Disclaimer: I asked me mam if she'd get me the ownership of Evo…she sort of looked at me funny and told me to do my laundry. ^_^ Guess that means I'll never own it.
For my people…..**snorts** Like I have people…:
Storm-Pietro/ childrenwithblades: Ahh! They deleted your account? Evil! Evil! And…nekkidness is soon to come, I swears!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
-4- Because Your Not The Only Fish In The Sea.
"Lance, why can't gay people marry in Bayville?" Lance looked over at Pietro, who was laying on his back, finger tracing patterns in the air, Harry Potter band aid deeply contrasting the pale skin of said finger. The two had woken up nearly an hour ago, warm and comfortable and, to Lance's knowledge, it had felt…right.
"I don't know, 'Tro. Why?" Pietro turned over on his side to face Lance. "I was just wondering. I mean, I was watching the news, for social's? And anyways, there was a thing on how people in Canada allow gay marriages and stuff, but how people here just won't. Then I asked Mr. Smith, and she asked me why I wanted to know and if I had something I wanted to talk to her about." Lance raised an eyebrow. "And did you?" he asked. Pietro shook his head. " Just because I came out to you guys doesn't mean I'm going to come out to the entire high school. " Lance nodded.
"I guess that's a good idea for now. But you know, if you did, we'd be behind you the whole time." Pietro smiled. "I know." Quiet moments between the Brotherhood gang were few, but Pietro felt closest to Lance in that moment. "It's awfully quiet down there…" Lance noted, casually. Pietro cocked his head, listening for any noises from the downstairs. "You're right." He stated, standing up. Shivering slightly from the chill coming from his window where the cocking[1] had come away from the pane. Going to the door, he opening it…
"Yo! Ouch!" Todd fell forward through the door, Freddy and Wanda following. "Were you guys spying on us?" Todd blinked up at him innocently. "No…not like you two are up to anything anyways, yo." Pietro rubbed the bridge of his nose, closing his eyes as Todd scrambled to his feet. "That's not the point, Todd! Geez! Have you ever heard of privacy?" Lance stood up, taking the poof[2] with him. "Pietro, chill." He stated, Pietro spun around, grabbed the poof from Lance, and pushed him out of his room in one swift movement, slamming the door closed in the process. "Whoa. Mood swing much?" Todd asked, as Lance stared at the door.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Pietro was not in a happy mood anymore. Not one bit. And every time he tried to go to his 'happy place'? Todd would interrupt, or Lance would poke his head into his room. Well, Pietro was tired of it. So he decided to do the only thing he could do alone.
He got out the shovel and his oversized parka, and headed to the door.
"Pietro, what are you doing?" Wanda asked, as Pietro tried the door. "What's it look like, Wanda? I'm going to go and shovel. There is snow, and I want to shovel it now before it gets any higher." With that said, he pushed open the door…
"Wow. That's a lot of snow, 'Tro. Sure you can shovel it all?" Todd called, as Pietro went to work on the sea of white before him. "Of course I can. I'm perfect, and perfect people can do anything." Pietro huffed, hauling a shovel full of snow over his shoulder. "You're going to hurt yourself." Lance stated, from his spot that the door. Pietro gracefully gave him the international hand gesture of ' leave me alone' and continued his shoveling.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Three hours later, there was a cry of pain from the front yard. Lance glanced out the window. Pietro had, to his word, shoveled the driveway. And, true to Lance's word, it appeared that he'd hurt himself while doing it. Sighing, he stood up and pulled on his boots and coat.
"Are you okay, Pietro?" Pietro was leaning heavily on the shovel. When he didn't answer, Lance began to worry. "Pie? Did you hurt yourself?" Pietro looked up. "Ow. Lance. I hurt my back. I think I twisted something." Lance sighed, taking the shovel and looping an arm around Pietro's waist to help him inside.
"What did he do to himself?" Wanda asked, as Lance helped Pietro to lay on the couch. "He pulled something in his back, I think. " Wanda shook her head. "You, Pietro, are a hopeless cause. I'm going to run to the store; they've called off the state of emergency and the plows are going around. The corner store down the road's open for supplies, so me, Freddy and Todd are heading out. It may take us awhile…there's got to be a line already. You guys need anything?" Pietro winced as he looked up. "I need pain killers. Lots of them" He stated, and Lance smiled. "And maybe some jellybeans." The light hair teen piped up. Wanda shook her head, stifling a laugh, and headed out the door. "Jellybeans it is then!" she called, and Todd and Fred ambled down the stairs and out the door in their own good time.
Lance looked at Pietro, who looked…in pain, to be honest. "Do you want a back rub?" Lance asked, to which Pietro nodded.
"Okay. Just lay down on your stomach. There you go."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
……………….tbc
Yes. I'm evil. I know. There shall be Pietro ravishing. My Rapist!Lance muse says it shall be so. And who am I to refuse my muse? Now review, my minions! Review your little hearts out! Money, cookies, and Pietro offerings are welcomed…**is smacked in the head by Pietro's shoe** Or not.
