HI GUYS! Hippie abandoned me for her future matrimonial partner.

It's a long story, so don't ask. But shes's getting married soon. 3 There will be "pin the wheelchair on Chaarles Xavier" so Kahlin isn't invited.

And I'm trying to get her to SLEEPOVER again, because I want to skip the talent show tomorrow. Even if my teachers are singing, I heard my teacher's a bitchin' singer.

C u later, we're gettin pizza. c: enjoy chappie 11. and by the way, Uzis existed. we do our research.

THE KITCHEN

The honey badger don't care, the honey badger don't give a shit.

Bree's face was bright red as she waited in the kitchen. The telepath was decked out in a fancy dress and nice jewelry, though when she crossed her legs at her chair, Hadley caught a glimpse of shorts. And she was wearing sneakers.

"I swear," Bree protested, face still a shade of Hadley's favorite color, "nothing happened in there!" The redhead raised an eyebrow. "You two were rolling around kissing like there was no tomorrow," she said dryly. "Okay, that happened," Bree corrected herself hastily, "but that was it, I promise!"

Hadley huffed. "Sure. Can you do me a favor and stock up on brain bleach for the baby shower? I'm really going to need it." She cracked a small grin. "Honestly, I find your boy toy somewhat attractive, so lucky both of you. You're both badasses, he's hot, he finds you hot, now go make hot babies that like hula hooping."

Bree rolled her eyes. "We aren't making babies!" she snapped. "Just going on a date. And yeah. He's hot. So back off my hottie, bitch!" She giggled and wiggled her eyebrows at Hadley, who snorted in amusement.

"Did somebody say Bansheep?"

The redhead boy swaggered into the room, flashing both girls smiles, and stopped when he saw Bree decked out in her mostly-but-not-quite fancy gear. "Going out, Bree?" he asked lightly, winking. Hadley stuck her tongue out at him. "Stop hitting on her, Ban, she's going to make babies with her love toy!"

Banshee blanched. "Making… babies?" he squeaked as Bree smacked Hadley on the shoulder.

"Who's making babies?"

Alex strolled in, wearing a semi-formal outfit, though with sneakers like Bree's. He flashed her a grin. "Hey, Baby B, you ready to go?" She blushed and nodded and stood up. Hadley giggled. "Baby B? So you guys are planning ahead for the babies!" She pouted. "…I want a cute nickname…"

Sean glanced at her. "Ginger Snap?" he suggested, which earned him a slap to the back of the head, and that slap zapped him by mistake. While he was squealing in pain and clutching his head, Hadley was shooting him glares. "No," she muttered, "it sounds stupid."

Alex and Bree had made a getaway, and were halfway out the door when Hadley remembered them. "Hey, wait!" she called to her friend's back. "Where are you going?" "Shooting range!" Bree replied cheerily, running out and slamming the door behind her.

RANDOM ABANDONED BUILDING

I wanted it to be at Mickey D's (which did exist) but nooooooooooo, it had to be all creepy. Well, since Magneto's been stalking his crush at a diner in his full costume, I don't think he does subtle well…

Erik was pacing back and forth, helmet in place on his head. "She's not going show up," he muttered sadly. He was waiting for Hadley, his trainee, to show, but it was a half hour past the time he gave her and she still wasn't there.

The metalkinetic had just about given up all hope when she stumbled over, soaked and covered in what appeared to be soot. Her face was blackened and smoke was billowing out from her clothing. Magneto glanced over, relieved that she was okay, but did a double take when he saw the state Hadley was in.

"What the hell happened to you?" he snapped. She staggered back, muttering that "I fell into a puddle," before falling backwards and fainting.

When Hadley woke up, Erik was staring at her curiously. "You shocked yourself that badly when you came in contact with water?" he asked slowly. She nodded. "I can drink it and stuff," she said hoarsely, "but when I come in contact with it when I'm not expecting it… or prepared…"

Magneto blinked. "So you can shower?" Hadley nodded, disgusted. "Of course I can. If I couldn't, that would just be disgusting, Mag."

"Mag?"

"Magenta."

He raised an eyebrow. "Couldn't it also stand for Magneto?" "No," Hadley replied coolly, "magenta suits you better."

Magneto sighed and shook his head. "Can we start training now?" he snapped. Hadley blinked. "So I'm not here to just chat with you?" she asked sarcastically. Erik's brows flattened into a scowl as he stared. "No, you're here to train!" he barked, and paused. "That was sarcastic, wasn't it…? It seems you hang out with that snippy brunette a lot."

Hadley's face lit up. "Yeah!" she said cheerfully. "Bree! She's like my super best buddy! In fact," she paused for a second, "her birthday's coming up soon. I should get her a necklace!" She beamed. "I should get Alex a necklace too, to represent their love and baby making… I SHOULD MAKE EVERYONE NECKLACES!"

Any pretense of training was forgotten as Hadley whipped out a notebook and a pen, and began scribbling things down. "Now, they're called Bralex," she muttered, "so Bree can get this part and Alex can get that one…"

She glanced at Magneto, who was staring, dumbfounded. "Aren't you going to help?" Hadley snapped. "Wait, can you control gold?" He shook his head, and she beamed. "Perfect! Gold it is!" She scribbled that down in her notebook while Magneto sighed.

"Now what should I have…?"

"Sparkette."

"Sure, why not, thanks!" Hadley beamed as Magneto had another idea.

"Can yours be made out of silver instead?" he smirked at this idea.

At this question, Hadley raised an eyebrow. "Why?" she asked curiously. Erik shrugged nonchalantly. "I hate gold," he said casually, "and if I have to look at it whenever we're training, I would like to look at a prettier metal."

She blinked. "Okay!" she chirped.

RANDOM SHOOTING RANGE

Because every first date starts with guns. Ohohoho. And is at a random place.

Bree swore under her breath. "I'm not hitting these right!" she complained.

As a beautiful first date, the Bralex couple went, at Bree's request, to shoot targets with guns. Although, Bree insisted that she wanted an Uzi instead of a regular gun. "They're kickass!" she complained when a nearby shooter gave her an odd look.

Alex was having the time of his life shooting things and listening to his romantic interest yell at people about deadly weapons. Talk about sexy. She was so sweet and aloof, and a complete badass… in her own, Bree-like way.

She, after growing rather angry when people kept shooting her dirty looks, snatched her gun from where Alex was holding it, and aimed. Her anger, it appeared, kept her focus perfect, and she shot the bull's eye with no problem whatsoever. Alex let out an approving whistle as all those who mocked her gaped.

The brunette winked and casually withdrew her gun, aiming it at the gawking spectators, who shrieked and ran off, terrified for their lives. "Heehee," she giggled.

BACK IN THE RANDOM BUILDING

Can I have a necklace too? It would say Blitzie for me, and Ginger Snap for the soon to be Mrs. Hippie. ;D

Hadley was curled up on the ground, scribbling in her notebook.

Erik had given up, and was peeking over her shoulder to read her writing. His face was practically buried in her hair, which she didn't really care about.

The list she had written down was:

Beast- KING KONG!

Bansheep- Bansheep

Creep- Doesn't get one.

Chaaarles- Proffy

Dancy- Magenta

Meh- Sparkette

Bree-

Alex-

Magneto could only see part of the listing for Bree and Alex, as Hadley's hand was covering the code words for their necklaces; it was impossible to make out.

He plucked his helmet off of his head and put it on hers, and when she asked why, he told her it was so no one could search for her in case they knew she was out.

The real reason?

When he got it back, it smelled like coffee, and it reminded him of her.