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A Lovers Feud

By: Alex Destine

Chapter 7

He got an A. How on Earth had this happened? Maybe his teacher had been drunk the night he graded this test… he didn't know and for the most part he didn't care. All he knew was that for the first time in a very, very long time Todd Tolensky had an A written on a test that had his name on it.

~~ Hey yo! This is starting to look like a very good Friday! ~~

Todd was walking toward Pietro's locker now (the Brotherhood usually met there since it was the closest to the cafeteria). The afternoon bell had rung signaling students to make a run for it in order to grab the best piece of meatloaf they could find. He wasn't really looking forward to it. He was late though; he had sat in the classroom looking over his test again and again even after the bell rang. He still couldn't believe it.

When he finally reached his friends locker he saw something that was becoming 'normal' in the Brotherhood household and he wasn't liking it. Pietro was leaning against his locker with this peaceful little smile on his face. He looked a little spaced out, not even annoyed at the fact that he was waiting for everyone again.

He had been doing that lately and Todd suddenly felt like a very bad friend for not checking into it sooner. Sure, you would think that seeing your friend happy wasn't really something you'd need to check… but Pietro had this spaced out look that was starting to get a little too freaky for his tastes.

"Hey yo! Check this out!" said Todd as he waved his pride and joy of a test in front of Pietro. The white-haired boy jumped a bit in surprise, he hadn't seen Todd coming at all. After that he focused on the annoying piece of paper that had Todd so excited.

"You know Todd… if you're going to steal a test you should do it before you take it…"

Todd didn't know if he should feel insulted.

"Hey man, you blind or something?… read the name yo! Property of Todd Tolensky! This test is mine and for some reason so is the grade. Very impressive huh?"

Todd was so proud! He felt like framing this test and keep it in his room to cherish forever. However, his hand soon found itself without the important paper since Pietro had snatched it too fast. Todd had to smile at the look of disbelieve his older friend had.

"Think you're the only one with good grades yo?"

"No way… you cheated!"

"Did not! … For once I did not cheat! … Usually I'd get even worse grades when I do that… Man, I actually studied for this! … You tell anyone, I'll kill you." Todd took his test away from Pietro and carefully folded it away. Once he was sure his new treasure was safe he turned to his friend who was just smiling devilishly at him.

"Oh, your secret is safe with me." That was all he said, somehow that didn't give Todd much hope.

The two boys soon saw Lance and Fred making their way toward them. Lance wasn't looking like his usual self, a very hungry Fred was practically dragging him.

"You know Lance boy, the bathroom is over that way if you need it." Pietro pointed toward the bathroom door as Lance simply made a face at him.

"Shut up Pietro… I'm not in the mood."

"Hey yo man! Why you looking all down and stuff?" Todd didn't need to be worrying over two of his friends now, Pietro was bad enough.

"I just need some sleep. Yeah, that's it, some sleep. That job is killing me." Lance was now leaning against the lockers next to Pietro as he thought about his job…. Oh the hell it all was.

"Maybe you need some sugar to get you going." Fred took out one huge chocolate bar from his pocket and handed it over to Lance who was simply looking at it with his eyes wide and filled with horror.

"I….. I…. I think, I'm going to throw up!" and with that Lance Alvers ran toward the bathroom Pietro had pointed at earlier leaving his three friends in a mild state of shock.

"Fred, I don't think he liked the chocolate yo." Todd said as he kept starring at the bathroom door Lance had ran into.

"I guess I'll go check on him…" Pietro went into the bathroom leaving his other two friends waiting on the hallway. What he saw could have driven anyone into a hysterical fit of laughter. Lance was splashing cold water on his face as he kept mumbling something about 'evil candy monsters' or 'chocolate devils'. The boy was about to loose it.

"So… thinking about changing careers Alvers?" Pietro smiled down at his friend. Mystique should really be paying him to be the group's private psychologist.

"If I see another piece of candy anywhere near me, I'm really going to throw up!"

