I am so sorry this chapter took so long to be updated. I had writers block for it :( I hope you enjoy this chapter
Dislcaimer: I do not own any of these characters in this story. If I did, I would make it so they would all stop dying in the comics, but that doesn't look like it will be happening anytime soon.
Toad-Storm knocked on the door to Wanda-Pietro's room. When he did not hear any response, he walked in anyways. "Oh-uh, sorry, yo. Didn't know anyone was in here." Toad apologized when he saw Wanda-Pietro standing in front of the mirror.
"Get out!" Wanda-Pietro growled as she turned to Toad-Storm and threw a book at him.
"Sorry, I just wanted to-" Toad apologized again as the book hit the wall next to him, barely missing his head. "Ekk." He squeaked in Storm's voice as he shut the door as fast as he could. "Phew, that was close." He sighed as he walked down the hall, passing John-Wanda along the way.
"What's up, mate? You looked like someone was about ta kill ya." John commented.
"Whatever you do, don't piss off Wanda. She is in a real bad mood right now. I don't think she would want to see you, especially while looking like that." Toad-Storm whispered, looking Wanda's body up and down.
"Nah, the sheila's always happy ta see me. No matter what shape or form I'm in." John-Wanda stated as he made Wanda's smile cheerfully.
"Good luck, don't want to be in your shoes when she kills ya, yo." Toad-Storm said as he walked to his room.
Pyro-Wanda shrugged the thought off and walked into the room Wanda was staying in. Wanda-Pietro glared at the intruder and all of her anger disappeared as soon as she saw her body.
"Oh my god, I think I'm going to be sick." Wanda raised Pietro's hand to his mouth as she felt a bit queasy.
"What? You don't like? This is cute. It makes me wish I was born a girl." John-Wanda told her as he spun Wanda around in a pink dress that went down to her knees. She was wearing pink flowered sandals, with pink nail polish on her fingers, as well as her hair up in pigtails.
"John, I am so close to killing you right now it's not even funny." Wanda-Pietro growled. There was no way she was going to let her image get ruined by him. She was known for wearing dark clothing and acting tough.
"Aw, comes on." John-Wanda pouted, but seeing the glaze look in Pietro's eyes told him that he better do as she asked. "Alright, I'll do it. But only if ya agree ta take a walk with me around the mansion. Ya haven't been outta here in a long time."John-Wanda said to her.
"Fine, just get that stuff off now." She said in a low voice as he scurried out of the door. "Why did I get stuck with them? Maybe I should join another team or something." She whispered to herself as she walked out into the hallway and waited outside John's door.
A few minutes later, John-Wanda reemerged from the bedroom, wearing Wanda's normal attire and had her hair out of pigtails. "This better?" John asked her.
"Much better, let's just walk around and get this over with. This is so disgusting being trapped in my brothers body, I swear there is no therapist in the world that can help me get over this." Wanda-Pietro sighed as they went down the stairs.
"Well, I could always help you. I'd do anything for you." John-Wanda smiled as he turned to look at Pietro's face and then turned back. "Well, once you are back to being you. This is a bit disturbin' right now. I don't swing the other way." He told her as they entered the downstairs. They found Lance sitting on the couch, hugging Pietro-Kitty. As soon as he saw his sister and friend walk into the room, Pietro began to mouth to them 'get him away from me.'
"Um, what is going on?" Wanda-Pietro asked as her and John walked closer to the 'couple.' Lance sniffed a few times before he turned his head to look at the person speaking to him. In his hand he held a letter.
"I just found out my life is a lie." He cried as he went back into Pietro-Kitty's shoulder, who did not look pleased.
"What do ya mean by that, mate?" John-Wanda asked as Wanda-Pietro sat down on the other side of him.
Lance covered his eyes to hide the sad look. "I just got this letter from my parents, they adopted me and renamed me. Apparently, my name is not Lance Alvers. It's Dominic Janos Petros. This whole time I've been going by Lance. I could have been someone else?" He began to hold Pietro-Kitty close to him.
"Um, no you wouldn't. It's just a name." Wanda-Pietro stated as she got up from the couch as went to John's side.
"But if I grew up with my real parents, my life might have been different. From now on, I no longer want to be called Lance. My name is Dominic!" He declared as he stood up from the couch. He looked down at Pietro-Kitty and pulled her up as well. "And together-" He began to say, but Pietro had had enough of this.
"-That-is-it! I-don't-give-a-damn! Here's-a-idea-go-find-the-real-Kitty-and-tell-her-all-of-this-instead!" Pietro-Kitty yelled as he squirmed out of Lance's hold, until he was free.
"I always though you and Lan-" Wanda-Pietro was about to say.
