Title: Deep Thoughts
Author: Zee
Disclaimer: Zee: it's so cute!
Saki: it's so cute XD
Zee: O_O
Saki: ...O_O
Zee: ARGH!!
Saki: XDDDDDDDDD;;;;
Dude, it is WEIRD when you start saying the same thing at the same time on the INTERNET!!
Anywoozle, answering the ever asked question "JESUS CHRIST, WOMAN, WHAT HAPPENED??!!?!" so, here we go!
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Ugh...
(Ugh...)
What the hell happened?
(I dunno...I feel like I've been hit on the head with a ton of feathers....)
...feathers?
(A TON of feathers)
Ah. Hey...where are we? Oh SHIT, you don't think the X-men got us, do you?!!
(Seeing as we're in your room, no)
...oh. Hey, who...changed me?
(Probably Pietro!)
What?! What gave you that idea!
(Look at the door baby!!)
Wha-oh!
"Hey! You're awake! Are you alright? Do you want anything? Another pillow, something to eat, a book, anything?"
(YOU!! I WANT YOOOOOOOOOOU!!!!!)
...yes, but still.
"Ugh...what the hell happened to me?"
(Oh FUCK THAT!!! I WANT SEX WITH THE SPEED DEMON!!)
SHUT UP!!
"Heh, oh. Well, um, last night when we were at the FoH headquarters, you got hit in the head."
"Pietro, that was kind of obvious."
(IDIOT!! DO NOT INSULT SOON-TO-BE SEX SLAVE!!)
WILL YOU BE QUIET?! My head hurts, I'm allowed to be pissy.
"Yeah, um...well, you're safe now! Do you want anything?"
No! Don't leave!
(YOU'RE FAULT NUMB NUTS!)
QUIET!!
(Get him BACK!)
"Pietro!"
(...grabbing his arm is effective)
"Um, John, I don't think you should sit up so fast. It'll hurt you're head."
"I realized that-"
Oh yes I did. ARGH!
"-but, um..."
(SAY IT!! TELL HIM YOU WANT-)
STOP YELLING!!
(-him to stay!)
"But what? You want something. I'll get you anything you want, John, I mean, it's my fault you got hurt..."
WHAT?!
(WHAT?!)
"What?! No it's not! I got hit, it has nothing to do with you!"
(Ugh, sexy little moron!)
Jeez, Pietro, you're really smart, but sometimes you're so stupid!
"Yes it does! If you hadn't been protecting me, you wouldn't have gotten hurt!"
"I would have anyway, it doesn't matter!"
"Yes it does!"
"No it doesn't!"
"Yes it does! Besides, why are you trying to put this on yourself?! You shouldn't, it'll fuck with your head!"
"Putting the blame on yourself will fuck with your head! Pietro, it wasn't your fault!"
(YES! HAND HOLDING! Little sexy idiot!)
Seriously! If he keeps making me pissed off like this I might say something bad!
(NO PIE-PIE! DON'T SNATCH YOUR HANDS AWAY!! DON'T GO TO THE DOOR!!)
NO!!!
"Listen, Pyro, I'm gonna get you some food. Just accept it was my fault and we can move on and your can get better, okay?"
GODDAMMIT!!
"NO! IT'S NOT OKAY! IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT! I WOULD GLADLY GIVE MY LIFE UP FOR YOU, PIETRO, A STUPID HEAD WOUND HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH IT!! IF IT MEANT YOU NOT GETTING HURT, I WOULD JUMP IN FRONT OF A FUCKING BUS, NOW GET YOUR ASS BACK OVER HEAR AND--"
OHMIGOD!!
(Whoa...GO YOU!)
I can't believe I told all him that!
(He should come back so you can pull him over you on the bed and kiss him gently all over his face and-)
NOT THE TIME!!
"...what...what did you just say?"
...oh shit...
(Oh man, tell him already, I want regular sex!)
This isn't about sex, you twit! This is about...something...deeper, I guess.
"I...I just said what I felt, okay? Please...don't leave me..."
(Petting the hand, very good tactic)
It's not a tactic!
"...heh. Wow, you must have been hit in the head harder than I thought. You're talking nonsense."
WHAT?!
(WHAT?!)
"WHAT?!"
"You can't...possibly mean that. Something must have messed with your head, man. You should get some more sleep. You can't mean that. You can't...feel that way."
WHY THE
(HELL NOT?!)
"WHY THE HELL NOT?! I DO feel that way, Pietro! I, um, I think I..."
(You can't say love! THAT WOULD RUIN IT!!)
