VII - Mr. & Mrs. Hart
"Rise and shine!" I heard a cherry voice ringing in my ears as I sat up. I had slept the whole night on the floor. Though I know it was terribly uncomfortable, the fact that it was a chance to sleep outweighed all the other factors.
"You don't plan on laying around all day, do you?" Kitty smiled, obviously in a good mood. Probably due to the fact that she now had human company.
I slowly got up and stretched. "Has the rain stopped yet?" I was too exhausted to go over to the window to see for myself.
"Stop raining? Most definitely! The weather is even better right now!" She sounded unusually excited about the weather. Obviously this girl had spent too much time by herself. I turned around to glance out the window, my jaw dropped.
"It snowed! Great! It snowed. And I thought that things couldn't possibly be worse than they are. Do you know we are going to freeze? I hate snow! That's why I try to avoid New York during the winter, snow!" I clenched my teeth, and exaggeratedly dropped into the chair behind me.
Kitty looked amused. "Oh quit being such a baby. The snow is not going to hurt you, and as for the freezing part, we'll just have to go shopping for warmer clothes! Isn't that exciting?"
I groaned and dropped my head back. "I stand corrected, things can always get worse!"
"Come on, get dressed. We need to leave before the snow starts up again." Kitty's cheerful expression never left her face. 'Sometimes that cute look is just sickening' I thought to myself.
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I never thought I would see the day that I, Pietro Maximoff agreed to shopping on 5th Avenue. Scary thought. At least I was here with a girl.
"Pietro?" Kitty asked in a soft and persuasive voice, "Would you mind holding my purse while I try these on?" She batted her eyelashes in a sweet and innocent manner. The type of look that every man falls victim to. And so I then sunk to the ultimate low. I sat on a frilly little coach holding a women's purse, in the lingerie department. Even Fred, who at sometimes could relate to the feminine side, would be ashamed.
"Kitty, can we leave soon. Please!" I called to her in her dressing room.
"Oh calm down Pietro, this isn't going to kill you." Kitty called back.
"You don't know that!" I mumbled back.
Minutes went by as I waited. I could hear her trying on item after item, and not being pleased. Finally, after what I thought to be a quite humiliating eternity I heard the words "That's much better!" She was done.
A moment later Kitty emerged from the dressing room. She wore a dark blue sweater that fitted snuggly around her, and had a low, very low neckline that made a V. She had a long tan leather jacket to match her tan leather pants, and boots with a thin pointed heal, they appeared to be made of snakeskin. Her hair was pulled back loosely, and pieces hug in her face. Her eyes looked a shade darker than they were in the morning. Her whole outfit hugged her slim figure in just the right way. My, was I ever glad that she couldn't read minds, the thoughts that were going through my head at the moment..
Were interrupted. "Pietro, Pietro!" I snapped out of my daze. "You haven't gone deaf have you?" Kitty asked jokingly. "Well, what do you think?" She turned around in a circle, and proceeded to do a couple model like poses.
"I think." I said, glancing at her then at myself, "I look like your servant." My clothes were completely disheveled. Probably because I had been wearing them for the last few days, had gotten them wet from the rain, singed form the fire, and torn, thanks to my good friends at the warehouse.
Kitty smiled, and then got a mischievous and excited look in her eyes. "Don't worry, we can fix this!"
An hour or two later we stepped out onto the streets of New York City. Kitty now had some blue shades to match her outfit, and I had gold shades to match mine. My new wardrobe consisted of new black shoes, black pants, a black turtleneck, and a tan gold leather jacket to compliment Kitty's. Oh yes, we now were ready to start our journey.
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After we had a bite to eat we headed over to the hotel. A much nicer hotel than we had stayed at earlier. On the way over I began to clue her in on what Logan had set up.
"Okay, so Logan thought that it would be best if we had new identities." I hoped that she wouldn't object.
"Really? That is so cool! It like a spy movie or something! Do I get to pick my new name?" She looked at me eagerly.
