For the people, by the people:
DigitalAngel4U: I'm glad you like it! I only aim to please, dear.
BlackCat9: Lol well, if you WANT to tar and feather me, I'll be at this address gives you address to her brothers room I'm the..guy..sitting at the computer. innocent look Yes....Lol I think Todd was in for a shock anyways, because he didn't really BELIEVE that Pietro and Lance were together, right? Right.
childrenwithblades: And somehow, THAT makes me want to draw it. XD ::Pietro muse threatens to beat you with a shoe for that idea:: AWAY!!!
PietrolovesAqua: I read your story, oh, I loved it! Sorry I haven't emailed you, I'll do that as soon as possible! Right now, even. heads off to do that Yeah, I love all that old stuff. Cindi Lauper rocks my cashban. XD
Kickassangel: Oh, I'm SO gald you like it. Your one of the people on my 'Must please' list. ::nods:: So yay!
GhostHelwig: Well, so long as you still love and adore ME, I'm okay. ::grins:: I might mention Sons-and-some-daughters-of-evil-fathers sometime soon....::big grin:: Love you toooo!
DemonRogue13: Glee. I'm glad you enjoyed it. Your on the list with Kickassangel. ::nods::
Zee4: Oh yes. Dawson's creek is STILL on. Phear it. I AM french, and I DID read it. It was funny. ::ge-hasp:: YOUR A GRAPEFRUIT! Oooh. ::Eats you:: Mmm. Yummy.
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-7- We can talk if you want.
"Todd...ah...see, we're..." Pietro rolled his eyes as Lance attempted to explain to Todd why they'd been making out on the couch. Todd blinked several times, then shrugged.
"Whatever, Lance. I just came down to tell you guys to turn off the t.v, yo. I don't care what you guys do. I swear. Just...turn off the t.v." Turning, he called over his shoulder "And I knew you were together!" Pietro frowned, and Lance watched as Todd went upstairs.
"Well, that went well." Pieto stated, turning back to Lance. Lance nodded, blinking slowly, and yawned. Pietro rolled his eyes, pulling Lance off the couch as he stood up.
"Come on, let's go to bed. Loser." Lance smirked, grabbing Pietro and dipping him, placing a kiss on him quicker then you could say 'Holy Expletive, Batman!'.
"You know you like my loser like skills. You think their sexy." Pietro smiled, then gripped Lance's shoulders, still carefully balanced in Lance's arms.
"If you drop me, Alvers, I'll slaughter you."
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The sun shone brightly the next morning, and the sun was what woke Todd up. Groaning, he looked at his alarm clock, which flashed seven thirty as he turned back over.
"TODD! I thought you said you'd get up in the morning! Get down here, I'm leaving here in, like, ten minutes, and I'm totally not waiting for you!" Pietro's voice shattered Todd's illusion of returning to sleep, and the younger mutant sat up. Downstairs, Pietro was standing at the foot of the stairs. From the kitchen, Lance was heard giggling.
"You sound like Kitty, Pietro." He stated, then ducked as a shoe came flying through the doorway to the kitchen. Pietro growled, stalking in and grabbing the shoe from the floor. Lance smirked, grabbing Pietro as he walked past and pressing him against the wall, stealing the keys from him in the process. Pietro, recently the only other school attending resident with their license, had gotten an old beat up neon for less then a hundred from one of his admirer's.
"Gimme the keys, Lance. It's bad enough you said I sound like...ugh...Shitty Kitty, but if you don't piss off-" Pietro was cut off mid-rant as Lance's lips were pressed against his own. Frowning, he pushed Lance away slighty.
"This, we need to talk about. But not right now, because," turning his head, he yelled up at Todd, "We're going to be LATE!" Lance looked at Pietro steadily, and Pietro pushed him away, gently, and put his shoe back on. Todd appeared moments later, bookbag in tow.
"Right. We do need to talk about this. Later. Have fun at school, guys. Me and Wanda will be shovelling, more then likely. Fred's heading out to go home today; remember, he's visiting for a few days? Anyways, don't get into any accidents, okay?" Pietro snorted, and Todd rolled his eyes.
"Yo, we're not gunna get into any accidents, Lance. The school's, like, not even ten minutes away. See ya." Todd stated, grabbing his threadbare coat from the closet and heading out the door. Pietro smirked, patting Lance on the head and stating "Stay, puppy."[1] as he got his own coat.
