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Post by Scarlet Witch on May 19, 2006 19:43:45 GMT -5
Wanda rolled her eyes at the scene in front of her and shut the door, Their was no reason she had to watch this. She smelt something and quickly turned around and walked into the kitchen. She went over to the pan, where Pietro had previously been cooking hamburgers and began to poke them with the spacula.
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Post by Tabby on May 19, 2006 19:47:39 GMT -5
Coughing slightly, she studied him for a few minutes before answering. "Try what again, exactly?" Tabby asked quietly, staring at him questioningly as she put her hands in the pocket of her hoodie.
He hadn't apologized, just made up some excuse; which was all she really expected from him, anyway.
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Post by Quicksilver on May 20, 2006 0:48:16 GMT -5
Pietro shrugged at the question. "Us?" He offered, but that sounded a bit to serious... close... commited. "Last night?" He corrected himself. "Try last night again?" The speed demon repeated.
The white-haired teen could smell burnt meat from the open kitchen window, but he figured if the smell annoyed her enough Wanda would take care of it.
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Post by Tabby on May 20, 2006 1:29:46 GMT -5
The look on Tabby's face remained unreadable the whole time he spoke and long after he shut up. Last night? She thought, watching him closely. Did he mean the kiss? Was that all he wanted?
Shaking her head slightly to remove those thoughts, Tabby looked away from him and down at the ground, brow furrowing in confusion; she didn't know what to do.
Tabby sniffed, then coughed, cursing mentally that she forgot to take some DayQuil before she left, then looked back up at him.
"Ok." Tabby said quietly with a small smile.
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Post by Quicksilver on May 20, 2006 12:04:12 GMT -5
Pietro just smiled at her, glancing off to avoid the stupid grin that spread over his face. Stupid grins were Lance's thing, whenever Kitty and him were together, not Pietro. The white-haired teen looked back at Tabby and smirked a little.
"So, want hamburgers? I was makin' some, and now Wanda probably is." He said with a slight chuckle. "Tabs, you feelin' okay?" The speed demon questioned, looking at her. She looked tired... and seemed more quiet than typicaly Tabsy.
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Post by Tabby on May 20, 2006 14:08:13 GMT -5
Tabby nodded. "I'm fine." She said, then sniffed again. "Just a cold." She added, shrugging.
"Hamburgers?" Tabby questioned, smirking at him. "You were making hamburgers?" She pretended to look shocked, then laughed; which caused her to start coughing.
Thankfully it didn't last long, and she gave Pietro an apologetic smile. "Sorry." She mumbled, blushing slightly. "Uh, you guys wouldn't happen to have any cough drops, would you?"
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Post by Quicksilver on May 21, 2006 0:07:04 GMT -5
"Wonder why..." The white-haired teen muttered guiltily and avoided eye contact. It couldn't possibly have had anything to do with him leaving her soaking wet and freezing on a beach at three in the morning, could it?
"Yes me cooking, everyones shocked." He replied with an annoyed wave of his hand. "It's cheaper when you make the food, and we're running really low on cash, and I'm not putting one of those stupid Burger World hats on to make money." Getting a job... Pietro's worst fear.
"Sure we do." Pietro said with a smirk, and zipped past her toward town.
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Post by Tabby on May 21, 2006 0:22:05 GMT -5
Tabby frowned when he started ranting about them being low on cash. It really wasn't fair that they were barely getting by while everyone over at the mansion was just handed everything on a silver platter.
She was about to agree with him about working at some fast-food place, but he took off before she got the chance.
"He better be getting some cough drops." Tabby muttered to herself, sniffing again as she went inside. She entered the kitchen and took a seat at the table.
"Having fun?" She asked Wanda, who was poking at the hamburgers.
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Post by haver on May 22, 2006 8:24:20 GMT -5
The smell of cooking/burning hamburgers broke Toad out of his comic book reverie. Walking out of his room, he made his way down the stairs towards the kitchen.
(best I can do for the moment - I have to get to work NOW!)
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Post by Scarlet Witch on May 22, 2006 9:42:23 GMT -5
"Mmm." Wanda hummed flatly and flipped one of the hamburgers. "This is the most fun i've had in forever." She said sarcastically and looked over at Tabitha.
"Here." She said and held out the spatula. "You try.." She said and waited to see if Tabitha would actually take it from her. She didn't want to make this hamburgers, She had thought she made this very clear to Pietro, But he left them in the pan, Burning, and she didn't want the smell of burnt meat though the house all day long.
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Post by Quicksilver on May 22, 2006 9:51:43 GMT -5
Pietro came back about five minutes later with coughdrops. "Here yah sweets." He teased and tossed them to Tabby while he shut the door. Nicknames seemed to annoy her somewhat, and an annoyed Tabby was a funny Tabby.
"Hey Toad." He greeted upon spotting the other mutant coming down the stairs. He zipped over and took the spatula from Wanda. "I got it, sorry, medical emergency." The white-haired mutant explained and walked over to the pan.
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Post by Tabby on May 22, 2006 14:39:19 GMT -5
Tabby was about to respond to Wanda, but her train of thought was thrown off when a bag of cough drops was tossed at her. She managed to catch them before sending an annoyed glance at Pietro.
"Thanks, hon." Tabby shot back, emphasizing the word 'hon' as she opened the bag and unwrapped a cough drop, placing it in her mouth.
Then, since he was facing away from her, she resealed the bag and threw it at the back of Pietro's head. Childish, sure; but funny nonetheless.
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Post by Quicksilver on May 22, 2006 14:43:16 GMT -5
"No problem d-" Pietro started, but was cutoff with something hit his head. "Hey!" He protested and turned around to glare, only to have the frying pan spit something hot the the base of his neck. "OW!" Pietro yelped and swore under his breat has his hand flew to his 'injured' neck.
"That was your fault, my darling Tabitha." He retorted and smirked before turning back to the pan. He could almost fear a nickname war coming on.
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Post by Tabby on May 22, 2006 14:58:33 GMT -5
"Aww, did the mean little skillet hurt you, muffin?" Tabby asked, smirking as well. She was pretty sure a nickname war had just been declared, so as far as she was concerned, it was on.
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Post by Quicksilver on May 22, 2006 15:19:28 GMT -5
Pietro visibly cringed. He wanted to turn around and scowl at her 'MUFFIN'!?, but he would not give up the war so soon. "Yes it did, my little cream puff." he replied and focused on the pan, and flipping a hamburger, to avoid laughing.
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