Disclaimer- I'm not even going to bother saying this anymore...
Author's Note- Slight warning here, but there are sexual references in this chapter. No, they don't have sex, and the mentions are very mild. Just organs and stuff. Just read to find out. Enjoy!
Chapter Six- McDonald's
Pietro had resorted to stalking. Ironic too, since it was he who had kept accusing Crystal that she was stalking him. Right now, it was the other way around. He wasn't that great of a stalker, since he only started two days ago, but he was getting the hang of it. If he was in Crystal's place, he would be generally creeped out, but since he's not and he didn't want her to see him, she didn't need to be creeped out. Which is fine, since he still had to go on a date with her.
He watched her from the gaps in the bookshelves inside of the college library. She was looking at a book, a green Eastsport backpack slung over her left shoulder. Man, was she hot. He averted his eyes from her.
Usually Pietro didn't stalk his dates, but Crystal was an exception. Usually between dates, he would go out with other people, which was exactly what he was doing but it wasn't as drastic as it was in high school. Maybe date two or three girls. Maybe four.
But seriously, she was hot.
Pietro went to look at her again. She was gone.
Oh my God, where'd she go?
Pietro stepped back from the bookcase and turned and almost let out a girly shriek but managed to hold it in.
Crystal was staring right at him, probably exactly a foot away from him. She was looking at him curiously, her head cocked to the side. Her cheek protruded slightly as she rolled her tongue around inside of her mouth.
Her mouth pulled to the side in a sort of satisfied smile when she stopped moving her tongue around. "What are you doing?" she asked in a sickeningly sweet tone.
"I-uh-uh," he struggled to find the right words, "Looking for a book. Stuff..." he reached blindly behind him on the bookshelf and grabbed one. He opened it to the middle page and faked a look of interest on his face. He stared at the page, not really seeing anything.
Crystal put most of her weight on her left foot and leaned forward a bit, reading the title.
"The Joy of Sex?" she asked him, quirking up an eyebrow. Pietro blinked a couple of times and inhaled sharply through his nose.
"Yes. Yes it is," he said stiffly. He closed it and put it back where it came from.
"Do you go to this university?" she asked him, smiling slightly in amusement.
"No. I-I-I'm just here to look at the library. Great selections on books," he grabbed another book off the shelf and began to read:
"A woman's cli-" he snapped the book shut immediately, staring straight ahead.
He inhaled and exhaled through his nose very sharply, "Apparently this whole section is about sex."
Crystal gave him a grin and nodded. "Do you enjoy that subject?"
"Ye-NO," his neck started to turn pink, the flush quickly spreading up to his ears.
Her grin grew larger and was even more amused. Gently, she took the book from his hands, opened it and began to read:
"A Woman's Body Parts and Organs by Madame Frebreasha." Pietro tried to grab the book away from her. Crystal only grinned more...evilly...and was turning around and walking away every time he tried to grab it.
"Crystal!" Pietro hissed, making a mad grab at it.
"Women have a few distinguishable body parts. There are the breasts, which feed the offspring after they are born, and the vagina, or clitoris..." She dodged Pietro again.
"Look, Pietro! They even have a picture of a naked woman! My, my, look how large her breasts are, do you think they're fake?" she asked him innocently and tried to show him the picture. Pietro jumped back and covered his face with his arms as if he was just blinded by a bright light.
"Crystal! Stop!" he begged.
"No, no, just tell me if you think they're fake," Crystal asked, shoving the book closer to Pietro's face.
Pietro moved his arm out of the way slightly and one bright cerulean blue eye peeked at the picture cautiously. He swallowed and screwed his eyes shut.
"Fakefakedefinatelyfake," he muttered in hyper speech, his voice higher than normal.
Crystal nodded in agreement. "Yes, yes I thought so."
She closed the book and placed it back on the shelf, "Well, that person wasn't a very good author anyways. She'd loose her readers from sentence three. Unless, they just look at the pictures and things."
"Want to go get some McDonalds or something? I just had my last class," she asked him.
He looked at her in surprise, then smiled slightly, "Sure. Sure, why not?"
*~*~*~*~*~*
"You eat *a lot*," Crystal said, as she watched him eat his fifth hamburger while she was halfway through her first. She took a sip of her strawberry shake, still watching him. Pietro had three shakes in front of him, a Coke, a box of twenty chicken nuggets, three large fries, and two cheeseburgers and a double cheeseburger. How much can this guy actually eat?
"You eat too slow," he retorted, stuffing the last of the hamburger in his mouth and then grabbing the double cheeseburger and unwrapping it, taking a large bite out of it. He grabbed his vanilla shake and drank about three- quarters of it in one sip.
