One more random thing: Spellcheck is rejecting every word/phrase I have in the star (*) things and it is SO pissing me off! Grrr... :P I want my italics! (Yes, yes, it should be apparent by now that I�ve mastered the art of HTMLing this monstrosity of a fic >.>;;)
And response to... (don't bother reading unless you've reviewed/read the reviews recently)
*Fire Tears: Whoa there, little horsey -- settle down and stop choking Lancie-Poo -- he
can't breathe when you squeeze so tight, honey! ^_~
*Alex Destine: I have had your fic on my aol favorites list forever meaning to read
it, but I admit, the 80,000+ words kinda scared me off a lil' bit... but I've started it now at
least! I will review every chapter for you to make up for my slacking! ^_^ Please forgive
me!! (And please don't hit me! ::cowers in the corner waving a small white flag::)
*Dark Fire: Coffee is the essence of beauty in it's purest form. Lance and Pietro
understand and do not question this. (Can you tell I'm one of those people who leave
extra-extra early on bad weather mornings to ensure there's time for a Starbucks run
before work? Didn't think so.) ^_~
*Kelly: La-aaa-nce! ^_~ (Sorry, I had to!) And I think we all know I'm an
in-the-closet dominatrix in my spare time... just prowling the streets for hot young boys in
Jeeps to defile... :D
*batE: Voices is fun! When my friend got kicked out of school for truancy, I was all like
"I'd say you've blown your chances at this school, haven't you?" and it was
just like Mystique in episode two! Like she curled up inside and took command of
the controls! Creepy! :D I do random voices all the time. (Like at work today... my
boss walks in as I'm mumbling the usual Jeep-related line cuz there's a customer at the
drive-up window in a Jeep... yeah, I'm not gonna get fired or anything for being a
nutcase... ::gulps::) And if you happen to run across any life-size, inflatable Pietro dolls,
lemme know! PietroOrnaments (TM) too! I'd pay good money for that! ^_^ (Maybe I
should check out eBay again... No! I am finally over the eBay addiction; I will
not give in to the temptation... ^o^)
Disclaimer: As if! No, really, if you actually believe I own any of this (makes grand
sweeping gesture) then I have some prime swamp land down in Florida you may be
interested in... No, seriously. I don't own anything. (Duh?)
Pietro had decided it best to send Todd and Freddy along to school on foot, since it
appeared Lance may take a while. Naturally, they groused the entire time about the fact
that Pietro and Lance weren't going to school (yet) and pleaded their case most
irritatingly. Pietro finally shoved the two whiners out the door himself, not caring where
they went, as long as it was away from the house.
When Lance finally emerged from Pietro's room, clutching the small Starbucks bag to his chest protectively, Pietro was seated in the front parlor, looking dejected and somewhat apprehensive. Pietro wouldn't meet Lance's gaze. Lance decided not to pursue it at the moment -- mostly because he didn't know what to say to the boy. He had kissed him passionately, told him he loved him, and run away.
Not good.
Sure, it was in the heat of the moment, and lack of caffeine can do crazy things to people, yeah, but...
Lance didn't know what to do. So he went ahead and did the most obvious thing -- he
returned to the kitchen to start the coffee.
Pietro also went ahead and did the most obvious thing -- he freaked.
His pale hands pulled at his loosely fitting rings, on and off, on and off. Lance had never seen him wear rings before. Mindlessly he dropped three rings into an ashtray. The small clatter of the rings striking crystal caused his eyes to widen.
"Pietro...?" Lance started uncertainly, offering him his flowered teacup.
Pietro looked up sharply at hearing his name. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"What?"
"What you said before -- I don't understand."
"Pietro, please, I didn't mean it," Lance backpedaled, wishing he could take back the words that had gotten him into such hot water with his friend.
Those blue, blue eyes went wide, stark, bleak, as if Lance had snatched the floor from beneath his feet. Pietro went dead white.
"People tend to blurt the truth in the heat of the moment," Pietro replied, turning to pick up his jacket and put it on. Then, slowly, he turned to stare at Lance. "I guess this just wasn't one of those times."
Lance paled.
"I am going to go to school now," Pietro stated simply, and with that last sentence, he whizzed past Lance and out the door.
He never even got to sample his special coffee.
And I realize this may be kind of confusing, so let me explain from the beginning: Pietro wants Lance, Pietro makes plan, Pietro accomplishes plan (sort-of) Pietro changes/revises plan midway through, Lance acts on his own unknown-to Pietro-and-himself feelings, Lance blurts out mega serious but true three-words and kisses Pietro due to lack of caffeine, Lance feels guilty but relieved, Pietro freaks out. There. Major run-on sentence! Whew! I didn't know my attention span was that long! :D
Now, today's trivia/cool quote(s)/crazy X-Men and/or Brotherhood related thing I do (so ya'll can laugh at me)/random category thing! (TM) It's not X-Men and/or Brotherhood related, but still very cool. I learned it in 5th grade, when we were forced to copy quotes off the chalkboard every morning as a �warm-up�... gaaah. Anywhee.
"No man has a good enough memory to be a good liar."
Lance should keep this one in mind. Come to think of it, Pietro should, too. ^_~
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