Blairwitch: PYRO SIT!
Pyro: I AM NOT SOME DOG!
Blairwitch: SIT STAY OR I USE THE MUZZLE!
Pyro: You wouldn't pales and backs away
Blairwitch: Oh I would glares
Pyro: FINE! slams door
Blairwitch: Sorry about that. Pyro's in one of his moods. On with the story.
Chapter 4-Math
Pyro sat at the back of the class glaring at Bobby. He'd decided to sit at the class in case Pyro tried anything. Pyro was going to stop harassing him but Bobby had called him a loser in physics, and Pyro wasn't going to let it go unpunished.
Storm was at the board trying to teach the class standard deviation (A/N: I really hate that topic!) when there was a knock at the door. Cyclops came in to speak to her in private.
Pyro thought that this was too good an opportunity to miss. He looked around on his desk for anything that he would be able to use to get his revenge on the ice idiot. All he had was a pen, pencil, ruler and rubber. He was bout to give up but the ruler and the rubber gave him an idea.
Pyro looked over at the door to check that Storm was still gone and wasn't going to come in and ruin his plans. When he was satisfied he got out his lighter. (A/N: I think we all know what he's going to do!) He used his power to set the rubber alight and then he placed it on the ruler. He flicked the rubber at Bobby and it landed in his lap.
Pyro quickly put on his innocent face as Bobby stood up screaming. He was jumping around trying to put out the fire. He dropped to the floor and started to roll around, completely forgetting about his powers. Rogue ran up to Bobby and tried to put the fire out.
Storm rushed in when she heard the scream. She saw the Bobby jump up and Pyro trying not to laugh his head off. She quickly created a cloud over Bobby and made it rain. It put the fire out but Bobby glared at storm because he was now soaked.
"Thanks," he said darkly.
"John what did you do!" Storm yelled.
"I d-didn't d-d-do a-anything!" Pyro laughed.
"John I won't ask again!" warned Storm.
Pyro looked around the class as they mumbled to each other. Pyro groaned inwardly as he knew what was coming next.
"Class, who did this?"
Everyone turned around and pointed at Pyro.
"John! Out! Now!"
"Fine," he grumbled.
Pyro: What I got caught? But I NEVER get caught
Blairwitch: snickers you do now
Pyro: You're just a crappy author what would you know even a baby can write better stories than you!
Blairwitch: THAT DOES IT! MUZZLE TIME!
Pyro: runs away
Blairwitch: runs after him holding muzzle