Chapter Three.
Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews. Still unsure as to where this story is headed, making it up as I go cause it was originally a one-shot. I'm gonna need some suggestions, based on what you've read so far tell me what you think should happen - or is it too early for you to make suggestions? Anyways on with the chapter...
I don't own X Men Evolution.
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Kitty glanced at what she held in her hands and then back at Rogue, her face completely crimson. She chewed on her lower lip fishing desperately for a believable explanation.
Rogue, on the other hand, stood there, her eyes moving rapidly from Kitty to the object she held. She slapped both her hands over her mouth to try and suppress her unbearable urge to laugh but failed miserably. She suddenly fell onto the floor erupting in laughter, holding her stomach.
Kitty narrowed her eyes menacingly at her friend, who had now rolled onto her side in her fit of laughter. "It's not that funny Rogue!"
Her laughter subsided. "Yeah it is! Ah mean honestly Kitty - yuh're PRESIDENT of the BARNEY FANCLUB!" Rogue looked once more at the photograph of the goofy looking purple dinosaur with his paw around the small brunette girl, who held up her presidential club card - a large smile on her face.
"I was like eight or something! It was a stupid phase - my mom made me do it!" Kitty tore the photograph in half.
"So... Barney's little helper," Rogue scrambled up and quickly scooped the picture out of Kitty's hand, examining it closer, "are yuh still their president?"
"Yes Rogue... yes I am and I like receive mail from them once a week!" Kitty's voice dripping with sarcasm.
Rogue missed that fact and lowered the picture to nose level, "yuh do?"
Kitty shook her head in amazement. "And people say I'm a ditz. Like of course not! Now give that to me!" She swiped at the Goth.
Rogue held her hand up above her head out of Kitty's reach and then quickly surveyed the room. She quickly formulated an idea to get her out of cleaning up the room. "It'll cost yuh!"
Kitty instantly regretted not having given her the photograph of Pietro. Anything would have been better than this agony. "What do you want?"
"Ah promise not to show everyone yuhr little brush with politics if yuh promise to clean up the room." Rogue smiled mischievously.
"No way! You made this mess, you can clean it up. Besides what good will half of a picture do you?"
Rogue opened her mouth to say something but then eyed the other half of the picture on Kitty's bed - so did Kitty. Both girls dove onto the bed, swatting at each other and yelling. After a few minutes, Rogue emerged triumphant. She began singing... "I love yuh, yuh love meh, we're a happy family..."
Kitty screamed. "Alright, alright... I'll do it."
Rogue smiled victoriously. She placed both pieces of the picture in her mouth and began straightening her clothes. Kitty contemplated grabbing at it but didn't want to risk touching the girl's skin. Suddenly she thought of something else. She rushed over to Rogue's desk and phased her hand through the top drawer. She felt around and pulled out a hard covered note pad. Rogue's eyes widened as Kitty held the book up, her ponytail bouncing from her excitement.
"Gimme that!" Rogue dashed over to grab the book away but ended up slamming face first into the bedroom door.
Kitty giggled as she skimmed through the pages. She began reading. "My darling Scott, how I wish I could tell you how I really feel about you. My deepest fear being that you wouldn't return my love..."
Rogue let out a loud groan and swung at Kitty. The young girl squealed as she dodged the piles of clothes, reaching over to her bed. She got on top and started bouncing up and down.
"I'll tell you what Rogue... I'll toss you this if you give me back my picture and clean the room yourself!"
Rogue glared at her.
"Alright you wanna do it the hard way. How would you feel about me photocopying every single page in this book and passing them around the entire school?" Kitty laughed.
Rogue flared her nose and sighed. "Ah swear, behind those blue eyes there is pure evil!" Rogue pushed her way through the sea of clothing and flung the pieces at Kitty.
"Now you can begin cleaning." She hopped off the bed and began searching for her backpack, her eyebrows furrowed.
"What about meh book?"
Kitty's face lit up when she found what she was searching for and she shoved the notepad in. "Not until you're done!" She gave a little giggle and a wave, "got to met Lance at the mall," and phased through the bedroom door.
"I'm gonna get yuh for this Kitty," she whispered to herself. She groaned when she saw just how messy the room really was and decided to start with Kitty's bed since she was already close to it. She busily began straightening the covers and lifted the pillow. Staring right back at her was the photograph of Pietro...
"Now what do we have here?"
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Lance stood in front the refrigerator downing a carton of milk when he momentarily glanced at his watch. He quickly realised that he'd be late meeting Kitty... again. He passed a hand through his thick dark brown hair and spun around only to come face to face with Pietro. He sighed tiredly at the annoying teen.
"What do you want Pietro?"
"Where are you off too?" Pietro raised a brow.
"Would you get out of my face!" Lance shoved past the silver haired mutant and picked up his keys from off the kitchen table.
Pietro whizzed in front of him. "You didn't answer my question Lance!"
