Treble Clef
By Silver Falcon
Chapter Ten
He was lying in his hammock, one arm slung over the side. He was rocking gently, his mind far off in another place. Todd felt someone touch his left shoulder and then his right. He felt the softness travel across his shoulders and up his neck. Todd stirred and felt the softness leave. He sat up and rubbed his eyes, stumbling blindly out of his hammock. He was stopped by the soft hands again, but they were behind him. He tried to speak, but he found that no words would come out of his mouth. They covered his eyes, and he felt the perpetrator move in front of him.
The hands moved away from his eyes, and he opened them. It was Pixie. For a while, he just stood there in surprise and shock. She was there with the hospital bed sheet wrapped around her and tied around her neck like a dress. Her wings were down, but he could see them flash each time she moved. He took a step towards her and wrapped his arms around her.
"I'm…sorry…for what happened in the hospital," he said.
She drew a finger over his mouth and pressed her cheek against his. "I know. It wasn't your fault. It was mine."
Her voice was a gentle whisper, and it calmed him. She took her right hand and drew it to his cheek, carefully caressing his skin.
'What the hell is happening?' he thought to himself. 'Not that I'm complaining or anything.'
She moved her head and looked into his eyes, and it occurred to him that their faces were only centimeters apart. What was happening? He watched her close her close her eyes and lean forward ever so slightly, and a second afterwards, he did the same.
'So this is what a kiss feels like… Wow…'
She pulled away and hugged him. "I have feelings for you, Todd, even though admitting I do is hard. Please forgive me."
And with that, she kissed him again. "All is…and forever will be forgiven," he nearly cried.
She smiled and hugged him again. "I have to tell you something."
Her voice all of a sudden grew serious. "I will have to leave Bayville for a few days, but I assure you, I will come back."
Todd's expression dropped. "Where are you going?"
She came close again with her mouth next to his ear. "For your safety, I dare not utter it here."
"You'll come back before I'm sixteen, right?"
She smiled. "I'm only going to be away for a few days. I'm taking Gabriel with me, so I want you to find some way to deliver that message to Rogue or Kitty."
"Why are you taking him?"
"I have to reunite him with someone. I will be back, Todd. Sleep well."
She kissed his forehead and led him to his hammock. He jumped in it and held his arms out like a toddler wanting one more hug before she left. She embraced him tightly and walked back to the window. She slid through the glass much like Kitty would and disappeared in a flash of light.
Todd stared at the window for a long time, still trying to figure out if that had really happened or not. Eventually, sleep overtook him, and he collapsed on his swinging bed.
"Toad! Wake up! It's five o'clock for cryin' out loud! Come on, you smelly little bug!" It was obvious that Pietro wanted something.
"What yo?" he groaned from his hammock.
"Damnit! Open the door!" Pietro's constant drumming against his door was beginning to get annoying.
Toad hopped over to his door and unlocked it. Pietro burst through the door, closing it at once. Todd watched him lean against the door.
"Will you convince Pixie to go on a date with me?" he asked, his words speedy as normal. "I'll get Wanda to go on a date with you…"
Todd lazily sat on the floor before jumping back in his hammock. "Ask me in five minutes."
Pietro rushed forward and knocked Toad across the room. "I'm asking you now, you little… Just please. The next time you see her, can you get her to go to dinner with me next Saturday?"
Toad nodded. "Sure, but you remember what you said you'd do yo."
Pietro patted him on the back. "Thanks, buddy."
And he was gone again. Toad hopped back into his hammock and went back to sleep, hoping he'd have the same dream again.
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Pixie walked outside of the creaky log cabin, newly dressed with her new getup. In her right hand, she held a long, straight staff that had many branches at the top that spiraled around each other. She had abandoned any bandanas since she felt that it was time for her to come out of hiding. If people noticed it, then they noticed it. It wasn't her problem.
She saw Gabriel stand in front of the childlike statue of an angel and a duplicate of himself at ten. He had been standing there for a few hours, just drowning in the image. She walked up to him and put her hand on his shoulder. He tore his eyes away and looked at her.
"You ready?" she asked, her voice soft and serious.