"Sorry. Logan picked them for us already." I reached in my pocket and pulled out a couple of ID cards. Complete with phony fingerprints and all. Logan had a friend that was a mastermind at phony government identification cards. He even had given us fingerprint pads to put on out hands in case we were checked. I showed her the cards, and handed her hers.
She read it aloud. "Angelina Rachel Hart?" She looked up at me.
"Ya. Mine is Ethan Adrian Hart." I did a double take. "Adrian? Wait that's a girl's name. I once dated a girl named Adrian!"
"It could be either or, silly." Kitty rolled her eyes.
"Either way, I'm gonna get Logan back for that one!"
"Anyway. What are we, like brother and sister? Father and daughter?" She giggled.
I grinned and wrapped my arms around her waist pulling her towards me. "Nope! We are husband and wife! So how about givin daddy a little kiss?" I leaned towards her and pursed my lips together.
"Ooohh! Keep dreaming Pietro!" In a playful manner she slapped my face and began to run away.
"Wait honey! Come back! The marriage isn't legal unless I kiss the bride!" I yelled all the meanwhile chasing after her as she laughed and shrieked. "Oh come on!!!!! You know you want some lovin!"
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"Yes. A reservation for Mr. and Mrs. Hart." I said at the counter of the hotel. I looked at Kitty and winked. She stilled rolled her eyes at me. Turning back to the concierge I announced, "It's our honeymoon." I pulled out a large wad or cash, money that Logan had provided me with. I handed the man some money. "See what you can get us."
The concierge's eyes widened at the sight of the cash. "Certainly Mr. Hart. I'll get you the best honeymoon suite in the building."
"Thanks. I appreciate that." We followed him towards the stairs.
"Honeymoon suite?" Kitty muttered glaring at, me as we walked towards our room.
"Here you are sir." The concierge handed me the card key and held the door open.
"Thank you." I said. Then without any warning to Kitty I scooped her up and carried her through the threshold as the door closed behind us.
After she heard the door latch she elbowed me in the side. "Put me down Ethan!" She said sarcastically.
"Hey, I'm just trying to make it look real. You can't blame me for trying to help can you?"
She probably would have answered back with another cocky remark if she weren't staring at the room. It was incredibly fancy. A huge king size bed was at the end of the room, at the front area were a couch, a couple expensive looking chairs, a fireplace, a fruit basket, it really had the works. In the bathroom was a large spa/bathtub, which was decorated with gold and marble. Two bouquets of roses sat by the bed. The bed itself, aside from its size, had curtains that hung down around it, but were neatly tied back. This was an awesome room.
"This is beautiful!" Kitty exclaimed. "This is the nicest room I've ever been in. It really is a honeymoon suite."
"Ya." I said, wanting to tease her one more time about our 'marriage'. "And with a bed like that I'm glad we're married, cause if we weren't.."
"Pietro!" Kitty put her hands on her hips. "Anymore of that, and I am going to make you wan to divorce me!"
I was tempted to make another remark, but I thought it best if I just dropped it. "Okay. Hey we need to call Logan now, and be careful about using my name, you never know who's listening."
She nodded and we went to the phone. It rang a few times before there was an answer. I heard Logan's gruff voice, "Hello."
"Hi Logan. I found your treasure." Logan had already told me not to use names, and he had a silly little password thing worked out about what kind of treasure or something.
"Really? What kind of treasure did you find?"
"I found a chest filled with sapphires."
"It good to hear from you kid." Logan now believed me. He went on, "Listen we don't much time. I hope no one is listening to us. A government agency known as the MRA, Mutant Research Program, has found out about our girl, and you. I don't know how, but you two are in danger. Be sure to use the names I gave you, and say nothing to no one. I need you guys to get out of the country, take a trip to Germany, and wait for my man there."
"How will I know who your man is?" I asked.
"Trust me kid, you'll know. Oh ya, and one other important thing is to tell her that...wait hang on, I smell something.."
There was silence then a loud crashing noise, followed by yelling and gunshots.
"Hello???? Hello!!" There was no answer. I heard breathing on the phone, and then the line went dead.
"Logan? Logan!" I yelled, this could not be happening. What would I tell Kitty? Did something happen to Logan?
