Queen of Random: Sorry if this chapter is a little short. I just had to put
up the next bit of chaos up before my mother catches me and. . . too late!
I'm studying, Mum!
That was close. Pity I am not Petra and can just run away, or study at a million miles an hour. Hey, that gives me an idea. . .
Role Reversal
Chapter Seven: Quiksilver and Mercuria Crises
Evan buried his head in his hands when he saw what Eva wanted to buy. "Please tell me that you don't want that!"
Eva looked confused. "What's wrong with this sweatshirt?"
"You see, it's just -" he began, but a voice cut him off. Actually, it was two voices, working together to make him miserable.
"Daniels!"
Evan turned to see Pietro, Petra and Kitty all enter the skate shop. "What do you want, Maximoffs?" he demanded, annoyed.
"We just wanted to see our favourite skateboarders," replied Petra. "Is there something wrong with that?"
"Sorry," added Kitty.
"Kitty!" said Eva. "Can you tell the 'Spyke-Man' that there is nothing wrong with these clothes?!"
Petra and Pietro looked at the closes, and simultaneously burst out laughing.
"What? What is it?"
Pietro managed to stop laughing to reply, "They're Quiksilver clothes!"
"Oh! Evan, I changed my mind. I don't want these clothes any more," said Eva. "I'll take the ones that I was going to get before I saw these clothes. I don't like this brand any more."
As Evan and Eva went to pay for Eva's new things, Petra and Pietro, followed by Kitty, who was shaking her head with annoyance, staggered out the door, struggling to breathe as they were laughing so much.
*
"I think that we have got everything that Grey and I need, Scott," said Scarlett. "Thank you for doing this. And the same goes to you, too, Jean. This would have been a lot more difficult without you."
"Don't worry about it," replied Scott. "When you're with the X-Men, you're never alone."
"Where have I heard that before?" said Grey dryly.
"Anyway," said Jean, "I think that we should go find the others, don't you think?"
"Didn't we agree that we would all meet at the food court?"
"That was Kurt and Katrin's idea," answered Scott.
"Why am I not surprised?"
"Summers! And Summers!" called two voices. Lana, Lance, Freddy and Fredericka all walked up to the foursome after coming out of a speciality clothing shop.
"We're finished," said Lance.
"Good. Then we just need to meet up with the others at the food court." Scott looked at his watch. "The others should be finished about now, too."
"That's good," replied Lana. She looked around. "Kitty and Pietro are over there," she said, pointing in that direction, "but where is Petra? I thought she was with Kitty."
"And wasn't Carter supposed to be with Pietro?"
Just in time to answer the question, Pietro and Kitty approached the group. "I left Carter with the Germans," said Pietro.
"But where's Petra?"
Kitty frowned, hearing something. "Here she comes now."
Petra slowed down her running, and ran around the group. "Sorry, guys. Gotta run!"
With that, the girl took off.
"What was that all about?" asked Freddy, scratching his head. He looked at his Doppelganger, who just shrugged her massive shoulders.
"I think I know," replied Lana. "Look!"
Everyone looked in the direction Lana was. Running after Petra was the same group of teenage boys Petra had been talking to earlier, plus a few new additions. Duncan was still at its head.
"Come on!" yelled a voice. "We've got to find her!"
"It shouldn't be that hard!" called another voice in the mob - which, the group was - "I mean, how many white-haired babes in a mini skirt are there around?"
"Yeah!"
The mob took off along the same path Petra had been taking, and after a few seconds they were out of sight.
"Now that was weird," commented Jean, after about a minute or two of stunned silence.
"Even by our standards," added Scarlett.
"It's Petra," reminded Lana. "What did you expect? And don't you say anything, Pietro!"
Pietro shut his mouth.
"Like, what's the time?" asked Kitty.
"Time for us to meet at the food court," replied Scott. "Come on."
As the group started to walk away, a tired, and very old male voice came from behind them. "Excuse me."
The mutants all turned around, to find an old man, perhaps in his eighties, standing there. He seemed to be out of breath, but he continued to speak. "By any chance, have you seen a young lady go running past? She has white hair, just like that boy there. Is she your sister?" he asked Pietro.
"Yes," interrupted Lance, before Pietro could speak. "What do you want with Petra? His sister," he added, for the old man's benefit.
"That young lady still owes me a kiss."
The teens started laughing, but that man was not too impressed. "I'll be on my way, then."
As the old man started to walk slowly away, his cane making slow, but regular taps on the polished floor, he could be heard muttering, "Young whippersnappers. No respect for the elderly! And always in a hurry, too!"
