OUR PLACE (SEQUEL)

[10] Hells Been Unleashed

"It's wonderful to see the both of you again, thank you for coming." I could hear Pops speak just in the other room. I stayed in bed, attempting to read however I listened in instead. Shutting the book I eavesdropped.

"Of course," A heavily accented voice responded, an African one. One that I could tell was male. Dad mentioned someone before... T' something..

"I only came to see Peter..." Another voice retorted, "Not that I don't wish to see you two as well, but..." She trailed off. A soft chuckle could be heard from both Pops and Dad however a small grumble of sorts echoed.

"Shuri," The heavy accented voice demeaned.

"It's fine, we actually have someone we'd like to introduce to you both."

"Is it another broken white boy?" She anticipated.

"Friday can you have Y/n join us?"

"Yes, Mr. Rogers. She is on her way," She said before even mentioning it to me.

"Is this a new team member?" The man asked.

"No she's-"

"Hi, I'm Y/n, pleasure to meet you both," I slid past with my socks, cutting him off promptly. My arms extended in order to keep balance.

"Y/n, meet King T'challa and Princess Shuri- don't bow, Bruce tried that.." Dad mentioned. I straightened my posture out once he mentioned royal titles.

"Shit, I would've put something fancy on if you told me I would be meeting fucking royalty!" I look away from the two and to my idiot fathers with wide eyes. Earning a light chuckle from the royals.

"Language! T'challa, Shuri, this is Y/n our daughter," Pops properly introduces me.

"Pleasure to meet you both," I said awkwardly, not really knowing what to do with myself.

"You as well," The king smiled before turning back to Pops and Dad.

"Peter's talked about you quite a bit, I think we'll become good friends," Shuri smiled, almost mischievously.

"Oh no..." I muttered under my breath.

"N/n why don't you two run off, find Peter or something."

We did as told and found him tinkering with something small in his hands.

"Peter! Is that a weed!" He turned to the sudden noise echoing from Shuri's lips. Almost falling over in his spinny chair.

"No this is a crayon-"

"I'm calling the police!" She poked at an imaginary microwave for a moment before I filled in for her.

"911 what's your emergency?" I say, my voice is almost completely monotone.

"Shuri! I missed you," He propelled himself off the chair and rushed towards her.

"My favorite white boy!" She exclaimed back and gave him a hug. He let go and walked toward me speedily. "Well I would actually say it's a tie between you and Bucky-er. Oh it's so weird now because you are his child- like an actual child. I wouldn't have imagined him to be a dad otherwise."

"I'll be honest I was weirded out by it.." Peter blurted out in which I took offense.

"Hey!"

"I take it back." He held his hands up in surrender.

"I love you too, now kiss me."

"I'm curious, do you have supersoldier serum in your dna or adopted or-"