Disclaimer: I wish I owned Pietro, Lance and well.all of X-Men Evo. But
-sigh- alas I don't because Kids WB is a bum and well, yeah shutting my
cute butt up till I get sued.
A/N: Alrighty, the reviewers have spoken (mainly Lady Trunks and IceBlueRose) and here comes the story of how Rogue and Pietro got together and ended up getting married. First off, Pietro and the Brotherhood are probably going to be Out of Character because well, I suck at writing them in my opinion. -hides from IBR since she's my roomie- But yeah, please let me know what you think and whether or not I should continue. And PLEASE hit the nifty purple review button on the way out! Thanks a bunch!
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Rogue sighed as she looked out towards the grassy hills that were the lands of the Xavier Institute. She was bored. Majorly bored. Rubbing the back of her neck she frowned as she remembered that she still had the kinks from last nights work out with Kitty and then to make things worse Logan had woken them all up for a 'special' task. Little did she know that it was going to be weeding out his garden.
That's right. Logan had a garden.
Rolling her eyes she looked towards the group of little dots heading off in cars. Everyone else wanted to go to the beach, but she decided against it. Turning away from the window she took the gloves off of her toxic hands. Looking at them she frowned in disgust. Why couldn't she just touch one person? Was it so hard to ask? Was it so hard to actually allow her the comfort of an embrace that wouldn't harm the other person? She was a loner before and this just made things worse. With a sudden determined look on her face she slowly grinned as she thought of something she could do. Picking up the phone she dialed a number she couldn't forget easily.mainly do to the fact that she was always thinking about it. She waited patiently as the rings came one after another. Finally, someone answered.
"Talk to me yo." The person said. Rogue smiled and shook her head.
"Todd, lemme speak to him." She replied.
"Rogue? Damn yo, you haven't been calling here in a while. Why do you wanna talk to him yo?"
"I just do. Please Todd."
"Alright, but I'm not gonna guarantee nuttin' yo. He's been really pissy lately and we can't really figure out why. Lance figures it's because he hasn't gotten la-" Toad was cut off suddenly. Rogue waited as she heard the familiar bickering over the line. She smiled to herself. 'Same old, same old' she thought. Finally, that voice she had been waiting for, the voice that took her breath away finally came on.
"Hello?"
"Pietro? It's Rogue, how are you?"
"How do you think I am?" Rogue sighed, this wasn't how she wanted to start this conversation off.
"Look, Pietro, lets not start this already, can we just talk?" Rogue waited a few minutes. Nothing. Not a single word back. She was ready to let out a sigh and just hang up when he responded, something not normal in his voice.
"Where?" That simple word was all it took to return a smile to Rogue's face.
"Remember our spot? The one by the lake, underneath the willow." She asked.
"Of course I do. What time?"
"Few minutes?" Pietro laughed over the other line.
"Few minutes your time? Because that's going to be about an hour in my time, care to be more specific because well, I have things I need to do." Rogue winced back at the sound of bitterness over the line with those last few words. She didn't want to hear that again.
"I'll be there in thirty minutes. I'll try not to waste your time." Rogue replied, hanging the phone up. She sighed, pushing the tears back. Why did he have to be such an ass? She laughed quietly to herself. She knew why alright. It was obvious. She betrayed him. She was such a.
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"Rogue's such a bitch." Fred said as he stuffed the salami sandwich into his mouth. Pietro turned towards him, the silver in his eyes showing as he stared holes into Fred. The big dope didn't even look up. Of course not.
"Say that again Blob and I'm definitely going to show you what a bitch is." Pietro threatened. Before Fred could take another sandwich into his mouth Pietro whizzed by and took it from him.
"Hey!" He exclaimed, "That was my lunch!"
"Oh-yeah-Blob? What-else-were-you-going-to-eat? Why-not-the-whole-damn- fridge? Because-we-couldn't-possibly-need-to-eat." Pietro replied quickly. Blob looked dazed and confused for a second and began to turn red as he tried figuring out what Pietro had said exactly. Pietro was about to take off to his room when a strong hand clamped onto his shoulder. He looked up to see Lance. Pietro rolled his eyes.
"Blob, why don't you go water the grass? Mystique isn't going to like the fact that you've been neglecting your chores." An authoritive Lance said. Blob frowned and slowly stood up.
"Why do I have to do it? Pietro's been sitting on his skinny ass all day anyway." Pietro snickered.
"Actually Blob, if you weren't so slow you'd notice that the entire house is clean due to moi." Pietro replied as he moved away from Lance's hold. He took a bite of the sandwich and grinned. "By the way, this sandwich sucks Blob." Blob grumbled as he stormed out of the house, shaking it as he slammed the door. Lance turned towards Pietro who was still eating the sandwich he had just insulted.
"Pietro, can't you just get along with him once? Is it really going to kill you?" He asked.
"Well-actually-do-I-really-need-to-answer-that? C'mon-Lance-it's-not-like- its-really-hurting-him. The-dope-deserves-it. Listen-sometimes-you-gotta-be- harsh-and-other-times-you-have-to-be-just-plain-mean." Pietro stopped and looked towards Lance who for once was wearing a nice pair of jeans. "If you weren't so concerned about that pretty Kitty of yours then you'd actually notice that Blob is improving."