"Rise and shine!" I heard a cherry voice ringing in my ears as I sat up. I had slept the whole night on the floor. Though I know it was terribly uncomfortable, the fact that it was a chance to sleep outweighed all the other factors.
"You don't plan on laying around all day, do you?" Kitty smiled, obviously in a good mood. Probably due to the fact that she now had human company.
I slowly got up and stretched. "Has the rain stopped yet?" I was too exhausted to go over to the window to see for myself.
"Stop raining? Most definitely! The weather is even better right now!" She sounded unusually excited about the weather. Obviously this girl had spent too much time by herself. I turned around to glance out the window, my jaw dropped.
"It snowed! Great! It snowed. And I thought that things couldn't possibly be worse than they are. Do you know we are going to freeze? I hate snow! That's why I try to avoid New York during the winter, snow!" I clenched my teeth, and exaggeratedly dropped into the chair behind me.
Kitty looked amused. "Oh quit being such a baby. The snow is not going to hurt you, and as for the freezing part, we'll just have to go shopping for warmer clothes! Isn't that exciting?"
I groaned and dropped my head back. "I stand corrected, things can always get worse!"
"Come on, get dressed. We need to leave before the snow starts up again." Kitty's cheerful expression never left her face. 'Sometimes that cute look is just sickening' I thought to myself.
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I never thought I would see the day that I, Pietro Maximoff agreed to shopping on 5th Avenue. Scary thought. At least I was here with a girl.
"Pietro?" Kitty asked in a soft and persuasive voice, "Would you mind holding my purse while I try these on?" She batted her eyelashes in a sweet and innocent manner. The type of look that every man falls victim to. And so I then sunk to the ultimate low. I sat on a frilly little coach holding a women's purse, in the lingerie department. Even Fred, who at sometimes could relate to the feminine side, would be ashamed.
"Kitty, can we leave soon. Please!" I called to her in her dressing room.
"Oh calm down Pietro, this isn't going to kill you." Kitty called back.
"You don't know that!" I mumbled back.
Minutes went by as I waited. I could hear her trying on item after item, and not being pleased. Finally, after what I thought to be a quite humiliating eternity I heard the words "That's much better!" She was done.
A moment later Kitty emerged from the dressing room. She wore a dark blue sweater that fitted snuggly around her, and had a low, very low neckline that made a V. She had a long tan leather jacket to match her tan leather pants, and boots with a thin pointed heal, they appeared to be made of snakeskin. Her hair was pulled back loosely, and pieces hug in her face. Her eyes looked a shade darker than they were in the morning. Her whole outfit hugged her slim figure in just the right way. My, was I ever glad that she couldn't read minds, the thoughts that were going through my head at the moment..
Were interrupted. "Pietro, Pietro!" I snapped out of my daze. "You haven't gone deaf have you?" Kitty asked jokingly. "Well, what do you think?" She turned around in a circle, and proceeded to do a couple model like poses.
"I think." I said, glancing at her then at myself, "I look like your servant." My clothes were completely disheveled. Probably because I had been wearing them for the last few days, had gotten them wet from the rain, singed form the fire, and torn, thanks to my good friends at the warehouse.
Kitty smiled, and then got a mischievous and excited look in her eyes. "Don't worry, we can fix this!"
An hour or two later we stepped out onto the streets of New York City. Kitty now had some blue shades to match her outfit, and I had gold shades to match mine. My new wardrobe consisted of new black shoes, black pants, a black turtleneck, and a tan gold leather jacket to compliment Kitty's. Oh yes, we now were ready to start our journey.
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After we had a bite to eat we headed over to the hotel. A much nicer hotel than we had stayed at earlier. On the way over I began to clue her in on what Logan had set up.
"Okay, so Logan thought that it would be best if we had new identities." I hoped that she wouldn't object.
"Really? That is so cool! It like a spy movie or something! Do I get to pick my new name?" She looked at me eagerly.
