"Well, you see." Kitty jumped up. "Pietro knocked his head into mine and we were recovering."
"Recovering ever so very closely, I see." Wanda crossed her arms and then rolled her eyes. "Whatever. I'll forget it ever happened."
Pietro grinned and zoomed past them to the kitchen, the only place besides the staircase where he could hear their conversation. "What happened?" Was his reply.
"Thank God." Kitty looked relieved. "You didn't jump to any conclusions!"
"Why would I?" Wanda walked over to her friend. "Maybe your personality will rub off on that idiotic brother of mine."
Kitty sat down again and rubbed her head. "What do you mean?"
Wanda sat down next to her. "Do you have a thing for my brother?" Her dark eyes narrowed. "I want the truth."
Kitty blushed. "Of course not. I mean, I like Lance!" She rolled her eyes. "No matter how disgusting he may be. Ugh. Porn."
"Yeah. Uh huh." Wanda crossed her arms. She wasn't going to blow a gasket right now. She hadn't seen much of anything. So her brother had been getting awfully close to Kitty, big deal. Kitty hadn't reacted, right? Her brother had always been a flirt. Even when they were kids. "I believe you." Somewhat.
Kitty's spirits seemed to have lifted. "C'mon let's go to the mall."
"Oh! Me TOO!" Pietro sped back to them. He batted his eyelashes and crossed his longs while sitting down on the couch. "We can get our nails done and have makeovers. Then, we can check out some of those major hotties that work in the movie theater!" Pietro put a hand over his mouth and giggled. "Wouldn't that like, totally rock?"
"I helped you and THIS is what I get?!" Kitty held up a fist. "There is no way, I'm ever like, going to do that again! C'mon Wanda."
"Oh, but I really wanted to go to the mall with you." Pietro gave Kitty his famous puppy dog eyes. "Pleaaaaaaasssseeeee!"
"Weeeelll." Kitty mentally slapped herself for letting Pietro be able to control her so easily. But he was giving her THE face. Ohhhh, he is EVIL!
"No." Wanda shook her head. "I have a better use for you Pietro. How about you go to-"
"Dear sister, the go to hell thing is getting old."
"Not if it's your natural habitat." Wanda replied while smiling sweetly.
"Ouch." Pietro held a hand up to his chest. "That hurt." He gave Kitty and his sister a sincere look. "No seriously. I want to hang out with you guys. Get closer to my sister and her friend."
"Now why would you want to do that?" Asked Lance who had obviously been spying on them from the staircase. "You happen to hate your sister and loathe her friend."
"On the contrary." Pietro smirked. "All of that may change."
"Ohhhhh PLEASE!" Lance glared at his so-called friend. "Kitty would never like you!"
"Um, excuse me." Kitty waved her arms in the air. "Still here." She turned to Lance. "What do I have to do with Pietro wanting to go to the mall? He may have a dilemma. I mean, hello. Look at what he's wearing right now."
"Yeah." The silver haired boy crossed his arms, as if daring Lance to protest. "Look at what I'm wearing. I need new clothes. Kitty could help me find some better clothes."
"Since when did you ever start caring about what you wear?" Wanda shot her brother a suspicious look.
"Since now."
Kitty headed towards the door. "Not that that's settled. Let's get going!" She tried to send a mental message to Wanda. Let's get out of here.
Pietro walked over to the door and opened it for Kitty. "The lady always goes first."
"Well, then get moving Pietro. Didn't you say ladies first?" The oldest member of the Brotherhood shot more glowering looks at his once silver haired friend.
Kitty was already waiting outside by then and Pietro wasn't far behind. "Ta Ta Lance. Me and Kitty will have a GREAT time. C'mon Wanda." He beckoned to his sister, who obviously didn't like the idea of spending a day at the mall with him."
"I'm not going." Wanda headed towards her room. "If I wanted to spend a day with you, then then then then……" She cut herself off and slammed her bedroom door shut.
"Ohhhhhhh well." Pietro sighed. "I guess it's just ME and Kitty." He said looking in Lance's direction before slamming the front door shut, and leaving Lance standing there with the green eyed monster.