"Right. Have fun. Be careful?" Lance asked, stressing on the word careful. Pietro smiled, leaning forward and kissing Lance's nose.
"Aren't I always?"
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"Yo man, look out, that car's skidding right for us!" Pietro squeaked, turning out of the way of the skidding car just in time, spinning to a halt on the side of the road.
"What kind...of freaking moron....would open schools....with the roads like THIS." Pietro seethed, shakily, as the car rolled to a stop. Todd shrugged, looking out the window as a familiar car pulled up beside them.
"Yo, 'Tro, Don't look now, but Daniels, Summers and Pryde are on their way to our car..." Pietro looked up, cursing under his breath, and Todd noticed that Pietro was shaking still.
"You alright, Pietro? Your shakin', yo." he stated, reaching over to grab Pietro's shaking hand. Pietro shook his head, smiling at Todd.
"Yeah, I'm okay, Todd. Just shakey. Didn't we tell Lance we weren't going to get into any accidents today?" the light haired boy asked, looking up as there was a sharp knocking at his window. Rolling it down, Pietro looked up into the ruby red quartz glasses of Scott Summers.
"Hey, you alright, Maximoff? We saw you spin off the road." Todd glared at the three well dressed teens, and Pietro shrugged.Seeing as they weren't fighting anymore, he knew Lance didn't want him to start a fight...seeing as he absoloutly hated them, though, he sometimes found it difficult not to.
"Yeah, yeah, we're fine. Can't say the same about this shit heap though. Man..." Pietro put his forehead on the steering wheel, and Todd frowned. Scott looked at the car, then at the two teens seated in it. Frowning, he looked at his own car.
"Here. I'll drive you guys, and you can call a tow truck. Alright?" Pietro looked at Scott skeptically, and the older teen smiled at him. Rolling his eyes, he nodded, reaching back and grabbing his bookbag from the back seat. Todd followed suit, and they both got out of the car, Pietro locking the door. Scott handed him his cell phone, and Pietro found himself smiling a small smile as he dialed the tow company, already having called it several times before.
Giving the man on the other end of the phone his information, he hung up, handing the phone back to Scott, who lead him back to his car. Pietro, Evan and Todd got into the backseat, and Kitty in the passenger side, and they were off.
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Lance frowned as the snow plow sent snowed onto the recently shovelled driveway. Glaring at the truck as it passed, he was half tempted to send it flying itself; stopped only when he realized that the tremors would ruin his own pride and joy jeep.
"Lance, there's been like seven accident's on the main road in the past hour. Who was stupid enough to open school's with roads like this?" Wanda asked, as she exited the house with two steaming cups of what seemed to be hot chocolate. Lance took his, thanking her with a nod, and shrugged.
"Stupid people. I sure hope Pietro and Todd are alright, though. I know Pietro would be able to handle skidding off the road, but Todd might flip out..."
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"So, Maximoff, has Alvers actually gotten a job yet?" Pietro shrugged. Scott had been playing twenty questions since they'd gotten into the car, and he was starting to get annoyed. They were pulling into the school parking lot, so he wouldn't have to answer any more questions.
"Yeah. Thanks for the drive, Summers. See ya, wouldn't wanna be ya." he stated, opening the door and getting out. Scott shrugged, and Todd joined Pietro.
"Any time, Maximoff. Do you want me to give you a lift home after school too? I mean, it's not like we're enemys anymore, and besides, maybe we can be friends or...something." The older teen asked, looking at his watch. Pietro frowned, he really didn't want to, but he knew that Todd couldn't walk home in this cold; something about toads being cold blooded or something.
"Yeah...I guess so. Uh..thanks."
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[1] I do this to Alcorest all the time, and most of the time, Alcorest snaps "I'm NOT a dog!" back...
So, I need a beta, apparently, while I'm in my sleepless state. Any takers? And hey, someone once offered to draw me a picture from this, but then they....dissapeared. If it was anyone, please tell me? I'd like it. I happen to like my story for some reason...::grins::
In other news, the next chapter will be very long, and.....if anyone can tell me where the two points of foreshadowing were (hints: Lance said the first one, and it happened in this chapter, that ones an easy one. The second one Scott sorta said/hinted at....) will get to be in the next chapter; because I need a name to put to a student...enjoy!
