Little Miss Mischief

It Hit The Fan

(A.N. warning, there is some mature content in this chapter, so be forewarned)

"When we get back you two are in for a world of trouble," Steve said sternly while looking at us in the rear view mirror. "Go easy on them, punk. If I recall, you got into a lot of fights when we were their age," Bucky muttered to his boyfriend.  The two shared a warm look. "How mad are they?" Pietro piped up looking scared. Bucky turned to us and let out a quick breath, "Tony and Pepper are more than a little disappointed. As are Clint, Vision, Bruce, and Wanda. Thor is more angry someone hit Iona than anything. Fury is livid, so expect to be in huge trouble. Natasha is proud of you two. Me and Stevie have been in more fights than we can count, so we have no room to talk." Pietro and I looked over each other. He had a black eye, a busted lip, and a split eyebrow marring his handsome features. I knew that my face was cut up from being dragged on the concrete and I was pretty sure my eyes were blackening from cracking my nose. He put a hand out and touched the underside of my jaw gently. I smiled at him, "You won't break me." His eyes darted over my face, "I know, I'm just admiring your beauty even when you're more than a little roughed up." I leaned in with full intent to kiss him when a silver arm came down between us. "Hey, hey, hey! No necking in the back of my truck!" Bucky said exasperated, then he turned to Steve. "They're acting like a couple of horny teenagers!" Steve outright laughed, "Buck, they are horny teenagers! Remind you of anyone?" Bucky went tomato red and went into total silence. Us in the back laughed, but didn't go back to what we were about to do because of the effectively ruined mood.

When we got home that evening Director Fury was waiting with his arms crossed. "You two are grounded for the next month! No leaving the tower, no talking to your friends! In fact, give me your phones! And because you decided that using your powers was okay in front of civilians, you now have to be privately tutored here. Your friends will be sent to a separate facility where they can continue their studies under Agent Hill. Mr. Stark with begin your lessons promptly Monday morning. And on top of all that you will train with Captain Rogers, Sargent Barnes, and Thor on how to control your abilities, am I understood?" Fury snapped at us as we sat on the couch with our heads bowed in shame. In unison we mumbled a 'Yes sir' before handing our phones over. I was more than a little sad to not go back to school and to not see my friends again.

As we trudged down the hall, Pietro took my hand to comfort me, "How about we change and watch some movies huh?" I nodded with a sniffle as we went to the bathroom to clean our beaten faces. We washed the blood from our lips, noses, and cheeks. I swiped a hand over our appearances and winced at the cracking sound of our faces healing rapidly. We looked in the mirror in wonder at the lack of cuts and bruises.

We went back to Pietro's room to change. I took an old hoodie of his and a pair of sweatpants that were much too big for me. I held my collar us to my nose once I had changed and inhaled the definite scent of Pietro. "Are you sniffing my hoodie? That is too cute and funny!" he said from across the room where he was rifling through a drawer. I stared at his back admiring the muscles, then practically salivated when he faced me. He suddenly was in front of me, "You know that you're allowed to touch right?" I slowly let my hand get closer to his bare chest, "What about the door? Someone might walk in." Then the door was clothes without the feeling of his skin under my hand ever leaving. My fingers traced the lines curving over his abdomen. I was so curious and new to every sensation and being this close to someone. I touched the v shape that was along his hips and felt the soft hair trailing down his navel. Once I was done inspecting his body he pushed the end of my hoodie up so my hip was showing. He placed a warm hand there and on my neck bending slightly toward my face, "You're stunning little queen...." My heart beat so fast when his mouth was mere inches from my own. Finally his lips touched mine and I felt so content with the soft, gentle press of his against mine. I hands tool purchase somewhere between his ribs and shoulder blades. He drew me ever so slightly closer as he inched me backwards. The back of my knees hit the edge of his bed so I fell back onto it bringing Pietro with me. He pulled my legs up off the bed and laid me back further onto it. He moved so my legs bracketed his hips. All of this never breaking apart until I pulled away. We panted slightly into the little space between us. "Is the first time the future king and queen make love the night of their wedding?" he asked sitting up further onto his elbows. I thought about it for a moment, "I believe so." He looked disappointed for a moment, "After that question this will make me seem as though I am only after one thing. Which I am not!" I giggle at his antics, "Pie, just tell me!" He sat up and helped me sit up too before saying anything, "Iona, I love you and I want to marry you right now." I smiled softly at him, "We are going to be wed right now, no years to wait." He huffed, "No, right now. As in tonight  as soon as possible." I was taken off guard for a moment, "O-oh. Well let me go get my dress and my plain engagement ring so we can put the ones we have right now on each other." He helped me up and kissed me on the cheek muttering about bad luck and seeing the bride. I ran to Wanda and Natasha's rooms so they could help me.

