AN: Hey! Ok this is gonna be a fun chapter. Hehehe. I normally don't do
humor so tell me if its any good.
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Pyro skipped down the stairs, a little for comfident that the X-Men wouldn't kill him, at least for now. Running into the large dinning area he saw about twenty eyes glaring at him. He coughed. "Sorry I'm late. I had trouble with the shower." Bobby snorted. "The right knob is hot the left knob is cold."
Xavier rolled his eyes and motioned to Bobby to shut it, as Pyro looked like he would go all manic on them. "Please sit down John. Theres a empty seat next to Amara." Hearing this Amara sighed heavily attempting to move her chair as far away as she could from the Aussie.
He sat down and smiled. "What's the matter love? I don't bite. Hard." Amara just stuck out her tongue and took a drink from her cup. Pyro smiled; annoying people was something he was best at. And the only thing he was good at according to Magneto.
Shaking off these angsty memories he dug in. Then he noticed everyone was watching him. "Um, its not going anywhere..." Jean said, taking small bites from her steak. Pyro blushed the color of his red hair and ducked his head, embarassed.
"Oh yeah. Sorry, just forgot to eat breakfast is all." Ok, so that wasn't the whole truth. He hadn't eating breakfast in probably three day, which added to his hunger. Suddenly his steak eurpted in flames, causing Amara to jump. Pyro looked around, smiling. "Sorry 'bout that. I like mine well done."
Amara rolled her eyes and proceded to eat her steak. "Yo, Wolvie can you pass me the rolls?" He asked innocently. A smile plastered on his face. He saw Logan's hands bawl into a fist and hear a small snarl in the back of his throat. He received a sharp look from Xavier, causing John to snicker. Wolverine skewered one of the rolls with his deadly claws, walked over to John and set it on his plate; his claws shining dangerously in the light.
"Would you like any butter?" He growled, looking John in the eye, daring him to say yes. "Um, no thanks. I think you about covered it, mate." Logan smiled and sat back down. Everyone had hushed, but now went back to their conversations.
John sighed. Yesh, these people where up tight. When he thought no one was looking, he stuffed the roll in his pocket. He saw Remy staring at him, glearing at him questionly. Pyro just shrugged in silent response.
Suddenly, just to spite him, John threw a spoonful of peas at the boy named Bobby who had teased him earlier. "Hey!" Bobby exclaimed as the peas hit him in the face. "Now students..." Began Xavier but was cut off as Bobby retaliated by throwing a spoonful of mashpotatos back at him. "Gross! At least I threw something solid!" Cried John, wiping the potatos out of his red mop of hair.
Before any of them knew what has happening, food was flying everywhere. Mash potatos, green beans and hunks of steak and gravy flew in every direction. Jean managed to keep most of herself clean while creating a telekinetic bubble. As the food started flying, Xavier and Logan simply left. There was no way they would get into this.
"Food fight!" Someone yelled, stating the obvious. "Like ew! I've got gravy in my hair!" Phasing out Kitty ran through the wall and out of the room. Pyro laughed as Amara got whacked in the face with gravy. Until of course she threw some mash potatos in his hair, rubbing the greasy mess into his hair. He screamed like a girl. "Ok now that was personal!" ***
Rogue was just about to throw a handful of greenbeans, until her hand came in contact with Remy's bare arm. She felt the familiar tingling feeling as she absorbed him, she heard someone scream. Was it her? Was it him?
She felt herself let go and fall over, overwhelmed by the wave of memories, hopes and fears of the cajun. Someone was shaking her shoulder, trying to wake her, but she was too busy trying to figure out the memories of the cajun and herself. She finally opened one eye to see Scott and Jean looking down at her worriedly.
"Remy? You alright mate?" She heard, causing her too look up. Remy was lying in the middle of the room, curled up and shaking slightly. "Is he ok?" She rasped, trying not to let them know how concerned she really was.
"Yeah Rogue, he's gonna be fine. Just a little aftershock." Rogue nodded, then passed out.
TBC
Spoiler for next chapter: Magneto comes to visit, Remy wakes up and Pyro tries to ask Amara on a date. He tries at least!
Replies:
ishandahalf: You guessed right! Pryo and eating utensils... not a good combo! lol Romy rocks! chibidrummergirl: Pyro enduced disasters are always fun to write! Thanks for reviewing! GambitFan: Thanks for the review! Hope you enjoyed! Michelle: Thanks for the suggestion! I've always loved Amyro. Totally gonna be some Amyro fluffiness!
