"Woah, no no no, back up about fifty feet Speedy!" Tony screeched when he walked in. I sighed, and slumped in my seat. Suddenly I was in the air, "Back away, no fast ones for you!" I squirmed, "Mr Stark put me down!" Thor came in and grabbed me from the man of iron. I was giving off a faint light, "Put me down! I am no child! I rule a whole realm, keep the peace between others, soon I will even be marrying age!" My uncle gently placed me back on my feet looking embarrassed. Tony was still in shock. "Please leave me be, Uncle. Mr Stark." From behind a soft voice, "Please." I turned to find Pietro batting his eyelashes and jutting his bottom lip out. The adults stalked out and gave us one last look before the elevator doors shut. I plopped down on the couch, "Mov- what? Do I have something on my face?" Pietro was giving me the strangest look. He gave a warm smile and turned to the TV, "What is marrying age for your people?" I chuckled, "It is eighteen. It is mandatory by that age that there be a King not just a Queen." I leaned into his side, "You remind me of him..." A small questioning noise sounded, "Who?" I tucked my head into his neck, "Bill. So charming, blue eyes, wonderful smile, tall." He rested a hand on my hip, "I have no intention of pushing you, go at your own pace. I want you to be happy, my queen." I drifted off to sleep in the warm room with the fire crackling, the TV in the background, and the soft thud of Pietro's heart.
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Little Miss Mischief
Fanfiction-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.
