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like my story so far. I must admit I really had fun writing this chapter!
Just read it and find out why. Enjoy!
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Chapter 7: Finally Meeting and Chronicles of the Gay
'Man, she was so beautiful. I wonder what she is. Chinese maybe? Nah. Her eyes were too perfectly elated to be a normal Chinese. Now Asian. Yeah. She could be asian.' Lance thought. 'I gotta know her name. Maybe she has a foreign Asian name, like Chianli, or Lang Lee. Or maybe even moo-gu. Oh, wait, that's a food dish. Oh man, I'm gonna go crazy!' Lance looked around and finally spotted Pietro. He was surrounded with girls. Blonds, brunettes, redheads. You name it. Pietro had them all twirled around his finger. He listened as Pietro talked to the girls.
"And then, I saved him by swimming out and leading him to shore." Pietro was in full flirt mode with a very eccentric blond.
"Really! Wow! That's like, totally awesome!" the blond cooed annoyingly. Lance rolled his eyes. And then he heard something that really made him mad.
"And my room mate stood there like a dummy! Then he came over and tried to steal the glory! Can you imagine?" Pietro said with false anger. Lance growled as he made his way toward Pietro. He slung his arm over his shoulders and said, "Pietro, I've been waiting! Where were you, baby?" Pietro jumped at Lance's words. "Baby? Lance, what the hell?" Pietro said with wide eyes. The girls that surrounded him backed away. One of them shouted. "Oh my God! You homo!" Pietro was shocked.
"No, I'm not gay! This is my room mate!" he cried desperately. Lance put on a face of mock hurt.
"Pietro, I told you, we're not hiding our relationship anymore! How dare you? You are so not getting none tonight!" Lance desperately tried not to laugh. The look on Pietro's face as the girls scampered away was priceless. Then Pietro's face changed dramatically.
"Lance-what-the-hell-was-that? What's-wrong-with-you? I'm-not-gay!" Pietro bit out in his usual speedy voice. Lance could no longer contain himself. He burst out laughing. Pietro's handsome face was twisted with anger.
"That was payback, you moron! I'm not gay either! Serves you right for telling lies on me like that!" Lance said while still laughing hysterically. Pietro groaned inwardly. He should've known that Lance would pull a stunt like that.
"Oh, yeah. Sorry, man." Pietro apologized. Lance nodded and proceeded to speak.
"You'll never guess who's here," He started. Pietro glanced at his watch. "I just saw-" Pietro cut him off.
"Oh, man! We gotta go get our keys to our room! We're late!" Pietro blurted.
"Pietro, wait a se-"Lance tried desperately. But it was too late. Before he knew it they were at the reception desk. Little did he know, so was Rogue, Jubilee, Bobby, and Kitty. They were three people away from Lance and Pietro, whose attention was occupied with a blond standing six people away.
"Whoa, she is hot! Huh Lance? Lance? Hello?" Pietro began waving his hand in front of Lance's face. He was staring at something. Pietro followed his gaze toward Jubilee. She had wandered off toward a room of pictures. And Lance was practically drooling. He walked off in a zombie- like fashion toward Jubilee. Pietro shook his head at his best friend. 'Boy Lance is completely retarded when it comes to the opposite sex.' He mused. As he turned his head he caught a glimpse of a bouncy brown ponytail. Pietro shook his head in disbelief as he realized who it was. He slowly made his way up behind the girl. He tapped her on the shoulder gently and as she turned around, her large blue eyes widened. Pietro couldn't speak. Then he found his voice.
"PRYDE?"
NOTE: This is not a slash story! That was just an attempt at humor! HeHe... aww who am I kiddin'? MUHAHAHA! Seriously though, it's not slash.
Disclaimer: You know the drill.
Chapter 7: Finally Meeting and Chronicles of the Gay
'Man, she was so beautiful. I wonder what she is. Chinese maybe? Nah. Her eyes were too perfectly elated to be a normal Chinese. Now Asian. Yeah. She could be asian.' Lance thought. 'I gotta know her name. Maybe she has a foreign Asian name, like Chianli, or Lang Lee. Or maybe even moo-gu. Oh, wait, that's a food dish. Oh man, I'm gonna go crazy!' Lance looked around and finally spotted Pietro. He was surrounded with girls. Blonds, brunettes, redheads. You name it. Pietro had them all twirled around his finger. He listened as Pietro talked to the girls.
"And then, I saved him by swimming out and leading him to shore." Pietro was in full flirt mode with a very eccentric blond.
"Really! Wow! That's like, totally awesome!" the blond cooed annoyingly. Lance rolled his eyes. And then he heard something that really made him mad.
"And my room mate stood there like a dummy! Then he came over and tried to steal the glory! Can you imagine?" Pietro said with false anger. Lance growled as he made his way toward Pietro. He slung his arm over his shoulders and said, "Pietro, I've been waiting! Where were you, baby?" Pietro jumped at Lance's words. "Baby? Lance, what the hell?" Pietro said with wide eyes. The girls that surrounded him backed away. One of them shouted. "Oh my God! You homo!" Pietro was shocked.
"No, I'm not gay! This is my room mate!" he cried desperately. Lance put on a face of mock hurt.
"Pietro, I told you, we're not hiding our relationship anymore! How dare you? You are so not getting none tonight!" Lance desperately tried not to laugh. The look on Pietro's face as the girls scampered away was priceless. Then Pietro's face changed dramatically.
"Lance-what-the-hell-was-that? What's-wrong-with-you? I'm-not-gay!" Pietro bit out in his usual speedy voice. Lance could no longer contain himself. He burst out laughing. Pietro's handsome face was twisted with anger.
"That was payback, you moron! I'm not gay either! Serves you right for telling lies on me like that!" Lance said while still laughing hysterically. Pietro groaned inwardly. He should've known that Lance would pull a stunt like that.
"Oh, yeah. Sorry, man." Pietro apologized. Lance nodded and proceeded to speak.
"You'll never guess who's here," He started. Pietro glanced at his watch. "I just saw-" Pietro cut him off.
"Oh, man! We gotta go get our keys to our room! We're late!" Pietro blurted.
"Pietro, wait a se-"Lance tried desperately. But it was too late. Before he knew it they were at the reception desk. Little did he know, so was Rogue, Jubilee, Bobby, and Kitty. They were three people away from Lance and Pietro, whose attention was occupied with a blond standing six people away.
"Whoa, she is hot! Huh Lance? Lance? Hello?" Pietro began waving his hand in front of Lance's face. He was staring at something. Pietro followed his gaze toward Jubilee. She had wandered off toward a room of pictures. And Lance was practically drooling. He walked off in a zombie- like fashion toward Jubilee. Pietro shook his head at his best friend. 'Boy Lance is completely retarded when it comes to the opposite sex.' He mused. As he turned his head he caught a glimpse of a bouncy brown ponytail. Pietro shook his head in disbelief as he realized who it was. He slowly made his way up behind the girl. He tapped her on the shoulder gently and as she turned around, her large blue eyes widened. Pietro couldn't speak. Then he found his voice.
"PRYDE?"
NOTE: This is not a slash story! That was just an attempt at humor! HeHe... aww who am I kiddin'? MUHAHAHA! Seriously though, it's not slash.