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  Pietro went “Awp,” and was silent for one very long minute. “You wouldn’t,” he finally babbled. “It’s too cruel. You couldn’t." 

  "I would too,” Freddy said, looking more serious and scary than he ever had. “I ain’t no barber, but I sheared sheep before. I’ll make you look like Daniels." 

  The speedster’s eyes rolled up in a

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  “It’s been going around,” said Lance, remembering the Snowshovel Incident. And the words Kitty had had to say when he asked for Baldy. It was going to take more than a posy of wildflowers to get over *that* one. “Look. We know how you guys are for busting in on stuff, okay? And Todd… is not well." 

  "I know,” said Xavier. “That’s why Sara insisted he see

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  Xavier was both surprised and impressed. This was Sara when she wasn’t trying to be anyone else, or maintain some image impressed on her from numerous rehearsals at varying finishing schools. This was Sara being herself… and she thought of it as becoming the music. 

  _Of all the mutants I’ve interviewed,_ he mused, _I had to find one with more layers than an onion._ 

  Sara segued from Enya to a piece she’d

…and I’m not even near halfway, yet. Ugh.

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  “Oh… right.” There were only three types of cheese in the Brotherhood house. Kraft, Swiss, and moldy-beyond-recognition. Todd located the yellow food and spread a bit on a cracker. 

  It was damn good, despite his qualms about eating in front of an enemy. You were vulnerable while eating and drinking in the tenements. To protect yourself, you’d have to drop your food and risk

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  Sara clung to him even tighter at the prospect of going down, especially since she’d have to do it backwards. Todd went first with the assurance that he would at least cushion her if she slipped. It was a long struggle for Sara to lower her legs into empty space and climb by feel, but she did with Todd’s support and coaxing. Soon they were back on the landing of the second story just in

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  Sara giggled and blushed in spite of herself. Todd was turning into a very happy puddle under her fingers. His expression of bliss was almost - comedic, in its way. 

  _If mother ever heard that I was in a bedchamber with a shirtless male…_ Mother! Aw *crap*. She still had to impersonate her mother and call the school. 

  Sara let go of Todd and dived for her mobile, punching numbers. 

  “Mwf?” said Todd. 

  “Shh. I

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  Sara waited until the van’s tires screeched at the corner, indicating that Steve was on his way back to the store, before she shed so much as one scrap of her guise. 

  Gah, it was hot in that get-up. 

  And getting out of it was skin-snaggingly uncomfortable. 

  Todd barely opened his eyes when she jostled his head onto her lap. No matter. He was bound to recover. She dipped a plastic spoon into the honey and drizzled

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  Sara didn’t even bother to answer her. She was watching Todd with a blank expression. Her mind was in another realm. 

  Freddy returned with the cellular and not a moment too soon. Tabitha had grown tired of chanting “Earth to Eeeesseeellll, Essel phone home?” and was now prepared to toss a bomb to get a reaction out of *someone*. 

  The thought had never crossed her mind to pester Alvers or Pietro for information, and they

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 "So like I said, if he’s a she, I’d be getting quite a bit more attention than Tolensky,“ Pietro concluded for about the fifth time that night. Lance was already irritated and *trying* to work on a new song. Pietro’s rant about Essel was just throwing off his groove. 

  First of all, he didn’t want to think about Essel. Second, he definitely didn’t want to think about

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  “Yo cute when you laugh,” Todd grinned. Sara giggled harder but shook her head. 

  “You don’t think I sound like a committed chipmunk on crystal meth?" 

  "Naw,” Todd answered back, straight faced. Then he lost his composure and fell over sideways onto the bed. His laughter was just a bit on the nasal side, but contagious. Soon both of them were rendered helpless for no clear reason. 

  Sara stopped laughing only