He nodded. "Yes. I am ready."
He climbed onto the statue and felt her push her staff against his stomach. She closed her eyes.
"Turis bafis asirigi agrah rowog wijeter bieor," she chanted, using an old fairy spell.
The staff began to glow, and the light transferred to Gabriel's body. He closed his eyes and felt his body grow hot. He fell backwards into the statue, both he and the statue becoming one.
Pixie stopped her chanting and watched as cracks appeared over the statue. She watched the white light appear in those cracks, and she watched them fly off, flooding her eyes with bright white light. She covered them and waited. The light faded, and she opened them, extending her arms just in time to catch the falling form.
Geri's had grown considerably younger, and he was wearing white robes and had long white wings behind him. He was no longer ten, nor was he twenty-three. He was the nice age of fifteen, and he was unconscious. She clutched him to her, gathering his body into her arms.
Jerry had been reborn.
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Todd's dream didn't come again, but he had slept extremely well. He slept through the night and into the next morning, waking up at six. He rolled out of his bed and hopped downstairs, wishing that someone would be up at this ungodly hour of the morning.
Lance was on the sofa talking to Kitty on the phone. He jumped on the back of the couch.
"Whoa! Toad, go away! I'm on the phone!"
"Tell Kitty to tell whoever that Gabriel went with Pixie, and they'll be gone for a few days," he croaked before dodging Lance's swinging arm.
"Whatever, Toad."
"No, wait, what did he say?" Kitty asked.
"He said something about Gabriel going with Pixie, and they're gonna be gone for a few days."
Kitty freaked out. "Oh my god. I'll have to tell Storm that."
"Who is Gabriel?"
Toad went outside to see if he could catch his breakfast. He hopped down the street a little ways and hopped onto a neighborhood dumpster. Flies were everywhere, and Todd had eaten every last one of them in just a few minutes.
Pixie had come to him in a dream. Was that possible? Or had it been caused by his damned romantic side. Well, he wasn't sure, but that had been the best dream that he had ever had. He wished it wasn't a dream, but all the evidence pointed towards that.
Did she love him? Him, the slimy little Toad?
Wanda might have to find someone else. Todd's heart was with Pix right now. He would do as Pietro asked, but it was only a date, right?
One date wouldn't hurt anything.
Todd bounced back down to the Brotherhood, keeping an eye out for stray insects that might flitter by.
When was she going to be back? When was she going to see him? When would he figure out if that was a dream or not? He wondered what it really felt like to kiss her. Even in his dream, they had been just little, shy kisses, filled with an innocent passion, but what about the kisses like Lance had with Kitty. Todd shook his head. He was moving too fast. He should be grateful for the little ones.
She had kissed him first and willingly. That was a girl. That was his girl, but what would Pietro do with her on the date? Maybe he could convince her to go to a dinner and a movie or something. Maybe a walk around the neighborhood.
What was she going to do with Gabriel, though? She didn't know him well enough to have a romantic relation, but she takes him somewhere out of Bayville and to some unknown place. She wouldn't do anything with him.
If the dream wasn't a dream, he had been kissed by a gorgeous girl that Pietro wanted for himself. She liked him too! That was proof that there was a God!
He saw Lance's jeep off to the side and remembered that that's where Wanda had put the flute and those two swords. Carefully and quietly so as not to be seen, he hopped over to the passenger seat, looking under the loose floor panel. He drew the flute out first, laying it gently on the grass, followed by the two swords.
There was dried blood on the blades, her blood. He put the flute in one of his belt loops and held both swords, hopping towards the house. He jumped up to his window and kicked it open before jumping up again and entering.
He put the swords and flute under his bed, the safest place he knew to put them. No one looked under there. No one could fit under there. That was his secret spot. He would tell them where she was later.
He hopped downstairs again and spied Pietro on the couch. He jumped next to him, but Pietro didn't seem to notice.
"What we watchin'?" he asked, peering at the screen.
"What I wanna watch," Pietro barked. "Now shaddap."
"I don't have to ask her to go on a date with you, ya' know. Wanda probably won't want to go down the street with me," Todd said. "Plus, she must not like you very much if you have to ask me for help yo."
