'You need to find yourself a girl, or maybe the reason you
practice three hours a day is you found one, but you can't woo her?'
'I practice three hours a day, so when
I meet a pirate, I can kill him!'
- Captain Jack Sparrow & Will Turner, PotC
There stood Pietro Maximoff, former preppy smart ass now attired in dark clothing. His pants were no longer second skin jeans but were loose black material with straps cropping up every where, even in places where straps wouldn't be needed and rather improbable that he'd ever strap something onto that part of the pants. Large combat boots adorned his feet instead of sleek running shoes. A baggy Mansion tee shirt replaced his maroon tight-fit sweater. In his left ear were several shiny rings and studs. His right wrist was covered with gel bracelets, ranging in colors. His left wrist had a thick studded bracelet strapped on. Dark black nail polish covered over his normally pristine nails. A thin shadow hung over his lips, but there was no way that it was lipstick…right? The silver colored hair was his only untouched characteristic. Overall, there wasn't an ounce of preppy left in him in fact. Right now, all he did was ooze from the pores of goth.
Rogue stood there, flabbergasted. There was no way in hell this was the Pietro Maximoff she knew from the 'hood house. Maybe it was really just Mystique trying to mess with her head. No, not even she was this deranged. Of course when Rogue gave him a once over she couldn't find anything wrong with the new change, in fact it was quite an improvement in her book.
Pietro could feel her eyes appraising his looks and hoped he could pull this off and get her to go out with him. It was getting a little to rich for his blood, these clothes had cost a fortune and were so horribly designed for speed! He fidgeted, not use to the looseness of his clothing. Hopefully once Rogue said yes, which of course she would, he could revert back to his old style and still keep her. That way he would keep the money flowing from Spyke. Smiling at his own genius he turned and did a little shimmy with his hips.
"Sooo Roguey, see anything you like?" Having noticed her eyes being glued to his form he asked in a sultry tone, giving her The Eye.
At first Rogue had been shocked but now as she tried to come up with a comeback she found her mouth extremely dry. Flicking her tongue out she again attempted to wet her lips. Nothing. Damn. Her mind was a blank, normally she would have millions of snappy replies to the speedster but seeing him like that seemed to lower her IQ level ten points. It was appealing to see him in gothic garb, very appealing. Luckily, Rogue was saved from making a comment by her prince in frozen molecules.
"What brought around this change Maximoff?" Bobby sneered, crossing his arms across his chest and giving him a disapproving look. It was very reminiscent of Scott and Pietro was tempted to make a comment about him growing his own stick up his ass but if he were to win this bet, he couldn't actually have Rogue's few friends against him.
Doing another shimmy with his hips Pietro tried to unsuccessfully turn Rogue into putty. As didn't work she was provided with enough time to collect her wits.
"Whatever you want make it quick."
"What I want shouldn't be done quick." He said giving her a significant look.
"Don't make me gag. Ah'll repeat myself once more for you in small words. Why are you here, dressed like that?"
"To deliver a message to Pryde, perhaps you can show me to your room?"
"Scott will get the stick outta his ass fore that happens Speedy."
"As much as I'd like to wait for the apocalypse, I need to give Lance's kitty-kat her message Roguey."
"There is no way she's bringing you into the girls' dorm Maximoff so just get lost!" Bobby growled, he had been enjoying a moment with Rogue before. Then Quicksilver came over and now he was ruining it. For someone whose mutant power was speed he sure was taking his good old time about it.
"Go play with a white line Drake." Turning to Rogue, he continued, moving so he stood right next to her. "Now if you would lead the way?" He purred.
"Fhane but Ah better not find my underwear on ebay."
"Rogue are you serious?" Bobby asked.
"Chill Bobby, He'll give her the message and leave, right?" Rogue turned the last part to Quicksilver, growling the last word slightly.
"Ofcoursemysouthernbeauty."
"Ah ain't your nothing Quickie so get on with it."
As they made their way up the stairs Pietro began to sweat, Lance hadn't actually given him a message to give to Kitty. In fact, he was pretty certain that they were on the phone with one another. He'd only told Rogue that to prolong the conversation and figure out how to woo her. He swallowed loudly and began to go over any possible topic. There was no way that he was going to let Daniels win; he'd hold it over his head forever. Shouting out the first thing that came to mind Pietro hoped it didn't sound too cliché.
"So uh Rogue how has life as an X-geek been treating you?"
"Ah don't know, how's life as your daddy's lap dog treating you?"
She turned a frosty glare on him and he cringed as he realized the stupidity of the statement he just made. The rest of the journey was made in silence and Pietro failed to notice that at one part he was the one leading and not the other way around. Swiftly slowing his pace, he walked next to Rogue, hoping she didn't notice.
They arrived at the room and Rogue walked in, flopping down on her bed. Kitty was nowhere to be seen and Pietro glanced around before spotting the other bed and zooming over to it. Grabbing a piece of paper randomly from his pocket, it was a list of swear words he knew in different languages he'd made in while waiting for his ice cream cone. He shrugged placed it on the pillow, there was no way that she'd know what it meant anyways.
