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Pietro laid his head facedown on the table, sighing as loudly and obnoxiously as he could. Because his head was down he couldn't see Kurt and Kitty's annoyed glares. They didn't say anything though, because Pietro was only helping them. Since Storm had left the room to get the food or more likely to get away, Kurt and Kitty had been trying to talk to each other from behind Pietro's back. Now that he was out of the way they were free to have a normal conversation.

"Man, I'm stahving," Kurt whined.

"Me too…"

"No I'm really hungry. I think I could even eat one of your muffins I'm so hungry."

"You jerk! It's not my fault I can't cook!" Kitty reached over to hit Kurt playfully, but he pulled back so she couldn't reach him.

"Ha, you missed! I think you need to work on your aim some, too. It's almost worse than your cooking."

"You are like, so dead!" Kitty yelled, picking up her spoon and throwing it at Kurt. This time she didn't miss. The spoon hit Kurt lightly on the shoulder, and she grinned happily.

"Ouch, seriously Kitty, that hurt," he said rubbing his shoulder. Pietro sighed loudly again propping his chin on his forearms. He wasn't sure how much more of their stupid behavior he could take. What did Lance see in this Kitty anyway? She was just another bimbo at Bayville High, which wasn't an uncommon thing to be. Pietro had enough experience with these girls to know that they were all the same.

"Something wrong Maximoff?" Scott asked dangerously from behind Kurt's back. Pietro lifted his head and locked eyes with the older mutant.

"Oh of course not Summers. How could there be? I'm just enjoying sitting in between dumb and dumber over here, that's all." No one smiled and Kitty pouted, sitting back in her chair. Pietro knew instantly that he had said the wrong thing, which was easy to do in this place, and he could see Scott's hands balling into fists as he clenched his teeth. Not that he cared, Pietro didn't give a shit if anyone here liked him or not, but he felt a pang in his stomach when he saw that Wanda was looking at him sadly. She thought he was screwing everything up, as usual, and she was probably right.

The four of them had talked about keeping mostly to themselves with an 'only speak when spoken to' attitude to show how appreciative they were of Xavier's kindness, and Pietro had just thrown that idea out the window. Pietro was acting like he always did around the X-Men, nothing had changed, like Wanda had apparently hoped it would. It wasn't like Pietro had wanted to try, but if the way Evan had acted was any sign of things to come then it wasn't going to be easy. Pietro wasn't ready to let his old enemy walk all over him, whatever was given to him Pietro was going to give right back. Just like the old days.

Whatever Wanda wanted him to be he wasn't going to be unless the X-Men grew up and stopped being so immature about what had happened and started thinking about what was going to happen now that they were living together. Obviously the meeting Xavier held hadn't stressed this enough, or else nobody was paying attention because the X-Men's views on the Brotherhood hadn't changed one bit.

"Hello everyone, are you all ready to eat?" Beast asked cheerfully as he wheeled a cart stacked with food into the room. Storm was nowhere to be seen. It seemed she had decided to opt out of the evening festivities after all. The tension filled silence broke as hot plates of food began to fill the table. Pietro took no notice of the food however, he was to busy looking at Lance. Lance's brow was furrowed in deep concentration, and he was violently putting food on his plate. Pietro tried to get his attention, but Lance refused to look up. Pietro reasoned that this was because he was on the same side of the table as Scott, but he could tell that Lance was pissed at him. Again. This made Pietro realize how badly he had messed up. Everyone else had been able to keep quiet; Lance had shown self-control that Pietro never knew he had, so why hadn't Pietro been able to keep his mouth shut? He was only making it easier for the hating to keep going between the two groups.

'Fine,' he thought. He was going to try, if that's what it would take for Wanda and Lance to talk to him again.

"So Kurt…how's school going?" he asked, trying to keep the tone of his voice neutral. Kurt's eyes opened wide, and he dropped the bread roll he was eating in shock.

"Vhat?" Kurt asked, not sure if he was imagining things or not.

"I said how's school going? You know, how's life going for you?" Pietro said with a shrug. He couldn't quite understand how the X-Men could be so dramatic over the little things, and then turn around and save the world like it was no big deal. Pietro remembered one time in particular when he and Rogue had said hi when they passed each other in the hall, and he saw Scott pull her aside and talk to her like she was a traitor for just waving at someone she used to live with. It was unbelievable really, how immature they could be, Scott and Evan in particular.

"I…I guess it's alright," Kurt said regaining his composure. He was now looking at Pietro suspiciously, like if he said the wrong thing Pietro would attack him without warning.

"Hmm, interesting…Kitty, how about you?" Pietro asked, as he reached across the table and pulled the bowl of mashed potatoes over to himself. He couldn't remember the last thing he had eaten, but he hadn't noticed how hungry he was until now, and he began to pile them onto his plate. While he was doing this he happened to glance over at Wanda who flashed him a small smile. At least she was happy.

"Pietro, like, what are you playing at? First you call us names and now you're talking to us like we're friends," Kitty said, looking straight at Pietro as if that would help her see through whatever he was trying to do.

"Just being friendly. Since we're living together and everything we might as well get along," he answered when he knew Beast was in earshot and could hear everything. When Pietro made sure that Beast was looking in their direction he put his arms around Kitty and Kurt and smiled widely. Beast looked like he might die of happiness.

'This is too easy,' Pietro thought, taking his arms off an utterly confused Kurt and Kitty so he could eat. If he could keep this up then maybe the X-Men would leave them alone, so they could take this opportunity to have happiness and stability in their lives while keeping Xavier happy. After all, it was worth a shot.