"It can't be THAT bad Lance boy." Pietro could understand if Lance wanted to quit because of the ridiculous apron they made him wear, but he didn't see what was the big deal about the candy. He would love to work somewhere where he could eat all the sugar he wanted.

"You don't understand… all these little kids. They just scream and scream demanding their candy and their parents just smile sweetly at them thinking that maybe they will calm down after they have sugar!" Lance was close to hyperventilating.

"I see… you have some very deep issues from your childhood, don't you Lance?" Pietro tried to look 'professional doctor' type of serious… it wasn't working very well.

"Shut up Pietro…. Or I'm gonna puke."

"Did you ever eat cotton-candy when you were little Lance?"

Lance starred at him for a while.

~~ What did this have to do with anything? ~~ Still, he decided to answer the young mutant's question.

"Most of my foster families didn't really have that much time to take me anywhere that might sell cotton-candy." He answered as he dried his face with his shirt.

"Not to the circus, or a fair,… any of those places?" Pietro couldn't believe it.

"Nope… and look at how great I turned out!" he smiled at the white-haired boy trying to annoy him.

"I see… well, your childhood traumas and your deranged mind will have to wait until next year Lance. I haven't taken Psychology yet. Maybe Mystique might help you."

"Pietro… she needs way more help then I do."

"Well, that's true…"

Their deep conversation was suddenly interrupted as Todd walked into the bathroom.

"Hey yo! Freddy is starting to get nervous you know… he's hungry." Todd stared at Lance and noticed he was looking a bit better. "Yo man, you feeling ok now?"

"Well, according to my doctor over here I have some deep childhood trauma… but other then that I'm fine."

"But really Lance, don't we all have a few of those?" and with that Todd returned to the hallway leaving his friends a bit more disturbed then they were before.

~~ I love doing that to them! ~~

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Kurt kept looking at his food… or what he thought was supposed to be food. What he wouldn't give to just teleport back to the institute and get himself a cheeseburger.

He looked around his table and noticed everyone doing pretty much what they've always been doing. Evan was talking to Rogue about something… he wasn't paying enough attention to know what it was. Scott was talking to Jean and eventually Evan would ask something and Scott would answer, then they'd go back and keep talking to their respective partners.

The only person that was starting to freak him out was Kitty. She was so quiet. No 'Eww Evan, that's gross!' or 'Like, no way!'. She was simply starring into lala land somewhere. Whatever she was thinking about was making her happy because from time to time she would have this weird little smile on her face, but just as soon as it came Kitty would wipe it away hoping no one would notice.

They had all noticed this weird behavior from Kitty a couple of days ago, but Jean simply said to give her time and that she would come to us if she needed anything. Kitty didn't seem to need anything though… problem was Kurt was the one that needed something. He needed to know what was keeping Kitty this happy!

~~ Sure, curiosity killed that cat… but mutants are just a bit more prepared for this type of thing. ~~ Kurt knew he shouldn't butt in… but he just had to know.

Suddenly he saw it, that weird smile had crossed her face once again. Kurt quickly looked toward the direction Kitty was starring into hoping to get a clue of whatever it was that was making Kitty this way. All he saw was a bunch of kids eating their … meatloaf (eww!). The Brotherhood was near by too, but Kitty wouldn't be smiling over that.

Kurt went back to looking at his food.

~~ Maybe I'm missing something… ~~ thought Kurt as he finally decided to eat some of that stuff that was over populating his plate.

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"You got an A?!" Lance couldn't believe it. True, Todd had studied like never before for these last couple of tests but he wasn't expecting the youngest member of the Brotherhood to suddenly bring home an A. Lance figured only Pietro did that.

"Yeah… aint it cool yo!" Todd was very proud.

"So you're what? … The resident genius or something?" Fred asked as he stuffed himself with some of that ungodly meatloaf.

"Yeah right Freddy… you know how much I had to bust my butt for this? … I'm keeping my C's yo!" Of course Todd could have better grades… he just thought it was too much work to keep them.