That was close. Pity I am not Petra and can just run away, or study at a million miles an hour. Hey, that gives me an idea. . .
Role Reversal
Chapter Seven: Quiksilver and Mercuria Crises
Evan buried his head in his hands when he saw what Eva wanted to buy. "Please tell me that you don't want that!"
Eva looked confused. "What's wrong with this sweatshirt?"
"You see, it's just -" he began, but a voice cut him off. Actually, it was two voices, working together to make him miserable.
"Daniels!"
Evan turned to see Pietro, Petra and Kitty all enter the skate shop. "What do you want, Maximoffs?" he demanded, annoyed.
"We just wanted to see our favourite skateboarders," replied Petra. "Is there something wrong with that?"
"Sorry," added Kitty.
"Kitty!" said Eva. "Can you tell the 'Spyke-Man' that there is nothing wrong with these clothes?!"
Petra and Pietro looked at the closes, and simultaneously burst out laughing.
"What? What is it?"
Pietro managed to stop laughing to reply, "They're Quiksilver clothes!"
"Oh! Evan, I changed my mind. I don't want these clothes any more," said Eva. "I'll take the ones that I was going to get before I saw these clothes. I don't like this brand any more."
As Evan and Eva went to pay for Eva's new things, Petra and Pietro, followed by Kitty, who was shaking her head with annoyance, staggered out the door, struggling to breathe as they were laughing so much.
*
"I think that we have got everything that Grey and I need, Scott," said Scarlett. "Thank you for doing this. And the same goes to you, too, Jean. This would have been a lot more difficult without you."
"Don't worry about it," replied Scott. "When you're with the X-Men, you're never alone."
"Where have I heard that before?" said Grey dryly.
"Anyway," said Jean, "I think that we should go find the others, don't you think?"
"Didn't we agree that we would all meet at the food court?"
"That was Kurt and Katrin's idea," answered Scott.
"Why am I not surprised?"
"Summers! And Summers!" called two voices. Lana, Lance, Freddy and Fredericka all walked up to the foursome after coming out of a speciality clothing shop.
"We're finished," said Lance.
"Good. Then we just need to meet up with the others at the food court." Scott looked at his watch. "The others should be finished about now, too."
"That's good," replied Lana. She looked around. "Kitty and Pietro are over there," she said, pointing in that direction, "but where is Petra? I thought she was with Kitty."
"And wasn't Carter supposed to be with Pietro?"
Just in time to answer the question, Pietro and Kitty approached the group. "I left Carter with the Germans," said Pietro.
"But where's Petra?"
Kitty frowned, hearing something. "Here she comes now."
Petra slowed down her running, and ran around the group. "Sorry, guys. Gotta run!"
With that, the girl took off.
"What was that all about?" asked Freddy, scratching his head. He looked at his Doppelganger, who just shrugged her massive shoulders.
"I think I know," replied Lana. "Look!"
Everyone looked in the direction Lana was. Running after Petra was the same group of teenage boys Petra had been talking to earlier, plus a few new additions. Duncan was still at its head.
"Come on!" yelled a voice. "We've got to find her!"
"It shouldn't be that hard!" called another voice in the mob - which, the group was - "I mean, how many white-haired babes in a mini skirt are there around?"
"Yeah!"
The mob took off along the same path Petra had been taking, and after a few seconds they were out of sight.
"Now that was weird," commented Jean, after about a minute or two of stunned silence.
"Even by our standards," added Scarlett.
"It's Petra," reminded Lana. "What did you expect? And don't you say anything, Pietro!"
Pietro shut his mouth.
"Like, what's the time?" asked Kitty.
"Time for us to meet at the food court," replied Scott. "Come on."
As the group started to walk away, a tired, and very old male voice came from behind them. "Excuse me."
The mutants all turned around, to find an old man, perhaps in his eighties, standing there. He seemed to be out of breath, but he continued to speak. "By any chance, have you seen a young lady go running past? She has white hair, just like that boy there. Is she your sister?" he asked Pietro.
"Yes," interrupted Lance, before Pietro could speak. "What do you want with Petra? His sister," he added, for the old man's benefit.
"That young lady still owes me a kiss."
The teens started laughing, but that man was not too impressed. "I'll be on my way, then."
As the old man started to walk slowly away, his cane making slow, but regular taps on the polished floor, he could be heard muttering, "Young whippersnappers. No respect for the elderly! And always in a hurry, too!"