"I'm Gonna Need You Two Stop Ganging Up On Me And Downplaying My Hardships, Those Ten Year Olds Are Viscous

"I'm gonna need you two stop ganging up on me and downplaying my hardships, those ten year olds are viscous and they got superpowers! I got hit in the balls with a ball frozen solid by this one little brat!" Peter huffed turning to Erik. "also if I did 'make an example of them' the professor would've probably given me the same right hook he gave you when we broke you outta the Pentagon" Peter ranted.

"he does have a point, beating up kids doesn't sound like something he wants to hear about from either of Magneto's kids" dina jokes before digging into her breakfast .

"besides that I will make sure your sink is clean enough to eat out of when I'm done with it next time" peters promised causing dina to look at him with disgust. "why the hell would you ever eat out of a sink?" To which Peter replied "when smoke enough pot and have no clean bows you just gotta improvise and eat your cereal out the sink; dry" he put emphasis on that last word.

"if your eating the cereal dry just eat straight out of the box" dina said "now that's just barbaric" Peter retorted with a sarcastic tone. Dina then changed the subject from cereal to plans "I have nothing out side of my classes, a few of the teachers are out on mission so I don't know if that means substitute teachers or no class for that subject"

"I know Mr McCoy is here cause I saw him earlier, which is good cause I like his class the best" dina remarks

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Magneto stands at the edge of the training grounds, his imposing figure casting a long shadow. The air hums with a quiet intensity as he watches Dina practice, his expression unreadable. With a deep breath, he steps forward, his cape billowing slightly in the breeze.

"Dina," he calls out, his voice firm yet gentle.

As she turns to face him, he approaches with measured steps, his eyes studying their face closely. "I am Magneto," he begins, his tone carrying the weight of his name. "I've come to speak with you about something of great importance."

He pauses, searching for the right words. "I know this may come as a shock, but I am your father. I have watched you from afar, knowing that one day this moment would come."

Magneto's gaze softens, a rare vulnerability showing through. "I understand if you have questions, or if you feel anger or confusion. But know that I am here now, and I want to be a part of your life, to help you understand your abilities and your heritage."

He extends a hand, a tentative yet hopeful gesture. "Will you allow me the chance to explain, to show you the truth of who we are?"