Title: Deep Thoughts
Author: Zee
Disclaimer: Scream so loud, let it out...can't fight your liberty...
((NOTE)) ...I don't understand why I just, like, CAN'T update this goddamn story. I just keep forgetting. I'M SOOOORRRREEEEEE!!!!!!! I actually had most of this written, but I forgot to save this, and then my computer RANDOMLY turned off so...yes...HERE WE GO!
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...I am in ecstacy....
(Oooooh yeah....)
I mean...holy shit. He likes me. He actually likes me...
(You mean 'us' right?)
Yeahsurewhatever oh my fucking god, he really likes me...you know what, man?
(What?)
I'm going to be perfectly honest with him about my feelings from now on.
(GASP! BE STILL MY HEART!...wait, are you serious?)
Yeah! The second he walks through that door, after I get over my shock at how utterly gorgeous he is, I'll proclaim my love and ask him on a date!
(That...would be...so...damn...GREAT!!! But you're still so weak, man. I mean, you're not really in the right shape to take someone out on a date or for what follows...)
No! I won't mess this up like I did with the last guy! I'm going to do this whole "date the love of my life" thing right, which means no...random sex. Unless his absolute FUCKING AMAZING BEAUTY WHICH MAKES ME WANT TO CUM JUST THINKING ABOUT IT OH SWEET LORD JESUS makes me attack him.
(...you're not really in the right shape to take someone out on a date or for what follows)
Shut up! I'm--
"Hey John! You're awake!"
PIETRO!!
(PIETRO!!)
"PIETRO!!"
"Hey, Johnny! You sound better. Listen, I can't stay long, father has some errand he wants me to run, but I came to give you some soup. You like chicken noodle, right?"
"PiePie, if it's made by you, I love anything."
"Ooh...that's so sweet John. Here's a spoon. Hope you like it."
"Hey, could you, um...stay with me while I eat it? Just to, you know, talk?"
"Oh, John, I would love to, but I told you, father asked me to do something for him. I gotta go."
"Oh....um...can I have a goodbye kiss?"
(Oooh, frisky are we?)
Why...WHY IS HE LEAVING ME?! NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
(Calm down!...holy shit, did I just say that?)
Apparently.
"Um...all...right...."
Mmmmm.....
(Mmmmm....)
"Mmmmm....I love you Pietro...."
(Omifuckinggod, did you just SAY THAT OUT LOUD?!)
YES!! AND I MEAN IT!!
"John....I.....um....I....."
"Yes, Pietro?"
"I...gottagobye."
...that's it? I proclaim my love to you and all I get is a 'gottagobye' and a peck on the forehead? THAT'S ALL?!
(Maybe the whole...proclaim the love thing wasn't such a good idea. I mean, this whole thing is new to both of you and-)
STOP BEING SO RATIONAL! I WANT MY PIEPIE AND I WANT HIM NOW!! HE SHOULD COME TO MY ROOM IN A SEXY NURSE OUTFIT AND--
(Hey, Johnny-boy, wanna know something really cool?)
What?!
(If I go to sleep, so do you. Nighty night!)
Hey, wait, don't--
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DREAM...
John is lying in his bed, staring out the window as the soft moonlight shines gently in the room. John rolls over and sighs, staring longingly at the door. He desperately needs something...he just doesn't know what.
Suddenly, the door creeks open and a darkened figure stands in the doorway.
"Oh Johnny..." murmurs a silky voice with a seductive tone hidden within. "It's time for your check up..."
The figure slinks over and gently climbs onto the bed, straddling John. It's still too dark to see the figures face, but John can feel a naughty nurses uniform on the smooth hard body that must be male as he runs his left hand over his nurses ass. His other hand runs through the silky smooth hair, which is in a wing shape. But the head and the ass move down John's body, towards his abdomen, and it's all John can do from crying out.
"Pietro...Pietro..." he moans.
"Pietro? What the hell are you talking about ? Pyro...Pyro..."
"PYRO!"
"ARGH!!"
"Pyro, where you saying my sons name in your sleep?"
"Eh...noooo....?"
CRAP! Why the hell is Magnuts in my room?!
(CRAP! Why the hell was Magnuts in your poorly written dream?!)
...omigod, that was Magneto?
(Yeah!)
...ARGH!!!
"Good, that would have disturbed me to no end. How are you feeling, Pyro."
"Um....better?"
"Good. I'll be leaving the compound for a short time. I have some other...things to attend to elsewhere. Are you feeling alright?"
"Yes, sir, I'm feeling better..."
...why the hell is he leaning so close to me?
(...oh God...you don't think...?)
...no. That'd be too wrong.
"Excellent....while I'm gone....Pietro will be in charge so..."
"(-gasp!-)"
THAT-IS-MY-THROAT!
(HE'S CHOKING YOU!)
"...if you ever touch my son again, I swear to God you will never live to see the light of day, or a flame, again. Do we have an understanding?"
"(-cough-) Y-yes sir!"
"Good. Hope you feel better soon."
...is he gone?
(Yeah, I think so...)
....SHIT, FUCK, CRAP, BITCH, AND OTHER EXPLICIT WORDS!! IT'S NOT FAIR!!!! IT'S NOT FAIR!!!
(...I think I'm gonna cry now...)
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Zee: OOOOoooOOOOO SNAP! PLOT TWIST!!! MUAHAHAHAA!!!
hide-chu: That was probably one of the worst lemons I've ever seen...
Zee: IT WASN'T A LEMON! IT WASN'T EVEN CLOSE TO A LEMON!!
hide-chu: I bet you can't even write a lemon...
Zee: I CAN SO!!!...when I'm...not writing at one in the morning! SNAP!
hide-chu: yeah, but you're writing this ending note at noon the next day, so you could just go back and change it...
Zee: I'M LAZY!!
hide-chu: Yeah, you're really gonna become a 'great, world famous writer' with that attitude...
Zee: SHUT UP!! I'M STRESSED! I'M STARTING HIGH SCHOOL SOON AND I NEED A HAIR CUT!! LEAVE ME AAAALLLLOOOOOONNNNEEEE!!!!! (-goes into corner and cries-)
hide-chu: ....perfect attitude for a freshman. (-sighs. To you-) Please review. Sorry it took so long.