"Yeah, sure. You know Pietro, one of these days you're going to realize that there are somethings you just can't live without. And mind your own business about Kitty. I don't want you messing up any chance I have with her." Lance said.
"Oh, does the pretty Kitty have Lance wrapped around her wittle finger?" Pietro mocked. Lance growled, but instead of rolling his eyes into the back of his head he shook his head and walked out of the room. Just then the door opened and slammed shut. Pietro winced as things begin to shake. He made a break for it but was suddenly stopped. He turned to see the familiar brown gaze glaring at him.
"Gah! Wanda!" He whined.
"What's wrong with you Pietro?" Wanda yelled. He frowned.
"What are you talking about?"
"I'm talking about the fact that I just talked to the only real friend you've had calling me crying because she's afraid you hate her." Pietro raised an eyebrow. Running a hand through his silver hair he tried fixing it but it didn't work. He was confused.
"The only friend I've had? In case you haven't noticed Wanda, I have friends, because everyone wants to be friends with the Speed Demon." He replied, crossing his arms. Wanda mumbled under her breath as the room began to shake. Pietro swallowed as he looked around nervously.
"I said your only real friend." She replied harshly.
"N-Now calm down Wanda, we can talk about this." Pietro stopped, "Wait, who are we talking about?"
"We're talking about Rogue!" Wanda exclaimed.
"Rogue? Why are we talking about her? She's never been my friend." Pietro was raised off the ground. His eyes widened.
"Okay! Okay! She was!" He went higher, "Okay! She is! She is!" He said. Pietro then fell with a thud onto the couch. He winced as he rubbed his back. "Alright, fine, why was she calling you?"
"Apparently someone was a complete asshole when he talked to her just a few minutes ago." Pietro raised an eyebrow.
"A few minutes ago? More like an hour ag- Oh shit! I'm supposed to meet her at our spot! I'll see you Wanda." Pietro ran out of the house and a small breeze hit Wanda as she slowly grinned, knowing that would set him off. Rogue had just called her to say that she was going to be meeting up with her self-centered brother, so Wanda figured she'd just make sure that was going to happen. She gave herself a small pat on the back for her works.
"Hello my sweet sugar muffin." A voice said behind her. Wanda sighed and rolled her eyes and turned around.
"Toa-" She stopped.
Toad was clean. And not his 'once a month shower' clean this was the 'been showering for over a couple hours, teeth were actually white, hair smelled good and there were no flies in the area' clean. He smiled towards her as Wanda's eyes rolled back into her head and she collapsed onto the couch.
A/N: Alrighty, the reviewers have spoken (mainly Lady Trunks and IceBlueRose) and here comes the story of how Rogue and Pietro got together and ended up getting married. First off, Pietro and the Brotherhood are probably going to be Out of Character because well, I suck at writing them in my opinion. -hides from IBR since she's my roomie- But yeah, please let me know what you think and whether or not I should continue. And PLEASE hit the nifty purple review button on the way out! Thanks a bunch!
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Rogue sighed as she looked out towards the grassy hills that were the lands of the Xavier Institute. She was bored. Majorly bored. Rubbing the back of her neck she frowned as she remembered that she still had the kinks from last nights work out with Kitty and then to make things worse Logan had woken them all up for a 'special' task. Little did she know that it was going to be weeding out his garden.
That's right. Logan had a garden.
Rolling her eyes she looked towards the group of little dots heading off in cars. Everyone else wanted to go to the beach, but she decided against it. Turning away from the window she took the gloves off of her toxic hands. Looking at them she frowned in disgust. Why couldn't she just touch one person? Was it so hard to ask? Was it so hard to actually allow her the comfort of an embrace that wouldn't harm the other person? She was a loner before and this just made things worse. With a sudden determined look on her face she slowly grinned as she thought of something she could do. Picking up the phone she dialed a number she couldn't forget easily.mainly do to the fact that she was always thinking about it. She waited patiently as the rings came one after another. Finally, someone answered.
"Talk to me yo." The person said. Rogue smiled and shook her head.
"Todd, lemme speak to him." She replied.
"Rogue? Damn yo, you haven't been calling here in a while. Why do you wanna talk to him yo?"
"I just do. Please Todd."
"Alright, but I'm not gonna guarantee nuttin' yo. He's been really pissy lately and we can't really figure out why. Lance figures it's because he hasn't gotten la-" Toad was cut off suddenly. Rogue waited as she heard the familiar bickering over the line. She smiled to herself. 'Same old, same old' she thought. Finally, that voice she had been waiting for, the voice that took her breath away finally came on.
"Hello?"
"Pietro? It's Rogue, how are you?"
"How do you think I am?" Rogue sighed, this wasn't how she wanted to start this conversation off.
"Look, Pietro, lets not start this already, can we just talk?" Rogue waited a few minutes. Nothing. Not a single word back. She was ready to let out a sigh and just hang up when he responded, something not normal in his voice.
"Where?" That simple word was all it took to return a smile to Rogue's face.
