One-shots/Short Stories

Pietro Maximoff - Part II

The Maximoff Secret - Part II
"What. . ." Steve trailed off, shocked at what he just witnessed.
   "What the hell happened!" Tony exclaimed for him. "Did I just hear correctly? That little girl called Sonic here, "Papa"?"
   Pietro paid no attention to the shocked Avengers, falling to his knees in disbelief and joy. She was alive. Petra was alive, Rosalita as well. Petra just disappeared before his eyes to get her mother - Rosalita. Things were suddenly going very fast.
   "They're alive. . ." he whispered. He turned back to Wanda. "Can you believe this? They're alive, sister! Alive! They've been alive all along!"
   "I know!" Wanda exclaimed, going down to his height on the ground and giving him a tight hug. "I am so happy!"
   "Hello! We're still here!" Tony interrupted their moment. "Seriously, before I swear more in front of Cap, what is going on?"
   Just when Pietro was about to explain, a small wind brushed past him, making him turn to the source and just about almost faint in happiness. In all their glory stood his girls; Petra and Rosalita. Petra was in Rosalita's arms, Rosalita staring at Pietro with tears in her eyes.
   "Mishka. . ." Pietro felt his feet move towards them, his arms encasing around the two. He breathed in the familiar smell of Rosalita; the smell of trees and honey. "You're alive."
   "I should be saying that to you." Rosalita laughed feebly. "It took a lot of my energy to communicate to you in Sokovia from Canada."
   "Canada!" Pietro exclaimed. "That is a long way!"
   "After you and Wanda left, I needed Petra to be safe somewhere away from Strucker or any bad people." Rosalita explained in her thick accent. "We needed a new start."
   "I'm just glad you're okay." he brought them into a hug. "Both of you."
   "Of course, we're okay, Papa." Petra giggled. Pietro nuzzled his nose with his daughter lovingly. He pulled away and gave Rosalita a look.
   "Petra was only a year old or two when I left." he stated. "How -"
   "I showed memories and photos of you and Wanda. I told her the many stories about our small adventures and all." Rosalita explained, spotting Wanda behind Pietro. Petra seemed to have as well, for she started holding her arms out for Wanda.
   "Aunt Wanda, Aunt Wanda!"
   "Hello, printeśa!" Wanda laughed, bring the girl into her arms. "My, have you grown so fast!"
   "Ahem!" The three were pulled out of their reunion by the rest of the Avengers. Tony was the one that interrupted them. "Seriously!" Tony exclaimed. "What the f-"
   "-fudge is going on?" Steve quickly intercepted. Steve glared at Tony and motioned to Petra, who was a small innocent child. Steve didn't like the idea of a small girl hearing rude language. Rosalita and Wanda gave him a grateful smile, while Pietro glared at Tony.
   "Why don't we explain about this inside?" Wanda suggested.

***

"Okay, I get it!" Tony nodded. They were all sitting in one of the meeting rooms in the building. They also called off the defence systems, calling out false alarm. Everything in the building was okay. "Sonic and Scarlet Witch here kept a secret from us that Sonic secretly had a daughter and wife -"
   "Girlfriend, actually." Rosalita interrupted. "We uh, we are not married."
   "Okay, okay." Tony waved off. "But anyway, basically you and your teleporting daughter were a secret to us until now when your daughter magically appeared here."
   "Yeah, how did that happen, exactly?" Natasha asked them. "How did she know where Pietro was?"
   "She doesn't." Rosalita told them. "Only recently did she master her teleporting skills. And all she had to do was think where her father was."
   "Amazing." Pietro grinned down at his daughter who was on his lap.
   "You know, I actually heard about you two." Steve said out of the blue. Everyone turned to him confused.
   "That's right, back in Sokovia." Clint added. Clint had came to visit the Avengers facility and was about to leave when the alarm had blasted. His travel to home was postponed since he witnessed Pietro's reunion. "When Pietro woke up at the carrier, he kept repeating both of your names."
   "We searched all the carriers for you two." Steve added.
   "I'm sorry about that." Rosalita apologised. "It's just, I wouldn't have been able to be there in time in person. Petra was feeling unwell around that time. I had to strain all my energy to help him. I didn't want the future to be true. I didn't want to see Pietro die."
   "So your gifts are what again?" Tony asked her.
   "Seeing the future, telekinesis, and telepathy." Rosalita said smoothly. Tony grunted impressed.
   "Nice." Tony nodded. "What do I look like in the future? Good-looking, I hope?"
   "Stark!" Pietro snapped. "My girlfriend is not using her gift just to tell you what you look like in the future. It's going to be obvious, isn't it? You'll be old and ugly."
   "Pietro!" Rosalita quietly scolded.
   "What? It's true." Pietro shrugged innocently. He turned to Petra and tickled her. "Isn't that right, printeśa?"
   "Papa!" Petra giggled, wriggling around in his lap. "Stop! Yes, it's true!"
   "Aw, I love you." Pietro gave her a kiss on the cheek.
   "Pietro," Wanda scolded, "don't go giving your daughter a bad impression."
   "Oh great, there's going to be two of him." Clint moaned jokingly. They all laughed, while Tony continued to pout.

***

Months later. . .
"Petra, Rosalita, I'm home!" Pietro called out. The sound of hurried footsteps could be heard. The next thing he knew, Petra was in his arms. "Ah, using your amazing gift, da?" Pietro laughed. Petra giggled, hiding her face in his neck.
   "Petra Wanda Maximoff, what did I tell you about using your gifts in the house?" Rosalita's voice called out.
   "Sorry Mama." Petra giggled.
   "Well who cares, eh? Let's go play in the backyard!" Pietro chimed happily.
   "Yeah!" Petra cheered.
   They ran to the backyard to see Rosalita gardening, a small baby bump evident through her tight blouse. Pietro beamed at the sight.
   While Petra ran around, Pietro went up to his now-recent wife. He knelt behind her and wrapped his arms around her, resting his chin on her shoulder. "And how are you, my lovely mishka?" He kissed the side of her head.
  "I am doing amazingly." Rosalita hummed. "I see you're back in one piece after that mission."
   "Da," he agreed, "it was okay. Took down another HYDRA base. The usual."
   "That's good." Rosalita smiled. "So when was it that the others would be here in this lovely cottage?"
   "Around seven."
   "It's five now, we should go and get ready."
   "Okay. Petra, time to get ready!"
   "Okay, Papa!"
   "I love you." Pietro told Rosalita. They stood up from their kneeling position, Rosalita turning around to face him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, giving him a slow, passionate kiss.
   "And I love you." Rosalita grinned.

The End