Crystal looked away from him for a second to grab some of her fries. Stuffing a few into her mouth, she looked at him and nearly choked. There were two cheeseburger wrappings and a double cheeseburger wrappings that were not there five seconds ago. Pietro was just stuffing the last of his final cheeseburger into his mouth when she decided to comment.
"That's gross," she told him, "the way you eat. It's way too fast."
Pietro rolled his eyes, took a sip of the strawberry shake (the chocolate and vanilla were gone) and said, "At least I eat neat. You should meet Freddy, the food goes everywhere and he eats as much as me. More, actually."
Crystal watched him again as he set down the empty cup and attacked his third thing of fries. He was rather interesting to watch.
She finished her hamburger and started eating her fries again. He was now finishing his Coke, the fries finished.
"Want the rest of my fries?" she asked him, "I'm full."
His eyes widened. "You barely ate anything! You only had a hamburger!"
"You ate enough for five of us, Pietro," she retorted, shoving the box of fries in his hands.
He gave her a mock scowl as he finished her fries. They left (but not before Pietro bought an apple pie for the 'ride home') and Crystal pulled up to the boarding house he lived in.
She was rather surprised by how old and worn down it looked. Shutters were hanging off their hinges, paint was chipped off the door, windows were cracked and broken, and the lawn had innumerable weeds.
"Wanna come in for awhile?" he asked her as he opened his side of the door.
Crystal smiled, "Sure. Anybody home?"
"Uh," he gave a nervous look to the house. "Yeah, someone might be. Let's hope the impossible and pray that they went somewhere and are not sitting in front of the TV."
To Pietro's dismay (from what Crystal could see from his expression) the others were at home. The large man she saw at the store was sitting in front of the TV, eating something, and Crystal assumed he was Fred. She did not know the others though.
"Yo, Pietro!" a voice sounded from the stairway, and Crystal turned to see the frog-like man jump down the stairs frantically.
Pietro gave him an irritated look. "What?" he snapped.
"Tell your sister to chill out! She's tryin' to kill me again!" he begged, looking hastily over his shoulder for the Scarlet Witch.
"Todd, just give it up with Wanda. She doesn-" he stopped abruptly. "Are those my clothes?!"
"Yeah, you see," Todd laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck as Pietro's face and neck grew red, "You have such good tastes in clothes, I'd thought I'd, uh, borrow them to impress Wanda and stuff."
"Those. Are. My. Clothes." Pietro said slowly, which wasn't an easy feat for him.
"Yeah, but, you're a nice guy and stuff...sometimes. Maybe this one time," he gulped, "you could maybe let me borrow them?"
Pietro narrowed his eyes. "Excuse me, Crystal," he muttered and walked forward, grabbed Todd by the collar, and dragged him up the stairs.
"Pietro! Yo! What are you doin'? Oh, c'mon man!" Todd whined as he struggled from the speedster's grip.
Crystal felt vulnerable without somebody next to her. She looked around the house. It was filthy. A crash sounded from upstairs, and her head snapped up to look at the ceiling. Screams and curse words were muffled loudly. A door slammed shut.
Pietro then appeared next to her, as if by magic. She gasped at him in surprise.
"Sorry about that," he muttered. "Uh, maybe you should leave now. I'll see you Friday."
Crystal smiled and nodded and was just about to walk away when she heard a male voice shout:
"Son of a bitch! Toad! Put some fucking CLOTHES on!"
She swallowed, looked back at Pietro, who was staring intently at her and she smiled again, waved and left.
As she started to enter her car, she felt a slight tremor in the earth, as though an earthquake just occurred. She shook her head slightly and reversed.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Yay! Another chapter! Hoped you liked this one!
Caliente- I actually had to look up the word 'monogamous'. But yeah, he's not really a one-woman person. He doesn't consider him and Crystal an actual 'item'. But it will all change...just you wait. Thanks for your review!
InsaneBunneh- Actually, I didn't ignore you because you didn't review when I posted the other chapter. So THERE! *sticks out tongue* Oh? Nothing special on March 2? Of course, it's only my birthday...Don't worry though, I have plans on April 20th. Really important stuff that can't be ignored, you know. Hang out with my friends, go to fun places with my friends and not with you. Stuff like that. SPEAKING of birthdays, mine's coming up, and I need some floppy disks and I'm too lazy to go out and buy them. I guess I have to thank you for reviewing, don't I?
Also thanks for reviewing- closet geek, sPoOkZ13412, I Am The Anonymous Reviewer, Pauline L., la cour de belles fleurs, Wind Rider 2000, and zephyr.
