A year to Remember. Part 3, The Conclusion

Reservations and Relationships

"What do you want?!" Wanda yells from her room, hearing the pitter-patter and feeling the overflowing emotions through her door. Yanking it open she finds an already startled Pietro paling. She sighs, "just come in". Doesn't bother to look if he followed, taking the door closing as sign he came in. She asks again, "what did you want?", sitting by her reading chair, Pietro drops on her bed. "Tonight needs to be perfect", he mumble-whines into one of her pillows. Wanda doesn't know what he's on about, but a little scarlet sparkle could help her get the gist

A flying pillow snaps her back to reality, "Out of my mind!", he barks. Wanda rolls her eyes, "if you don't talk, then how am I supposed to know what you're on about". He gets the pillow thrown back, pouting. "so why does tonight need to be perfect?", Wanda asks, "what're you doing with Peter?".

"Date night", he grumbles. "And how's that a problem?". Wanda's sass makes him snap his neck up from his pillow, scowling at his sister, "it's my first time taking him out! It's always been him, MJ, or Tony thats organised everything, but now it's only me". Wanda stands, making it to Pietro and her bed, shaking the pouting speedster. Looking softly at him gets him to calm down, and finish his thought. "He's always been incredible, every time we've gone out, I can't let him down".

That's something she can go from, "and it will be. Can't you ask Tony for a limo, reservations, give Peter the hallmark date of his dreams?". Pietro digs deeper into the pillow, shaking his head. "He doesn't like all that public stuff", he replies, voice muffled by the pillow, "I don't think paparazzi and headlines and Stark level fancy would be something he'd look for".

"So then what did you have in mind", she states more than asks, tired of his moping. It does get Pietro to reveal his plans and to say Wanda was amazed would be an understatement. "think he'll like it?", Pietro asks hopeful. She nods, "He loved when you asked him out and everything went wrong then, so yeah dummy, I'm sure he will".

"Wait, you know about that?!", he whines surprised. "Tony showed us the video", this revelation makes the speedster pout even more, Wanda lowering him to her lap and playing with his hair. It's when she checks her watch that everything unravels. "You might wanna run though, his internship ends in like an hour". And run he does, sputtering, stumbling and speeding out of Wanda's room. 45 minutes to set up everything, get dressed and get Peter up.

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Wednesday's lab with the midtown interns is... as chaotic as always, even more now since he got promoted. "I still can't believe Tony made you our new permanent supervisor", Peter looks over at Eric, ducking, "or that he's letting us do this". For whatever reason they decided to make high tech catapults and start their own small war.

Eric — because he's Eric — didn't see an issue with this, and still doesn't. Fortunately no one has gotten hurt and they're using their own design of elastic and sticky balls, so even if someone's hit it's a bruise at worst. MJ was enjoying this more than any expected, having a preferred target in Peter and Eric.

They all freeze when the doors open up, paling at the person that walked through. "M-Mr Stark, welcome", Eric gulps walking up to the billionaire for a reason that clearly was missed by the man himself. Tony scans the room, smiling at the chaos, "Who's winning?". MJ smirks in reply, waving two fingers in the air before landing a direct hit on Peter.

"Don't mind me, just gonna steal this one", he grabs Peter in a side hug leading him out of the room, to mild protest from MJ about ruining the fun. Only in the elevator does Peter speak, "oh! May wanted me to thank you for the professional cleaners you got her". Tony smirks, looking over at the kid, internally celebrating about his win. "Glad to see she liked it", Peter nods confidently. "I've got some tech to help keep it clean, I'll send it over with you tonight", He adds, also ensuring to quiet Peter's arguing and refusing.