-Girl's hallway-

St. John staggered through the hallway, "When'd this hall get so long?" He put his hand against the wall to steady himself, "When did the carpet get so clean?" He opened the door and luckily for him it was the bathroom. He lifted the lid on the toilet and unzipped his pants, "When did the bathroom get pink? Whoih does it feel like oih fell down a floihgt of stairs" He began peeing and noticed someone was in the shower. He sniffed the air, "Smells good, got a date tonight Pietro?"

The shower curtain opened, "Dear mother of Elvis."

St. John looked over, "What's wrong mate?" He was suddenly shocked, "You're not Pietro, his rack isn't that big, or pierced."

Jean ripped the shower curtain down and wrapped it around her body, "What are you doing in here?"

St. John smirked, "Jus' wanted to see the nipple rings Red, loike you wrote in your diary, and by the way they're noice." He held up both thumbs. He zipped up his pants then suddenly became serious, "Now what are you doin' in moih house and what did you do to the bathroom?"

Jean blushed a bright red, "That is none of your business, and your in the institute. Now get out!" she telekinetically pushed him out of the door and slammed it shut.

St. John slammed against the opposite door, "Coulda at least let me wash moih hands!" as he finished his sentence he found himself falling backwards.

He looked up to a tan brunette girl, "You're already here?"

St. John looked up into her brown eyes, "Hoih… how did oih get here Sheila?"

Amara helped him to his feet, "The Professor and Mr. Lehnsherr went to recruit you."

St. John exploded, "Those backstabbin' bushwackers sold me to the X-Men while oih was takin' moih nap!"

Amara began to giggle, "They didn't sell you, and they're here too. Maybe I could help you find them." She smiled at him and blushed a little.

St. John calmed down and smiled at her, "Hold that thought Sheila." He walked back into the bathroom and was sent flying back out several seconds later. He got back up and showed her his hands, "Had to wash moih hands."

Amara giggled at his cleanliness, and looped her arms through his, "Where do you think they could be?"

St. John appeared deep in though, "Lance's with Kitty, Todd's in the pool, Freddy's in the kitchen, Pietro's hittin' on anything female, and Wanda's in her room. By the way Sheila what's your name?" He smiled down at her.

"Amara," she answered meekly.

He nodded, "'Mara? That mean you're the fire Sheila?"

She smiled at him and summoned a fireball in her right hand, "Uh huh."

St. John smirked, "Guess that makes us the perfect match." He nodded towards the fire, and she was shocked to see it had morphed into a fiery rose.

Amara blushed, "If Wanda's in her room she's probably in one of the rooms down the hall." She pulled St. John as she walked.

He looked around as they walked down the hall, "Where do ya think moih room is 'Mara?"

She looked deep in thought, "Probably at the end of the boys hall. You might have to share a room with one of your teammates."

He nodded, "Hope it's with Lance."

Amara's face showed confusion, "Why is that?"

He appeared to be deep in thought, "Freddy eats, Todd smells, and Pietro is an egomaniac."

Amara giggled, "You know they say you're insane."

He smirked at her, "Really? What do you think?"

Amara blushed, "I think that's Wanda's room."

They began to approach an open door where an argument could be heard.

"I still can't believe you sleep with that bear," Wanda laughed at her brother.

"Shut up, at least I still don't wet the bed," Pietro whispered back at her.

Luckily Amara and St. John could not hear the whisper. They finally got to the door and peered inside just as Wanda lunged at Pietro, "You die now!"

The twins rolled around on the floor entirely oblivious to their guests.

Amara looked on in shock, "Shouldn't we do something about this?"

St. John looked on in amusement, "Neh. She'll stop after she gets tiohred."

Pietro broke free of his sister's death grip, "You promised not to tell!"

Pietro sped behind Amara and St. John, "I didn't tell anybody about it."

Wanda inspected the two intruders, "What did you hear?"

St. John scratched his head with his free arm, "Pietro sleeps with a bear and you're gonna kill him."

Wanda put her hands on her hips, "Damn straight that's all you heard!"

Amara becoming nervous with all the tension spoke, "Dinner should be starting soon. Maybe we should start getting ready."

Pietro sped to his bed, "A hot meal sounds good, but stealing a meal was so much more rewarding."

St. John chuckled, "Be good. Don't wanna lose these new plush surroundings."

