Mr. Stark makes an announcement. "You guys are all welcome to stay. And by the way, there is a party at six. Less than 100 people." We all nodded. "I think it would be better this way so everyone can calm down also in case another threat occurs." Clint laughed. "I can't believe a half decent idea came out of your rich mouth." Mr. Stark corrected him. "Rich, genius mouth birdy. Also, someone show the newbies where their room is. Also, he will be, you know, in two days. That's alright with you?" I nodded. Wanda replied, "Thank you so much Mr. Stark!" He smiled. Natasha led us to our rooms. She pointed out that everyone sorta had their own floor. We go inside my room. Natasha goes to help Clint with something.
I take in the room. It was huge! And I thought the cell me and Wanda shared was big. The room was at least three times the size. The walls were crimson red and a deep blue. Calming colors. Their was a giant bed and a desk with a chair. I sat on the bed. It was so soft! I began to bounce around making Wanda laugh.
Her laugh sounded so light. Happy with a hint of sadness. It was obvious why. She was so close to Pietro, much more closer than me and him were. I hadn't heard her laugh in almost ten years. I never knew how much I missed it. Wanda pulled out a pair of pajamas from the closet and told me to change. I even had my own bathroom! I quickly changed. I sat down next to Wanda. " Wanda, are you sure you are okay?" She nods. "Take a nap, I'll stay with you." "Wanda, if you are tired just say something. I can't read minds, that's you." She smiled. I curl up against the covers falling into one of the best sleep I've ever had.
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Avengers: A Maximoff story
FanfictionThis story begins where it all ended for fifteen year old Peter Maximoff. Him and his twin siblings sought refuge at HYDRA in hopes to recover the loss of their parents and have a normal life. They were brought up as mutants, to defend themselves an...
