What's in a Name?

The scene was right out of a story book. She found him on the doorstep in the middle of a thunderstorm, knocking and banging and hollering like a mad man.

He latched onto her shirt the moment she opened the door, "Oh God, Xavier's here, isn't he? He's gotta be here. Hey, Baldy! Get down here! God damnit! He's the only one who can help when she goes like that, and I put all that work into getting here as-fast-as-possible-and-Idon'tknowwhattodo--!!"

Of course she did what any sane person would do. She punched the weird guy in the face and slammed the door shut.

After a moment, though, she realized that the guy had been blurring in a familiar way. She waited a bit, no need to let him know that she'd made a mistake in rushing him out, then re-opened the door. With her hands on her hips and her attitude prominently displayed in her tone of voice, Jubilation Lee quirked an eyebrow at the no-longer-a-stranger.

"You calmer now, Maximoff? 'Cause I'm totally not lettin' you in here when you're freakier than a crazed Chihuaua. When'd you trade your costume in for an even gayer one, by the way? You got tired of the subtlety of that lighting bolt leadin' down to yer crotch, so you decided to just stick a bright orange arrow there instead?"

The silver-haired boy looked down at her blankly.

"Kid, I don't know what you're smoking-but-I'm-not-Pietro-"

"Slow down! I can't understand you!"

Not!Pietro glared at her, then continued. "And I really need to talk to Professor Xavier."


"Just take me to him already!"

Jubilee popped her gum lazily, and shook her head, seeing a chance to finally get back at the annoying speedster (who was totally Pietro, even if he pretended that he wasn't).

"Nuh-uh. Gotta say the magic word."

"I didn't know that the X-men were into passwords like little kids."

Jubilee quirked her eyebrow up again and leaned on the door frame. That? Yeah, that was a sneer there on his face. Stuck-up little snob. He deserved far more than she was gonna give him.

"Tch. Say please, ya stupid dumbass."

"Fine! PLEASE take me to him, then! I'm in a rush, and-they're-getting-slau-"


"Calm down."

The boy shut his mouth with a click, and held his hand to his cheek.

"You ... slapped me?"

For a split second, he just stared at her. Something intriguing glinted for a moment in his eyes, but it disappeared. His shocked expression was wiped away and replaced with a sullen pout. The not!Pietro started to blur at the edges as he danced from one foot to the other, glowering in a stubborn silence. Jubilee sighed and rolled her eyes.

"Close the door, wipe yer feet, and stay put. I'll get the prof down here to figure out what's screwin' with yer brain in two secs, Maximoff."

"I'm not-!"

But Jubilee had already disappeared through a doorway.