It begins again...
The day after the Brotherhood left, everyone was exhausted.
"Now I see why everyone hates mutants. In one day, we lost a therapist to the FoH and insanity, and lost one to the ICU. We also had to fire that nice old woman, Mrs. Ifered, because she was sexually harrassing all of her patients." the supervisor groaned. Nobody noticed four shining orbs land outside.
"Don't forget that we lost half the building." a therapist grinned wryly.
"And may I ask what happened here gentlemen?" a cool voice inquired from behind them. When they turned around, they saw Magneto in his whole get-up. Yep.
"Some loony girl blew half the place up! Man, that brotherhood of mutants..." supervisor sighed. Now, Magneto must have been in a bad mood. Maybe it was John singing It's a Small World the whole way loud enough to hear through the orbs. Maybe it was Remy's yellings of threats to kill the pyromaniac. Maybe it was Piotr's creepy silence. In any case, he was not happy.
"Interesting." Magneto murmured.
"I hate mutants..." the therpist sighed. Magneto glared at him. And pulled all the iron from his blood, killing him automatically.
"We'll be in the waiting room."
In the waiting room, Remy and John were fighting. Loudly.
"SHUT UP!" Remy yelled angrily, as John began to hum It's a Small World.
"Mate, you've no sense of humor." John rolled his eyes.
"Leas' Remy's not a pyromaniac."
"Least I'm not in love with an X-sheila!"
"Leas' Remy don' write 'bout Buckethead's femme in his diary."
"That was below-the-belt, mate." John sniffed.
"From what Remy read, y' wan' the femme below the belt." Remy snickered.
"Well, at least I don't stalk the sheila I like!" John grinned.
"Oui. Y' do, John. Y' harrass, annoy, an' disturb th' hell outta her." Remy stared at him.
"But I never kidnapped her."
"Good point, mon ami."
"'Sides, Remy leas' romantic. Y're jus'... creepy..."
"BELOW THE BELT!"
"Dat's where y' wan' de femme! Y're so hones'!"
"REMY!"
"Remy brough y'r diary for readin' on de trip. Let him read a passage t' ev'ryone!" Remy proceeded to read something involving Wanda, John, and things that probably shouldn't be mentioned in this story. Piotr stopped reading, and slowly stared at John. Magneto was glowering at the boys. You see, he's not a good father. In fact, he's terrible. But, anyone with even slight paternal instincts would not be happy with what Remy was reading.
"REMY!"
"How would y' know what dat looked like? Remy t'inks John been a bad boy!"
"SHUT UP, MATE!"
"Piotr, please go ahead with your session. I will... calm them down." Magneto said softly. Piotr looked at his friends. the only two people he could depend on now. The people who knew what it was like to be in service of Magneto. They would be hurt if he left and he knew it. Was it worth it?
Piotr wordlessly left the room.
"NOOO! Buckethead.. I mean, Magneto, I DIDN'T WRITE THAT! HONESTLY! AH!"
This was much sooner than I expected. I think I'll reply to your reviews from Therapy with the Brotherhood. Hehehe...
Realtfarraige: Yes... review... it had nothing to do with the italics...
Crash Slayer: Piotr will probably sit there, intimidatingly and scare the therapist...
Dis Chick Digs Da Fuzzy Dude: The italics spell Do it. Heh... OH! How the heck do I do a Russian accent? Or the accent his therapist is gonna have, like the girl? Just asking.
sheikgoddess: Well... uh... here it is...