Wanda glared at her brother, "Just so long as silver-haired speedsters keep their mouths shut."

Amara let go of St. John's arm, "I'm going to see if Ms. Monroe needs any help."

St. John smirked and reached for her arm, "Hold on 'Mara, oih'll go with ya."

Amara blushed a little, "Thank you." They departed the twin's room.

Pietro smirked, "Our little Pyro's falling in love." He wiped away an imaginary tear, "They grow up so fast."

Wanda rolled her eyes, "Jealous?"

Pietro snorted, "Of what?"

It was now Wanda's turn to smirk, "That even an insane mutant from Australia can stick to one girl. You always said you can't resist a challenge well here's one for you, pick a girl and stay with her."

Pietro chuckled, "That it?" She nodded, smirk still present on her face, "Fine all I have to do is find a girl who doesn't annoy me. What do I get if I win?"

Wanda walked over to her bed, "A woman's love."

-The Kitchen-

Freddy was sitting at the table with a plate full of muffins, while Kitty was hard at work washing the dishes.

Freddy smiled at the plate and grabbed one, "Thanks a lot Kitty." He took a bite.

Kitty continued scrubbing the bowl, "No, like thank you for not running away."

Lance and Todd entered the kitchen, "There's my pretty Kitty." He walked over to give her a hug but was interrupted when Freddy fell to the floor.

Todd hopped over to his friend, "Freddy? Freddy speak to me."

At that moment Piotr walked in and saw the muffins on the table and Freddy on the floor. He hadn't lived there long but he learned very quickly to never eat Kitty's cooking not even if she gave the sad puppy-dog eyes, "Kitty you killed the Blob."

Kitty turned around and looked at her newest victim, "Oh I did not. He is totally faking it."

Lance looked on in shock, "I don't think so Pretty Kitty. I've seen this guy eat a bowl of wax fruit, and then the bowl and that didn't even slow him down."

Piotr and Kitty looked at him with confusion plastered on their faces, "What? We don't always have money for real food."

Meanwhile Todd was pounding on Freddy's chest with a closed fist, "Live damn you! Live!"

Freddy began coughing and opened his eyes, "Oh man. Put Kitty's cooking on the list of stuff not even the Blob can or will eat." He got up and sat back down at the table.

Ororo soon walked into the room. She could instantly feel the tension, "What happened?"

Todd pointed a finger at Kitty, "She tried to kill Freddy?"

Kitty rolled her eyes, "Oh, I did not."

Todd glared at her, "What's next you gonna call immigration on Pyro?"

Ororo tried to gain control of the volatile situation, "Todd please calm down."

Todd sighed, "Well maybe she didn't mean it but she almost did."

Kitty shrugged, "I thought I was getting better."

Lance walked over to her and pulled her into a hug, "It's okay Pretty Kitty, one day you'll be a good cook."

Todd rolled his eyes, "Shouldn't somebody go get St. John? I mean he doesn't even know we moved."

Realization struck the Brotherhood, Lance pointed toward the door, "We have to get to him before he wakes up, he might burn down the whole mansion."

Ororo nodded, "you search for your friend and I'll start dinner." Lance nodded and took the Brotherhood Kitty and Piotr with him through the kitchen door.

-An hour later-

In the hallway outside the kitchen the Brotherhood boys gathered with Kitty and Piotr.

Kitty crossed her arms, "We, like ran all over the mansion and couldn't find him anywhere."

Freddy rubbed the back of his neck, "Yeah and he wasn't sleeping on the couch anymore."

Todd scratched his chin, "Maybe he got abducted by aliens or Pyro-napped."

Lance shook his head; "No if someone took him they'd bring him back and quick."

They walked through the kitchen door, "Hoih mates come to help with dinner?"

Lance's jaw dropped, "When? How? You're not mad?"

St. John cleaned his hands with a towel, "At first oih was, but 'Mara calmed me down."

Amara smiled and waved at the Brotherhood, "He's not insane and violent, he's just eccentric."

Todd nudged Freddy; "She must have a thing for crazies huh?" Freddy nodded in agreement.

St. John smiled, "Wash up mates dinner will be ready in 'bout fifteen minutes."

Lance, Freddy, and Todd walked out of the kitchen, "Who knew the pyromaniac was helpful?"