Pietro scoffed. "She just feels sorry for you, Warts. She wants a real man like me, one who can save her from evil not the dreaded centipede."
"She respects me more than she does you."
"What makes you say that, Toady? Like I said, she feels sorry for you."
"Whatever yo."
Toad hopped over to the stairway, as if he was going up it, but he turned around. He had no room to speak. He probably had dreams about her too, but from the shock in Kitty's voice when he had told Lance about Gabriel, his were true to some extent. Even if they were dreams, they were partially true. Pietro had no room to talk. Pixie liked him! He spat a green puddle at Quicksilver, the boldest action he had ever taken. It splattered all over his chest, but by that time, Todd had bounced up the stairs and into his room, locking it securely. He heard Pietro ram the door a second later.
Todd beamed at himself and jumped on top of his bed. Pietro was going to be pretty mad when he finally got his hands on Todd, so he would agree to convince Pixie to go on a date with him. That would cool him down and keep Todd alive.
He hopped to the floor and crawled under his bed, spying the two swords and the blue flute. He knew better than to play it, but he was remotely curious what would happen if he did. He didn't touch it nor did he make a move to. He knew that it would call the three assassins, and he wasn't too keen on that happening.
"Toad, you little shit, open the door!!!"
"Go away, Pietro!"
"She doesn't love you! She doesn't even like you! She is just nice to everyone!"
"That's how come she talks to me more than she does you! Admit it, Pietro! You're jealous as hell of me!" Todd screeched at the door.
"I am not! I'm beyond what you could ever be, Toad! I will never be jealous of you!!"
'Then how come ya are?'
Todd remained silent and under his bed for a few more minutes. Pietro had stopped ramming the door, but Todd was willing to bet his life that he was somewhere close by. He scampered from his bed and over to the window, first looking around to see if there were any blurs running around. There wasn't so he opened the panes and hopped out.
He believed the dream Pixie when she told him that she wasn't going to be at the hospital. He'd go to Bayville and find some more bugs.
When Todd had made it into town, he found himself wondering where the Night Sun was. He should probably go tell Marcie and Jack why Pixie wasn't in the hospital. They would be really worried. He remembered something about a school dance being there in a few weeks, but he didn't remember the address very well.
"It's somewhere offa the lane."
Dusk Lane was where all the nightclubs were, but he didn't know how far down the lane it was. He had never been to a nightclub before. He jumped on top of the first building that he came to and stared down the lane. He thought he could see it, but he really wasn't sure. He'd have to take a closer inspection.
He jumped from building to building, heading towards the sign.
"Bingo…"
It was the Night Sun, and there was a single car there. He jumped onto the pavement and hopped into the nearest door.
"Oh…uh, Todd, right?" Marcie said from her desk.
He nodded and jumped into a chair. "I came to tell you that Pixie took Gabriel somewhere. She said she had to take him to meet someone."
Marcie looked puzzled. "She's not in the hospital?"
"No, but she said not to worry and that she would be back in a few days."
Marcie began to tremble. "But…those men…are they after her?"
Todd shook his head. "No, they think she's dead. She's as good as new, but she just had to do this. She said that she would be back by the end of the week and not to worry."
Marcie stood up. "Please excuse me."
She walked into the back room, and Todd left.
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Wanda walked downstairs and spied her brother on the couch. He seemed highly agitated at something, but she didn't care. She went into the kitchen and opened the fridge. Grabbing a soda, she walked into the living room and plopped down next to Quicksilver, ignoring him completely.
"Change it," she growled.
Pietro ignored her and continued to watch the basketball game.
"Did you know your girlfriend's a fairy?"
Pietro rolled his eyes. "She's just a mutant with wings."
"She's a fairy," Wanda insisted. "She's known me since you and Metal Head put me in that asylum."
Pietro shook his head. "Fairies aren't real. She's just a mutant with wings."
"She's the one that healed Toad. You followed her the night she was attacked, and I'm willing to bet that's why you know about Forez."
"What are you hinting at? That it's my fault? That's absurd."
