Pietro zoomed into the house, easily beating Lance's jeep. He stopped in his room, dumping his backpack on the bed and grabbing some clothes and zipping into the bathroom. By the time the rest of the Brotherhood got to the house, he was sitting on the couch, flipping through the few channels they had, hair still wet.
"Why do you take so many showers, yo?" asked Todd, flopping down next to the speedster. Pietro put on his trademark smirk as he answered.
"Not everyone can enjoy filth like you, Toad. Some people enjoy being clean." Todd just shrugged his shoulders as the others went about whatever it was they did. He didn't to figure out what they did because, frankly, he didn't care.
"We're still watching that marathon tonight, right?" Todd asked Pietro.
"Of course, man. Wouldn't miss it for anything." Todd got a big smile on his face as he jumped onto the couches arm rest.
"This is gonna be the best, yo. I'll make the popcorn and Blob said he was gonna make nachos." Pietro nodded in agreement. He was really looking forward to it, just hanging with everyone, enjoying a good show and no fighting. He would never admit it to any one, but he really didn't like it when then others fought with each other. They're a family and families aren't suppose to fight. Yeah, he knows how corny it sounds, but its true. It's bad enough that his sister hates him and his father only uses him.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. "I got it!" He said zooming to the door. He wondered who could possibly be there. No one ever came to their house, mostly because it was a dump.A quick glance in the kitchen revealed where Fred and Lance were. He opened the front door.
He froze when he saw the woman outside. She wore a grey business suit, had blonde hair up in a bun, and brown eyes. Behind her was two police men in their blue uniforms. The woman smiled, her voice sickingly sweet as she asked, "Are you Mr. Maximoff?" His throut dried up, making it impposible to speak.
"Who's at the door, Pietro?" came Lance's voice as he came to the door. He stopped when he saw the unwelcome guests. The woman smiled at him.
"Are there any others in the house?" Lance's eyes narrowed.
"Yes..." he answers uncertantly.
"Are any of them adults?" Lance paled visibly at that.
"No." he sighed in defeat.
The woman just continued to smile in his and Pietro's faces as she uttered the words that would ruin the Brotherhood forever.
"All of you will have to come with me."