"It's Dominic!" Lance shot at her.
"Whatever you are calling yourself. You've lived your life as Lance and that is what people think your name is."Wanda-Pietro growled. "Come on, John. Let's go somewhere else." Wanda told John as they left the living room.
They could hear the front door open and Lance going to greet the person. "Kitty, there you are. I almost forgot you had gotten switched into another body. I got something to talk to you about, then we can go make out." He called. Seconds later there was a loud growl and an SNIKT sound.
"Guess someone forgot to tell Lance that Kitty got switched into another body." Wanda-Pietro smirked.
"And guessin' Wolverine is back." John-Wanda chuckled. They both passed by the Rec. Room, and then stopped.
"And-one-and-two-and-three-and-four-and-" Came from within the room. John walked in to find Jean-Blob in front of the television exercising.
"Wow, where's the camera? We'll never see this again." John whispered to Wanda.
"Do you guys mind keeping it down? I have to keep up with the video. Otherwise, I'll be behind." Jean told them as she continued to exercise Blob's body.
"Why? Part of Blob's mutation is him being that big." Wanda commented to Jean-Blob, who only shook her head as she had Blob go down to touch his toes.
"No, it isn't. He needs to exercise, if he did, he would be thin." She responded.
"Okay, well good luck with that. Though, you're not going to have any luck" John whispered as he and Wanda left the room as quickly as possible.
"I can see why Summer is dating her." Wanda-Pietro whispered to John, who smirked.
"Can you see yourself dating me?" John asked her slyly as they walked to the kitchen.
"Maybe." She whispered to him. "If we ever get back to our original bodies and hunt down that asshole that caused us to be in these bodies in the first place. I swear, once I find him, no one will recognize his body." She vowed.
"Sure thing, my sheila. Though, you've said that a lot of times." He told her as they entered the kitchen. "Now isn't that the most handsomest mate ya ever laid eyes on?"
"Don't flatter yourself." Rogue-John scowled as she bit into her sandwich. Sitting across from her was Kitty-Remy, who was eating a salad.
"Like, how are you guys doing?" Kitty asked the two.
"Been better." Wanda-Pietro answered as she went to the fridge to find something to eat. John-Wanda took a seat next to Rogue-John.
"How have you two sheila's been doing?" John asked them.
"Oh my god, I've been doing great. I mean, Logan is a great guy and I have a lot of respect for him, but being trapped in his body was totally creepy. Now I'm in Gambit's body." She began to giggle. Rogue-John raised an eyebrow at her friend.
"What's so funny?" Rogue asked.
"Well, you've been in his body before. You should know. I found the tattoo on his-"Kitty-Remy was about to say when Rogue stopped her.
"-Kitty!" Rogue-John shouted at her friend. "We don't need ta hear that." She told her friend as she drank some milk.
"Fine. You're such a party pooper." Kitty-Remy huffed as she hopped off the stool and went over to the sink to wash her bowl.
"I DON'T WANT TO HEAR YOUR EXCUSES! YOU SHOULD HAVE PUT SUN BLOCK ON!" All four of the mutants heard the shout from the garage. Seconds later, Remy-Scott walked in through the door with an angry Scott-Toad right behind him.
"I took a nap on accident. Besides, I thought de area was shaded. I did what y' wanted and took y'r brother to de beach." Remy-Scott stopped for a second. "Which, also, I don' know how you can stand all de 'bro's, dude's', and de surfer talk. Y' almost came close to losin' y'r brother if I had to spend another hour with him." Remy growled.
"He did get into the cab safely, right?" Scott-Toad questioned on.
"Oui, he said he have no problem with dat and told moi to leave." Remy-Scott answered with a sigh. "Merci Dieu, dat is over.' He thanked silently.
"Have fun?" Kitty-Remy asked as she tried to keep herself from laughing at the sun burn on Scott's face. Before he could answer, Kurt bamfed into the room.
"Ve have a problem. Rogue or Blob is missing. I vent to check on him and ze window was open. I zink he was taken." Kurt told the group.
"Maybe he went for a walk?" Scott suggested.
"Than why would he go out the window?" Rogue asked him.
"Who would have taken him?" Wanda asked as Scott walked past her and headed for the War Room, he would have to call everyone there to discuss what might of happened to the missing person.
"Bella." Remy-Scott growled.
End of Chapter 7
I once again apologize for this chapter being so late, and short :( I think I am running out of ideas for this fic.
Special Thanks to: Loneraven, Nettlez, sakura5tar, Claudia, Nercia Gensis, Coletterby, and Brandy Lebeau. Thank you guys so much for taking your time to review the last chapter and tell me what you thought of it. (Hugs you all) once again, thank you :)