Piotr's temporary annoyance.
Also, if I offend anyone with this lady, my apologies. Kay? Kay.
Disclaimer for whole story: Me not own X-men:Evolution. Period. End of story.
"I'm Jennifer Respil." a woman smiled at poor, poor Piotr sitting across from her. He nodded at her. She shifted in her seat.
"Piotr Rasputin." he finally murmured softly.
"Now, I'm Jewish, so I don't really mind mutants." she said warmly, sitting back in her chair.
"Vhat does being Jevish have to do vith it?" Piotr finally asked softly.
"Well, since I'm Jewish, religion helps me not to discriminate." Jennifer stammered.
"If you vere not Jevish, you vould dislike us?" Piotr raised an eyebrow. The flustered therapist just smiled.
"Let's move on to a different subject. You know, since I'm Jewish, I like a big, strong man."
"Again, vhat does being Jevish have to do vith anything? And, my heart belongs to somevone else." Piotr subtely scooted his chair away.
"Who?" Jennifer spat.
"Katherine Pryde."
"The little X-girl? Well, I'm Jewish, so I won't hold a grudge."
"Vhy do you keep stating your religion?"
"W-what?"
"Your religion. You continue to state it, though I know now vhat it is."
"..." Jennifer blinked at him. Piotr stared at her intimidatingly.
"ARGH! HELP ME! SOMEONE! I PROMISE TO KEEP ME DIRTY THOUGHTS OUT OF WRITIN' EVEN! AH! I MEANT QUIT THINKIN' 'EM, MATE! HELP ME!" they heard John scream from the lobby/waiting room.
"Excuse me for a moment. I must assist my comrade." Piotr sighed, changing to metal form. He stalked out of the room. Jennifer peered from behind the corner, watching. John and Remy looked terrified out of their minds, both being bruised and scratched. John looked worse; he was cringing from Magneto's intimidating form.
"PIOTR! Mate, I knew you'd come to save us!" John sighed in relief.
"Magneto, perhaps you should stop." Piotr glanced at his boss. Magneto glared at him dangerously.
"Yeah, Magsy! That's probably not what you wanted to hear..." John groaned.
"Oui, y' shoul' stop. 'Specially since Remy didn' do anyt'in'." Remy smirked.
"You can alvays finish at the base, where there aren't as many vitnesses." Piotr finished. Both of his friends looked crestfallen.
"I will finish this now. You only have twenty minutes left anyway." Magneto glared. Piotr went back to the room. Jennifer, of course, had noticed this and was already back in there.
"So... I'm Jewish, and I won't pry. Let's talk."
"..." Piotr stared at her.
"..." she stared back. Ten minutes later, he was sitting, and listening to her life story.
"AND THEN HE DUMPED ME! DUMPED ME LIKE A SACK OF POTATOES! You know, just because I'm Jewish, doesn't mean I don't have emotions and feelings! He just broke my heart like there was no tomorrow!" she sobbed hysterically.
"I vonder vhy..." Piotr thought dryly.
"WHY ME? WHY COULDN'T HE HAVE AT LEAST DUMPED ME FOR A GIRL? BUT HE LEFT ME FOR A GUY!" Jennifer sobbed.
"Vhy do I have to listen to this?" Piotr wondered mentally.
"IF ONLY HE DIDN'T LEAVE ME!" she moaned.
"If only she vould be quiet." he thought.
"IT'S JUST NOT FAIR!" she cried.
"Neither is listening to this." Piotr thought miserably.
"I mean, I was a good girlfriend! I never cheated, I didn't ask for anything more than a weeklong cruise. WHY DID HE LEAVE ME?" Jennifer scowled through her tears.
"I vas a calm person. I never got too angry, I didn't try to hurt people vhen not necesary. Vhy do I have to listen to this?" Piotr thought sadly.
"Session's over." she sniffed, blowing her nose. "I hope I helped you." Piotr simply stood up and left the room. Entering the waiting room again, he glared at Magneto.
"I vill never do this again." With that, he began to read again. Remy scampered off to his session, leaving poor John at the mercy of Magneto.
Second chapter up. Yay? Anyway, thanks for reviewin' y'all. Now, I get to go out of town for the weekend, so no updates 'till next week. Sorry. I'll try to have the next chapter up by Wed. Oh, and Piotr was the hardest of the Acolytes. Now that he's down, it might get funnier. Or it might go down the drain.
After the Misfits, but before the adults, should I do the New Recruits?
Note: Magneto doesn't get therapy in this story. He gets it in the last installment of the therapy stories.
Review replies:
EE's Skysong: Glad ya liked it! Hehehe... Poor John. His friends keep abandonning him. He didn't mean to write that stuff about Wanda. Well... he didn't mean for it to be read...
Crash Slayer: It's a small world after all. It's a small world after all. It's a small world after all. it's a small, small world. EVERYBODY! I'm sure that helped get it out of your head. Nah, he had to listen to her whine about herself.
Realtfarraige: Well yeah. The Brotherhood is, like, miniature evil. the Acolytes are the real deal, baby. No idea where that came from. Yeah. John's gettin' it. And, yes, I think Remy just likes to make others seem more perverted than him. All the therapists are doomed.
Dis Chick Digs Da Fuzzy Dude: I just did part of it. My lame attempt. You know the accent. You may imagine! Yeah, Magsy's into messy. And John's room is the last place anyone would check for his diary, because he's insane. And he knows that, so he hid it there. But, Remy checked everywhere else and figured it would have to work. Sound believable?
swiftstar85: Thanks, I will.
Serpents Sphere: Oh, I'll let y'all know what he's doing in the next chapter. Hehehe...
