It had been such a long time, months upon months not being in Midgard with my friends. I had not heard anything from anyone, even my beloved uncle. I was growing tired of being a queen, I'd be happy to let someone take over while I visited Earth. I wanted to be able to be a somewhat normal teenager for a while.
A month later I got the chance, Lady Sif told me she would step in being one of my ladies in waiting. I was elated! I could meet the noble Captain's gentleman, I could attend intelligent Tony's wedding, meet the newest Barton child, attend Black Widow and Hulk's wedding, and meet the new members.
Ah, New York City, it still smelled odd and was extremely busy and loud, but it held fond memories. I missed Maggie greatly, her death really shook me. The first Avenger to meet me at the train station was my Uncle Thor accompanied by Lady Laura, Clint Barton's lovely wife. They took me to the Tower and showed me to my quarters.
"Queen Iona of Asgard, meet Vision. You remember Jarvis?" my uncle addressed me as a magenta man came up to us.
"Of course good uncle."
"His brain is inside Vision, I must go, I trust you can wander on your own."
"It is lovely to meet you Vision," I told him shaking his hand. He expressed pleasure in meeting me before heading off. I turned to find my way to dine when I was swept off my feet right on to my back. I stood quickly gazing around in anger. I could practically feel my eyes glowing. Suddenly a blue streak stopped in front of me revealing a young man. He was extremely handsome and gave off an air of charm. His silvery hair was mostly faded into his dark roots, striking blue eyes, and dark stubble combined with tight clothes showing off muscle, I was swooning a little. He towered over me, as in at least a foot and a quarter taller. I only stood at five foot so maybe that didn't mean anything. He raised an eyebrow like he was expecting something when I realized he had spoken.
"My apologies, please repeat your words, I did not hear them," I said holding eye contact.
"I said, I am terribly sorry for knocking you over. I am Pietro, you are?"
Oh wow, his accent, I had never heard anything like it and I had to admit my face felt warm. I adjusted the crown in my curls and cleared my throat, "I am Queen Iona of Asgard. I am Thor's niece and Loki's daughter." He grinned showing off pearly white teeth in perfect alignment. I had never met anyone in all of my sixteen year as charming and other-wordly, and I was from a different realm. I held my hand out to shake, but he placed a kiss on my knuckles. Once he let go I adjusted my ring and invited him to join me for, what's the word?, ah yes breakfast. He agreed to come along when Tony Stark showed up.
"Iona! How is my favorite teenaged queen? Long time no see, I see you met the King of Speed," he pulled me into a tight hug and kissed my cheeks.
I turned toward where the other man had just been to find nothing. I was dissapointed, but I've handled worse than a man way too old for me.
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Little Miss Mischief
Fiksi Penggemar-ON HIATUS- It's about the Avengers, there are OCs so if you don't like that just don't read it? I started this when I was in 7th grade, so don't judge the beginning too harshly. If you're curious just read it dude.