"Is that all or have you gotten anymore packages?"
"Just one more but I don't think Xavier would be so forgiving if I unloaded it here."
"You sick fuck get out." Ignoring her demand for his removal he tried to find out if she approved of his look, not that it really matter of course since he was simply doing this to beat Daniels and prove his superiority once more…right?
"So what do you think of the outfit?"
"Why do you suddenly care what anybody thinks?"
"I don't!" He replied defensively and realized too late how immature he sounded.
"Right, either way Ah've never been one of your groupies Maximoff so incase you have yet to realize, Ah don't care about you let alone your appearance."
"Ouch, you wound me." He replied, holding a hand over his heart and falling dramatically.
"Unless it's fatal Ah don't wanna hear about it."
Getting frustrated with his lack of progress and realizing that his time was limited here Quicksilver tried to think of a way to get a response out of the gothic girl. Switching over to her bed, he lay on his back and looked over at her as his greater weight forced her section of the bed to elevate and roll her towards him.
For a moment Rogue was put off by his new look, he was further exposed to her skin contact now. Without the long sleeves, it would be dangerous to be around Pietro. Giving him a longer look, she gazed at his transformation. It really was sudden, and Rogue wondered why he did change but instead of questioning, she just appreciated things for a change. Pietro fiddled with his gel bracelet, not noticing he was yet again being looked at. This time however Rogue had a much closer examination and found in stead of a dry mouth she faced quite the opposite problem. Pietro turned to her, breaking the spell as their eyes locked.
"Pietro unless you want drained get off my bed."
"How is this draining occurring?" Growling under her breath, Rogue got off the bed and stormed over to the door. Throwing it open she was about to tell Pietro to get his scrawny ass out of her room when Logan appeared in the doorway.
"You know the rules Stripes, no member of the opposite sex allowed in the dorms."
"But Logan—"
"Not buts, you know the rules and the punishments. You've got car washing duty tomorrow and an extra hour of Danger Room sessions tonight."
"That's not fai—"
"You'd like another hour?"
"What could we possibly be DOING in here Logan?"
"With Speedy over there I'm sure you two could think up something."
Rogue blushed bright red at the implications that not only she was *doing* things but that her instructor seemed to think she was doing them with Maximoff!
Pietro would have started to laugh but deciding to help Rogue, he tried to stop her punishment.
"Actuallyweweren'tdoinganythingWolvie." Logan growled at him and shot his claws out without a moments hesitation.
"I have yet to say what I'm gonna do to you if I ever find you in here again bub!"
Understanding the threat for what it was Pietro grimaced that would put a crimp in his plans. Getting up off the bed he sped over to where they stood by the door.
"Well you heardtheman. TillalaterdateRoguey." Taking her gloved hand, he placed a kiss on it and winked. Rogue jerked her hand back as if burned but he was gone in the blink of an eye, wiping her glove on her pants. Logan just raised an eyebrow and sauntered off.
'Why is my world so fucked up?' Shaking her head Rogue returned to her room to continue sleeping until dinnertime, trusting that Pietro had left the mansion and returned to the 'hood house.
Our little speedster was hardly back to the Brotherhood house, in all actuality he was just a floor up from Rogue. Grinning at Ororo, he answered her question.
"Dinner? It is short notice but I'd love to stay." Pietro gave her a winning smile and patted himself on the back. 'I am such a smooth operator. I don't get half the credit I deserve! An Oscar? I couldn't, well if you insist! I'd like to thank…well no one besides myself for my constant support and oblivious superiority to you all. Ahh I love myself. There should be two of me just so I can watch my gorgeous self!' Pietro looked at himself in the glass of the green house and frowned 'Is my lipstick smeared?'
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Next chapter will have the dinner scene. *cackles evilly* Review and I'll love you forever!
I got such a great response from the last chapter I made sure to post this one faster!
Crysala- hehe I have a lot of happy dances but my family always looks at me strangely when I do them…I wonder why? I'm glad someone liked the Freddy thing. At first I was going to have it be Wanda watching porn but I decided against it. The part with Amara and Rogue is that Rogue was thinking about Quicksilver…a lot, so much in fact that when Amara told her that someone was sitting her and to get off she thought that she said 'think about Maximoff' instead of 'someone is sitting her get off'. Sorry if it was confusing, I should have made it clearer!
HoneyBug17: Thanks! I'm glad that I'm keeping them realistic and humorous! *grin*
Kosumi- I know, most the time I just do them spur of the moment! *cackles evily* I love ending it on random notes! Glad you liked Bobby's character, I was afraid I might make it a bit too crude. *hears a whip crack and begins writing next chapter* Oy my poor lil hands!
Spontly- Well the boy did grow up on a farm so maybe he got a little too friendly with the horses… Eh anyways sorry for the cliffy but they're just so much fun to write!
Destiny Phoneix- Thanks!
DBZ punk chick- I'm glad you liked it!
The Rouge Thorn- Thankee! I hope I'm posting new chapters fast enough! *smile* lol
Sky Dancer Hawk- You made a good point, I think I'll leave his hair white! I think it goes better with his character anyway! *grins*
Later yo,
Icy