The young mutant took a bite of his meatloaf and suddenly regretted it.

~~ Man, give me a juicy fly any day! ~~ he could leave the cafeteria and head out into his own hunt for lunch, but he had to keep an eye out for Pietro. He was determined to find out the reason why their fast talking friend was acting so nice and… peaceful.

Suddenly he saw it, Pietro was smiling that 'prince (I'm-going-to-gag) charming' smile of his. Todd looked quickly to see if he could spot the reason his friend was smiling.

~~ Some jocks over that way… some other punks… those X-geeks are a few tables down… losers. Aha! Cheerleaders! That's what Pietro is looking at! ~~

Todd turned back to the table looking rather pleased with himself. He noticed though Lance was giving him an odd look. Todd simply waved him off and whispered an 'I'll tell you later'. He had to tell Lance… everyone told Lance everything. Mystique had put him in charge on account of being the oldest, yet aside from that Todd also needed someone to play spy with and Lance didn't act all mature with them. Instead they usually told him what kind of 'evil' plan they had on mind and he'd usually help.

Lance Alvers was so bored. He looked down at his meatloaf and thought he had better talk to Mystique about giving the Brotherhood some special treatment on the food section. He needed something to do right now though. Then, he saw it.

Pietro was smiling again, but this time he wasn't looking aimlessly about. He had spotted someone. Unfortunately he wasn't quick enough to catch who it was, but Todd did. He wanted the young mutant to tell him now, but Todd simply waved him off and said he'd tell him later.

~~ Oh well… Guess I'll wait. ~~

It was about time they checked into what Pietro was doing. He knew he had been spending too much time with his part time job, and Todd had been studying too much to do anything about their friend. And Freddy…. Well, he was just Freddy. But he knew they had better find out and soon… the house was becoming an eerie type of quiet. Sure, Pietro still talked a lot and made fun of everyone… but it was becoming a less frequent occurrence.

Lance looked over the cafeteria crowd and wondered how this many students could be excited about meatloaf. There were way better things to do with this type of food… and Lance felt the need to do it.

~~ This is for all oppressed kids everywhere! ~~ and with that Lance threw a huge chunk of his meatloaf clear across the room.

No one saw where it came from but everyone saw the piece of food fly across the cafeteria and land unceremoniously in a loud 'splat' on the floor.

"Your aim sucks Lance boy." He heard Pietro say as he watched the reaction of the crowd.

"Wasn't really aiming…. I advice you to duck right now though." And with that the entire Brotherhood went for cover under the table as the inevitable happened.

"FOOD FIGHT!!!" was heard loud and clear across the room as other pieces of meat were flying about the room. Freddy kept eating his lunch under the table while Todd and Pietro starred at their oldest friend.

"And you did that because…?" Todd looked over at Lance who was watching the fight with a wicked smile on his face.

"Because I could." Why did anyone start food fights anyway? Because they were fun to watch.

"You see Todd, our dear friend over here is trying to recuperate some of his lost childhood by acting like a three year old again." Not that Pietro really thought food fights were for three year olds, but he was mostly saying that to annoy Lance.

"Sip it Maximoff!… you know you're dying to start throwing some food around."

"Well yeah, that's true. But really Lance boy… you have some issues." And with that Pietro took some food off his plate and threw it around aimlessly.

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Mystique was not a happy woman… some wondered if she ever had been. There was just too much work all the time to be happy and the insulting piece of paper she was holding wasn't making her day any better.

"They spent THAT MUCH on the supermarket!?!?!"

The bill. That ungodly bill from the Brotherhood's grocery shopping extravaganza. What had she been thinking when she gave Pietro that blank check.

~~ Oh yes… I remember, I was wondering if young Maximoff was on drugs. ~~

Of course she knew that wasn't an option. His way of acting was partly due to his mutant power with speed and because of his competitive nature. She also knew Pietro bragged too much about being perfect to suddenly be caught doing something that would damage his body.

