Again, I beg, please, please, please tell me what pairings you want to see! I only got two votes, and they go against each other! I need to get those in before I go any further!
Also, I need suggestions for what else you guys want to see happen. I am running two other long fics right now and I'm getting drained.
Lance: Why don't we get a vote?
RS: Because you're not the one reviewing, are you?
Lance: But we are the ones putting up with the two nutcases while you make up your mind!
Fred: Uhm, Miss Author lady, Pietro and John kinda set fire to the back yard.
RS: Oh for the love of… Hold on. Let me find my mallet. Where did Mystique go?
Lance: Why her?
RS: She's the adult.
Lance: I'm eighteen! I can do it!
RS: The last time I left you in charge Toad found his way on top of the roof!
Lance: Point taken.
Mystique: I thought that Administration banned chapters that were entirely author's notes?
RS: Oh. That's right. Well then, here's a tiny mini chapter.
After I got out of the shower, my first instinct was to walk back into my room. That is, it was until I saw the door to John's room open up, then I went downstairs into the kitchen. I didn't realize that I wasn't alone in there until someone spoke.
"So you like Toad now?" I turned around and saw the blue witch standing there.
"It's none of your business!" I shouted.
"After you nearly destroyed my yard, I believe I'm entitled to an explanation." She said.
Point there.
Now for the ever present mental debate. Do I explain my present screw-up of a love life with her, or do I give her a lie that would serve as a reason for the carnage tha overtook the shrubbery. The first would be rather embarrassing, but since she's definitely had more experience with this than me, I would get some good advice from it. The second option might be believable to the guys, or Father, but not Mystique. She would see through that in about ten seconds, and then I would either have to lie through my teeth or tell the truth. Since I'll have to tell it to her anyway, I'd rather look embarrassed than stupid.
"Fine." I groaned.
"Good." She said. "Now let's start with that spell…"