Summer.

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"You'll need more clothes," C.C. pointed out. "All you have is sweats! You'll be joining some team at school?"

"Would that be honest?"

"Not really," She squinted one eye. "But I've heard that if you're good at sports you can be given a scholarship."

"I'd have to be good at controlling my powers," Pietro said absently. "You think I can do it?"

"Practice makes perfect, don't forget it." 

"It's what Wanda used to say..."

She sat down tiredly, it'd been two months since Pietro's sister had vanished from their radar, and the boy had expected her to reach out somehow. She hadn't.

"I guess we can go shopping as soon as you move in..."

"Move in?"

"To the tower, obviously."

Pietro frowned. "Tony didn't tell you?"

"What thing?"

"He's selling the tower."

"WHAT—"

C.C. ran out of the room and in two seconds she was standing in front of Tony at the kitchen table. He coughed and moved away from the bar.

"Don't use Pietro's powers in the kitchen! Don't you know the amount of stuff he's broken that way?"

"You're selling the Avengers tower?"

"Oh," Tony raised his eyebrows. "He spoke at last."

"When were you going to tell me?"

"You were so excited about spending summer with your dorky friends that I didn't want to ruin the fun."

"Where am I going to live once you sell it? Where am I supposed to go?"

"The compound!" Tony frowned. "Here's spacey enough. You'll have to wake up like two hours earlier to be at school on time but it's just a minor inconvenience, isn't it?

"No. No, it's not," She frowned. "You said that I could go out and be with my friends during the weekends. I thought living in the compound was not permanent! What am I supposed to do, learn how to drive?"

"Wouldn't hurt! At least that way Happy won't have to pause his actual job to drive you around the city—"

"You're lying!" She pulled her hair. "You're lying, I know you are! You were lying all along, weren't you? Saying that I could go to the city— what else is a lie?"

"Kid, listen to me," He stood up. "I wasn't lying, but the thing is that Pepper has given me a second chance now that she knows I took you under my wing and that I was thinking of selling the Avengers tower— besides, I can't just ignore the raft's incident, I need you where you can be looked after at all times."

"So this is you being paranoid—"

"Listen!" He insisted. "You're a good hero, but C.C. needs to develop her soft, baby brain. It may be good for Spider-man to go out and acquire some fighting skills, but Copycat needs to be human."

"I don't want to talk right now," She breathed heavily. "Too angry."

Tony eyed her up, no one that was left at the compound knew about her speech impediments, she doubted she could actually call them that, given that it wasn't something that happened often. Whenever she was upset, though, she would stutter nonstop. Part of the reason why she was so quiet as a child.

She went back to Pietro's room, he looked up at her from his place on the bed.

"I thought you knew."

"Why are you packing your bags if he's selling the tower?" C.C. pushed the words out before they could get stuck on her tongue.

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