Author's Note- Slight warning here, but there are sexual references in this chapter. No, they don't have sex, and the mentions are very mild. Just organs and stuff. Just read to find out. Enjoy!
Chapter Six- McDonald's
Pietro had resorted to stalking. Ironic too, since it was he who had kept accusing Crystal that she was stalking him. Right now, it was the other way around. He wasn't that great of a stalker, since he only started two days ago, but he was getting the hang of it. If he was in Crystal's place, he would be generally creeped out, but since he's not and he didn't want her to see him, she didn't need to be creeped out. Which is fine, since he still had to go on a date with her.
He watched her from the gaps in the bookshelves inside of the college library. She was looking at a book, a green Eastsport backpack slung over her left shoulder. Man, was she hot. He averted his eyes from her.
Usually Pietro didn't stalk his dates, but Crystal was an exception. Usually between dates, he would go out with other people, which was exactly what he was doing but it wasn't as drastic as it was in high school. Maybe date two or three girls. Maybe four.
But seriously, she was hot.
Pietro went to look at her again. She was gone.
Oh my God, where'd she go?
Pietro stepped back from the bookcase and turned and almost let out a girly shriek but managed to hold it in.
Crystal was staring right at him, probably exactly a foot away from him. She was looking at him curiously, her head cocked to the side. Her cheek protruded slightly as she rolled her tongue around inside of her mouth.
Her mouth pulled to the side in a sort of satisfied smile when she stopped moving her tongue around. "What are you doing?" she asked in a sickeningly sweet tone.
"I-uh-uh," he struggled to find the right words, "Looking for a book. Stuff..." he reached blindly behind him on the bookshelf and grabbed one. He opened it to the middle page and faked a look of interest on his face. He stared at the page, not really seeing anything.
Crystal put most of her weight on her left foot and leaned forward a bit, reading the title.
"The Joy of Sex?" she asked him, quirking up an eyebrow. Pietro blinked a couple of times and inhaled sharply through his nose.
"Yes. Yes it is," he said stiffly. He closed it and put it back where it came from.
"Do you go to this university?" she asked him, smiling slightly in amusement.
"No. I-I-I'm just here to look at the library. Great selections on books," he grabbed another book off the shelf and began to read:
"A woman's cli-" he snapped the book shut immediately, staring straight ahead.
He inhaled and exhaled through his nose very sharply, "Apparently this whole section is about sex."
Crystal gave him a grin and nodded. "Do you enjoy that subject?"
"Ye-NO," his neck started to turn pink, the flush quickly spreading up to his ears.
Her grin grew larger and was even more amused. Gently, she took the book from his hands, opened it and began to read:
"A Woman's Body Parts and Organs by Madame Frebreasha." Pietro tried to grab the book away from her. Crystal only grinned more...evilly...and was turning around and walking away every time he tried to grab it.
"Crystal!" Pietro hissed, making a mad grab at it.
"Women have a few distinguishable body parts. There are the breasts, which feed the offspring after they are born, and the vagina, or clitoris..." She dodged Pietro again.
"Look, Pietro! They even have a picture of a naked woman! My, my, look how large her breasts are, do you think they're fake?" she asked him innocently and tried to show him the picture. Pietro jumped back and covered his face with his arms as if he was just blinded by a bright light.
"Crystal! Stop!" he begged.
"No, no, just tell me if you think they're fake," Crystal asked, shoving the book closer to Pietro's face.
Pietro moved his arm out of the way slightly and one bright cerulean blue eye peeked at the picture cautiously. He swallowed and screwed his eyes shut.
"Fakefakedefinatelyfake," he muttered in hyper speech, his voice higher than normal.
Crystal nodded in agreement. "Yes, yes I thought so."
She closed the book and placed it back on the shelf, "Well, that person wasn't a very good author anyways. She'd loose her readers from sentence three. Unless, they just look at the pictures and things."
"Want to go get some McDonalds or something? I just had my last class," she asked him.
He looked at her in surprise, then smiled slightly, "Sure. Sure, why not?"
*~*~*~*~*~*
"You eat *a lot*," Crystal said, as she watched him eat his fifth hamburger while she was halfway through her first. She took a sip of her strawberry shake, still watching him. Pietro had three shakes in front of him, a Coke, a box of twenty chicken nuggets, three large fries, and two cheeseburgers and a double cheeseburger. How much can this guy actually eat?
"You eat too slow," he retorted, stuffing the last of the hamburger in his mouth and then grabbing the double cheeseburger and unwrapping it, taking a large bite out of it. He grabbed his vanilla shake and drank about three- quarters of it in one sip.
