It had been 7 when she called that night. He had sped through his
homework, managed to fix the busted TV and even managed to get some food in
for them. Now that he and Dante were talking or at least he was talking to
Dante, Dante didn't talk much, he was quite bored. He wasn't about to go
over to the mansion and deal with Scott again. No way no how. But as
usual boredom brought bad thought. He had been thinking about his father
lately and that led to thoughts of his mother Rachel*. He was laying on
his bed just thinking about it when... RIIIIING. Thank god. Dante looked
over at him, his eyes saying 'Aren't you going to get it?' He rolled his
eyes.
"Hey, Quickie, it's for you." Tabby sang from the hallway. Pietro grinned at Dante and ran to get it.
"Who is it?" He asked Tabby, she shrugged and tossed the hand held at him. He caught it with ease and in his most charming voice, "Hello, Pietro here, what can I do for you?"
"Hey." Ah, it was Allana.
"What's up?" He asked.
"I'm grounded." She answered simply.
"What?"
"Yeah, can I come over." It wasn't really a question.
"How are you going to get out?"
"What kind of question is that?" She scoffed.
"Never mind, I forgot who I was talking to." Pietro smiled.
"Be there soon, out." And the line was dead.
"That was weird." Pietro muttered walking back into his bedroom.
"What was?" Dante asked not looking at him, rather at a sheet of drawing paper that looked a little too familiar.
"What are you looking at?"
"I asked first." Was Dante's answer. Pietro grew tired of this game and simply plucked the page out of his hand before he knew any different. "Hey!" Dante protested. Pietro smirked and looked at the page, it was the picture that Allana had drawn of Rogue.
"Hey, this is mine, where'd you find this?" Pietro demanded.
Dante shrugged, "Who was on the phone?"
Pietro grinned despite his growing annoyance, "Wouldn't you like to know?"
"Why does it matter?"
"You just want to know if it was Allana." Pietro teased.
Dante didn't even blink, this wasn't working anymore. "Was it?"
"Yeah, she's coming over."
"For what?"
Pietro shrugged, "Maybe she's coming to admit her undying love for you." Dante rolled his eyes.
Just then the doorbell rang. Pietro grinned again and headed downstairs. He got to it right before Lance did. "Quit that." Lance grumbled. Pietro ignored him and flung open the door to reveal Allana holding a backpack.
"Allana?" Lance asked.
"Don't ask."
"You're not..." Pietro started.
"No, I'm not leaving the X-Men, Maximoff. I need a night off." She grumbled walking over to the couch where Fred and Todd were sitting enjoying the newly fixed TV.
"Whatever you say." Lance shrugged going back to the kitchen. Pietro grabbed her bag before she could set it down.
"Not in the mood, Maximoff." She scowled.
"You're coming upstairs, my friend, you and I are going to talk." He said with his best disarming grin.
"Okay." She sighed defeated following him.
"Out." Pietro told Dante as he reached his room.
"Nope." Dante said from the bed with his eyes closed.
"Out." He said a bit louder.
"My room too." Dante said still not moving.
"Yeah and I have company so move." Allana came up behind Pietro and smiled as the two bickered.
"I'm tired, go somewhere else." Dante rolled over to face his wall.
Pietro let out a sigh and headed for the mysterious sheet that covered part of the wall, "If you don't get up, I'll show your little girlfriend your little friends." Pietro warned. Dante was up and out of bed faster than he could have done himself.
"I'm up." Dante muttered angrily before leaving the room and saying hi to Allana then stomped downstairs.
Pietro rolled his eyes and let Allana in. "Don't mind him, he's been moody lately."
"Right." Allana sat down on Dante's bed.
"So, why are you grounded."
"My evil twin went to my house and started something with Rogue and Scott and left me for the blame... I couldn't explain why it wasn't me so he grounded me."
"Oh, what happened to your fist." He asked lifting it for examining. It was bruised and swelling slightly.
"Ow, me and the wall got into a fight." She smiled weakly.
"Uh huh, so you really think she's back?"
"With out a doubt."
"I don't get it, why you?"
"I don't know, Pietro. You have about all the info I do."
"So how is the... you know?"
"Rogue was supposed to see my guy today... didn't go as planned as you can see."
"What's the plan?"
"First we need Rogue actually talking to us." Pietro nodded in agreement.
"This is a pleasant situation."
"Tell me about it."
"No motive, no plan..."
"One suspect though."
"Yes we do have that."
"But is that enough?" Pietro shrugged.