"That's because it's none of your business," his temper flaring. He pushed past again and walked towards the front door.
Pietro sped in front of him once again and smiled annoyingly.
Lance looked at him, "I swear Pietro if you don't stop doing that..."
"Well I would stop if you just simply tell me where you're going." Pietro whined.
"I'm trying to get away from you! You've been going around this house driving me insane looking for that stupid picture! My tolerance level is shot!" Lance rambled on while Pietro looked at him blankly, yawning every so often. "Now would you mind getting out of my way... I'm gonna be late!"
Pietro perked up. "Late? Late for what?"
Lance slapped his hand on his forehead - *I'm so stupid!* "Nothing!"
"Lateforwhatlateforwhatlateforwhatlateforwhat..."
"Oh for goodness sake... late meeting Kitty at the mall - you happy now!"
Pietro frowned and then whispered "Kitty." Lance looked at him questionly when he suddenly blurted out... "You brought Pryde over here a couple of times. She could have easily phased into my room and taken my picture!"
"Pietro are you listening to yourself? You're insane, you're obsessed, you need to find yourself a hobby, you need a GIRLFRIEND!"
Pietro glared at him. "You mean like chasing after some girl that doesn't even like you..."
"Don't you dare say what I think you're gonna say..."
"Like..."
"Pietro..."
Pietro smiled evilly, "like..."
"I'm warning you..."
"Like Pryde!"
Lance growled, "You're dead!"
Pietro zipped from side to side dodging Lance's pathetic attempts to try and catch him. "I just wanna see if 'your girlfriend' prefers looking at a real man!"
Lance stopped and began to pant. "Kitty does too like me! And why on earth would she want a picture of you - she hates you?"
"Maybe but at least she does know what a total hottie I am!" Pietro smirked cockily.
"You little..." Lance reached out to grab him once again.
"Come on Lance you're not gonna start this again!" Pietro dashed out the way.
Lance gave a dejected sigh, "I won't even bother - I've got to go meet Kitty."
"I'm coming with!" Pietro excitedly exclaimed.
"No... no you're not coming with! You are not coming with!" But it was no use Pietro had already raced outside and into the jeep. Lance rolled his eyes as he headed out the already open front door.
TO BE CONTINUED.
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Author's Note: So did you like? Come on tell me... Kietro or Rietro? Fourth chapter hopefully coming soon. I'll also try to update some of my other stories this week. Please don't forget to review.
Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews. Still unsure as to where this story is headed, making it up as I go cause it was originally a one-shot. I'm gonna need some suggestions, based on what you've read so far tell me what you think should happen - or is it too early for you to make suggestions? Anyways on with the chapter...
I don't own X Men Evolution.
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Kitty glanced at what she held in her hands and then back at Rogue, her face completely crimson. She chewed on her lower lip fishing desperately for a believable explanation.
Rogue, on the other hand, stood there, her eyes moving rapidly from Kitty to the object she held. She slapped both her hands over her mouth to try and suppress her unbearable urge to laugh but failed miserably. She suddenly fell onto the floor erupting in laughter, holding her stomach.
Kitty narrowed her eyes menacingly at her friend, who had now rolled onto her side in her fit of laughter. "It's not that funny Rogue!"
Her laughter subsided. "Yeah it is! Ah mean honestly Kitty - yuh're PRESIDENT of the BARNEY FANCLUB!" Rogue looked once more at the photograph of the goofy looking purple dinosaur with his paw around the small brunette girl, who held up her presidential club card - a large smile on her face.
"I was like eight or something! It was a stupid phase - my mom made me do it!" Kitty tore the photograph in half.
"So... Barney's little helper," Rogue scrambled up and quickly scooped the picture out of Kitty's hand, examining it closer, "are yuh still their president?"
"Yes Rogue... yes I am and I like receive mail from them once a week!" Kitty's voice dripping with sarcasm.
Rogue missed that fact and lowered the picture to nose level, "yuh do?"
Kitty shook her head in amazement. "And people say I'm a ditz. Like of course not! Now give that to me!" She swiped at the Goth.
Rogue held her hand up above her head out of Kitty's reach and then quickly surveyed the room. She quickly formulated an idea to get her out of cleaning up the room. "It'll cost yuh!"
Kitty instantly regretted not having given her the photograph of Pietro. Anything would have been better than this agony. "What do you want?"
"Ah promise not to show everyone yuhr little brush with politics if yuh promise to clean up the room." Rogue smiled mischievously.
"No way! You made this mess, you can clean it up. Besides what good will half of a picture do you?"
Rogue opened her mouth to say something but then eyed the other half of the picture on Kitty's bed - so did Kitty. Both girls dove onto the bed, swatting at each other and yelling. After a few minutes, Rogue emerged triumphant. She began singing... "I love yuh, yuh love meh, we're a happy family..."
