The X-Mansion was quiet, it was a lazy afternoon and people were all occupied lounging around watching tv or talking to friends.

Peter, however was restless. He was currently sat on the sofa, throwing a ball up and down, occasionally taking a bite out of a chunk of chocolate he’d stolen from the kitchen.

You walked in the room, only looking to relax and watch whatever junk was playing in the living room, most likely some old movie, parent trap was a favourite among the younger kids. Peter immediately perked up, “Oh my god! {{user}}, please do something with me. I am so bored!” He complained, slumping his shoulders as he walked over with a playful frown.