"Why are you getting so defensive?" Wanda said with a grin. "I already know. She's healed now, and it's no big deal."
"Lance said that Toad knew something about her and a guy named Gabriel going somewhere. I looked in the hospital, but she wasn't there. Warts knows more than he's letting on," Pietro growled.
"He's in love with her, you dumbass," Wanda barked.
"So, he's in love with you too. You haven't been treating him like you usually do. You've been acting like Pixie. I think you're jealous of her. Are you? She's taken your little slave from you, Wanda," he hissed.
"I don't love Toad. I'm glad he's off my heels. I can breathe again," she hissed back.
"You're jealous."
"Whatever, Pietro. I don't know what you're problem is, but I'd rather not talk about it over a stupid basketball game."
Wanda and Pietro were so close they could strangle each other without much effort. Pietro pushed her off of him, and she hexed him into the wall before storming out the front door.
She hated Pietro with a passion, and she'd rather Pixie go with Toad than him. He was so uncaring and egotistical. At least Todd had a romantic side, even though he smelt like garbage and ate bugs. Pietro's romantic side probably included getting drunk and taking a girl to bed.
Boys and their stupid hormones.
Pietro and Lance were the worst, but at least Lance had some decency about him.
Wanda's teeth clenched involuntarily. She hated Magneto and she hated her brother.
She hadn't heard from any of the Acolytes in a while. She hadn't seen Pyro snooping around, either. What was Magneto up to? She hadn't seen Gambit in a long while, and she usually met him on the street while he was heading to the institute to see Rogue. Pyro was usually following someone, but…or was he?
Was he following Pix? Someone with light pink hair would certainly attract attention, but he probably thought she and Gambit were related because of the coat. One of them might remember her. Magneto probably if Pyro was stalking her.
God, what is it with her?
Maybe she was jealous, but the attention that she was getting was just…abnormal. First it was the assassins, then it was Toad and Pietro. Now Magneto?
Sure, being the only living fairy in the human world was cool, but how did Magneto find out.
Her eyes narrowed as she hissed a name, "Pietro…"
By Silver Falcon
Chapter Ten
He was lying in his hammock, one arm slung over the side. He was rocking gently, his mind far off in another place. Todd felt someone touch his left shoulder and then his right. He felt the softness travel across his shoulders and up his neck. Todd stirred and felt the softness leave. He sat up and rubbed his eyes, stumbling blindly out of his hammock. He was stopped by the soft hands again, but they were behind him. He tried to speak, but he found that no words would come out of his mouth. They covered his eyes, and he felt the perpetrator move in front of him.
The hands moved away from his eyes, and he opened them. It was Pixie. For a while, he just stood there in surprise and shock. She was there with the hospital bed sheet wrapped around her and tied around her neck like a dress. Her wings were down, but he could see them flash each time she moved. He took a step towards her and wrapped his arms around her.
"I'm…sorry…for what happened in the hospital," he said.
She drew a finger over his mouth and pressed her cheek against his. "I know. It wasn't your fault. It was mine."
Her voice was a gentle whisper, and it calmed him. She took her right hand and drew it to his cheek, carefully caressing his skin.
'What the hell is happening?' he thought to himself. 'Not that I'm complaining or anything.'
She moved her head and looked into his eyes, and it occurred to him that their faces were only centimeters apart. What was happening? He watched her close her close her eyes and lean forward ever so slightly, and a second afterwards, he did the same.
'So this is what a kiss feels like… Wow…'
She pulled away and hugged him. "I have feelings for you, Todd, even though admitting I do is hard. Please forgive me."
And with that, she kissed him again. "All is…and forever will be forgiven," he nearly cried.
She smiled and hugged him again. "I have to tell you something."
Her voice all of a sudden grew serious. "I will have to leave Bayville for a few days, but I assure you, I will come back."
Todd's expression dropped. "Where are you going?"
She came close again with her mouth next to his ear. "For your safety, I dare not utter it here."
"You'll come back before I'm sixteen, right?"
She smiled. "I'm only going to be away for a few days. I'm taking Gabriel with me, so I want you to find some way to deliver that message to Rogue or Kitty."
