Ah, all of you must have thought I totally died! Well, my computer went on a total fritz and I was like, "Oh my goodess, what the heck!"
Um, my friend fixed it. Just this afternoon. I should have got him to fix it earlier. Well, silly me, I s'pose.
Kitty practically tore open the can in five seconds, just about to make dinner with tunas and casserole. "Guys…total jerks," Kitty mumbled under her breath.
"Go talk t' her," Pietro pushed Lance toward the kitchen.
"Hey, why me?" Lance made sure to lower his voice.
Toad said, "Yo, you made her mad in the first place, man. If ya' want her in the team, go ask her. Or what, let the goody goods beat us?"
"Yeah," Pietro commented, "After all, you're her boyfriend."
Kitty suddenly phased through the wall, "He is, like, NOT my boyfriend." Then, she phased back into the kitchen.
Pietro grinned from side to side as he grabbed Toad by the arm and dashed upstairs, leaving Lance to clear up the "mess".
Lance slumped against the side of the kitchen door, watching Kitty scrub the pan in anger. He rubbed the back of his neck, wondering what he should say.
"Uh, look, Kitty, I just-."
Kitty turned her back towards him, throwing an utterly uninterested look at him too.
Kitty felt Lance's hazel eyes fix themselves on her and she felt totally uncomfortable. "What do you want, you jerk?" She sounded so sarcastic.
Lance went up to Kitty, pulling his hands out of his pockets. "Kitty, look. I know I shouldn't have, um, avalanched the score board on Kelly but, well, uh-."
"Lance, you could have killed the guy!" Kitty shouted at him.
Lance rolled his eyes, "Kit-Kat, it was a long story. I didn't want to."
"Stop that, Lance. Then tell me, why did you even, like, do that for?" Kitty stared at him.
Lance didn't know whether he ought to say it or what. Hello! Tell her he did it cos' of her? Sounds sappy, if you ask me.
"I, um, did it for fun." Lance said, lamely.
Kitty turned her back on him, "For fun? You could have really killed him. And label yourself as the Bayville Serial Killer."
Lance turned around too, unable to face her. Yeah, he was a loser. And a mega-big one too.
Nobody seemed to wanna say anything to either party. They kept perfectly quiet, and didn't breathe a single word.
Kitty played with her hair. She wondered if she was coming down way too hard on him or what. After all, he was a bad boy. He had a "reputation" to uphold. But he didn't kill Kelly right?
Kitty sighed, "Lance, look, don't do it again, okay?"
Lance softened, "I did it just to, uh, impress you." Lance felt utterly awkward to say this.
"Not really a good method to impress me."
Silence hung in the air again.
Fred, Pietro and even Toad stayed outside the kitchen, listening.
"Think they'll make up?" Freddy asked.
"Uh-huh. They're a perfect couple. The script can't do without them as boyfriend-girlfriend." Pietro whispered. "I bet cha' a dollar if they kiss and make up, ok?"
Lance said, "Yeah, I guess it was kinda' stupid."
"It was." Kitty mumbled.
"So, can we make up again?" Lance bowed his head down, but he had his eyes on her.
Kitty felt a little bad if she didn't forgive him. "Well, apology accepted."
"What's that mean, anyway?" Lance smiled, as if willing her to, well, kiss her.
Kitty acted like she didn't get his message, "Whatever you want."
"Here it comes guys," Pietro said, "Keep alert, people."
"Uh, how do people in drama serials make up?" Lance questioned.
"As if I'll, like, know." Kitty continued to play innocent.
Lance said, "Well, better not anyway."
"Like, what?"
"Height difference."
"For what?"
"This." Lance took the opportunity and leaned down to kiss her.
Kitty was shocked and pushed him away. "Lance, I forgiven you, but that don't mean you can, like, do whatever you feel like doing."
But for Lance, it was enough. Now the next problem.
"Kitty, we were thinking of going big with our powers during the girls soccer championship. What do you say?"
Lance was extremely disappointed when Kitty actually refused without thinking. "Lance, like, what's the problem with you? We can't!"
"Why not? I hate treated like this. What's wrong when we're just showing them the real us?"
"By ruining the girls championship and the school field, are you mad? I mean, I've been trying to keep my powers a secret, I just don't wanna let it all, like, blow out in a minute." Kitty tried to convince Lance into not doing it.
Lance didn't look very convinced. "Fine." He didn't say anything else and then went out of the house through the kitchen door. All the heard next was the sound of the green jeep driving off. To where, no one knew.
Kitty marched out of the kitchen, wiping her hands on her Bermudas. She almost bummed into the guys. "Wha…?" Kitty didn't care to know. She went upstairs.
"Pay up." Pietro smiled mischievously.
"No way. They kissed but they didn't make up." Toad jumped away.
Blob nodded, "Yeah. And Kitty ain't gonna go with us. That doesn't count."
Pietro sighed, "It's too hard to make money nowadays."
For almost a good week, Kitty hardly said anything to Lance. She holed up in her room often, he went out of the house a lil' too much and well, things weren't exactly very nice. She was hoping that Lance might change his stupid, sucking decision and DON'T do what he and the guys were planning to during the girls soccer match.
