Patrick has been sitting behind me while I type crazy fast working on this story. He keeps singing to me that everyone on fanfiction is going to hate me in a few chapters. But honestly, I'm telling Patrick right now, the idea that's swimming through my head this very second is fan-freaking-tastic. I cannot wait to get there and see how everyone reacts. Let me tell you, Patrick was very surprised to hear about it to. And he will be in the story as well.

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Patrick

School had ended a little while ago, and Patrick was like everyone else at the school, he didn't hang around any longer than necessary. The only problem, it was necessary for him to stay late. He knew that Mystique was planning something with the Brotherhood, he just wasn't sure what they were planning. But Patrick would be damned if he didn't find out what it was.

So after that appealing argument in his head ninth period he left the school and hid in the shadows until most of the kids had left. Now he was laying beneath the green bushes just below Principal Darkholme's office window.

"So? How are you all doing in attempts to stopping the X-Men?" Principal Darkholme's voice sounded from inside the room.

"Well, see, the thing is. They're stronger than we originally thought they were," Pietro's voice said from inside the room.

A loud crash came through the window, followed by an angry voice, "You're telling me that you haven't gotten any farther, aren't you?"

Todd's quavering voice came from inside, "w-well, we're getting there. It-it's just taking longer than we thought it would is all."

Principal Darkholme let out a sigh of annoyance at her lackeys, "I don't know why I bother with you, you guys don't seem very capable of doing anything right."

Pietro spoke up, obviously trying to change Principal Darkholme's opinion of them, "But that's just it, we have something planned. We're going in tonight, I've seen some kid has been able to sneak into their mansion easily each night, so it's the perfect time to attack."

A silence filled the room as Principal Darkholme thought about Pietro's words, "some kid, huh? I don't think Charles wouldn't notice him sneaking in, but if he hasn't gotten caught yet, then there may be something worth investigating," she murmured to herself, standing next to the window so the boys in her room couldn't hear her. The only thing the principal didn't know was that she made it easier for Patrick to hear her, because she had left the window open, trying to 'air out' her office. "Very well, I expect a full report when you return." Darkholme said to them, turning away from the window.

Patrick had a frown on his face as he lay beneath the bushes, waiting until he was sure the coast was clear.

When Patrick emerged from the bush he took off at a quick sprint until he reached the parking lot. He glanced around, making sure the coast was still clear and ran with Quicksilver's super speed towards the X-Mansion. From the sounds of what Pietro was saying, they're definitely planning an attack on the X-Mansion. And I don't think the X-Men are ready for an attack like that yet. I've been slipping in every night and Charles hasn't said a thing about it yet.

He stopped as soon as he reached the gates. Patrick was surprised at how late it was already, he'd spent more time eavesdropping on the Brotherhood than he thought he had.

Patrick knew there was a good amount of time before the Brotherhood showed up, but he also knew that there was no way the X-Men would take his warning seriously, in their eyes he was just a human looser.

Guess I gotta work things out on my own, Patrick thought to himself, tapping each bar of the fence as he walked his way around to the side of the mansion. Only problem is, dunno where their gonna show up from. And this is a pretty big house to protect.

Patrick's ears twitched as he heard movement nearby. He jumped back just as someone jumped out of a tree towards him. Kitty spoke into an intercom, "He's standing right in front of me, it's the kid from earlier today."

Patrick arched an eyebrow, his hands shoved in his pockets. "So what's up with the get-up? You guys playin' cops an' robbers or sumthin'?" He asked, a few of his words sounding slightly southerner.

Kitty frowned at Patrick, obviously not amused. "So, like, what do you think you're doing here, anyways? If you're trying to impress Rogue then you've, like, got a lot of work to do. Stalking people isn't going to get them to like you."

Patrick laughed quietly in response as Scott ran up to join them. "I don't know what you're talking about, I'm not stalking Rogue." Patrick said, sounding more sincere and convincing than they were expecting.

Jean, on the other hand, wasn't going to fall for his words as easily, and she had just flown down from the other side of the fence. "Please, we don't need to hear you're lies. Now why don't you tell us why you're stalking Rogue so much. Cause to be honest it's kind of creepy, I don't care how much you like her."

Patrick let out a quiet sigh and glanced around at all of them nervously. "Sorry, I don't really have time to answer your questions, and I really have something that I need to do right now," He said, disappearing from the circle that they had created around him and reappearing behind Kitty. "But let me tell you now, tonight I'm the least of your worries, if what Pietro says is true." Patrick said to her before disappearing again in a flash.

Look at Patrick, he's such a stalker. Geez, I can't believe he listens to people's conversations while laying under a bush beneath their window. Patrick, are you a peeping tom, too? Hm, he denies that one. But I suppose I'd have to know if he was, because then he'd sneak out at night and watch Rogue through the window. He sneaks out at night and watches everything but the window. By Rogue's room, I mean.

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