"Why are you taking him?"
"I have to reunite him with someone. I will be back, Todd. Sleep well."
She kissed his forehead and led him to his hammock. He jumped in it and held his arms out like a toddler wanting one more hug before she left. She embraced him tightly and walked back to the window. She slid through the glass much like Kitty would and disappeared in a flash of light.
Todd stared at the window for a long time, still trying to figure out if that had really happened or not. Eventually, sleep overtook him, and he collapsed on his swinging bed.
"Toad! Wake up! It's five o'clock for cryin' out loud! Come on, you smelly little bug!" It was obvious that Pietro wanted something.
"What yo?" he groaned from his hammock.
"Damnit! Open the door!" Pietro's constant drumming against his door was beginning to get annoying.
Toad hopped over to his door and unlocked it. Pietro burst through the door, closing it at once. Todd watched him lean against the door.
"Will you convince Pixie to go on a date with me?" he asked, his words speedy as normal. "I'll get Wanda to go on a date with you…"
Todd lazily sat on the floor before jumping back in his hammock. "Ask me in five minutes."
Pietro rushed forward and knocked Toad across the room. "I'm asking you now, you little… Just please. The next time you see her, can you get her to go to dinner with me next Saturday?"
Toad nodded. "Sure, but you remember what you said you'd do yo."
Pietro patted him on the back. "Thanks, buddy."
And he was gone again. Toad hopped back into his hammock and went back to sleep, hoping he'd have the same dream again.
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Pixie walked outside of the creaky log cabin, newly dressed with her new getup. In her right hand, she held a long, straight staff that had many branches at the top that spiraled around each other. She had abandoned any bandanas since she felt that it was time for her to come out of hiding. If people noticed it, then they noticed it. It wasn't her problem.
She saw Gabriel stand in front of the childlike statue of an angel and a duplicate of himself at ten. He had been standing there for a few hours, just drowning in the image. She walked up to him and put her hand on his shoulder. He tore his eyes away and looked at her.
"You ready?" she asked, her voice soft and serious.
He nodded. "Yes. I am ready."
He climbed onto the statue and felt her push her staff against his stomach. She closed her eyes.
"Turis bafis asirigi agrah rowog wijeter bieor," she chanted, using an old fairy spell.
The staff began to glow, and the light transferred to Gabriel's body. He closed his eyes and felt his body grow hot. He fell backwards into the statue, both he and the statue becoming one.
Pixie stopped her chanting and watched as cracks appeared over the statue. She watched the white light appear in those cracks, and she watched them fly off, flooding her eyes with bright white light. She covered them and waited. The light faded, and she opened them, extending her arms just in time to catch the falling form.
Geri's had grown considerably younger, and he was wearing white robes and had long white wings behind him. He was no longer ten, nor was he twenty-three. He was the nice age of fifteen, and he was unconscious. She clutched him to her, gathering his body into her arms.
Jerry had been reborn.
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Todd's dream didn't come again, but he had slept extremely well. He slept through the night and into the next morning, waking up at six. He rolled out of his bed and hopped downstairs, wishing that someone would be up at this ungodly hour of the morning.
Lance was on the sofa talking to Kitty on the phone. He jumped on the back of the couch.
"Whoa! Toad, go away! I'm on the phone!"
"Tell Kitty to tell whoever that Gabriel went with Pixie, and they'll be gone for a few days," he croaked before dodging Lance's swinging arm.
"Whatever, Toad."
"No, wait, what did he say?" Kitty asked.
"He said something about Gabriel going with Pixie, and they're gonna be gone for a few days."
Kitty freaked out. "Oh my god. I'll have to tell Storm that."
"Who is Gabriel?"
Toad went outside to see if he could catch his breakfast. He hopped down the street a little ways and hopped onto a neighborhood dumpster. Flies were everywhere, and Todd had eaten every last one of them in just a few minutes.
Pixie had come to him in a dream. Was that possible? Or had it been caused by his damned romantic side. Well, he wasn't sure, but that had been the best dream that he had ever had. He wished it wasn't a dream, but all the evidence pointed towards that.
