What if Erik met his son years before Days of Future Past??
Days after days, Erik dedicates his life to revenge, and spends his life in the frustration of searching for Sebastian Shaw- the greatest threat of his life, a frightening specter, and his...
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[June 1, 1983]
Pietro tied his shoelaces, took his hat and his walkman he never left. So today he picked up Erik's turtleneck, doubling it with his jacket.
He went to get some snacks to fill his stomach, it was necessary, he didn't want to pass out from running around on an empty stomach.
"Someone's in a good mood today," Raven came over, catching him with a mouthful of sponge cake.
Erik came after Raven, the night his son returned from Attilan he had told him at length how he finally managed to win a girl's heart.
"How was it? C'mon tell me...."
"Did you get on one knee?" Raven asked as she opened the fridge, taking out some chocolate for her to snack on.
"Yeah, I did," he said, scratching his head.
"Awww, that's sweet!" She said, "What did she say?"
"Yes, three times!" he said, smiling remembering that happy moment.
Raven lunged forward, getting up to hug Pietro, "Congratulations! My Speedyboy, you did a great job!" She ruffled Pietro's hair, hugged him again and it made Pietro squirm.
"He got his tips from me," Erik looked at them from the corner of the newspaper.
"Anyway, you look neat..." Raven said.
"Is that my turtleneck?" Erik pointed.
Pietro shrugged his shoulders, feigning ignorance.
"Where are you going?" Raven asked.
"I'm planning to visit my mother," he said, "I've been away for a while,"
So after he devoured his meal, he ran off to Florida to visit Magda, he missed her as usual.
There was still a bunch of flowers that had withered now as if someone had visited before. Maybe it was Erik, Pietro didn't know, after all, his father didn't need to report to him about it.
"Hey, Mama, It's me---Pietro....Again" he said as he replaced the withered bouquet with a new one.
"I know, it's been a while....." He sighed, "I missed you so much,"
He took off his hat, "Guess what? last night, I finally got to propose to the woman I love," he said as if Magda was really listening to him right now.
"She's carrying my child," he said, "You believe that? I'm going to be a father!"
Pietro smiled, meaningfully. He wished he could introduce Crystal to his mother.
"Her name is Crystal, and she's also a princess, I'm lucky huh?" He said, for Pietro, Crystal didn't have to be royalty to be considered a princess.
