Conquering an Untamed Flame (Johnny Storm fanfic)

Chapter 1: Kidnapping the President's Daughter

I giddily grin at the nine year old girl uncontrollably giggling through the computer screen at me, flashing my pearly whites. She tries to calm her breathing, yet her gleeful giggles overpower her once more as I amusedly state "It's not that funny!"

She vigorously nods her head up and down while continuing her giggle streak, playfully yelling "Yes it is!" Finding myself chuckling as much as her, I slightly give "Okay I'll admit... it is pretty funny."

The girl's eyes sparkle with amusement. "Of course it is! Doesn't Jordan really look good in pretty pink dresses? Oh, and those matching pink stiletto heels!"

I all of a sudden find breathing a difficult task with all the laughing I'm doing. "You forgot the pearl necklace! And yes, he pulls pink off better than me."

Laura Brighton - daughter of President Harvey Brighton - starts giggling at the phone in her hand again, lifting her gaze to the computer screen which I would be currently occupying on her end as she announces "It's still going to be my new wallpaper. He should be lucky I'm not leaking this to twitter. Could you imagine the paparazzi if they got a hold of this? 'Jordan Parks, multi-billionaire from presses to dresses.'"

I find myself laughing just as uncontrollably as her. "Your father would go ballistic if he found out you were the cause of the leak. You know how Jordan funds the military, air-force and marines. Not to mention the weapons he supplies. If that picture went viral, your father would have to find another funder so he doesn't damage his dignity."

The little girl coughs. "Unlike some people...."

Exchanging a quiet glance, we then find ourselves laughing hysterically once more, before a certain guest crashes my end of the Skype chat. "What are you ladies talking about?"

The two of us share another glance before innocently answering in a sing-song voice "Noth-ing."

Throwing me a curious look, he decides on "It's a humiliating concept including a member of the team I assume because of your nervous looks and sweaty palms. Not to mention the tears of joy rimming your eyes Stella. There's only two people in the group who humiliate themselves so, which as we both know are Chase and Jordan yet as of late I cannot remember anything significantly humiliating from Chase's behalf so it must be Jordan wearing that God awful pink dress. That was hilarious though." Meet Lucas Davids. Famine.

Laura hides a giggle behind her hand. "It's my computer and phone wallpaper."

Lucas' lips quirk up into a smirk for a second, before he asks something completely out of character. "May I have a look?" Gaping for a few moments then nodding my head eagerly, I unlock my phone and open up my gallery, shoving the phone towards him when I've reached the photo. Lucas rarely has a laugh that meets his eyes. Jokes are immature and pointless to him, so when he does smile sincerely like right now, it has the capability to make everyone in the room - or in the White House - smile like maniacs.

"That would put his career in flames," Lucas amusedly observes, handing me the phone afterwards, and adding on "be sure to send that to me."

"Where's Chase?" Laura inquisitively inquires.

Lucas gives a bored huff. "In one of the training rooms exercising and building up his muscle I presume. I can never fathom why he builds his body up so much yet blissfully ignores building his brain muscles. He's certainly physically healthy, but I've seen higher IQs from inanimate objects."

Lightly slapping Lucas on the chest yet finding a chuckle roll off my lips involuntarily, I playfully scold "Be nicer to Chase. It's not his fault he needs rats to help him out of a maze." I could literally hear Chase saying 'That was one time!' if he was hear right now.