And if only she had half an idea bout' it.
"Hey, you sure you wanna do it?" Toad asked.
Pietro nudged him, "Cos we're doing it, duh? Even Avalanche said okay."
Lance kept quiet. He watched the match from the roof. "Right, Toad. Get the mike."
Toad reached his tongue down for the mike. And then passed it to Lance.
Kitty watched from the bleachers. The match, I mean. From the corner of her eye, she could see the X-Men glare at her. Kitty folded her arms, deciding not to look or pay any attention to them.
And when she looked up, she saw Lance and the brainless goofs. "Oh my god." Kitty couldn't do anything, even if she wanted to. Why couldn't she be born with telepathy instead?
"Hey, can we have some attention up here?" The lights shifted up to Lance as everyone made their attention go to the guy.
"Hi. My name's Lance. I also call myself Avalanche. Cause' I'm a mutant."
Rogue sighed, "We're busted big time."
"I know." Evan said, "Man, what does that guy think he's doing anyway?"
Professor Xavier watched, shaking his head in disapproval. "Lance has no idea what are the consequences."
Lance gazed down at the audience's puzzled and shocked looks. And he happened to catch Kitty in the front bleachers. He could feel how disappointed she must have been in him.
Lance pushed the mike into Pietro's hand, whispering, "Here, your turn. I think, I, uh…I'm gonna' hurl soon. Heights."
Pietro nodded, as he took over. Funny, he thought Lance only was afraid of planes, not standing on roofs. Oh, well…
Lance jumped down the side, hoping not to be seen too much. He could already foresee himself tearing the place apart but he'd rather leave that to later on. He could hear Pietro particularly pint-pointing at Jean and Scott yet he didn't care two cents about them.
"Lance." Kitty phased through the brick wall, shocking Lance.
"Kitty. You gotta' get out of here. Leave this to-."
"You?" Kitty sighed in a dejected sorta' way, leaving Lance pretty guilty. "Lance, I thought you had more common sense than this. I was about to go up there and, uh, do something."
They then heard people screaming. "Yo, Lance!" Toad jumped down and grabbed Lance's arm, "Freddy and Quicksilver already got the ball rolling. When are ya' gonna' tear things apart?"
Kitty screamed no but despite it, Lance went along with Toad. Yeah, to tear things apart.
Kitty got out to the scene, her eyes wider than ever. It was chaotic, messy and screams filled the air. She coughed at the smoke that came from the benches. She saw Jean pulled Kelly out from a mini tornado which Pietro made, Kurt and Toad kicking each others' asses, Lance and Scott going in duel, Evan thrashing cameras dead. And Rogue and Blob getting buried under the benches.
"What?" Kitty came diving into action, her eyes pretty watery from all the dirty smoke. Right, who to rescue first? Rogue or the blob?
Kitty decided on Rogue. After all, Blob's like a million tons heavy. He'd handle it, no matter what happens.
Kitty phased her hand through to grab on Rogue's frail looking arm. "Wait…I think I've got you. Hold on." Kitty used her strength and pulled the goth out.
Rogue didn't look too appreciative. Rubbing her aching neck, she said, "Rescue em. Ah'll…go help the others."
Kitty nodded and begun her little rescue operation, helping people. (Yay, Kitty rocks!)
Kitty took people to safety. She didn't care what else was going on round her. She only knew she had to get them to safety. That word is driving her to the wall.
Lance was pretty locked in his own battle with Summers. All he wanted to do was to, well, kick his ass big time.
He happened to shift his gaze to the back of "Sucking Summers". God, what the hell is Kitty doing? That damnable hawk is gonna fall on her!
"Hey-," Scott yelled at him but Lance blocked the guy out from his ears.
"Kitty!" Lance pushed past Scott and interrupted their battle. Please, Kitty, don't get hurt. Gosh, please…let me be in time…
Lance pushed Kitty aside, and the last he heard was Kitty screaming loudly. Before his world blacked out.
Kitty screamed in horror, wondering should she just cry or what. Kitty grabbed Lance's hand, and phased him out. He was heavy…but it didn't matter. Was Lance okay?
Rain fell down (Storm's doing, by the way) and stopped the fire. It calmed everyone down, whether you or I like it or not.
Kitty hugged him. He didn't look like he had any of his bones broken. But he was unconscious. She'll need the boys' help to get the big guy back home.
"Lance?" Kitty whispered. No reaction. Must still be out cold.
The X-Men stared at one another, unable to murmur a word.
Rogue said softly, "Kitty helped t' get the people out and Lance saved her life."
"Then, what do you want us to do?" Scott asked.
Rogue didn't say anything.
But what they all could tell was that Lance was important in Kitty's life. Very, very important.
Kitty's hand found Lance's and she held it tight there and then. "Lance, wake up…" Kitty said, almost in a whisper, "I still want to settle a score with you. Don't do this, Lance…"
Of course, he did not reply.
And the air lightened…Kitty found no matter how bad things would go, she still loved him.
The same way he loved her to death.
My story hasn't ended, no. And Lance sin't quite in the grave either.I'm still me…the Lancitty fan. My computer may still break down anytime but let's all hope it doesn't. :D