However, damage to young Pietro was an option that was open to her at the moment. How on earth could they spend THIS much!?!?

"Get me Lance Alvers and Pietro Maximoff." Said Mystique to her secretary as she kept looking at all the items the young boys had bought.

"Umm, Miss Darkholme… the children are at their lunch break so it could be hard to find them right now." answered the shy secretary as she hoped her boss would simply leave the office for a while.

"Oh very well… I'll go find them myself. There are only so many places they could be."

Mystique took off leaving a much relaxed secretary eating her little lunch.

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Kitty had been happily looking over at Pietro from the corner of her eye when suddenly this airborne meatloaf hit the floor. After that all Hell broke loose.

"Like, who was the childish idiot that threw that?" Kitty said from under the table.

"What are you talking about Kitty?… this is the best thing that could happen on a Friday afternoon!" Evan was having fun aiding the food fight cause by throwing some of his meatloaf around the room. "Hey Kurt, you get ten extra points if you hit a jock!"

"Alright!" Kurt helped throw some things too.

"Well, there goes our quiet lunch." Said Jean as she tried to avoid some of the flying food.

"Well, that's it… I'm out of here." Rogue had had enough of all this food fight and carefully made her way out the cafeteria without getting hit.

"Well like… guess I'll be like going now." Kitty was about to phase through the floor when Scott stopped her.

"Hey! Don't do that here! … We have too many people watching." Scott didn't know if he was the only member of the X-men that was actually concerned about public display of power. Seemed everyone else could just be wearing a sign that read 'I'm a mutant' and they wouldn't care.

"But like I've done it before Scott!" Kitty just wanted to get out of there.

"But not with this many people around…" Scott was not going to let her use her powers today…

"Fine, like whatever… but if I get hit by one of those meatloaves you're paying my dry cleaners!"

Kitty started to make her way toward the blissful exit. Why did it suddenly look so far away now? Meatloaf was flying everywhere and some mashed potatoes were making their way across the room.

~~ The lunch ladies have probably gone after Darkholme by now. ~~

Kitty could just imagine Mystique's face when she walked in this room.

~~ Like, good thing I'll be gone before then. ~~

Kitty was almost out of that food war when she decided to turn around to look at her friends. She couldn't see either Scott or Jean anywhere… probably gone already using Jean's mental shield. Kurt and Evan were busy fighting against some jocks by throwing practically everything they had. They had even flipped the table on to its side to use it as their private shield.

~~ Boys… they're like so immature! ~~

She was about to continue her exit when she suddenly felt someone grabbing her by her arm and pulling her down.

"Hey! Like, what's the big deal?" Kitty looked at the person that had pulled her and saw one Pietro Maximoff smiling all giddy and excited.

"You almost sound like you'd like to be hit by a stain-causing meatloaf… Why are you still around? I'd thought you'd phased through outta here a long time ago." Pietro was quickly making a meatloaf bomb.

"Yeah, like I'd love to… but 'no using my powers in public'. That is so totally wrong."

"Aaw… leader of the X-men wont let you have a little fun?" he smiled mischievously at her.

"Let's like, not talk about that." Kitty knew that talking about teams was likely to end badly between the two of them.

"Fine, but since you're here you have to help." Pietro dropped some of the meatloaf on her hands.

"EEEEEWWWW! Like, what's wrong with you? I'm not going to throw this!"

"Oh but it's fun Kitty! Here, let me show you ….." Pietro looked around the room scanning for a victim. "Now where's an idiot when you need one? Oh, there's Daniels!"

Kitty gave him 'the look'. That meant = throw it at him and you die.

"Fine whatever… no need to look at me like that!… had your butt saved by a girl Daniels!" Pietro kept looking and came across the 'almighty Duncan'.

"Now look here… found me a bigger idiot!"

Kitty watched as Pietro 'lock and loaded', took aim and let the meatloaf fly! Not surprisingly the bomb hit the target.

