathe, I breathe for you.
And every time I see, I see for you.
And every time I do, I do for you.
And everything I do makes it all come down.
Every time your near me, I feel I'm crashing down."
Todd was silent for a long moment after that, telling Wanda that he had said what he needed to say. She looked at him, into his dull yellow eyes to see that the tears still lingered there. She let her hands fall back to her sides without a glow around them. She looked to the floor again, though a snarl was pasted on her face.
"Just leave Toad..."
Todd looked at her for a moment, but for once he didn't want to press his luck. Crawling back out the window, he paused on the window sill.
"I really do love you...no matter how many scars I have to get to prove it to you."
Then he disappeared back onto the roof. Wanda sunk down to the floor, drawing her legs up to her and resting her chin on top of her knees, looking down at the floor. In her mind, she was replaying the words he had sung to her over and over. She closed her eyes, tilting her head so that her forehead now rested on her knees. Why did he do things like this, things that actually made her think that there was something deeper than his disgusting appearance and little to no level of charm. Then his last words to her caught her attention at last. 'I really do love you....' Did he? Did he really love her, the Scarlet Witch and all her bitchy attitudes and anger problems? '....no matter how many scars I have to get to prove it to you.' He did. She rose her head up, looking at the empty window. She wasn't sure if she hated him more or less now. He had opened up his heart to her in the form of song, and had even stood his ground though he knew damn well that she could kill him if he pissed her off enough. But worse...he had made her re-think nearly everything about him. She shook her head, standing up and going downstairs. She walked past Lance and Freddy without being questioned, but Pietro spoke up as her hand reached for the door.
"Where you going?"
"Out."
Wanda snarled, opening the door and beginning to slam it shut, only to discover that Pietro was right behind her.
"Why? What's up? You never just go 'out' without a reason."
Without warning, Wanda threw a punch at him, catching him off guard enough that when he went to dodge, she hit his shoulder.
"And since when did you start careing? I'll be back.....whenever."
Pietro just nodded, walking back into the living room, once again defeated by his sister. As she began to walk down the street, Wanda looked up at the roof to see that Todd was still there, in his usual crouch, looking down at the ground. She paused, watching him until she noticed that he looked over at her. Quickly continuing on her walk, she headed into the city, without regard to the fact that Todd would more than likely soon pursue...
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A/N: Well, what did you think? If there are enough good reviews and requests for the story to be continued...I might just have a small plot in mind...*evil smirk* And if it goes from songfic to story.....the rating will move up to 'R'. That much I can promise you. Leave it to my twisted mind to think up brutal plots. But anyway, enough of me ranting. R&R please! Must remember to stop ranting on these authors notes... *sighs and bursts into black and silver flames*
~Dragonmistriss