Kitty screamed. "Alright, alright... I'll do it."
Rogue smiled victoriously. She placed both pieces of the picture in her mouth and began straightening her clothes. Kitty contemplated grabbing at it but didn't want to risk touching the girl's skin. Suddenly she thought of something else. She rushed over to Rogue's desk and phased her hand through the top drawer. She felt around and pulled out a hard covered note pad. Rogue's eyes widened as Kitty held the book up, her ponytail bouncing from her excitement.
"Gimme that!" Rogue dashed over to grab the book away but ended up slamming face first into the bedroom door.
Kitty giggled as she skimmed through the pages. She began reading. "My darling Scott, how I wish I could tell you how I really feel about you. My deepest fear being that you wouldn't return my love..."
Rogue let out a loud groan and swung at Kitty. The young girl squealed as she dodged the piles of clothes, reaching over to her bed. She got on top and started bouncing up and down.
"I'll tell you what Rogue... I'll toss you this if you give me back my picture and clean the room yourself!"
Rogue glared at her.
"Alright you wanna do it the hard way. How would you feel about me photocopying every single page in this book and passing them around the entire school?" Kitty laughed.
Rogue flared her nose and sighed. "Ah swear, behind those blue eyes there is pure evil!" Rogue pushed her way through the sea of clothing and flung the pieces at Kitty.
"Now you can begin cleaning." She hopped off the bed and began searching for her backpack, her eyebrows furrowed.
"What about meh book?"
Kitty's face lit up when she found what she was searching for and she shoved the notepad in. "Not until you're done!" She gave a little giggle and a wave, "got to met Lance at the mall," and phased through the bedroom door.
"I'm gonna get yuh for this Kitty," she whispered to herself. She groaned when she saw just how messy the room really was and decided to start with Kitty's bed since she was already close to it. She busily began straightening the covers and lifted the pillow. Staring right back at her was the photograph of Pietro...
"Now what do we have here?"
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Lance stood in front the refrigerator downing a carton of milk when he momentarily glanced at his watch. He quickly realised that he'd be late meeting Kitty... again. He passed a hand through his thick dark brown hair and spun around only to come face to face with Pietro. He sighed tiredly at the annoying teen.
"What do you want Pietro?"
"Where are you off too?" Pietro raised a brow.
"Would you get out of my face!" Lance shoved past the silver haired mutant and picked up his keys from off the kitchen table.
Pietro whizzed in front of him. "You didn't answer my question Lance!"
"That's because it's none of your business," his temper flaring. He pushed past again and walked towards the front door.
Pietro sped in front of him once again and smiled annoyingly.
Lance looked at him, "I swear Pietro if you don't stop doing that..."
"Well I would stop if you just simply tell me where you're going." Pietro whined.
"I'm trying to get away from you! You've been going around this house driving me insane looking for that stupid picture! My tolerance level is shot!" Lance rambled on while Pietro looked at him blankly, yawning every so often. "Now would you mind getting out of my way... I'm gonna be late!"
Pietro perked up. "Late? Late for what?"
Lance slapped his hand on his forehead - *I'm so stupid!* "Nothing!"
"Lateforwhatlateforwhatlateforwhatlateforwhat..."
"Oh for goodness sake... late meeting Kitty at the mall - you happy now!"
Pietro frowned and then whispered "Kitty." Lance looked at him questionly when he suddenly blurted out... "You brought Pryde over here a couple of times. She could have easily phased into my room and taken my picture!"
"Pietro are you listening to yourself? You're insane, you're obsessed, you need to find yourself a hobby, you need a GIRLFRIEND!"
Pietro glared at him. "You mean like chasing after some girl that doesn't even like you..."
"Don't you dare say what I think you're gonna say..."
"Like..."
"Pietro..."
Pietro smiled evilly, "like..."
"I'm warning you..."
"Like Pryde!"
Lance growled, "You're dead!"
Pietro zipped from side to side dodging Lance's pathetic attempts to try and catch him. "I just wanna see if 'your girlfriend' prefers looking at a real man!"
Lance stopped and began to pant. "Kitty does too like me! And why on earth would she want a picture of you - she hates you?"
"Maybe but at least she does know what a total hottie I am!" Pietro smirked cockily.
"You little..." Lance reached out to grab him once again.
"Come on Lance you're not gonna start this again!" Pietro dashed out the way.
Lance gave a dejected sigh, "I won't even bother - I've got to go meet Kitty."
"I'm coming with!" Pietro excitedly exclaimed.
"No... no you're not coming with! You are not coming with!" But it was no use Pietro had already raced outside and into the jeep. Lance rolled his eyes as he headed out the already open front door.
TO BE CONTINUED.
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Author's Note: So did you like? Come on tell me... Kietro or Rietro? Fourth chapter hopefully coming soon. I'll also try to update some of my other stories this week. Please don't forget to review.