Author's Note: Whoosh! I'm back. I'm so sorry. I was on vacation and school and... I'm a dumb ass... But since it's summer and I've got absolutely nothing to do, this should take up some priority... cough cough excuse for me not to clean my room cough... Anyways... Enjoy!

Chapter 26: It's All Just a Dream… Oh… Maybe Not…

Pietro got up and sped over to the door, laying his head on the floor to try to peek underneath the crack in the door. Kurt stepped on his head.

"That's disgusting, Pietro. Ve shouldn't vatch."

Pietro shoved Kurt's foot off and muttered, "Yeah, well maybe you aren't into her, but I'm not going to pass up an opportunity such as this."

Kurt rolled his eyes.

"If you're going to do it, you have to do it the right way.'

Pietro glances up.

"Oh yeah? How's that?"

"You teleport in there and vatch from the closet."

"You sound like you've done it before."

Kurt smiled.

"No, but I've alvays vanted to."

Pietro rolled his eyes and returned to watching the crack underneath the door.

"Oooooh. She's already dressed. Fuzz, you made me miss my favorite time of the day."

Kurt folded his arms across his chest.

"Oh yeah. And vhat time is that?"

"Show-and-tell," Pietro replied, looking up at him. Kurt wrinkled his nose in disgust and shuddered slightly. Pietro looked back under the door, his eyes widening, then he darted back to the bed just as the door creaked open. As Alara walked out, Pietro's jaw dropped. Kurt, who's back was facing Alara, turned and stared.

She walked into the room and looked down at what she wore. The shirt was a black, low cut, tank top with a sheer, forest green over-shirt. Her skirt was a short, green and black plaid schoolgirl uniform type skirt and with it, she had black fish net stockings and her knee-high combat boots. She had pulled her black hair back into pigtails and a small strand of hair was left, hanging in her face. She looked up to Kurt and Pietro and tilted her head while asking, "What do you think?"

All Pietro could do was nod. Kurt blinked and shook his head.

"Oh. It looks very… nice…"

Alara frowned and looked at Kurt.

"You aren't acting like it."

Kurt smiled.

"It's just startling. It's not your personality type to vear such things as this. It's actually very nice on you."

Alara smiled and looked at Pietro.

"Oh. Yeah," Pietro agreed, coming out of his temporary stupor. "It's very, very, very nice." Alara nodded and headed for the door. Kurt glared as Pietro emphasized the last very with a lustful sigh.

"Well, I've gotta get ready for school. I was gonna stop by that restraunt we passed yesterday on the bus for breakfast. You better hurry if you're comin."

She opened the door and started walking down the hallway, humming. Just then, Lance came out of his room, rubbing his eyes sleepily. He spotted Alara and his eyes widen.

"What the hell-?" he asked. "Am I still sleeping?"

"Good morning!" Alara exclaimed walking past.

Lance rubbed his eyes vigorously and looked again as she walked down the hall. Her skirt was quite short and her fish net stockings didn't do much to cover anything. The outfit was barely meeting standards for school. Lance shuddered.

"Okay. I'm awake, but I must be hallucinating."

Suddenly, Pietro sped past Lance and over to Alara. The wind caused Alara's skirt to flip up slightly. Lance's eyes widened then he turned away, turning slightly red.

"Okay. Okay. It's not," he muttered.

Just then, Kurt bamphed in front of his eyes, said a quick, "Oh. Hello Lance-y Boy," and bamphed over to where Alara was. Lance growled.

"What the hell was that all about?" he rumbled.

He ran into his room, changed quickly. They were just about to step out the door when Lance charged down the stairs and yelled, "HEY! Wait up!"

Alara and Pietro paused in the doorway, Kurt standing behind them. He walked up to them and in a flash, grabbed Pietro by the collar and lifted him up.

"YOU PLANNED THIS DIDN'T YOU?"

Pietro's eyes widened.

"Planned what?"

Lance growled.

"YOU HID HER IN YOUR BEDROOM."

Pietro smirked.

"Jealous?"

Lance's face turned red with fury.

"LET'S SEE HOW FAST YOU ARE AFTER I BREAK YOUR LEGS!"

Alara put a hand on Lance's shoulder. It felt as though electric shocks were flying through his body and he shuddered happily.