"Who're they?" Peter asked Raven, as he watched the professor enter the large garden with two other people, or to his knowledge two other possible mutants. Raven, in her natural blue form, glanced at the ones of whom Peter spoke about. She shrugged lightly murmuring a quick "I don't know" as she enveloped back into her conversation with Jean. Peter watch intently, not being able to understand what the professor or the two females were saying, but he watched as the whitest girl raised her hand lightly, her pointer finger more stretched out than the rest- and within seconds a small bird, had flustered down from a tree and perched itself on her finger. A few more seconds had passed and soon more animals of which had never been seen on the school grounds appeared surrounding the girl.
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Different (Peter Maximoff)
FanfictionShe was just different, and maybe that's why he fell for her.