"Blob."

Blob looked up. "Yeah, Pietro?"

Pietro waved his hand, as if brushing away his teammate's response. "Blob. Why Blob? And why Toad?"

"What?"

Pietro sat up straight in the easy chair he was sitting on. "Names! Why names?"

Blob began edging towards the stairs. "Uhh, maybe you should ask Lance. I bet he knows…"

"Yes. You should do that. Get Toad, also." Pietro instructed, sitting back and pressing his fingertips together, looking very much like a mad dictator.

Blob lumbered up the stairs and entered Lance's room. "Lance, Pietro's acting weird, and he says he wants you and Toad."

Lance sighed; dropping the school book he was holding and standing up. "Alright, go and get Toad. We might as well see what Pietro's up to now."

As the Brotherhood entered the living room, Pietro zoomed over to Lance. "Quick! Who picked your Codename?"

"Um…Mystique."

"Ha! Did she think it was funny? But you're an anomaly. Everyone else-"Here he paused, surveying the room with serious eyes. "Everyone else…picked their own."

"Ookay…And this is important because?" Lance asked.

"Because everyone else picked their own!" said Pietro, as if imparting the wisdom of the ages.

"I don't get it." Toad said, hopping onto the couch.

The speedster sighed. "Name one mutant we know who doesn't have a codename."

The room was silent for a moment, as three teens thought.

"I can't think of one," admitted Lance.

"Me neither," said Blob.

"Me threeither," added Toad.

"See? It's like some sort of impulse only mutants get, to pick a codename. And not just any name, it's something to do with our powers, sometimes a play on our names…"

"Like what?" asked Lance.

"Your name is Lance Alvers. Mytique must think she's so smart for noticing that. And Toads real name is Todd. Hmm. Do you think that if his name was Frank, we would be calling him Frog?" Pietro paused for a moment to muse this.

Toad nodded. "Yeah, I get it now. And you picked your name, 'cause you're fast and have silver hair."

"What? No! That not why I picked it! Why would I go for something so stupidly obvious? We don't call you Brown Jumper, do we?"

"Well what does it mean, if that not it?"

"Quicksilver is another name for mercury. And in Roman myth, Mercury was the god with wings on his feet," Pietro explained.

"Wow. That's pretty cool. Nice hidden meaning. I wouldn't have pegged you as the type to think it out that deeply." Lance said.

"I have super speed. I think ten times faster than everyone else. Why does everyone expect me to be an idiot? I'm a genius!" Pietro complained.

"Do all geniuses run into walls by accident?" Toad asked innocently.

Pietro leaned forwards. "No, but all know how to make their enemies live a living hell." He growled.

Toad gulped. "Hehe. Good thing we're friends then, right?"

"Leave me. I must decide whether or not this is a plot to destroy mutant kind."

"What? You have been watching way too many of Magneto's speeches. Try a soap opera next time you want to watch TV. I'll be upstairs. Get me if someone's dying." Lance said, walking upstairs, shaking his head.