~~ Like, good aim! Bet he brags about it. ~~

"HA! Who's the best 'food fight fighter' in Bayville?…. ME! That's right, MEEEEEE!"

~~ I knew it… ~~ Kitty smiled up at Pietro as he kept looking for some other poor victim.

"Hey, aren't you gonna throw that?" he asked after seeing Kitty had been holding the meatloaf he had given her.

"My aim is not as good as yours." She said as she tried to hand back the small 'missile'.

"Of course it isn't, but that's not a surprise! … look at Lance over there, you think he can aim? Not on your life."

Just then Lance decided to take his aim at a very angry Duncan. For his part the young football player was almost completely clean, aside from the huge stain Pietro's earlier bomb had created. Duncan was looking over the general direction of where that missile had come from to see if he could find anyone to beat up over that.

Just then Duncan felt something slimy hit his back and slide down his jacket.

"WHO THREW THAT?!" Duncan turned around to look at a smirking Lance.

"What's the matter Matthews, can't stand the heat?… This is a WAR we're fighting here!" Lance heard Todd's next words to Freddy.

"Yo! Lance has really lost it! … Freddy! Stop eating the ammunition!"

Pietro and Kitty were watching Lance and Duncan scream at each other. Kitty felt like she just had to ask something.

"Hey like, is Lance ok? I mean, he's acting a little, you know, weird…"

"He is an over-worked, under-paid young man who has suddenly realized he needed to play with his inner child, either that or succumb into a mindless depression."

"Really?"

"No, not really… but it sounded fun saying that!… besides, he's messed up anyway."

Kitty just gave him another 'look'.

"Oh come on! Don't look at me like that! …. here, let's be helpful to my friends anti-jock crusade." Pietro raised Kitty's hand and took aim for her. "Ok, now throw it as hard as you can!"

"Alright… but if he finds us, it's your fault."

"Yeah, I'll live with the burden… now throw it! Come on! Do it already!"

"Ok! Ok! Stop it already!" Kitty was actually enjoying this. She threw the missile as hard as she could and the next thing she knew Pietro was beside her bouncing like a hyperactive child… well, he was one anyway.

"Woohoo! We have a winner!"

"I hit him?…" Kitty looked at Duncan and realized he had spotted them.

~~ Uh oh… ~~ Kitty was smart enough to ducked behind the table, but Pietro had other ideas.

"Oh Duncan! I'm sorry… we were trying to hit this idiot with a football jacket… oh no wait, that was you! Never mind!"

"Pietro like, get down!" said Kitty as she tugged at his arm.

"Oh relax, it's not like I can't dodge anything he can throw at me."

"Alright Maximoff, you're dead!" Duncan was getting ready to throw a huge food missile. Pietro simple pretended to be asleep.

" *yawn* Tell me when you're finished."

"Like, you're so bad, did you know that?" Kitty had to laugh at the way Pietro was upsetting Duncan.

"Yeah, I knew a long time ago… glad you figured it out though."

Lance, for once wasn't worried for Pietro's sake. All Duncan was going to do was try to hit him with a meatloaf that the young speed demon could easily duck. He motioned for Todd and Fred to come out of hiding and watch.

"This outta be fun." Said Todd as he climbed on top of Lance's back to get a better view.

For Duncan Matthews this had not been one of his better days. He made the huge food missile and aimed it toward Pietro. His anger was clouding his judgment of course; Pietro could easily dodge any attack that he knew was coming at him. Duncan however just wanted to release some tension.

"Take that Maximoff!" Duncan threw the meatloaf at the white-haired boy who simply stood there starring at it.

~~ It's so slow… oh god, I could dodge this in my sleep. ~~ Of course, for Quicksilver, anything was slow.

At the last possible moment Pietro ducked missing the food missile by inches. Then both he and Kitty heard the sound of a 'splat' as the meatloaf hit something… unfortunately it wasn't the floor.

