Ophelia || Stiles Stilinski

Two

"Peter, I'm fine."

"You almost became a human kabob." He said as he scanned her face.

"But I didn't. I can take care of myself."

"I'm not saying you can't but you're still my sister, my twin sister, who, by the way, died and disappeared. Let me worry."

Pulling a face, Ophelia ultimately sighed and nodded, she couldn't fight him on that. She may have been separated from them too but she spent that time oblivious to it, Peter wasn't, he mourned another loss.

"Fine but don't tell Tony and Nat...or Wanda...or Bucky...better yet, just don't tell anyone."

"Deal." With a fist pump, the twins went back to their ice cream while they waited for Wanda to call them down for dinner. "Are you still heading to Stiles' after this?"

She only nodded before Vision had popped into her room, giving both of them a heart attack. "Holy shit! Vision!"

"I apologize Miss Parker, Mister Parker, but Wanda asked me to call you both down. It seems that dinner is ready."

Peter nodded, a thumbs up as they caught their breath, "Cool. Maybe next time knock though...please."

"Of course. I apologize for frightening you."

"It's fine, but didn't Wanda talk to you about this?"

Vision stayed quiet for a few minutes, the twins staring at him expectantly, "Yes." Was all he said before he disappeared through the wall again.

Seconds later, a knock on the door broke them from their small fit of laughter, "Come in!" Opheli laughed out.

Opening the door, Vision's head popped in, "Dinner is ready, children. Wanda made soup from her home country of Sokovia." He paused as the twins smiled brightly at him, amused, "Is that better?"

"It's perfect, Vision." Peter chuckled.

Giving them a smile, the synthezoid nodded and closed the door. Turning to each other, Peter and Ophelia fell back into laughter. "Sometimes I forget Vision isn't human."

Lia looked at him confused, "He floats and he's red!"

"Yeah and Steve is over 100 years old, we're around weird stuff all the time. It's easy to forget that nothing about us is normal."

The girl pondered his words for a moment before agreeing, "Fair enough."

"And don't your friends grow hairy and claws every full moon."

"I already agreed!" Getting up she dragged him off her bed and to the door, "Now let's go. Wanda made soup and her food never sucks."

Walking into the elevator, Friday was quick to welcome them, "Hello Parker Twins, what floor?"

"Hi FRIDAY!" They said at the same time, "Kitchen please!"

With a ding, the elevator doors opened to a large open plan kitchen, the largest island sat on the middle left side of the room, Wanda at the head of it with a large pot in front of her. To the right was a large bar, with hundreds of bottles of liquor placed neatly on the high, lit up shelves; Steve, Tony Bucky and Bruce were sat round it, drinking what looked like whiskey.

Straight ahead sat Nat, Vision and Pietro, the latter throwing pieces of paper at the synthezoid as Nat scrolled on her tablet.

Wanda beamed at the two as they walked towards the island, "Children! I made soup!"