disclaimer: "...twenty minutes into the conversation, casually slip in that you'd like to marry him and have lots of sex and babies."
a/n: a bit of insanity from my psych class. this is why i should never be allowed to get bored. and review if you want/need an explination.
Leaving
It was a dark and stormy night at the X-mansion. So all the inhabitants were in the rec room watching TV. All but one. That one was Princess Amara Aquilla. She was in her room with her bags packed. It almost seemed she was waiting for something.
All of a sudden there was a loud BANG BANG BANG on the front door. Everyone rushed to see what, or who it was. Everyone but Amara. She grabbed her bags, and with a queenly bearing, walked over, and stood at the top of the stairs.
Scooter flung the door open with great panache. Outside in the pouring rain stood, a surprisingly not drenched, although he held no umbrella, Pyro, a.k.a., St. John Allerdyce. All at once, every member standing at the door leaped at him.
Still standing at the top of the grand stair, Amara yelled out a great and mighty roar of "STOP!!!!!!" At which, everybody froze. "You will not harm neither hide nor hair on him for he is my pet and Royal Consort."
At those words everyone just spun a total 180 at the same time, so that you could have felt the air rushing around them. Simultaneously, everyone shouted out "WHAT?!?!?!?"
"You mortals heard me. He is mine and I am his, promised to each other at birth. And we will protect each other with whatever force either of us deems necessary. "And with that sentiment, Amara walked down and started toward John at the door, her luggage eerily floating behind her.
As she joined John at the door, he grabbed her, and spun her around for a deep, soul-searing kiss. At the same time, a sleek, black spaceship-esque looking vehicle floated down in front of them. As John righted Amara, he grabbed her luggage, and set it on the ramp that had appeared from the ship.
Turning around, John decided to give out a few pieces of advice. "Rogue, wait about six, nine months, tops, and tell Rems to book that double flight for Paris. Fuzzy, don't be afraid of her mother. Kit, take that trip to England and be prepared winkwink. Toad, 'I despise you and I want to see you die a painful death' is not a declaration of love! Scooter, stay away from fast-moving vehicles. Pietro, quit being a pansy and tell Evan how you really feel! Evan, same but reverse it. Ro, try to get past Forge's 'groovieness' and really see him and skip the whole black leather Mohawk phase. Tabby, stop blowing up computers. Try hacking instead. And Jamie, don't worry about it. You'll get the hang of it soon enough. "
"John, quit spilling secrets. It's time to go."
"Oh, alright. Ready love?"
"Any time."
As they stepped back onto the ramp it started to pull them back into the ship. Everyone just stood there open mouthed as they watched the ship take off and leave. "Well, was anyone else freaked out by that as much as I was?" Everyone just murmured their consent. Especially the ones who had gotten Pyro's little pieces of 'advice'. "Good, not just me then..." he said as he wandered inside.
And finally only Pietro and Evan were left standing outside. Simultaneously they said, "Well... what do... I don't... AARGH!!!" Then turned around and walked away in different directions.
THE END