Disclaimer: I don't own. Marvel does. *sniffles*
Pyro skipped down the stairs, a little for comfident that the X-Men wouldn't kill him, at least for now. Running into the large dinning area he saw about twenty eyes glaring at him. He coughed. "Sorry I'm late. I had trouble with the shower." Bobby snorted. "The right knob is hot the left knob is cold."
Xavier rolled his eyes and motioned to Bobby to shut it, as Pyro looked like he would go all manic on them. "Please sit down John. Theres a empty seat next to Amara." Hearing this Amara sighed heavily attempting to move her chair as far away as she could from the Aussie.
He sat down and smiled. "What's the matter love? I don't bite. Hard." Amara just stuck out her tongue and took a drink from her cup. Pyro smiled; annoying people was something he was best at. And the only thing he was good at according to Magneto.
Shaking off these angsty memories he dug in. Then he noticed everyone was watching him. "Um, its not going anywhere..." Jean said, taking small bites from her steak. Pyro blushed the color of his red hair and ducked his head, embarassed.
"Oh yeah. Sorry, just forgot to eat breakfast is all." Ok, so that wasn't the whole truth. He hadn't eating breakfast in probably three day, which added to his hunger. Suddenly his steak eurpted in flames, causing Amara to jump. Pyro looked around, smiling. "Sorry 'bout that. I like mine well done."
Amara rolled her eyes and proceded to eat her steak. "Yo, Wolvie can you pass me the rolls?" He asked innocently. A smile plastered on his face. He saw Logan's hands bawl into a fist and hear a small snarl in the back of his throat. He received a sharp look from Xavier, causing John to snicker. Wolverine skewered one of the rolls with his deadly claws, walked over to John and set it on his plate; his claws shining dangerously in the light.
"Would you like any butter?" He growled, looking John in the eye, daring him to say yes. "Um, no thanks. I think you about covered it, mate." Logan smiled and sat back down. Everyone had hushed, but now went back to their conversations.
John sighed. Yesh, these people where up tight. When he thought no one was looking, he stuffed the roll in his pocket. He saw Remy staring at him, glearing at him questionly. Pyro just shrugged in silent response.
Suddenly, just to spite him, John threw a spoonful of peas at the boy named Bobby who had teased him earlier. "Hey!" Bobby exclaimed as the peas hit him in the face. "Now students..." Began Xavier but was cut off as Bobby retaliated by throwing a spoonful of mashpotatos back at him. "Gross! At least I threw something solid!" Cried John, wiping the potatos out of his red mop of hair.
Before any of them knew what has happening, food was flying everywhere. Mash potatos, green beans and hunks of steak and gravy flew in every direction. Jean managed to keep most of herself clean while creating a telekinetic bubble. As the food started flying, Xavier and Logan simply left. There was no way they would get into this.
"Food fight!" Someone yelled, stating the obvious. "Like ew! I've got gravy in my hair!" Phasing out Kitty ran through the wall and out of the room. Pyro laughed as Amara got whacked in the face with gravy. Until of course she threw some mash potatos in his hair, rubbing the greasy mess into his hair. He screamed like a girl. "Ok now that was personal!" ***
Rogue was just about to throw a handful of greenbeans, until her hand came in contact with Remy's bare arm. She felt the familiar tingling feeling as she absorbed him, she heard someone scream. Was it her? Was it him?
She felt herself let go and fall over, overwhelmed by the wave of memories, hopes and fears of the cajun. Someone was shaking her shoulder, trying to wake her, but she was too busy trying to figure out the memories of the cajun and herself. She finally opened one eye to see Scott and Jean looking down at her worriedly.
"Remy? You alright mate?" She heard, causing her too look up. Remy was lying in the middle of the room, curled up and shaking slightly. "Is he ok?" She rasped, trying not to let them know how concerned she really was.
"Yeah Rogue, he's gonna be fine. Just a little aftershock." Rogue nodded, then passed out.
TBC
Spoiler for next chapter: Magneto comes to visit, Remy wakes up and Pyro tries to ask Amara on a date. He tries at least!
Replies:
ishandahalf: You guessed right! Pryo and eating utensils... not a good combo! lol Romy rocks! chibidrummergirl: Pyro enduced disasters are always fun to write! Thanks for reviewing! GambitFan: Thanks for the review! Hope you enjoyed! Michelle: Thanks for the suggestion! I've always loved Amyro. Totally gonna be some Amyro fluffiness!