How do you know?!
(It has with every girl)
Pietro's not a girl. And besides, this isn't love...I think. It's more like...well, it's not lust...I don't know...I just...
"Think I...um...I...really...like...you..."
There. I said it. Are you HAPPY?!
(I will or will not be depending on his answer...)
"...John, get some sleep and clear your head."
OH HELL NO!!
"GodDAMMIT, PIETRO, DO NOT PATRONIZE MY FEELINGS FOR YOU!! THIS ISN'T BECAUSE OF SOME STUPID HEAD INJURY, THIS IS FROM MONTHS OF WANT, MAN!! I swear to God, if you walk out that door without telling me what you feel I'll....I'll...hell, I don't know what I'll do, BUT YOU WON'T LIKE IT!!"
(...that was a little threatening, John)
SHUT UP!! I HAVE JUST SPENT GOD KNOWS HOW LONG *WANTING* HIM, AND NOW THAT I'VE TOLD HIM, I'M NOT LETTING HIM LEAVE UNTIL I HEAR WHAT HE THINKS!!
(Calm down...)
NO!
"John....I...."
"You WHAT?! You were all over me in the sphere, WHAT did all that mean, Pietro?! You're playing with my head...hell, you're playing with my heart, and I don't fucking--"
OHMIGOD!!
(OHMIGOD!)
"MMPH!"
He's...holy shit he's kissing me....
(Oh man...this is heaven...dude, TOUCH HIM!)
Oh...yeah...man, his lips feel like
(petals and his skin is soft as satin and)
this is it, this is that absolution you're supposed to find in the one you
(will be with for the rest of your)
life. I could stay
(in this warm spot of)
heaven forever.
"...Pietro..."
"*gulp* There, John. Th-th-that's how I feel. Um...I'll, uh...get you...something to eat now..."
"...o...okay..."
...
(...)
YEE
(HEE)
"HOOOO!!!!!!!!"
@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@
Zee: ^_^
hide-chu: Sap much?
Zee: Yep ^_^ Next chappie is from Pietro's POV, as if you can't tell what he was thinking this whole chapter *rolls eyes*
hide-chu: True...after that, is it the end?
Zee: Well...maybe not...we'll see, I have a vague idea, but I'll run it past you in the next chappie okay? Review please!
Author: Zee
Disclaimer: Zee: it's so cute!
Saki: it's so cute XD
Zee: O_O
Saki: ...O_O
Zee: ARGH!!
Saki: XDDDDDDDDD;;;;
Dude, it is WEIRD when you start saying the same thing at the same time on the INTERNET!!
Anywoozle, answering the ever asked question "JESUS CHRIST, WOMAN, WHAT HAPPENED??!!?!" so, here we go!
@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@
Ugh...
(Ugh...)
What the hell happened?
(I dunno...I feel like I've been hit on the head with a ton of feathers....)
...feathers?
(A TON of feathers)
Ah. Hey...where are we? Oh SHIT, you don't think the X-men got us, do you?!!
(Seeing as we're in your room, no)
...oh. Hey, who...changed me?
(Probably Pietro!)
What?! What gave you that idea!
(Look at the door baby!!)
Wha-oh!
"Hey! You're awake! Are you alright? Do you want anything? Another pillow, something to eat, a book, anything?"
(YOU!! I WANT YOOOOOOOOOOU!!!!!)
...yes, but still.
"Ugh...what the hell happened to me?"
(Oh FUCK THAT!!! I WANT SEX WITH THE SPEED DEMON!!)
SHUT UP!!
"Heh, oh. Well, um, last night when we were at the FoH headquarters, you got hit in the head."
"Pietro, that was kind of obvious."
(IDIOT!! DO NOT INSULT SOON-TO-BE SEX SLAVE!!)
WILL YOU BE QUIET?! My head hurts, I'm allowed to be pissy.
"Yeah, um...well, you're safe now! Do you want anything?"
No! Don't leave!
(YOU'RE FAULT NUMB NUTS!)
QUIET!!
(Get him BACK!)
"Pietro!"
(...grabbing his arm is effective)
"Um, John, I don't think you should sit up so fast. It'll hurt you're head."
"I realized that-"
Oh yes I did. ARGH!
"-but, um..."
(SAY IT!! TELL HIM YOU WANT-)
STOP YELLING!!
(-him to stay!)
"But what? You want something. I'll get you anything you want, John, I mean, it's my fault you got hurt..."
WHAT?!
(WHAT?!)
"What?! No it's not! I got hit, it has nothing to do with you!"
