Disclaimer: I do not own the Xmen….. I would be so freaking rich.. Do I look rich to you?? Huh Huh?? Huh?? I don't hear any answers!… Oh and I don't own the songs either… :p

An urgent note to all readers: umm. . .uhhhhhhhhhhhhh. . . . I forgot. Anyhoo… I just wrote a chapter lalalalala! YAY REVIEWS! Now I'm writing another one, YAY! I have ever so many ideas! It's like a plethora of opportunities opening up to me just so I can write this story! Ha that sentence made no sense. I think I'm beginning to lose what little bit of sanity that I have been clinging to. TeeHee. . . Toot like a Moose.

Recap: Rogue killed Marius and Thaddeus. And that's about it. . . Tee hee.. (* ahem* )

On with the story!!

Chapter 12: Days when rescuing is needed most

" Who loves orange soda?.. Kel loves orange soda..

Is it true?..

Hmm Hmm. I do I do I doooo…."

~ RoguesHeart~

" You can dance if you want too… You can leave your friends behind!…"

Both Piotr and Sabretooth sat in the living room groaning. Pyro had been singing for the last hour and a half.

" Cuz if ya don' dance.."

" ENOUGH!!"

Whipping around, Pyro saw Sabretooth charging towards him.

" If you sing that damn song one more time, I'll swear I'll rip you into so many pieces that they

wouldn't be able to find you for fifty years!"

" Bloody Hell mate, no need to get yer panties in a twist!"

Sabretooth snarled fiercely and stomped out of the room. Piotr rolled his eyes and returned his attention to his book. Pyro flopped down on the couch lazily.

" Where did Remy get to mate?"

Piotr shrugged slightly, not even lifting his head from his book. Pyro scowled slightly and sighed deeply.

" The man probably with some Sheila right now.. Man how does he do it?'

Placing a bookmark into his book, Piotr turned to silently glare at Pyro.

" John, I would appreciate it if you would leave me with some peace and quiet."

Nonchalantly, John stood up and began to walk into the kitchen.

" A man knows when he's not wanted."

With that he turned into the kitchen. Piotr smiled before yelling after him..

" 'Bout time you figured it out !"

" HA HA Mate have a good laugh."

Turning to look around the kitchen he stood and pondered what he should do to amuse himself.

" I mean without Remy here, this place be about as exciting as watching paint dry."

Glancing at the stove, he suddenly popped up with an idea. He decided that now was just a good time as any to test his culinary skills. The others may not have realized it yet but he was getting sick of being the one who couldn't cook toast without burning it. Anyways, it wasn't like it was his fault. The toaster didn't seem to like him.

Opening the refrigerator, he pulled out a box of hot pockets. Momentarily contemplating between pepperoni and ham & cheese, he decided on pepperoni. Looking at the oven, he thought better of using it. Placing the hot pocket upon a frying pan, he took out a lighter. Flipping it slightly, he could feel his maniac obsession rising in him as he watched the flame dart out of the cigarette lighter. Shaking it off slightly, he concentrated his power on heating the pocket. He watched the pocket heat up slightly, noting that it wasn't enough he decided to add some more power to it.

He stood next to the stove and watched in amazement as the pocket began to swell. The more heat he applied to it, the bigger it seemed to get. He just had to see how much bigger it could possibly get. Turning the flame into a mini dragon, he made it breath fire upon the pocket. It was so swelled up it looked like it was fitting to burst.

" Ooh maybe just a bit more.."

John added more pressure onto the hot pocket. As if in slow motion, he watched the pocket burst. It had splattered across the walls and all over John's face. If he wasn't so thoroughly fascinated at how it exploded, he would have probably felt it burn on his face.

" Lets do that again!"

John immediately ran over to the refrigerator and emptied it of the majority of its contents. Placing them across the counter he began to blow them up one by one.

" Now I understand how Remy feels.."

Then another idea popped into his head (* A/N: yeah he was on a roll that day). Lifting his flame higher over his head, he created a fighter plane diving down at the poor victimized food. The minute the fire hit the food, it created a huge explosion.

Dashing into the kitchen, Sabretooth and Piotr found John standing on top of the counter laughing insanely as he made fire horses gallop across the kitchen, catching aflame anything in its path.

