Copy-Cats

"'Real women don't have hot flashes, they have power surges.'"

"Too true, Tabby," Pietro agreed.

Glaring at her boyfriend, Tabby said, "This isn't funny, Pietro."

"No, it isn't," he agreed amicably. "But unlike the shirt I got, yours isn't insulting, either."

Giving the hot pink T-shirt in her hands a measuring look, Tabby sighed and dropped it on the table. "You're right," she admitted.

"But that doesn't mean you can't get someone back," he pointed out. "After all, it's only fair."

"True…" Tabitha agreed, fire lighting her blue eyes. "Now all I have to do is pick a target."

"Go after someone who hasn't been hit yet," was Pietro's advice. "No one should be safe from this insult war."

"Who's been hit so far?" Tabby asked, dropping down next to him on the bed.

"Well, let's see…" Pietro said, zipping across the room. When he came back to the bed moments later he held a pad of paper and a pen in his hands. "Me and Fuzzball got together and pranked the whole mansion."

"Let's just disregard that, because if we don't, then everybody will have already been hit," Tabby suggested.

"Cool," Pietro agreed. "Okay, so Jean got me, and then Freddie got Rogue, who got him back." He quickly wrote down a list of people who had been hit, listing himself, Freddie, and Rogue.

"And then Pyro went after Lance," Tabby added.

Pietro wrote down Avalanche's name, adding, "And me and Lancelot went after Drake, who went after Todd, who went after Logan…"

"And man, I can't believe frog-boy got away with it," Tabby interjected.

"Me neither," Pietro agreed, writing down Bobby, Todd and Logan's names. "Anyway, then Logan went after Jamie…"

"Jamie?" Tabby asked, nose wrinkling in confusion.

"Jamie Madrox, AKA Multiple Man, the kid who can make copies of himself," Pietro told her.

"Oh…"

"And then someone went after you, and we don't know who it was," Pietro finished.

"It was probably the Jamie kid," Tabby stated.

"Probably, but we don't know for sure," Pietro said.

Tabby shook her head, blonde curls flying. "Doesn't matter; I know just who I want to hit."

"Oh, yeah?" Pietro asked excitedly.

"It might not be fair to go after the Copy-Kid just on circumstantial evidence, but I know who I can hit that'll really make him steam," she said, cackling slightly.

Pietro smiled; his girlfriend was so sexy when she was plotting.