Avalanche-YAY! I'm back! Aren't you all just SO happy! I knew you were^-^
Well the new recruit comes in this chapter! Have fun!
Chapter 4
Pietro sat on Lance's bed, arms folded over his chest. --Stupid Lance, stupid Todd, stupid Dylan-- Pietro laid down on Lance's bed and stared up at the moldy crumbling white ceiling. This place was a total dump. --I wonder what DYLAN will think-- The door opened and Lance sauntered into the room took the keys off the dresser and walked towards the door.
"Where are you going?" Pietro asked, his brows drawn together in mock anger.
"Out," was Lance's simple answer as he shut the door behind him. Pietro opened the door to find Lance standing there, arms folded over his chest a knowing grin playing on his perfect lips. Pietro scowled.
"You know me too well," he grumbled. Lance smiled and pulled him into his arms.
"I know," he whispered. Pietro kissed Lance fervently.
Todd had just hopped up the stairs and found Lance kissing Pietro passionately, right in front of the bathroom. What was he supposed to do? He didn't want Lance mad at him but he had to go to the bathroom. He decided to just hop silently passed them and go into the bathroom. The plan failed.
"Get lost Toad," Pietro said scathingly, breaking away form the kiss. Todd winced and hopped into the bathroom.
"Man Pete what's your problem with Todd?" Todd heard Lance ask Pietro.
"I have no problem with Todd," he responded, "Todd has a problem with us. He can't stand the fact we're gay!" Todd winced again. Not good. Todd finished his business and left the bathroom, glad to find that they had left.
The Brotherhood were rudely awoken at 5:00 in the morning by a very, a little too, chipper Lance.
"Come on guys!" he chirped, "Mystique wants us up and ready by the time the new recruit gets here!" Pietro's response was throwing a pillow at Lance, thus earning him a smack on the head.
"Mystique decided we should all look presentable so she bought us a new outfit. Pietro sat up and stared at the clothing in Lance's hand. A black turtleneck sweater and a pair of black pants, real fancy.
"Er-what is Fred going to wear?" Pietro asked, restraining a smile. Lance stifled a laugh.
"She managed to find a size that actually fit him," he responded tossing the outfit to Pietro. Pietro caught it awkwardly and immediately was showered and dressed in five seconds.
"Ready to go," Pietro reported. Lance nodded in awe and continued onto the next boy's room.
He knocked softly on the younger mutant's door then poked his head inside the dark room. The room was extremely messy and Lance entered the room cautiously. Amidst the comic books, dirty cloths, junk, and video games, lay a very peaceful, cute looking Todd, fast asleep on a battered mattress. Lance never knew he had no bed. He made his way through the pig sty and finally arrived at his destination. Softly he shook Todd. He stirred before fully waking and opening his eyes.
"Yo, Lance, what are you doin' in here?" he asked groggily. Lance smiled.
"Mystique wants us up and dressed before the new recruit gets here," he answered, "and I'm afraid you'll hafta take a shower." Todd groaned and sat up.
"Do I have to?" he asked in a whiny, childish voice, standing up and stretching his arms out. Lance nodded and stood from his kneeling position.
"Yeah, and you have a new outfit," he added. Todd groaned again. Lance handed him the clothing and headed to wake Fred up.
The boys actually looked incredibly hot (all save Fred) in their new outfits. Lance couldn't tear his eyes away from Pietro. The sweater fit snugly on his slender figure and the pants hung loosely on his muscular legs. Lance was extremely grateful the pants were as loose as they were, otherwise his pants would have a massive bulge in the crotch. He smiled and stood beside Pietro giving him a quick kiss. They all heard the sound of car tires crackling over the gravel and they held their breath. Their was the faint sound of a car door opening and then shutting and then they heard footsteps. The door opened and Mystique stepped over the threshold.
"Good morning boys," she greeted in her velvety voice, "I'd like you all to meet Dylan Pederson." A fairly small boy stepped into the house from behind Mystique. He had very light brown hair, a slim build, broad shoulders and a square jaw. He was incredibly handsome and Lance couldn't help but stare. Pietro noticed this and scowled. --I hate him already--
"I would love to stay and help things get settled," Mystique said, "but I have somewhere to be, goodbye." And with that she left the house, slamming the door behind her.
"Hi," he said happily, "Nice to meet you all." Lance stepped forward.
"I'm Lance Alvers," he said, giving Dylan's hand a firm shake. Dylan smiled a snowy white irresistible smile that made Lance's heart skip a beat.
"And that's Pietro, Todd, and Fred," he said motioning to each said boy. Dylan smiled at each of them and was only greeted with two smiles in return. Pietro was glaring at him, shoulders braced against the wall, both arms crossed over his chest.
"Listen guys," Dylan said, "before I get too friendly I have something to tell you all. I'm gay." Pietro blinked a few times. --Now I REALLY hate him- -
"That's ok, yo," Todd said, "so is Lance and Pietro over there." Pietro nearly choked and his glare turned venomous. He appeared at Todd's side and punched him in the arm, glaring down at him as if to say *if looks could kill you'd be dead!*
"So you two are going out then?" he asked Lance a hint of disappointment in his tone. Lance blushed and nodded numbly.
"That's right,' Pietro said appearing at Lance's side and taking his arm, "he's taken. Sorry!" Dylan chuckled.
"Here I'll-uh show you to your room," Lance offered picking up his suit case. He smiled.
"Thanks," Dylan replied, followed Lance up the stairs. Lance was a little too nice to Dylan for Pietro's liking.