The walls were either burnt or smeared by food.

" PYRO!!"

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" Damn, didn't think I was that insane.."

John trudged slowly down the streets of New York. The acolytes had kicked him out of the base and he was left on his own to wander around New York until they " fixed up the mess he made" before Magneto came back.

He had passed numerous stores until finally he decided to stop at a music store. Walking in, he heard Disturbed playing loudly into his ears. It happened to be one of his favorite songs "Liberate", nodding his head to the song and humming lightly he made his way over to the rock section. After looking at the new releases section, he settled himself down in the heavy metal section. Contrary to the popular belief, Rock music really settled him down (* A/N: well at least it does to me). Picking up some Mudvayne he began to walk over to the head phones. Before he placed him on his head, he heard a loud noise come from behind him.

Turning he saw, a blond headed girl with outrageously bright clothing on laughing with what looked like Magneto's daughter. Wanda, he believed her name was. The look on her face was one of complete boredom. While the other girl was ecstatic for some reason or another. He noticed that they were getting nasty looks from the other customers in the stores. He could have sworn he had heard someone say "Damn Muties" under their breath.

Before he could say anything to them, he saw the blond headed teenager flip out three small glowing balls out of her hand. Carefully slipping them into the woman's pocket , she quickly dashed to the other side of the store. Almost instantly did they explode and the woman scream aloud. Holding in his laughter, he turned his attention back to the song that was playing.

He guessed Wanda had caught sight of him or something when he suddenly felt someone snatch the headphones off his head. Whipping around he saw her glaring down at him.

" Where is my father?!" she demanded.

Shrugging passively, he answered.

" Don' know what your talkin' bout Sheila."

Narrowing her eyes at him, she huffed slightly.

" You know damn well what I'm talking about, you're one of his lackeys."

It was his time to glare at her.

" Listen Sheila, I am no one's lackey.. And I don't know where your father is."

" Then why are you here?"

" What can't a fine looking gent like myself take a day off every once in a while?"

" No."

" Well that's just tough for you now ain't it?"

And with that he turned and walked out of the store, leaving the glaring Wanda behind.

" What a day this has been, wonder if the Americas is always like this eh?"

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She couldn't believe that arrogant jackass. Nobody disses the Scarlett Witch and gets away with it. The nerve of that… that.. Dumb ass Australian!! Not being able to think of another name to call him made her so mad that she could spit. Grabbing Tabitha by her arm, she led her outside the store.

" Hey wait, Wanda are you crazy or somthin' I was still looking!"

" Whatever.. One of the acolytes is here."

"So?"

" So… we have to follow him."

" Which one?"

" Why does it matter?"

Tabitha grinned mischievously.

" Well unless if my hot guy radars are wrong and they never are… There are a numerous amount of hot dudes on that team."

" Once again I say…So?"

" So…. I don't want to end up following the steroid pumped kitten."

" It's not him..it's the one called Pyro."

" You mean the hottie with the fire red hair?!"

" Yeah..I mean no.. I mean yes it's Pyro."

" Well then I'm all for it.. LET US STALK!"

Rolling her eyes, Wanda got into the drivers side of the car while Tabitha (who was still ranting) got into the passengers side.

" This will be interesting."

The promised Pyro has come! All hail Pyro! Do not fret my fellow Remy lovers! REMY WILL BE UP IN THE NEXT CHAPTER! And oh the Romyness that will ensue! Oh yes.. I have a very important message to ask: *ahem* (taps on glass with fork)

Who should John be paired up with?

Wanda?

Tabitha?

Amara?

Rogue? ( Sorry just kidding… had to see if you were paying attention! Couldn't pass up the opportunity though!, don't get me wrong.. The only person I really want to see Rogue with is most likely Remy! I LOVE ROMY!

Aaah… I have but another question to ask thee!

Should Pietro show up?

Yes?

No?

PLEASE REVIEW! IT IS MY ONLY SOURCE OF SUNSHINE IN A WORLD SO DARK! (* begging and sobbing pitifully*)

* ahem* Toot like a Moose. ( regaining dignity)

~ RoguesHeart~