Third Wheel
Chapter Two: Wheelbarrow
Author: Icy Flame
Disclaimer: Don't Own Them Never Will!
Icy: Sorry for taking forever with getting this out! I've been working on some other short cute ideas! This has been on my mind though.
W: Yeah we've been working on it piece by piece but it's still a slow process!
Icy: Hopefully the next part will come out sooner.
W: If we had some encouragement
or suggestions it might! *wink wink nudge nudge*
Icy: There goes being subtle.
W: When have ~I~ ever been subtle?
Icy: Point taken, hope everyone enjoys!
W: Later yo
Icy: Feel free to give me any suggestions on what they might do on the date! I'm totally making this as I go!
~~~ First stop ~~~
Lance grinned as he pulled in a Putter's Heaven parking lot. He leapt out of his side of the car and ran hastily over to Kitty's door. Grinning he went to open the door…
…only to find it was stuck and wouldn't budge. He blushed and looked apolitically up at Kitty. She giggled and phased through the door and into his arms.
"It's ok Lance, it happens all the time in Scott's car when I use my powers." She whispered as she yanked him towards the booth to get their equipment.
Rogue smiled lightly and went to jump out of the car similar to what Lance had done, to find her way blocked by a smirking Pietro, with his hand held out expectantly for her's. Frowning she glared at him, only for him to grin wider and raise an eyebrow. She didn't budge.
"Like come on you guys! Hurry up!" Kitty called, waving for them to hurry. Swallowing back a comment Rogue simply ignored the speed demon and leapt out of the jeep without his assistance. He frowned but didn't say anything. Instead both of them headed over to the lovebirds.
"You both are against me and Kit-Kat." Kitty blushed at the comment and Rogue didn't look too pleased with being paired with Pietro. Handing over the clubs and balls they began.
~~~ A while later in the night ~~~
Rogue groaned mentally when she saw where the car was headed. She glanced down at her pj outfit and not for the first time that night regretted it. There was nothing on her shoulders and a little bit of her stomach showed, not only that but nothing but the sandals was up to the dress code of the next place. Lance must think he was some rich guy or something to bring Kitty to one of Bayville's hottest, chic restaurants in town
Her view of the place widened as the pulled into line for the place. It had a black roof and white washed walls. Large bay windows lined the sides every seven feet or so. The trim was a light yellow color, matching the large sign that held the joints name. It large dark gold lettering read, Golden Age.
Rogue cleared her throat, trying to get Lance's attention. This was rather difficult do to his eyes being locked with Kitty's like sticky glue. She did receive the attention of the speedster sitting next to her.
"What's wrong Roguey?"
She debated whether or not she should tell him but as she noted their position in line she decided that she didn't have the time.
"My clothes-"
"Say no more Roguey" He winked and disappeared. The gothic gal sighed and relaxed in the backseat, waiting for the albino haired boy. The car moved up one more and Rogue was a little worried at the fact that he wasn't back. She looked back over to the seat next to her, blinking once and finding he had returned… holding a bag. Handing it over to her, grinning like a Cheshire cat the whole time.
Grimacing she gingerly took the bag as if it might hold a bomb and gently opened the sack. She pulled out a purple silky material, raising an eyebrow at Pietro. He winked and turned around. Sighing she slipped off her top and put the dress on. Taking the PJ pants off and smoothing out the dress she smiled. It was a soft velvet purple dress that had long sleeves that went all the way to the cuffs of her dark black leather gloves. It had a slightly revealing cut and was form fitting but just added to the affect. Looking back into the bag she noted that it held matching shoes and a tube of lipstick. Shaking her head she slipped the new shoes on. They had a slight heal, and where squared at the toes, plus they were covered in the same material at the dress. Finding a pack of tissues in the bag she ripped it open and nabbed one. Wiping off any make on her face and lips. Applying a thin layer of new lipstick she grinned at the over all affect.
Quicksilver felt a tap on his shoulder and whirled around to see the clothing he choose on her. He noted her smile and himself felt a grin tugging at his mouth. The car jerked to a stop and they got out of it. Smirking as Lance handed the keys over to the man standing next to the door.
"Hurt it and I hurt you." He threatened glaring at the young pimply youth; who just nodded and ran to the other side of the car to move it.
Opening the door for Kitty she commented on what a gentleman he was, making him grin. Pietro and Rogue snickered lightly and stepped inside after them. Lance went up to a slightly balding man standing behind a podium. The man wrinkled his nose at Lance but remained silent.
"How may I help you sir" he said in a sardonic tone, meaning quite the opposite of what he said. Lance ignored the treatment, only after Kitty tugged on his arm. Growling about how rude people were these days Lance explained his need of a table with four seats. The man looked at him and muttered peon under his breath.
Pietro seeing a problem about to develop frowned but took action. Running over to the man he smoothly slipped him a twenty, whispering it was 'for his troubles'. The man without being seen placed the bill in his pocket, seeming pleased/
Of course he shuddered as he realized that they were all teenagers and had no supervision around. Deciding that he didn't have to serve in that area so it was the bus boys problem he led them to a table. Each sat down, girls on one-side guys on the other.
"Your server will be with you momentarily." He said snootily, before walking back to his post awaiting more guests.
Rogue stuck her tongue out at his back and turned to see the others staring at her oddly. She blushed lightly, it showing through her make-up less cheeks. (not THOSE cheeks!!) Kitty picked up a menu and began searching for her dinner, squealing every now and then.
"Who would of thought she'd be so excited about a menu." Pietro quipped, grinning at Rogue. She glanced at him and shook her head.
Rogue explained, "It's because this is a vegetarian restaurant dimwit." Drawing a blank look from her companion for the night she explained that Kitty was a vegetarian and how she didn't often get the chance to go to restaurants like this. He nodded and began searching the menu himself, mainly trying to hide the blush on his cheeks from looking so dense in front of Rogue.
A waiter walked over to their table, pad in one hand while his pen was in the other. He had a black mustache that matched his raven hair, both slicked back. He was wearing the typical uniform, black slacks white dress shirt tucked in his pants and bow tie. He oddly enough had on golden shoes to go with the restaurants name. He looked to Lance first.
He asked in a French ascent, "My I take your order?"
Icy: Hope you enjoyed this!
W: We tried to make it longer!
Icy: hehe this is only the beginning of the Lancitty date, stay tuned for the next part!
W: Here's a sneak peak!
Kitty looked skeptical but when Rogue strapped a vest on and put on the protective pads she followed. Bending down to select a gun she followed her companions into the door marked 'Laser Field' with a smile on her lips and a fire in her eyes.
Black lights flashed all around the area, illuminating Kitty's white vest, kneepads and gray elbow pads. She looked left then right, spotting a blur of white out of the corner of her eye. Charging up her gun she stalked after the shadow.
Rogue grinned manically as she charged up her weapon. Running down a hallway she checked for traces of the charlie. Seeing Pietro looking around the corner up ahead she rushed forward, letting out a deafening war cry.
"AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!"
Icy: *notices muse messing with the next chapter* HEY! What are you doing?
W: Uh nothing * tries to look innocent *
Icy: Yeah and I'm an elephant.
W: You are?
Icy: Don't make me smack you in the head smartass.
W: * sticks out tongue * I'd like to see you try!
Icy: * sticks out tongue * *thinks of something * You know we still have that new post mainstream one to get out….
W: Evil I tell you, Icy's evil!
BTW I have an update statement thing on my info for when I'm working on my stories! Incase anyone is interested in knowing how long until I update!