--I hate you--
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--Avalanche Maximoff--
Chapter 4
Pietro sat on Lance's bed, arms folded over his chest. --Stupid Lance, stupid Todd, stupid Dylan-- Pietro laid down on Lance's bed and stared up at the moldy crumbling white ceiling. This place was a total dump. --I wonder what DYLAN will think-- The door opened and Lance sauntered into the room took the keys off the dresser and walked towards the door.
"Where are you going?" Pietro asked, his brows drawn together in mock anger.
"Out," was Lance's simple answer as he shut the door behind him. Pietro opened the door to find Lance standing there, arms folded over his chest a knowing grin playing on his perfect lips. Pietro scowled.
"You know me too well," he grumbled. Lance smiled and pulled him into his arms.
"I know," he whispered. Pietro kissed Lance fervently.
Todd had just hopped up the stairs and found Lance kissing Pietro passionately, right in front of the bathroom. What was he supposed to do? He didn't want Lance mad at him but he had to go to the bathroom. He decided to just hop silently passed them and go into the bathroom. The plan failed.
"Get lost Toad," Pietro said scathingly, breaking away form the kiss. Todd winced and hopped into the bathroom.
"Man Pete what's your problem with Todd?" Todd heard Lance ask Pietro.
"I have no problem with Todd," he responded, "Todd has a problem with us. He can't stand the fact we're gay!" Todd winced again. Not good. Todd finished his business and left the bathroom, glad to find that they had left.
The Brotherhood were rudely awoken at 5:00 in the morning by a very, a little too, chipper Lance.
"Come on guys!" he chirped, "Mystique wants us up and ready by the time the new recruit gets here!" Pietro's response was throwing a pillow at Lance, thus earning him a smack on the head.
"Mystique decided we should all look presentable so she bought us a new outfit. Pietro sat up and stared at the clothing in Lance's hand. A black turtleneck sweater and a pair of black pants, real fancy.
"Er-what is Fred going to wear?" Pietro asked, restraining a smile. Lance stifled a laugh.
"She managed to find a size that actually fit him," he responded tossing the outfit to Pietro. Pietro caught it awkwardly and immediately was showered and dressed in five seconds.
"Ready to go," Pietro reported. Lance nodded in awe and continued onto the next boy's room.
He knocked softly on the younger mutant's door then poked his head inside the dark room. The room was extremely messy and Lance entered the room cautiously. Amidst the comic books, dirty cloths, junk, and video games, lay a very peaceful, cute looking Todd, fast asleep on a battered mattress. Lance never knew he had no bed. He made his way through the pig sty and finally arrived at his destination. Softly he shook Todd. He stirred before fully waking and opening his eyes.
"Yo, Lance, what are you doin' in here?" he asked groggily. Lance smiled.
"Mystique wants us up and dressed before the new recruit gets here," he answered, "and I'm afraid you'll hafta take a shower." Todd groaned and sat up.
"Do I have to?" he asked in a whiny, childish voice, standing up and stretching his arms out. Lance nodded and stood from his kneeling position.
"Yeah, and you have a new outfit," he added. Todd groaned again. Lance handed him the clothing and headed to wake Fred up.
The boys actually looked incredibly hot (all save Fred) in their new outfits. Lance couldn't tear his eyes away from Pietro. The sweater fit snugly on his slender figure and the pants hung loosely on his muscular legs. Lance was extremely grateful the pants were as loose as they were, otherwise his pants would have a massive bulge in the crotch. He smiled and stood beside Pietro giving him a quick kiss. They all heard the sound of car tires crackling over the gravel and they held their breath. Their was the faint sound of a car door opening and then shutting and then they heard footsteps. The door opened and Mystique stepped over the threshold.
"Good morning boys," she greeted in her velvety voice, "I'd like you all to meet Dylan Pederson." A fairly small boy stepped into the house from behind Mystique. He had very light brown hair, a slim build, broad shoulders and a square jaw. He was incredibly handsome and Lance couldn't help but stare. Pietro noticed this and scowled. --I hate him already--
"I would love to stay and help things get settled," Mystique said, "but I have somewhere to be, goodbye." And with that she left the house, slamming the door behind her.
"Hi," he said happily, "Nice to meet you all." Lance stepped forward.
"I'm Lance Alvers," he said, giving Dylan's hand a firm shake. Dylan smiled a snowy white irresistible smile that made Lance's heart skip a beat.
"And that's Pietro, Todd, and Fred," he said motioning to each said boy. Dylan smiled at each of them and was only greeted with two smiles in return. Pietro was glaring at him, shoulders braced against the wall, both arms crossed over his chest.
"Listen guys," Dylan said, "before I get too friendly I have something to tell you all. I'm gay." Pietro blinked a few times. --Now I REALLY hate him- -
"That's ok, yo," Todd said, "so is Lance and Pietro over there." Pietro nearly choked and his glare turned venomous. He appeared at Todd's side and punched him in the arm, glaring down at him as if to say *if looks could kill you'd be dead!*
"So you two are going out then?" he asked Lance a hint of disappointment in his tone. Lance blushed and nodded numbly.
"That's right,' Pietro said appearing at Lance's side and taking his arm, "he's taken. Sorry!" Dylan chuckled.
"Here I'll-uh show you to your room," Lance offered picking up his suit case. He smiled.
"Thanks," Dylan replied, followed Lance up the stairs. Lance was a little too nice to Dylan for Pietro's liking.
--I hate you--
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--Avalanche Maximoff--