(Requested by: @different_and_nerdy)
Scene: You meet at a concert.
"I am very bored. I need entertainment." Pietro glared up at the ceiling in frustration. In the recent battle in Sokovia, Pietro had been miraculously saved. With his powers of speed, he also quickly healed. But, he did need time to fully recover. And, since he couldn't move around, he thought his new job was to annoy the crap out of everybody else in the Avengers tower.
Everybody groaned. "You are even annoying me, brother." Wanda admitted to him. "Then do something about it." Clint muttered as he took a bite of the lasagna prepared by Pepper. Tony popped up from his seat. "I've got it. Come on buddy, we're going out." Pepper dropped her fork on her plate.
"Tony! We were going to have a night in with everybody here! I've got dessert in the oven!" Tony raised an eyebrow. "I'm sorry, but do you really want to deal with Speedy Mcwhiny over here for the rest of night?" Her mouth shut in resignation.
"Let's go. I think I know of something you'll want to see."
*****
You were freaking out. This was the last show of your tour, and then your agent said you should "take a break from the spotlight". Really, that just means you were going to prepare for a Beyoncé and put out a new album without a notice.
This was your last chance to "wow". You had to leave the audience wanting more and the press whirring. In a good way. And that was what you were worried about. "You're on in five." The stage manager told you. Your agent, Skye, grinned at you. You shook your head. You could do this.
*****
"I do not understand, Tony Stark. Why are we here? I have no interest in-"
You came onstage and Pietro's jaw dropped. You came out in a red knee-length black, red, and white floral skirt, a sleeveless white button-up shirt, and some black pumps with your hair down and curly.
"Are you guys ready?" You shouted with your earbud/microphone. Thousands of fans cheered in the crowd. You grinned. You knew that you would be nothing without them. You started by singing songs in the park until someone took a video of you and uploaded it to YouTube. Then, the video went viral. And you really had to thank your fans.
"You guys are amazing! I want to thank you guys for coming tonight! And to do that, I would like to call on one of you to come up and sing with me!" You were met with an uproar of voices and an ocean of hands that raised to your request.
"To start off, I've asked my drummer, Aaron, to pick a section number." You walked over to him and put the microphone up to him. "Section B." He smiled as the whole section screamed. "Guitar, Jackson." You loved to put the band members on the spot. They never really got much attention, so you wanted to make sure they got their chance.
"Row 17." He blushed as the bright lights shone on him. "Bass guitar, Elijah." He flipped his golden blonde out of his eyes and flashed his twinkling smile which caused an uproar among the girls of the crowd. You rolled your eyes. "Drum roll, please." You looked to Aaron. He grinned and began. "Seat number... 15!"
A spotlight was directed to where you saw a little girl, about seven, practically sprint down with her mom in tow. You hadn't known you had fans that young.
When she came up, she had a smile too big for her face. "And what's your name?" You asked, bending down to her height. "I'm Lucy Harrison." She said it with so much conviction that it almost broke your heart how adorable she was. "Well, Lucy Harrison, how would you like to sing a song with me?" You put the mike up to her again. "I would like that very much." She nodded. The whole crowd gave an affectionate "aww!"