Did she love him? Him, the slimy little Toad?
Wanda might have to find someone else. Todd's heart was with Pix right now. He would do as Pietro asked, but it was only a date, right?
One date wouldn't hurt anything.
Todd bounced back down to the Brotherhood, keeping an eye out for stray insects that might flitter by.
When was she going to be back? When was she going to see him? When would he figure out if that was a dream or not? He wondered what it really felt like to kiss her. Even in his dream, they had been just little, shy kisses, filled with an innocent passion, but what about the kisses like Lance had with Kitty. Todd shook his head. He was moving too fast. He should be grateful for the little ones.
She had kissed him first and willingly. That was a girl. That was his girl, but what would Pietro do with her on the date? Maybe he could convince her to go to a dinner and a movie or something. Maybe a walk around the neighborhood.
What was she going to do with Gabriel, though? She didn't know him well enough to have a romantic relation, but she takes him somewhere out of Bayville and to some unknown place. She wouldn't do anything with him.
If the dream wasn't a dream, he had been kissed by a gorgeous girl that Pietro wanted for himself. She liked him too! That was proof that there was a God!
He saw Lance's jeep off to the side and remembered that that's where Wanda had put the flute and those two swords. Carefully and quietly so as not to be seen, he hopped over to the passenger seat, looking under the loose floor panel. He drew the flute out first, laying it gently on the grass, followed by the two swords.
There was dried blood on the blades, her blood. He put the flute in one of his belt loops and held both swords, hopping towards the house. He jumped up to his window and kicked it open before jumping up again and entering.
He put the swords and flute under his bed, the safest place he knew to put them. No one looked under there. No one could fit under there. That was his secret spot. He would tell them where she was later.
He hopped downstairs again and spied Pietro on the couch. He jumped next to him, but Pietro didn't seem to notice.
"What we watchin'?" he asked, peering at the screen.
"What I wanna watch," Pietro barked. "Now shaddap."
"I don't have to ask her to go on a date with you, ya' know. Wanda probably won't want to go down the street with me," Todd said. "Plus, she must not like you very much if you have to ask me for help yo."
Pietro scoffed. "She just feels sorry for you, Warts. She wants a real man like me, one who can save her from evil not the dreaded centipede."
"She respects me more than she does you."
"What makes you say that, Toady? Like I said, she feels sorry for you."
"Whatever yo."
Toad hopped over to the stairway, as if he was going up it, but he turned around. He had no room to speak. He probably had dreams about her too, but from the shock in Kitty's voice when he had told Lance about Gabriel, his were true to some extent. Even if they were dreams, they were partially true. Pietro had no room to talk. Pixie liked him! He spat a green puddle at Quicksilver, the boldest action he had ever taken. It splattered all over his chest, but by that time, Todd had bounced up the stairs and into his room, locking it securely. He heard Pietro ram the door a second later.
Todd beamed at himself and jumped on top of his bed. Pietro was going to be pretty mad when he finally got his hands on Todd, so he would agree to convince Pixie to go on a date with him. That would cool him down and keep Todd alive.
He hopped to the floor and crawled under his bed, spying the two swords and the blue flute. He knew better than to play it, but he was remotely curious what would happen if he did. He didn't touch it nor did he make a move to. He knew that it would call the three assassins, and he wasn't too keen on that happening.
"Toad, you little shit, open the door!!!"
"Go away, Pietro!"
"She doesn't love you! She doesn't even like you! She is just nice to everyone!"
"That's how come she talks to me more than she does you! Admit it, Pietro! You're jealous as hell of me!" Todd screeched at the door.
"I am not! I'm beyond what you could ever be, Toad! I will never be jealous of you!!"
'Then how come ya are?'
Todd remained silent and under his bed for a few more minutes. Pietro had stopped ramming the door, but Todd was willing to bet his life that he was somewhere close by. He scampered from his bed and over to the window, first looking around to see if there were any blurs running around. There wasn't so he opened the panes and hopped out.
He believed the dream Pixie when she told him that she wasn't going to be at the hospital. He'd go to Bayville and find some more bugs.