Crystal looked away from him for a second to grab some of her fries. Stuffing a few into her mouth, she looked at him and nearly choked. There were two cheeseburger wrappings and a double cheeseburger wrappings that were not there five seconds ago. Pietro was just stuffing the last of his final cheeseburger into his mouth when she decided to comment.
"That's gross," she told him, "the way you eat. It's way too fast."
Pietro rolled his eyes, took a sip of the strawberry shake (the chocolate and vanilla were gone) and said, "At least I eat neat. You should meet Freddy, the food goes everywhere and he eats as much as me. More, actually."
Crystal watched him again as he set down the empty cup and attacked his third thing of fries. He was rather interesting to watch.
She finished her hamburger and started eating her fries again. He was now finishing his Coke, the fries finished.
"Want the rest of my fries?" she asked him, "I'm full."
His eyes widened. "You barely ate anything! You only had a hamburger!"
"You ate enough for five of us, Pietro," she retorted, shoving the box of fries in his hands.
He gave her a mock scowl as he finished her fries. They left (but not before Pietro bought an apple pie for the 'ride home') and Crystal pulled up to the boarding house he lived in.
She was rather surprised by how old and worn down it looked. Shutters were hanging off their hinges, paint was chipped off the door, windows were cracked and broken, and the lawn had innumerable weeds.
"Wanna come in for awhile?" he asked her as he opened his side of the door.
Crystal smiled, "Sure. Anybody home?"
"Uh," he gave a nervous look to the house. "Yeah, someone might be. Let's hope the impossible and pray that they went somewhere and are not sitting in front of the TV."
To Pietro's dismay (from what Crystal could see from his expression) the others were at home. The large man she saw at the store was sitting in front of the TV, eating something, and Crystal assumed he was Fred. She did not know the others though.
"Yo, Pietro!" a voice sounded from the stairway, and Crystal turned to see the frog-like man jump down the stairs frantically.
Pietro gave him an irritated look. "What?" he snapped.
"Tell your sister to chill out! She's tryin' to kill me again!" he begged, looking hastily over his shoulder for the Scarlet Witch.
"Todd, just give it up with Wanda. She doesn-" he stopped abruptly. "Are those my clothes?!"
"Yeah, you see," Todd laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck as Pietro's face and neck grew red, "You have such good tastes in clothes, I'd thought I'd, uh, borrow them to impress Wanda and stuff."
"Those. Are. My. Clothes." Pietro said slowly, which wasn't an easy feat for him.
"Yeah, but, you're a nice guy and stuff...sometimes. Maybe this one time," he gulped, "you could maybe let me borrow them?"
Pietro narrowed his eyes. "Excuse me, Crystal," he muttered and walked forward, grabbed Todd by the collar, and dragged him up the stairs.
"Pietro! Yo! What are you doin'? Oh, c'mon man!" Todd whined as he struggled from the speedster's grip.
Crystal felt vulnerable without somebody next to her. She looked around the house. It was filthy. A crash sounded from upstairs, and her head snapped up to look at the ceiling. Screams and curse words were muffled loudly. A door slammed shut.
Pietro then appeared next to her, as if by magic. She gasped at him in surprise.
"Sorry about that," he muttered. "Uh, maybe you should leave now. I'll see you Friday."
Crystal smiled and nodded and was just about to walk away when she heard a male voice shout:
"Son of a bitch! Toad! Put some fucking CLOTHES on!"
She swallowed, looked back at Pietro, who was staring intently at her and she smiled again, waved and left.
As she started to enter her car, she felt a slight tremor in the earth, as though an earthquake just occurred. She shook her head slightly and reversed.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Yay! Another chapter! Hoped you liked this one!
Caliente- I actually had to look up the word 'monogamous'. But yeah, he's not really a one-woman person. He doesn't consider him and Crystal an actual 'item'. But it will all change...just you wait. Thanks for your review!
InsaneBunneh- Actually, I didn't ignore you because you didn't review when I posted the other chapter. So THERE! *sticks out tongue* Oh? Nothing special on March 2? Of course, it's only my birthday...Don't worry though, I have plans on April 20th. Really important stuff that can't be ignored, you know. Hang out with my friends, go to fun places with my friends and not with you. Stuff like that. SPEAKING of birthdays, mine's coming up, and I need some floppy disks and I'm too lazy to go out and buy them. I guess I have to thank you for reviewing, don't I?
Also thanks for reviewing- closet geek, sPoOkZ13412, I Am The Anonymous Reviewer, Pauline L., la cour de belles fleurs, Wind Rider 2000, and zephyr.