Once I was dressed in my gown with my hair and makeup done, Natasha helped me put my veil in.  The other women went to get dressed themselves once I was all done. Bucky showed up at my door wearing a suit, "Hey 'Ona, I'm walking you down the isle because Thor is the only one qualified to officiate the marriage." Tony came up behind him, "Hello my favorite teenage queen, I am the ring bearer so  big fancy ring please." I placed my red amber inlaid gold viking knot ring in his hands. After the two men departed, Pepper came to me, "You couldn't wait? You had to be married in the middle of the night? Anyway, ready to go?" I took a steadying breath and followed her.

On a small balcony all of my friends and family were seated facing a blooming  garden alter that was obviously of Asgardian origin. My uncle stood at the center in a suit talking to my grandparents. Pepper went to stand at the alter in line with Wanda and Natasha. Pietro stood on the opposite side looking down at his hands with Tony, Steve, and Clint lined up behind him. Music began to play so all the guests that were mingling sat in their seats. Bucky placed my hand on his arm with a gentle pat, "Don't worry, it's not as scary as you think." He began to lead me down the alter so I clutched my bouquet and walked on. The congregation all looked at me with reverence, but Pietro began to cry when he saw me. Bucky passed my hand to Pietro with a warm smile. I handed my flowers to Natasha and took Pietro's other hand.

After the ceremony everyone went down to ballroom that had been decorated while we were getting married. Pietro took off his suit jacket and rolled this sleeves up. My bridesmaids helped me take my over skirt off leaving only a knee length one. I danced with my new husband while our friends and family watched. After that I danced with my uncle because I had no father. Everyone went to their tables for dinner. A dish called Shepherd's Pie was served because it was my favorite. Traditional mead from my home was served along with some Irish whiskey because Pietro's parents were of Irish decent. Of course we weren't allowed to have any, so Wanda came and sat with us while all the adults drank. We played cards for a while before more music began to play and the dance floor filled. Pietro held his hand out for me to take and lead me onto the floor. We danced around to some modern music before 'Time in a bottle' came on. All of the couples in the room came to the center. Pietro and I, Bruce and Natasha, Clint and Laura, Steve and Bucky, Wanda and Vision, my grandparents, and Tony and Pepper. "We're married, Pie!" I whispered beaming. He gave me an equally bright smile as he leaned his forehead against mine, "That we are my Queen." I kissed him gently and whispered, "I love you, Pietro Maximoff." He let his natural accent through, "I love you too, Iona Maximoff." Tony came over to us, "Alright kids, time to pack." We looked at each other in panic. I stepped forward, "You're sending us away?" Tony chuckled at me, "Oh sweetheart, away on your honeymoon." Pietro and looked at each other once again. Tony laughed at our confused faces, "It's where two people who just got married go somewhere, usually warm and tropical, for around a week. Yours will be two weeks because it will be nice to have you two out of our hair." We let out a sigh of relief, then I turned back to Tony and asked if I could have this dance. He agreed and spun me around the floor until the song ended, "You grew up right before my eyes, much too fast. I'm proud of you, little girl." He wiped a tear from his eye and smiled at me, "Okay, you really have to go pack now." I left the room with Pietro after saying goodbye to everyone.

"What are we going to do for two whole weeks?" Pietro asked as he packed some shirts. I swung my legs from the side of his bed where I sat watching him, "Well it's two AM now and we leave at three, so we'll be there by eight PM. Which means it will be night time." He looked over at me, "Yeah, and?" i looked at him pointedly. He sighed, "You're going to have to spell it out for me." I covered my most likely red cheeks, "We have to consummate the marriage, Pie."  He stopped moving then turned to me, "Consummate?" I gave a small nod and stared at the ground. His fingers tilted my face upward, "We'll get to that when we get to it." I leaned into his stomach and rested my temple against his abs. He stroked my curls gently, "Okay, I have to finish packing. You have to go pack, little queen." I hopped off the bed and walked as quietly as I could down the hall. I quickly grabbed anything from my drawers and tried to stuff it in a suitcase. A sudden wind knocked me back a little as I struggled to close my bag. "No, no, no, not like that! I'll sort through this shit and pack for you." By two forty-five we had our suitcases by the door ready to go.

"Time to go kids!" Tony exclaimed clapping. He handed me a rather large, wrapped box that he told me I could not open until we were at our hotel. The team drove up to the airport and waved us off as we boarded.

"They sent us to New Zealand?"

(A.N. And that's all for now folks!)