When Todd had made it into town, he found himself wondering where the Night Sun was. He should probably go tell Marcie and Jack why Pixie wasn't in the hospital. They would be really worried. He remembered something about a school dance being there in a few weeks, but he didn't remember the address very well.
"It's somewhere offa the lane."
Dusk Lane was where all the nightclubs were, but he didn't know how far down the lane it was. He had never been to a nightclub before. He jumped on top of the first building that he came to and stared down the lane. He thought he could see it, but he really wasn't sure. He'd have to take a closer inspection.
He jumped from building to building, heading towards the sign.
"Bingo…"
It was the Night Sun, and there was a single car there. He jumped onto the pavement and hopped into the nearest door.
"Oh…uh, Todd, right?" Marcie said from her desk.
He nodded and jumped into a chair. "I came to tell you that Pixie took Gabriel somewhere. She said she had to take him to meet someone."
Marcie looked puzzled. "She's not in the hospital?"
"No, but she said not to worry and that she would be back in a few days."
Marcie began to tremble. "But…those men…are they after her?"
Todd shook his head. "No, they think she's dead. She's as good as new, but she just had to do this. She said that she would be back by the end of the week and not to worry."
Marcie stood up. "Please excuse me."
She walked into the back room, and Todd left.
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Wanda walked downstairs and spied her brother on the couch. He seemed highly agitated at something, but she didn't care. She went into the kitchen and opened the fridge. Grabbing a soda, she walked into the living room and plopped down next to Quicksilver, ignoring him completely.
"Change it," she growled.
Pietro ignored her and continued to watch the basketball game.
"Did you know your girlfriend's a fairy?"
Pietro rolled his eyes. "She's just a mutant with wings."
"She's a fairy," Wanda insisted. "She's known me since you and Metal Head put me in that asylum."
Pietro shook his head. "Fairies aren't real. She's just a mutant with wings."
"She's the one that healed Toad. You followed her the night she was attacked, and I'm willing to bet that's why you know about Forez."
"What are you hinting at? That it's my fault? That's absurd."
"Why are you getting so defensive?" Wanda said with a grin. "I already know. She's healed now, and it's no big deal."
"Lance said that Toad knew something about her and a guy named Gabriel going somewhere. I looked in the hospital, but she wasn't there. Warts knows more than he's letting on," Pietro growled.
"He's in love with her, you dumbass," Wanda barked.
"So, he's in love with you too. You haven't been treating him like you usually do. You've been acting like Pixie. I think you're jealous of her. Are you? She's taken your little slave from you, Wanda," he hissed.
"I don't love Toad. I'm glad he's off my heels. I can breathe again," she hissed back.
"You're jealous."
"Whatever, Pietro. I don't know what you're problem is, but I'd rather not talk about it over a stupid basketball game."
Wanda and Pietro were so close they could strangle each other without much effort. Pietro pushed her off of him, and she hexed him into the wall before storming out the front door.
She hated Pietro with a passion, and she'd rather Pixie go with Toad than him. He was so uncaring and egotistical. At least Todd had a romantic side, even though he smelt like garbage and ate bugs. Pietro's romantic side probably included getting drunk and taking a girl to bed.
Boys and their stupid hormones.
Pietro and Lance were the worst, but at least Lance had some decency about him.
Wanda's teeth clenched involuntarily. She hated Magneto and she hated her brother.
She hadn't heard from any of the Acolytes in a while. She hadn't seen Pyro snooping around, either. What was Magneto up to? She hadn't seen Gambit in a long while, and she usually met him on the street while he was heading to the institute to see Rogue. Pyro was usually following someone, but…or was he?
Was he following Pix? Someone with light pink hair would certainly attract attention, but he probably thought she and Gambit were related because of the coat. One of them might remember her. Magneto probably if Pyro was stalking her.
God, what is it with her?
Maybe she was jealous, but the attention that she was getting was just…abnormal. First it was the assassins, then it was Toad and Pietro. Now Magneto?
Sure, being the only living fairy in the human world was cool, but how did Magneto find out.
Her eyes narrowed as she hissed a name, "Pietro…"
