Pyro Pays a Visit
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X-Men - Animated Series (all) › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
3,837
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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Pyro Pays a Visit
It was just another Saturday night at the boarding house. The four boys of the Brotherhood were watching and making fun of some generic horror movie on one of the local channels when the screams of a random teen who was being chased by the axe wielding maniac, was interrupted by a pounding knock on the door.
The boys exchanged curious stares before looking towards the doorway in amazement.
Who could be visiting them?
Pietro dropped the half-full bowl of popcorn on the coffee table, zipped to the front door and yanked it open, ready with a sarcastic quip for whoever was standing there. Fred, Lance and Todd followed more slowly and joined Pietro in staring at the young man who stood in the house's front doorway.
"What the--" Lance began.
"Who the--" Fred gaped.
"Oh man, yo," said Todd, clapping a hand to his forehead.
He could see the disaster in the making right in before his eyes.
"What are you doing here?!" Pietro demanded and reached out to fist his fingers in St. John Allerdyce's shirtfront.
St. John raised his hands in a placating gesture and allowed himself to be yanked forward by the angry mutant.
"Oy! Slow down there, mate," he said trying a tenuous smile.
Lance appeared beyond Pietro's shoulder and St. John shifted his eyes to look in the taller boy's face.
"You got some balls coming here," Pietro said, shaking him menacingly.
"Look," St. John said, prying Pietro's hand away from his shirt. "I didn't come over here to fight with the lot of you. I want to join you."
"Join who?" Lance asked.
St. John looked puzzled for a moment as he shifted his eyes from Lance to Pietro.
"You're still the Brotherhood, right?" he asked. "I want to join the Brotherhood."
"Like we'd let you join us," Pietro snarled. "After the shit you did!"
St. John sighed seeing that he wasn't making any headway with the two boys.
"Look, I was just doing the job I as hired to do. That's all. What do you want from me?"
He paused and then grinned slyly. "Besides, you guys have seen what I can do. Why wouldn't you want me on your side?"
"Well…" Lance murmured.
To Pietro's sharp ears, Lance sounded like he was actually thinking the matter over.
““Well" What?!" Pietro cried, whirling on Lance.
"We could give him a chance."
Why not, he amended silently. Xavier had looked passed his record and accepted him into the fold. He could probably do the same thing for St. John. Besides, it was better to have the mutant with them, than against them.
Pietro's mouth gaped, but Lance had already made his decision and had left St. John and Pietro to sort it out between them.
A sly grin curled the corners of the flamer's mouth and he leaned closer to Pietro.
.
"Besides," St. John murmured once the rock tumbler had gone.
Pietro turned to glare at him.
"I haven’t forgotten how you had your hands all over me, boy-o. Me being here should torture you beyond comprehension."
Pietro was upon the pyromaniac before St. John could blink. They landed in a heap at the bottom of the front steps.
The boys exchanged curious stares before looking towards the doorway in amazement.
Who could be visiting them?
Pietro dropped the half-full bowl of popcorn on the coffee table, zipped to the front door and yanked it open, ready with a sarcastic quip for whoever was standing there. Fred, Lance and Todd followed more slowly and joined Pietro in staring at the young man who stood in the house's front doorway.
"What the--" Lance began.
"Who the--" Fred gaped.
"Oh man, yo," said Todd, clapping a hand to his forehead.
He could see the disaster in the making right in before his eyes.
"What are you doing here?!" Pietro demanded and reached out to fist his fingers in St. John Allerdyce's shirtfront.
St. John raised his hands in a placating gesture and allowed himself to be yanked forward by the angry mutant.
"Oy! Slow down there, mate," he said trying a tenuous smile.
Lance appeared beyond Pietro's shoulder and St. John shifted his eyes to look in the taller boy's face.
"You got some balls coming here," Pietro said, shaking him menacingly.
"Look," St. John said, prying Pietro's hand away from his shirt. "I didn't come over here to fight with the lot of you. I want to join you."
"Join who?" Lance asked.
St. John looked puzzled for a moment as he shifted his eyes from Lance to Pietro.
"You're still the Brotherhood, right?" he asked. "I want to join the Brotherhood."
"Like we'd let you join us," Pietro snarled. "After the shit you did!"
St. John sighed seeing that he wasn't making any headway with the two boys.
"Look, I was just doing the job I as hired to do. That's all. What do you want from me?"
He paused and then grinned slyly. "Besides, you guys have seen what I can do. Why wouldn't you want me on your side?"
"Well…" Lance murmured.
To Pietro's sharp ears, Lance sounded like he was actually thinking the matter over.
““Well" What?!" Pietro cried, whirling on Lance.
"We could give him a chance."
Why not, he amended silently. Xavier had looked passed his record and accepted him into the fold. He could probably do the same thing for St. John. Besides, it was better to have the mutant with them, than against them.
Pietro's mouth gaped, but Lance had already made his decision and had left St. John and Pietro to sort it out between them.
A sly grin curled the corners of the flamer's mouth and he leaned closer to Pietro.
.
"Besides," St. John murmured once the rock tumbler had gone.
Pietro turned to glare at him.
"I haven’t forgotten how you had your hands all over me, boy-o. Me being here should torture you beyond comprehension."
Pietro was upon the pyromaniac before St. John could blink. They landed in a heap at the bottom of the front steps.