(Ugh, sexy little moron!)
Jeez, Pietro, you're really smart, but sometimes you're so stupid!
"Yes it does! If you hadn't been protecting me, you wouldn't have gotten hurt!"
"I would have anyway, it doesn't matter!"
"Yes it does!"
"No it doesn't!"
"Yes it does! Besides, why are you trying to put this on yourself?! You shouldn't, it'll fuck with your head!"
"Putting the blame on yourself will fuck with your head! Pietro, it wasn't your fault!"
(YES! HAND HOLDING! Little sexy idiot!)
Seriously! If he keeps making me pissed off like this I might say something bad!
(NO PIE-PIE! DON'T SNATCH YOUR HANDS AWAY!! DON'T GO TO THE DOOR!!)
NO!!!
"Listen, Pyro, I'm gonna get you some food. Just accept it was my fault and we can move on and your can get better, okay?"
GODDAMMIT!!
"NO! IT'S NOT OKAY! IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT! I WOULD GLADLY GIVE MY LIFE UP FOR YOU, PIETRO, A STUPID HEAD WOUND HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH IT!! IF IT MEANT YOU NOT GETTING HURT, I WOULD JUMP IN FRONT OF A FUCKING BUS, NOW GET YOUR ASS BACK OVER HEAR AND--"
OHMIGOD!!
(Whoa...GO YOU!)
I can't believe I told all him that!
(He should come back so you can pull him over you on the bed and kiss him gently all over his face and-)
NOT THE TIME!!
"...what...what did you just say?"
...oh shit...
(Oh man, tell him already, I want regular sex!)
This isn't about sex, you twit! This is about...something...deeper, I guess.
"I...I just said what I felt, okay? Please...don't leave me..."
(Petting the hand, very good tactic)
It's not a tactic!
"...heh. Wow, you must have been hit in the head harder than I thought. You're talking nonsense."
WHAT?!
(WHAT?!)
"WHAT?!"
"You can't...possibly mean that. Something must have messed with your head, man. You should get some more sleep. You can't mean that. You can't...feel that way."
WHY THE
(HELL NOT?!)
"WHY THE HELL NOT?! I DO feel that way, Pietro! I, um, I think I..."
(You can't say love! THAT WOULD RUIN IT!!)
How do you know?!
(It has with every girl)
Pietro's not a girl. And besides, this isn't love...I think. It's more like...well, it's not lust...I don't know...I just...
"Think I...um...I...really...like...you..."
There. I said it. Are you HAPPY?!
(I will or will not be depending on his answer...)
"...John, get some sleep and clear your head."
OH HELL NO!!
"GodDAMMIT, PIETRO, DO NOT PATRONIZE MY FEELINGS FOR YOU!! THIS ISN'T BECAUSE OF SOME STUPID HEAD INJURY, THIS IS FROM MONTHS OF WANT, MAN!! I swear to God, if you walk out that door without telling me what you feel I'll....I'll...hell, I don't know what I'll do, BUT YOU WON'T LIKE IT!!"
(...that was a little threatening, John)
SHUT UP!! I HAVE JUST SPENT GOD KNOWS HOW LONG *WANTING* HIM, AND NOW THAT I'VE TOLD HIM, I'M NOT LETTING HIM LEAVE UNTIL I HEAR WHAT HE THINKS!!
(Calm down...)
NO!
"John....I...."
"You WHAT?! You were all over me in the sphere, WHAT did all that mean, Pietro?! You're playing with my head...hell, you're playing with my heart, and I don't fucking--"
OHMIGOD!!
(OHMIGOD!)
"MMPH!"
He's...holy shit he's kissing me....
(Oh man...this is heaven...dude, TOUCH HIM!)
Oh...yeah...man, his lips feel like
(petals and his skin is soft as satin and)
this is it, this is that absolution you're supposed to find in the one you
(will be with for the rest of your)
life. I could stay
(in this warm spot of)
heaven forever.
"...Pietro..."
"*gulp* There, John. Th-th-that's how I feel. Um...I'll, uh...get you...something to eat now..."
"...o...okay..."
...
(...)
YEE
(HEE)
"HOOOO!!!!!!!!"
@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@_@
Zee: ^_^
hide-chu: Sap much?
Zee: Yep ^_^ Next chappie is from Pietro's POV, as if you can't tell what he was thinking this whole chapter *rolls eyes*
hide-chu: True...after that, is it the end?
Zee: Well...maybe not...we'll see, I have a vague idea, but I'll run it past you in the next chappie okay? Review please!