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J.C. Thomas is back with even more evilness and thanks to those who reviewed... you guys make my day.... So more to come soon... stay tuned.
Rachel* is the name I gave Pietro's mother... my out take on Pietro's life can be on Never Again, though a slightly inaccurate portrayal of Magneto, I like it anyway... consider it a companion to the Traps series.
"Hey, Quickie, it's for you." Tabby sang from the hallway. Pietro grinned at Dante and ran to get it.
"Who is it?" He asked Tabby, she shrugged and tossed the hand held at him. He caught it with ease and in his most charming voice, "Hello, Pietro here, what can I do for you?"
"Hey." Ah, it was Allana.
"What's up?" He asked.
"I'm grounded." She answered simply.
"What?"
"Yeah, can I come over." It wasn't really a question.
"How are you going to get out?"
"What kind of question is that?" She scoffed.
"Never mind, I forgot who I was talking to." Pietro smiled.
"Be there soon, out." And the line was dead.
"That was weird." Pietro muttered walking back into his bedroom.
"What was?" Dante asked not looking at him, rather at a sheet of drawing paper that looked a little too familiar.
"What are you looking at?"
"I asked first." Was Dante's answer. Pietro grew tired of this game and simply plucked the page out of his hand before he knew any different. "Hey!" Dante protested. Pietro smirked and looked at the page, it was the picture that Allana had drawn of Rogue.
"Hey, this is mine, where'd you find this?" Pietro demanded.
Dante shrugged, "Who was on the phone?"
Pietro grinned despite his growing annoyance, "Wouldn't you like to know?"
"Why does it matter?"
"You just want to know if it was Allana." Pietro teased.
Dante didn't even blink, this wasn't working anymore. "Was it?"
"Yeah, she's coming over."
"For what?"
Pietro shrugged, "Maybe she's coming to admit her undying love for you." Dante rolled his eyes.
Just then the doorbell rang. Pietro grinned again and headed downstairs. He got to it right before Lance did. "Quit that." Lance grumbled. Pietro ignored him and flung open the door to reveal Allana holding a backpack.
"Allana?" Lance asked.
"Don't ask."
"You're not..." Pietro started.
"No, I'm not leaving the X-Men, Maximoff. I need a night off." She grumbled walking over to the couch where Fred and Todd were sitting enjoying the newly fixed TV.
"Whatever you say." Lance shrugged going back to the kitchen. Pietro grabbed her bag before she could set it down.
"Not in the mood, Maximoff." She scowled.
"You're coming upstairs, my friend, you and I are going to talk." He said with his best disarming grin.
"Okay." She sighed defeated following him.
"Out." Pietro told Dante as he reached his room.
"Nope." Dante said from the bed with his eyes closed.
"Out." He said a bit louder.
"My room too." Dante said still not moving.
"Yeah and I have company so move." Allana came up behind Pietro and smiled as the two bickered.
"I'm tired, go somewhere else." Dante rolled over to face his wall.
Pietro let out a sigh and headed for the mysterious sheet that covered part of the wall, "If you don't get up, I'll show your little girlfriend your little friends." Pietro warned. Dante was up and out of bed faster than he could have done himself.
"I'm up." Dante muttered angrily before leaving the room and saying hi to Allana then stomped downstairs.
Pietro rolled his eyes and let Allana in. "Don't mind him, he's been moody lately."
"Right." Allana sat down on Dante's bed.
"So, why are you grounded."
"My evil twin went to my house and started something with Rogue and Scott and left me for the blame... I couldn't explain why it wasn't me so he grounded me."
"Oh, what happened to your fist." He asked lifting it for examining. It was bruised and swelling slightly.
"Ow, me and the wall got into a fight." She smiled weakly.
"Uh huh, so you really think she's back?"
"With out a doubt."
"I don't get it, why you?"
"I don't know, Pietro. You have about all the info I do."
"So how is the... you know?"
"Rogue was supposed to see my guy today... didn't go as planned as you can see."
"What's the plan?"
"First we need Rogue actually talking to us." Pietro nodded in agreement.
"This is a pleasant situation."
"Tell me about it."
"No motive, no plan..."
"One suspect though."
"Yes we do have that."
"But is that enough?" Pietro shrugged.
**************
J.C. Thomas is back with even more evilness and thanks to those who reviewed... you guys make my day.... So more to come soon... stay tuned.
Rachel* is the name I gave Pietro's mother... my out take on Pietro's life can be on Never Again, though a slightly inaccurate portrayal of Magneto, I like it anyway... consider it a companion to the Traps series.