"Sorry. Logan picked them for us already." I reached in my pocket and pulled out a couple of ID cards. Complete with phony fingerprints and all. Logan had a friend that was a mastermind at phony government identification cards. He even had given us fingerprint pads to put on out hands in case we were checked. I showed her the cards, and handed her hers.
She read it aloud. "Angelina Rachel Hart?" She looked up at me.
"Ya. Mine is Ethan Adrian Hart." I did a double take. "Adrian? Wait that's a girl's name. I once dated a girl named Adrian!"
"It could be either or, silly." Kitty rolled her eyes.
"Either way, I'm gonna get Logan back for that one!"
"Anyway. What are we, like brother and sister? Father and daughter?" She giggled.
I grinned and wrapped my arms around her waist pulling her towards me. "Nope! We are husband and wife! So how about givin daddy a little kiss?" I leaned towards her and pursed my lips together.
"Ooohh! Keep dreaming Pietro!" In a playful manner she slapped my face and began to run away.
"Wait honey! Come back! The marriage isn't legal unless I kiss the bride!" I yelled all the meanwhile chasing after her as she laughed and shrieked. "Oh come on!!!!! You know you want some lovin!"
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"Yes. A reservation for Mr. and Mrs. Hart." I said at the counter of the hotel. I looked at Kitty and winked. She stilled rolled her eyes at me. Turning back to the concierge I announced, "It's our honeymoon." I pulled out a large wad or cash, money that Logan had provided me with. I handed the man some money. "See what you can get us."
The concierge's eyes widened at the sight of the cash. "Certainly Mr. Hart. I'll get you the best honeymoon suite in the building."
"Thanks. I appreciate that." We followed him towards the stairs.
"Honeymoon suite?" Kitty muttered glaring at, me as we walked towards our room.
"Here you are sir." The concierge handed me the card key and held the door open.
"Thank you." I said. Then without any warning to Kitty I scooped her up and carried her through the threshold as the door closed behind us.
After she heard the door latch she elbowed me in the side. "Put me down Ethan!" She said sarcastically.
"Hey, I'm just trying to make it look real. You can't blame me for trying to help can you?"
She probably would have answered back with another cocky remark if she weren't staring at the room. It was incredibly fancy. A huge king size bed was at the end of the room, at the front area were a couch, a couple expensive looking chairs, a fireplace, a fruit basket, it really had the works. In the bathroom was a large spa/bathtub, which was decorated with gold and marble. Two bouquets of roses sat by the bed. The bed itself, aside from its size, had curtains that hung down around it, but were neatly tied back. This was an awesome room.
"This is beautiful!" Kitty exclaimed. "This is the nicest room I've ever been in. It really is a honeymoon suite."
"Ya." I said, wanting to tease her one more time about our 'marriage'. "And with a bed like that I'm glad we're married, cause if we weren't.."
"Pietro!" Kitty put her hands on her hips. "Anymore of that, and I am going to make you wan to divorce me!"
I was tempted to make another remark, but I thought it best if I just dropped it. "Okay. Hey we need to call Logan now, and be careful about using my name, you never know who's listening."
She nodded and we went to the phone. It rang a few times before there was an answer. I heard Logan's gruff voice, "Hello."
"Hi Logan. I found your treasure." Logan had already told me not to use names, and he had a silly little password thing worked out about what kind of treasure or something.
"Really? What kind of treasure did you find?"
"I found a chest filled with sapphires."
"It good to hear from you kid." Logan now believed me. He went on, "Listen we don't much time. I hope no one is listening to us. A government agency known as the MRA, Mutant Research Program, has found out about our girl, and you. I don't know how, but you two are in danger. Be sure to use the names I gave you, and say nothing to no one. I need you guys to get out of the country, take a trip to Germany, and wait for my man there."
"How will I know who your man is?" I asked.
"Trust me kid, you'll know. Oh ya, and one other important thing is to tell her that...wait hang on, I smell something.."
There was silence then a loud crashing noise, followed by yelling and gunshots.
"Hello???? Hello!!" There was no answer. I heard breathing on the phone, and then the line went dead.
"Logan? Logan!" I yelled, this could not be happening. What would I tell Kitty? Did something happen to Logan?