2| Platinum [Pietro M.] ✔

7. Normality

"Iris, please, sit down. I'll get it." I hear Pietro laugh at me when I stand on my tippy toes to try and grab a glass from the top shelf of a cabinet in the kitchen.

"I CAN GRAB MY OWN DANG GLASS. I'M NOT FOUR." I shout back as my fingers barely brush against the glass' side before I shout a string of profanities in Russian. "I AM A GROWN WOMAN WHY CAN I NOT GET MY OWN GLASS HOLY CHEEZE-ITS." I shout and drop back onto my heels and send the glass on the shelf a heated glare.

"Iris, just let him get the glass for you!" I hear Steve shout from his position in living area where a television is turned on with Doctor Who playing. I guess Steve hasn't caught up on this age's biggest shows. Tony's been making the Cap marathon the show all morning. Poor Steve. Thankfully for him, Wanda is over there sitting on a couch with Vision, explaining how and why things work the way they do when Steve has questions about the show. I mean, I don't really know how she knows all this stuff. I assume maybe Tony forced her to watch it also while I was gone. Anyways, I guess Steve hasn't grasped the concept of sci-fi yet. I can only imagine his confusion when it comes time for him to watch Supernatural.

"Because I want to do it myself!" I shout back, slamming my palms down on the counter after I've turned to face the lounge area.

"Tony!" I hear Sam yell from his chair next to the Cap. "The kids are fighting again!"

"Kids, kids, stop fighting. You're all grounded." I gape at Stark with my eyebrows pulled together disbelievingly.

"Tony Stark, you cannot ground me." I point an accusatory finger at him.

"Pepper! Everybody's fighting!" Now Wanda shouts from where she sits on the couch next to Vision. A split second later, Pepper peeks her head into the room and gives the entire team a chilling look. She previously was in an office across the hall. Ms. Potts is here to getting everything straight for the New Avengers after everything was moved from Stark Tower to this location.

"Stop fighting." My eyes instinctively drop and avert from where she's standing.

"Yes ma'am." I respectfully say and hear a sigh before Pepper's heels click against the concrete floors as she walks away. Then I look up and send a snarky glare where Pietro's sitting on a bar stool, grinning triumphantly at me. "What are you smiling about you soggy biscuit?" I grumble and push myself away from where I was standing at the counter. A second later, Pietro pulls out a grabby claw and sets it on the counter before leaning on his elbows while resting his chin in the palms of his hands. He continues to smile like a lovesick puppy. I gasp at him, eyes wide. "T-rex arm extensions!" I reach out for it but before my fingers can get even remotely close to it, Pietro is across the room dangling it from one of his fingers enticingly. "Pietro! No, come back! I'll take back what I said." I slowly exit from behind the kitchen counter.

"Take what back?" He taunts, letting the grabby claw swing precariously from his finger.

"I take back saying that the X-Men are just copy caTS NOW GUYS GET HIM!" I abruptly shout and before Pietro can move this time Clint tackles Pietro sideways into a couch and Wanda shouts 'four points!' I'm near to a fit of laughter as Natasha walks in and throws a yellow strip of cloth at the two overgrown wrestling children. I don't even know where she got it but whatever.

"Foul." She says, unenthusiastic, before moving into the area Steve, Sam, Wanda, and Vision are sitting, watching, and discussing the impossibilities of Doctor Who. I snicker to myself, just glad that everybody is getting on fine.