"Remember our spot? The one by the lake, underneath the willow." She asked.
"Of course I do. What time?"
"Few minutes?" Pietro laughed over the other line.
"Few minutes your time? Because that's going to be about an hour in my time, care to be more specific because well, I have things I need to do." Rogue winced back at the sound of bitterness over the line with those last few words. She didn't want to hear that again.
"I'll be there in thirty minutes. I'll try not to waste your time." Rogue replied, hanging the phone up. She sighed, pushing the tears back. Why did he have to be such an ass? She laughed quietly to herself. She knew why alright. It was obvious. She betrayed him. She was such a.
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"Rogue's such a bitch." Fred said as he stuffed the salami sandwich into his mouth. Pietro turned towards him, the silver in his eyes showing as he stared holes into Fred. The big dope didn't even look up. Of course not.
"Say that again Blob and I'm definitely going to show you what a bitch is." Pietro threatened. Before Fred could take another sandwich into his mouth Pietro whizzed by and took it from him.
"Hey!" He exclaimed, "That was my lunch!"
"Oh-yeah-Blob? What-else-were-you-going-to-eat? Why-not-the-whole-damn- fridge? Because-we-couldn't-possibly-need-to-eat." Pietro replied quickly. Blob looked dazed and confused for a second and began to turn red as he tried figuring out what Pietro had said exactly. Pietro was about to take off to his room when a strong hand clamped onto his shoulder. He looked up to see Lance. Pietro rolled his eyes.
"Blob, why don't you go water the grass? Mystique isn't going to like the fact that you've been neglecting your chores." An authoritive Lance said. Blob frowned and slowly stood up.
"Why do I have to do it? Pietro's been sitting on his skinny ass all day anyway." Pietro snickered.
"Actually Blob, if you weren't so slow you'd notice that the entire house is clean due to moi." Pietro replied as he moved away from Lance's hold. He took a bite of the sandwich and grinned. "By the way, this sandwich sucks Blob." Blob grumbled as he stormed out of the house, shaking it as he slammed the door. Lance turned towards Pietro who was still eating the sandwich he had just insulted.
"Pietro, can't you just get along with him once? Is it really going to kill you?" He asked.
"Well-actually-do-I-really-need-to-answer-that? C'mon-Lance-it's-not-like- its-really-hurting-him. The-dope-deserves-it. Listen-sometimes-you-gotta-be- harsh-and-other-times-you-have-to-be-just-plain-mean." Pietro stopped and looked towards Lance who for once was wearing a nice pair of jeans. "If you weren't so concerned about that pretty Kitty of yours then you'd actually notice that Blob is improving."
"Yeah, sure. You know Pietro, one of these days you're going to realize that there are somethings you just can't live without. And mind your own business about Kitty. I don't want you messing up any chance I have with her." Lance said.
"Oh, does the pretty Kitty have Lance wrapped around her wittle finger?" Pietro mocked. Lance growled, but instead of rolling his eyes into the back of his head he shook his head and walked out of the room. Just then the door opened and slammed shut. Pietro winced as things begin to shake. He made a break for it but was suddenly stopped. He turned to see the familiar brown gaze glaring at him.
"Gah! Wanda!" He whined.
"What's wrong with you Pietro?" Wanda yelled. He frowned.
"What are you talking about?"
"I'm talking about the fact that I just talked to the only real friend you've had calling me crying because she's afraid you hate her." Pietro raised an eyebrow. Running a hand through his silver hair he tried fixing it but it didn't work. He was confused.
"The only friend I've had? In case you haven't noticed Wanda, I have friends, because everyone wants to be friends with the Speed Demon." He replied, crossing his arms. Wanda mumbled under her breath as the room began to shake. Pietro swallowed as he looked around nervously.
"I said your only real friend." She replied harshly.
"N-Now calm down Wanda, we can talk about this." Pietro stopped, "Wait, who are we talking about?"
"We're talking about Rogue!" Wanda exclaimed.
"Rogue? Why are we talking about her? She's never been my friend." Pietro was raised off the ground. His eyes widened.
"Okay! Okay! She was!" He went higher, "Okay! She is! She is!" He said. Pietro then fell with a thud onto the couch. He winced as he rubbed his back. "Alright, fine, why was she calling you?"
"Apparently someone was a complete asshole when he talked to her just a few minutes ago." Pietro raised an eyebrow.
"A few minutes ago? More like an hour ag- Oh shit! I'm supposed to meet her at our spot! I'll see you Wanda." Pietro ran out of the house and a small breeze hit Wanda as she slowly grinned, knowing that would set him off. Rogue had just called her to say that she was going to be meeting up with her self-centered brother, so Wanda figured she'd just make sure that was going to happen. She gave herself a small pat on the back for her works.
"Hello my sweet sugar muffin." A voice said behind her. Wanda sighed and rolled her eyes and turned around.
"Toa-" She stopped.
Toad was clean. And not his 'once a month shower' clean this was the 'been showering for over a couple hours, teeth were actually white, hair smelled good and there were no flies in the area' clean. He smiled towards her as Wanda's eyes rolled back into her head and she collapsed onto the couch.