Hello to my readers!
Ishandahalf: Thanks for the encouragement! Yeah, Wanda does do angst well. And the reason Rems can't strip and dance for you is that he is married. To someone else. Rogue specifically. [I'm so sorry! Believe me, I feel your pain!]
Evil-Bunny-Leader: Thanks. I hate getting random letters too. Once I got one from some crackpot church with a Jesus prayer mat in it. [Through the tangible mail.] They said to do some crackpot thing with it, and I did for shits and giggles and a fuzzy navel. His eyes moved! I couldn't tell if it was the alcohol impairing my system or not, so I just burned it.
Pyro Lady: I know that 24.13 cm seems like a good size to you, but in America we have a saying: The bigger the better.
Heartsyhawk: Check your email, I sent you a copy of the homework.
EE's Skysong: First, I'm just gonna call you Skysong from now on, m'kay? And I'll get someone else to cheer me up. Maybe Pie. That would be hot.
Psycho88: Thank you! So much!
Rouge Le Beau13: hey, a new reviewer! Thanks for reading! Maybe I'll go to 20, I'm not sure. But this is a trilogy you know. Did you know that in French your name means Red the Handsome?
Untouchable Hexing Witch: You're just untouchable from now on, m'kay? And I feel bad for Remy but not too bad. He did strip, ya know. And he was sober when he made the decision….
Now it's later in the day and I just got home from work. I'm tired, cranky, and irritable. Life sucks. So in revenge for the shitty hand I was dealt, I'm gonna insert some citrus. Mmmm….citrus! Yay! And almost completely without warning! Hope y'all like lemonade!
WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SOMEWHAT EXPLICIT CITRUS. FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO DON'T KNOW WHAT CITRUS IS, IT IS SEX. YES, THERE WILL BE SEX. I'LL TRY TO DO IT TASTEFULLY. BUT I'M WARNING YOU. THERE IS SEX. IF THE WORD MAKES YOU SQUEAMISH, STOP READING RIGHT NOW. I'M SERIOUS. DON'T BLAME ME IF YOU GET GROSSED OUT OR TURNED ON!!!! ;)
.::Story time!::.
Wanda watched as her brother exited her bedroom and sighed. She felt for him, really she did. Apparently he liked this girl a lot and he was scared about becoming a daddy. It seemed surreal, like she was watching her life from one of those crappy reality t.v. shows that Todd was addicted to.
What she wanted, what she needed, was someone to hold her. And she knew just who to go to. John's room was right next to hers. Her stomach felt queasy, and she was sweating, but she knew what she wanted.
Am I ready? She asked her mind again.
Are you?
I don't know.
Wanda, I'm not going to lie to you. The first time hurts. It isn't romantic, or special, and you will regret it. It's not pretty. Practice makes perfect. The best thing that you can do for yourself is to let it be with someone you love.
Wanda was silent for a moment. This would be the biggest thing in her life. And she didn't doubt for a second the words her mind spoke. Should she? Shouldn't she?
I think I will.
I know that you will.
Who are you?
You'll know in time.
Drawn by something that she couldn't understand, she walked out of her bedroom. Why did she let John come here in the first place? And what had been changing in her, even before he was here? She hated these emotions, this feeling. It was so much better to be numb, to be separate from the world. There she didn't have to face what she was about to do.
She stood in front of John's door, breathing heavily. Then slowly, hesitantly, she raised her hand and knocked on the door.
He opened it and smiled.
"Ello Wanda."
"Hey John."
She walked forward, slowly, and looked up at him. He took her hand and led her into the room, which had been changed subtly into a guy space. Everything screamed guy, from the pile of underwear on the dresser to the dirty clothes on the floor. She smiled.
"So, this is what a guy's room looks like, huh?"
"You've never seen one?"
"I don't count my brother as a guy."
John snorted in mirth. "So what's up?"
"John, do you love me?"
He was silent for a moment, then looked up at her, his blue eyes full of sincerity. "Oy love you Wanda. That's why Oy moved in here. To be closer to you."
"But we've never even met."
"Ever since that bloody sentinel attack, oy couldn't get you out of moy head. Oy saw you, so angry, so tortured, so beautiful, and Oy couldn't help moyself. Oy had to find out who you were."
"John, I saw you too. And it was then that I started changing. For some reason, I don't know, I remembered you. And for an even more inexplicable reason, I fell in love with you too."
"How in the bloody hell did this happen? We don't even know each other."
