Thanks to:
StArRy 1233 – Thanks for putting me on your favourites list! Glad you like the revised version.
Steph14Wales – I have seen some Toad/Kitty fics before, but not many. Glad you liked the idea!
Oceanbang – It's more a half a New Recruit couple, but hope you like it! And the couple in this chapter was your idea, thanks for it!
Holly Potter – Pietro wore the leather pants? sigh I'll let you borrow him when the fic is finished. Maybe…
Furygrrl – Innocent? Me? laughs insanely I only heard the Toad song a few days ago and I had to use it!
Southern Goth Gal – Thought it was about time some one appreciated my fave stink-boy!
DemonRogue13 – Thanks for the ideas! One of them gave me a plan for a later chapter…
XME – Strange is good!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. And although this song is not offensive, the contents of this chapter may still make you feel ill…
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Back in the mansion, the rec room was getting very rowdy. Fred had broken into the liquor cabinet and the New Recruits were happily drinking Logan's alcohol and planning to blame it on Wanda. Unfortunately for them, they weren't the first people to sneak some of the supply – the Professor had been having a stressful time lately, but had been hoping that Wolverine wouldn't notice if the bottles were topped up with water…
Fred sat on the sturdiest chair in the room, which creaked ominously under his weight. Pietro was sulking in a corner. Rogue and Kurt were looking worriedly at the New Mutants, who were rapidly getting sillier.
"Wanda and Logan," chortled Bobby for the twelfth time. "Oh boy."
"Hot for teacher," giggled Amara, trying to imitate Wanda's bump n' grind dance, tripping over her own feet and falling straight into Fred's lap. "Oh sorry Blob," she grinned, trying to get up.
Pietro ran out of the corner and put one hand on his chest, ready to serenade.
Pietro: Your cr-
Before Amara could stand back up, Fred tightened his arms around her waist.
Fred: Your lips are milk and honey, oh-oh
Overflowing
You get my juices going
Sweet and tasty…
"BLOB!" yelled Pietro. "I was trying to sing!"
"And that image is just disturbing," added Rahne.
Fred: Your love is sweet and tasty, oh-oh
Skin so creamy
Body soft and dreamy
Food for thought
You give me food for thought…
"Does he equate everything with food?" Rogue asked Pietro.
Pietro panicked. "Uh, yeah, uh, everything, uh yeah."
"Now ah can see how you sweet-talk all the girls. Just babble at them 'til they give in!"
Fred: Filling me up with your love
I can't control my hands…
Amara slapped Fred's arm. "Try."
Fred: Champagne kisses
You give me champagne kisses…
"Once!" yelled Amara as the others gave her quizzical looks. "One time! I was drunk!"
Fred: Cool my passion
Slow down my fast reaction
Hot and spicy
Your love is hot and spicy oh-oh…
"I should hope it's hot and spicy," said Rahne. "She's made of bloody lava!"
Fred: Something's burning…
"Oh, sorry," said Amara quickly, changing from her lava form. "Are you scorched anywhere vital?"
Fred: Down in your life I'm turning
Food for thought
You give me food for thought
Filling me up with your love
I can't control my hands…
Bobby scowled. "If Logan comes in right now, he'll cut off your hands!"
Fred: I'll starve without your love
Starve without your love
Something's cooking…
"Well if you didn't keep grabbing me, I wouldn't keep turning into lava!"
Fred: I know that something's cooking oh-oh
In your kitchen
I feel my hunger rising
So feed my senses
Come on and feed my senses
I'm not starving
I need a second helping…
Amara finally managed to stop Fred singing by covering his mouth with hers.
"GAAAAAH!"
"EEEEEEEW!"
"GROSS!"
"Amara!" yelled Roberto in horror. "What is WRONG with you?"
"I've always had a thing for big strong men I can order around!" Amara wrapped her arms around Fred's neck possessively.
"You're into chunky lovers?" Roberto pouted. "No wonder you never came onto me. With my slim hips and razor-sharp wit, I'm the opposite of everything you want."
Pietro averted his eyes from the couple and glanced out of the window. A familiar-looking orb was touching down on the grass.
"Oh no," muttered Pietro. "Could this day get any worse?"
Song is 'Food For Thought' by 10CC