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Lance nodded and gave a bit of a sigh of relief before heading back to the living room. "Alright boys, where do we stand?"
"At the ready, sir" Freddy replied, handing Lance the remote with Homeward Bound all cued up and ready to go.
"Positions, yo!" Toad ordered as he hopped into the comfy chair while Lance took the other and Freddy sat on the couch. "Engage!"
Lance turned up the volume and pressed play.
Pietro stopped mid-pet of Brutus as he heard the intro play. A small grin crossed his face, this was possibly his favourite movie ever, he knew it by heart. In a flash he was downstairs and plopped on the couch next to Freddy, "Hey guys-sshh, movie"
The other three boys glanced at each other, then Freddy grabbed at the speedster.
"Hey! What gives!?" Pietro demanded, just slipping from his grasp at super speed. The others rose to surround him.
"Pietro, it's for your own good" Lance spoke carefully.
"We're just worried" Freddy agreed.
"oh no you don't-not this-no way no how." Pietro shook his head, eyeing them carefully for an exit, "I'm feeling better guys. Really."
Toad looked him over with a calculating eye, "You eat?"
"Yes, in fact. Loads" Pietro assured
"He does look a bit better" Lance agreed.
But Toad was not one to miss a beat-at least in this situation, "He's still hiding something. Get him yo!" They lunged but Pietro was, of course, faster and dodged out of the way. The pursuit continued for some time, spilling out into the back yard.
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Finally, while the other two chased him, Lance summoned an earthquake bad enough to make the speedster trip. Then Toad grabbed Pietro's wrist with his tongue to hold him in place while Freddy sat on him.
"There!" Toad exclaimed, his tongue retracting back to his mouth, "Keep him down Fredster!"
"Can't... breathe" Pietro gasped, only his shoulders up and his ankles down could be seen beneath the Blob.
"Easy up a little there" Lance cautioned and Freddy shifted, grabbing hold of Pietro and hoisting him up in one of his inescapable bear hugs.
"Slightly better" Pietro breathed heavily still, "But seriously guys, we can stop this now."
"Not until you tell us what happened yo" Toad demanded.
"To what are you referring?" Pietro rolled his eyes.
"Rocky" Toad nodded to him, "Read out the charges"
Lance pulled out a piece of paper, "Pietro Maximoff, you are accused of not eating,excessive sleeping, failure to prank for an obscene amount of time and all around lack of being yourself. How do you plead?"
"Not guilty, LEMME GO!" Pietro snapped.
"Call the first witness!" Toad proclaimed.
"Gah, you're going all the way with this aren't you?" Pietro groaned, "fine fine, I plead guilty-but I've reformed I swear! It's all good now"
"Is it?" Toad leered at him, Freddy had to hold him down a bit lower for that, "Then tell the court how exactly this came to be"
There wasn't another way out of this, so with a sigh Pietro basically told them everything he'd told June, and that basically she'd let him beat on her so now they were square.
"What else yo?" Toad demanded.
"... that's it" Pietro looked a little confused.
"No it ain't" Toad crossed his arms over his chest, "cuz you said that after all that, you read comics and cleaned up a bit. What'd you read?"
"Owlman-what does that have to do with any of this?" Pietro shook his head.
"Cuz you might'a squared things with her, but she ain't the one yer mad at" Toad told him, "And it don't matter who you hit, if it ain't the one yer mad at, yer gonna stay mad."
Pietro rolled his eyes, "then who am I mad at Toad. Please, enlighten me"
"Magneto" Toad shrugged, matter-of-factly.
"And how the hell am I supposed to beat him up?" demanded the speedster.
"Yer not" replied the frog-boy as he crouched down. He was always more comfortable like that, "but he's yer dad and if yer gonna stick around then you gotta come to terms with that. Ya gotta know that you ain't always gonna come first for him-and you gotta know that that's still way better than a lot of other stuff."
Pietro stared at him, "WHAT THE HELL IS WORSE THAN THAT?!" he yelled angrily.
Freddy piped up, "cuz he could be dead" Freddy's parents had died some time ago.
"Or a drunk who hates you" Lance commented. His father was a non-mutant, abusive, drunk that he had to run away from.
"Or he could'a abandoned you completely" Toad added, for he had been left outside an orphanage, only a month old. Little things that Pietro had completely forgotten.
"Look Pietro" Lance sighed, "we've got your back, you know that. But you've got to decide what you're going to do. You can stick around and deal or you can leave and find your own way. We'll follow but keep in mind that at least your dad is trying to do something. He's trying to make it so that people don't abandon their children at birth, that mutants are treated with respect, not hate. So of course he's not gonna be father of the year-but at least he's trying to make a world that we can all live in. That includes you to dumba**" he flicked Pietro's nose. "That's how we ended up here in the first place. So you in, or you out? Cuz if you're in then we've got some chores to do before June comes out here and kicks all our a**es. Or, y'know, we could run off and let her deal with it herself."
"Yeah... I don't wanna make her mad..." Freddy agreed, "maybe we should do the chores either way..."
Toad just stared up at Pietro quietly, waiting for his answer. Pietro glanced between them, "... okay. I guess I've... been slightly less than awesome lately." he grinned a little, "I'll work on it-but I'll be damned if I'm gonna do all your cleaning for you"
"Awwwwww" Toad whined, "but it's so much faassstteerr"
"Yeah well" Pietro stuck his tongue out at him, "Freddy, you wanna lemme go now?"
"huh? Oh" Freddy blinked, he had completely forgotten he was still holding Pietro so he set him down again.