"Damned if I know."
"So what should we do?"
In response she kissed him, long and sweetly on the lips.
"Does that answer your question?"
"But Wanda, Oy don't know if we should. What if it gets weird?"
"So what? We're only young once. And…I've never done it. I'm kinda curious as to what all of the fuss is about."
"Are you sure?"
"John…stop questioning me. If I get uncomfortable I'll hex your ass through your window."
He smiled and wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing her softly on her red lips. She sighed and leaned in closer to him. He gently unbuttoned her shirt and closed his bedroom door.
.::THE NEXT MORNING::.
Rapid pounding on the door woke the sleeping couple up. John, with lipstick smeared all over his face, grasped around for his boxers. He pulled them on and walked towards the door. He opened it and saw Pietro on the other side.
"Bloody fuck! What the hell are you doing here?"
"Do you know where Wanda is? I can't find her."
John blushed slightly and came out into the hallway. Luckily his bed couldn't be seen easily from his door.
"Umm, mate…."
"Listen John, do you or don't you know where she is? I need to talk to her! Now!"
The door opened and out came Wanda. Her black hair was mussed, she was wearing John's boxers and her bra, and she had a contented little smile on her face.
"Wanda!" Both men said abruptly, Pietro practically shrieking.
"Dear god. Pietro? What are you doing here?"
"Looking for you, but obviously you're busy. Jesus Christ, put on a shirt or something!"
"Let me borrow yours?"
Grumbling and still shocked over seeing what had obviously happened between the two, he pulled his shirt over his head and handed it to her.
"You're only getting it because I really don't need the image of my sister in a bra ingrained in my brain."
At that very moment Toad had hopped up the stairs, looking for Wanda as well. When he saw her, half naked and holding her brothers shirt, he got a dreamy look on his face.
"TOAD! YOU LITTLE AMPHIBINOUS BRAT! GET AWAY FROM ME!" Wanda screamed and hexed him down the stairs, pulling on the shirt in the process. "So what did you need Pie?"
"I need you to help me plan my wedding."
To Wanda, this didn't come as a surprise, but to John it was completely new. He started gagging or coughing, no one was quite sure.
"Are you okay honey?"
"Yeah, sheila, Oy'm fine. Oy'll leave you and your brother alone for a while."
"Alright. See you later." She kissed him and he walked back into his room.
"What the fuck was that?"
"What do you mean?" The two headed downstairs into the kitchen, where Wanda proceeded to make coffee and blueberry muffins from scratch.
"This Suzy homemaker shit that you've been doing lately. And what was that with Pyro?"
"We slept together. And I don't regret it at all."
"Wanda! Come on!"
She turned around and faced her livid brother. "Listen Pie, I'm a big girl now."
"But I'm your brother. I should go up there and kick his lily white ass!"
"I'm not nine years old anymore. I don't need you to protect me."
"But I need to protect you. It makes me feel like I'm needed."
"You are needed. Samantha needs you. Your baby needs you."
"I know. And I need you."
"So you're seriously going through with it?"
"Yeah. I'm gonna marry her. I love her."
"And I love him Pie."
"I know."
They hugged tightly, not wanting to let go and lose each other once again.
When Samantha and John came downstairs five minutes later, that was how they found the twins.
.::End Chapter::.
So sorry for the horrible chapter. It really sucked major balls, didn't it? I'm in my angsty mood right now. But on the plus side, I heard from someone that I didn't think I'd hear from in a while. And I've really enjoyed reading Skysong's story The X Band: Part Deuce. It's funny as hell and I've got myself and my OC in it! happy dance
I've got a song that I want to share with y'all. It's called "Broken" by Seether featuring Amy Lee. [The lead singer from Evanescence who I totally love. I mean like seriously love. Even though I'm a girl. I know, it scares me too.]
Here it is, I hope ya likes!
ETA
PS: Review me!! And send me an email with your OC's. I need them, you'll find out why later.
Seether featuring Amy Lee
Broken
I wanted you to know I love the way you laugh
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away
I keep your photograph; I know it serves me well
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain
'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away
You've gone away, you don't feel me here, anymore
The worst is over now and we can breathe again
I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away
There's so much left to learn, and no one left to fight
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain
'Cause I'm broken when I'm open
And I don't feel like I am strong enough
'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away
'Cause I'm broken when I'm open
And I don't feel like I am strong enough
'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away
'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away
You've gone away
You don't feel me here anymore