They both turned around slowly as they came face to face with a meatloaf-covered Darkholme.

"Umm… Kitty, you should phase through the floor right about now…" whispered Pietro as he watched Mystique wipe away the food off her eyes.

"Like, good idea…" and Kitty was gone.

Pietro of course wasn't staying, he quickly dashed next to Lance who was standing there with his mouth hanging open.

"Man, we are so dead." Said Lance as he pushed Todd and Fred's head under the table.

"Hey yo! What ya doing?!" Todd wanted to see the food covered Mystique, but he ducked quickly away the moment she started to scream at them.

"ALVERS! MAXIMOFF!… GET OVER HERE NOW!…"

The entire room was left in a stunned silence at the sight before them. Pietro supposed they all would've laughed… but that just wasn't wise right about now.

"Why is she screaming at us? Matthews threw the damn meatloaf!" Pietro whispered to Lance as both boys tried to pretend they hadn't heard her… it was hard not to.

"She'll probably give him detention for a week, but we'll be off the hook. Now come on, before she gets any angrier." Lance started to make his way around the messy room toward the incredibly mad principal.

"Somehow, I don't think that's possible." Pietro followed.

"See ya later yo!" said Todd still hiding from their angry boss.

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The school day was finally over. After the food fight Kurt and Evan spent a good deal of time cleaning themselves up in the bathroom, but even now Kurt was still getting food out from his hidden fur.

"I'm never playing with food like that again… well, not any time soon though." Kurt and Rogue were waiting in the parking lot for Jean and Scott to arrive. Evan was going to stay to play some basketball and Kitty had to practice for her play.

"Well, serves you right blue boy… you and Evan made a far bigger mess then any of those jocks."

"Yeah well… it was still fun. You and Kitty should've joined, we needed the back up." Kurt smiled at Rogue as she simply shook her head in answer.

"Are you insane? All that is way too childish for me, I had to get out of that room as soon as possible. And as for Kitty, I don't think she wanted to stain her favorite pink sweater."

"Yes, I guess you're right… hey Rogue, you spent a lot of time with Kitty, right? Since you're roommates I mean. Have you noticed how she's been acting a little strange lately?"

"Not stranger then usual… she has been awfully quiet which has been a blessing to all of us if you ask me." Rogue didn't think there was anything 'wrong' with their friend, and she was enjoying the peaceful nights now.

"But what if she's got a problem and just doesn't want to talk to us about it? Shouldn't we try to find out what it is?" Kurt was trying to see if Rogue would help him figure it out, but the young Goth girl wouldn't be much help.

"I don't think the girl has got a problem, but I do think you better think twice about meddling. Aside from the quiet all I've seen is that she day dreams a lot and smiles too much… a person with a problem doesn't do that, so kindly leave it alone." Rogue was going to protect her newly found quiet time.

"Fine, whatever you want…"

~~ Great, no help from Rogue. Don't think Jean would help, she's always talking about respecting others privacy. Maybe Scott can help me now. ~~ As Kurt kept thinking of other ways to find out what had happened to Kitty a similar discussion was taking place on the other side of the parking lot.

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"But listen yo! Isn't it weird that Pietro is just so quiet lately? … Come on Freddy, you know how much of a mess he was always making, why did he suddenly stop?"

Fred didn't know the answer to that; he just figured Pietro had gotten bored with teasing them.

"Maybe he's gone bothering someone else?" Fred was trying to help Todd figure out an answer to this Pietro mystery.

"No Freddy, I think it's something a bit worse then that…" Todd decided that since Lance was taking too long to get there, he'd try breaking into the car.

"Like what?" Fred didn't understand this. Why did Pietro suddenly change? And why was Todd so worried? No one ever told him anything!

"TELL ME!" someone was going to explain things to Fred once and for all.

"Huh?… geez, ok… no need to shout Freddy… Well, I think our good friend Pietro has got himself a new girlfriend." Todd said as he kept trying to break into the car.

