Three boys were sitting in the living room trying to fight away their increasing boredom. Todd and Pietro sat in the middle of the room playing a game of cards on a cardboard box, while Fred was fully absorbed in the television. Todd sighed as he laid down the cards in defeat once again.

"Who forgot to flush the toilet!" Lance yelled from upstairs, causing the ground to shake uncontrollably under their feet. The three boys exchanged anxious looks at one another.

"Whoops," Fred replied with wide eyes.

"Fred did it!" Todd happily yelled quickly up the stairs. He felt relieved that he didn't have to face Lance's wrath...again.

"Traitor," Fred mumbled under his breath.

"Damnit Fred! How hard is it to pull a stupid lever?" Lance yelled, now standing at the top of the large wooden staircase.

"I...I...um," he shuddered at a loss for words. Lance's face grew redder at Fred's dumbfounded look.

"I think Lance has PMS," Pietro whispered to Todd. Todd covered his mouth to prevent himself from laughing out loud.

They heard Lance groan and a few seconds later the toilet flushed. A couple cuss words floated down the stairs before he slammed his bedroom door. Fred let out a large breath of air and sat back down on the floor with a thud.

"I thought he was going to kill me," he mumbled to himself, still wide eyed.

"He's been like this for days now," Todd said jumping onto the couch to grab the t.v. remote. "When do think he'll get over it,"

"When his periods over," Pietro grinned. Todd fell off the couch and onto the floor laughing.

"What's a period?" Fred asked scratching his bald head. Pietro stared at him in confusion while Todd went into another uproar of hysterical laughing. They heard Lance's door slam again and his boots hitting the wooden staircase.

"Where are you going?" Fred asked before Lance opened the front door.

"I need Tylenol," he snorted.

"Cramps?" Pietro asked as Todd had another attack.

"What?"

"Nothing," Pietro replied fast before Lance actually understood.

"I have another headache," he said as he opened the door.

"Why? You've barely used your power in days," Todd said finally regaining his composure. "well, except for today,"

"I don't know," Lance sighed as he rubbed his temples. "i'll be back soon," They watched the door shut behind him and soon heard his jeep start up.

"Should he be driving with a headache?" Fred asked moving the curtain to watch him drive off. Pietro shrugged and quickly stole the remote out of Todd's hand.

"Hey!" Todd yelled, jumping into the air to snatch it back. But Pietro was to fast for him, and he hit the chair making it fall backwards.

"Come on Toad," Pietro laughed while shaking the remote in front of him. "you gotta be faster then that," Todd stood back up and lunged at Pietro again. He missed again and hit the wall face first.

"Oww, that looked like it hurt," Pietro laughed. "WHOA!" Fred held the speed-demon over his head and grabbed the remote.

"I was watching something," Fred huffed as he dropped Pietro onto the couch.

"Serves you right," Todd said sticking his long slimy tongue out at him. All of a sudden the earth started to shake. The lights started to flicker and the furniture started to fall and move. The wooden stairs shook and cracked as the walls vibrated and swayed. Car alarms could be heard from outside as well as screams. Todd fell to the floor with a loud thump.

"Wanda?" Pietro yelled over the noise.

"No," Fred said looking out the window. "Lance!"