It All Started That One Day~ A Peter Maximoff Fanfiction

It's Nice to Just Be Kids

Kaitlyn's POV

"Ooo what about this?" Ororo eagerly asks holding up a leather jacket that is almost identical to Peter's. As much as I want to throw it to the other side of the Earth I let it her put it on the growing stack of clothes.

"I thought we were just going to get necessities" Raven almost reminds us laughing as she to sorts through the miniature clothes. "Doesn't every child need a silver leather jacket?" Jean innocently asks sizing up the excessive items in the cart.

I quietly laugh under my breath my eyes sizing up the pile too. Most of the stuff was picked out by Ororo, and I was sticking to my plan of only getting necessities. However the minute she laid eyes on all of the tiny clothes I lost her which is understandable since I doubt they had all of these options in Cairo.

As I think this she is showing Raven and Jean a pair of Converse which are precious, but I think I'll have to stop our shopping spree here. "Guys I think we've got enough." Raven solemnly agrees that she's with me, but Jean and Ororo plead at my feet asking just to stay a little bit longer.

"There's no way I can pay for all of this" I sigh sitting through the cart as I try to decide what I can put back. "Nonsense I'll help pay for some of it" Raven states slipping the cart from my grasp before I can even react. When I finally do she's already halfway in the checkout line.

"I can't let you do that this stuff is for my child" I try my best to argue without pulling too much attention to us. "Don't be ridiculous my brother is loaded" she scoffs never turning back to look at me. I open my mouth to say something, but she's already laying things out on the converter belt thingy. So accepting my fair fate despite not looking it I offer my card which she does take not wanting to cause a scene.

"Besides your family."

It's in that split second that I step up to swipe my card that the cashier gets a good look at me look at me and disgust instantly crosses her features. "How old are you?" She breathes heavily as if her heart has stopped. I look to see the face of a girl around my age, and again I'm stuck in a trance.

Why does this always happen when I'm just trying to go about my own business and enjoy myself. "I don't see how that's any of your business" Raven pipes up in my silence a questioning look crossing her face that would make anyone cower.

"Are you like her mom because you guys don't look anything alike, or did her mom disown her?" Now I'm completely speechless because what person had the audacity to ask someone something so personnel. "Actually I'm here aunt, and her father is at home with her cousin and boyfriend, and no she's not a disgrace" Raven snaps back without missing a beat much to my surprise and the cashier's.

"Come on Kait let's get Ororo and Jean, and get out of here" she whispers calmly picking up the bags and wrapping her free arm around my shoulders protectively. Leaning in closer I oddly feel safe as Raven whispers stuff about people's opinions not mattering.

I've never had family before and, and I always told myself I would be better off without one because I didn't know how to love someone back, but now I know what I was missing all of those years.

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An intent sigh escapes my lips as I recline on Peter's chest nestled in between his legs. Everyone's gathered in the living room the only light coming from the crackling fireplace. It's about ten o'clock and every same person has gone to bed, but my friends wanna hang out and it's not like I can sleep anyways.

"We should come up with code names" Scott exclaims randomly just as I feel like I'm going to drift off. "Yes dude, okay I wanna be Quicksilver" Peter exclaims just as excited as Scott, and I have to roll my eyes at the child like behavior. "Why Quicksilver?" Ororo asks curiously a hint of confusion clear in her voice.

"Well I'm quick and my favorite color silver, and it's the first thing that popped into my head" he finishes sheepishly, and I'm not surprised words usually slip from his mouth before he can really process them. "I think it sounds sexy" I purr gaining a bunch of gags from our mature friends.

"Moving on Scott needs to be Cyclops" Jean pipes up tapping the visor as if to make a point. "Why on earth would you call me Cyclops?" He asks the exposed part of his face scrunching up in confusion. Peter chuckles stomach vibrating against my back making me join in. "I get it. You look like you only have one eye" I somehow manage to get out between giggles.

"You guys are really mature" he mutters under his breath most likely glaring at Jean for creating the bandwagon. Ororo catches on the look that could kill and boots in gaining our tired attention from the topic. "I wanna be Storm" she declares eyes fogging up as she smiles maliciously.

"Flashy I like it, speaking of flashy I think Kurt should keep nightcrawler as his name, it fits" I state tasseling Kurt's hair earning a very confused sleep deprived look from him. "Do you think Raven could be your mom I mean you're both blue, and as we've learned anything I'd possible." I meant it mostly add a joke, but at the same time it's been weighing on me.

"You know we could just both be blue" he laughs tiredly and I shrug leaving the conversation for a time when he's awake.

"What should I be?" Jean asks almost anxiously spending the time to look at everyone individually. I think about it no sudden names coming to mind, but Peter like always intersects my thoughts. "How about the bird" he says putting emphasis on bird as if to make it sound cooler, but all the name earns is silence and a thonk on the head from me.

He pouts over dramatically lying his head on mine his gorgeous silver locks calling down my forehead. "How about Phoenix" I randomly blurt inspired by one of the short stories Charles read us the other day. Her eyes light up, and pale face illuminates at the name so I'm guessing she likes it

"But what's your name going to be Kaitlyn?" Kurt asks examine my face for any clues as to what it could be. However I laugh at the thought with such force I jab Peter in the gut, and an exaggeration ompf escapes his lips.

"Besides nothing is as badass as Kaitlyn" I tease not feeling like I should really have a code name. This isn't dress up and play pretend after all, this is for war