"But that's good, right?" Fred didn't see what was so wrong with that.

"Not if it's who I think it is." Todd was beginning to get the idea of simply breaking the glass… but Lance would kill him.

"And who you think it is?" Fred wanted to know what was the big secret already.

"I think that he's got himself another cheerleader." Todd simply gave up on the car and sat down on the floor in a crouching position until Lance got there.

"And why is that bad?…" Fred still didn't get it. Why didn't anyone ever explain things in simple terms?

Todd sighed in response. This got Fred upset, everyone always sighed on his account because he didn't get things the first time.

~~Well, why don't they just explain things right the first time?! ~~ thought Fred as he picked Todd off the ground.

"Hey yo! What are you doing?! Put me down Freddy!"

"Tell me what's wrong! I want to know!"

"OK! Ok!…. just put me down yo!…."

Fred let go of Todd and the young mutant landed on top of Lance's car.

"Geez Freddy! You gotta learn to control yourself!" said Todd as he got more comfortable sitting on the car's roof. He took a deep breath and tried to explain things to his larger friend.

"Freddy, do you remember what happened last time Pietro was hanging out with some cheerleader?" Todd had later decided to explain what had happened to Fred, after all the guy was also living with them he had to know what was going on.

"Yeah… that Pietro and Lance were fighting…" Fred still couldn't believe that it had happened.

"Ok… if Pietro keeps hanging out with these cheerleaders Lance is gonna get all upset. He wouldn't fight though, I don't think he'd chance another argument with Pietro over something like that. But we wouldn't be seeing Pietro all that much afterwards and we'd have Lance all moody with us."

"But why wouldn't we be seeing Pietro? He still lives with us you know."

"Fred… when was the last time you tried to eat and Pietro took all the food away from you? Or the last time Pietro started to jump on the couch regardless of anyone of us still sitting there?"

"Well… I don't remember…" Fred was glad Pietro wasn't doing that stuff anymore.

"That would be because all he does is lock himself up in his room and listen to music, probably thinking of his new girlfriend every damn minute…. He still lives with us Fred, but we hardly see him anymore. And who's to say we wont see him during school either? He might decide to have lunch with all his new jock friends or something like that."

Todd didn't like this. It wasn't like Pietro couldn't have a girlfriend, it was just that he didn't have to ignore his friends while having one, and Todd was 100% sure that Pietro's new girlfriend wouldn't approve of slime little Toad as a friend.

Of course he knew Pietro had a mind of his own and that no girl would tell him what to do, but cheerleaders were sneaky things. She'd always get her way and the Brotherhood would be seeing a lot less of Pietro.

"Well we have to stop it!" cried Fred suddenly making Todd jump a bit.

"Have to stop what?" said Lance as he finally got to his car.

"We have to stop…" started Fred.

"FRED FROM EATING SO MUCH!" finished Todd. "Don't worry Freddy, we're here for you."

Lance looked at Todd for a while. He supposed he'd have to coax whatever it was his younger friend wasn't telling him, either that or wait till he got Freddy alone. But he was too tired right now and he just wanted to go home and rest. Thank god he had no work on Fridays!

"Fine Todd. We'll talk later, let's just go home now and… TODD, did you mess with my car again?!"

Todd put a bewildered face and tried to look all innocent.

"I don't know what you're talking about Lance."

"You tried to open it again didn't you?!"

"I was just here talking to Freddy, isn't that right Fred?"

"Well Todd, you WERE…" started Fred.

"… JUST HERE TALKING TO YOU!" finished Todd again.

"Right… just talking to me."

"Fine Todd whatever… but touch my car again and you're dead!"

After that the boys got into the car and headed home. Todd was still trying to think of a way to solve their new Pietro problem, but he felt Lance didn't need to know about it right now.

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End Chapter 7

Thank you all for your reviews! ^_^ I'm so happy!

A special thanks to Deep Silence for her idea to name Chapter 6! (thank you honey! ~_^)

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