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I sat at the dinner table with Wanda and Pietro's parents sitting next me, with Pietro and Wands across from me. Pietro would occasionally look up and smile at me, something he knew made me blush. I quickly looked down at my plate and picked up a piece of vegetable. I had, had eaten dinner with the Maximoffs almost every night now. My parents could care less whether I stayed in the house, or if I left. Made no difference to them. I always adored being around the family especially the twins. They were only a little older than me, but that didn't matter, we all acted the same.

Wanda and I were the bestest of friends and were constantly talking about boys, but when ever I would talk about a crush on a boy Pietro would always stiffen up and try to change the subject. This made Wanda erupt into giggles and I would simply just blush.

Pietro had always taken my side on things. Whether that be when my argue with the teacher, my parents, or with other kids, which from this loyalty I had developed a crush on the older Maximoff, but I knew that he would never like a girl like me. I wasn't a popular or pretty as the other girls, or nearly as smart as them either. Why would he like a girl like me?

Pietro's mom looked up from her own plate and looked down at me.

"Are you enjoying your dinner Y/n?" She asked. I turned to look up at her and I smiled.

"Yes, Mrs. Maximoff. It's is wonderful. Thank you." I stated. She smiled and placed a hand on my shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze.

"Anytime." She said before going back her plate, a warm smile on her face. I turned my head and saw Pietro staring at me. I giggled quietly and his face turned a bright red before his eyes quickly darted back to his plate. I was about to say something to him when my heart stopped.

The table began to shake violently spilling our food and drinks everywhere. I dropped my fork and reached out to grab my glass to keep it from falling off the table when it shattered in my hand. I yelped as blood pooled out if my hand from the cuts.

"Y/n!" Pietro said reaching out to grab me, but he was to late. We heard a loud explosion from below us and I looked down to see the floor of their kitchen begin to crack. I looked up at Pietro, both our eyes full of fear. I screamed as the floor beneath me and the Maximoff parents gave wave. The Maximoffs were the first to be swallowed by the massive hole their screams echoing as the fell. I was just about to tumble down after them, when a hand caught my wrist pulling me upwards out of the terrifying hole and into arms. I looked up a Pietro as he grabbed hold of Wanda and I pulling us to their parents bed. He put an arm around Wanda and pulled her close to his side. Next he slipped and arm around my waist pulling me tight against his side. I screamed as the whole building around us collapsed, but even louder as the window in front of us shattered when I round ball burst through it. We all knew immediately what it was.

A shell.

Pietro pushed us behind him and turned his back to the shell. Wanda was crying at this point and Pietro put a hand on her cheek.

"Ne volnuysya, sestrenka. YA ne pozvolyu, chtoby s toboy chto-nibud' sluchilos'.." He murmured in our native tongue. I let out a yelp as I saw the roof above us beginning to collapse.

"Pietro! Move!" I screamed pushing him onto Wanda. The roof collapsed onto me, burying me unearth the rubble.

"Y/n!" Pietro screamed. The lower half of my body was trapped underneath me. Pietro crawled unearth the rubble and put his hand to my cheek.

"Are you ok?" He asked, his eyes wide with concern and fear. I nodded slowly, but then I turned my head.

2 feet in front of us, sat the shell. The twins turned to look at the unexploded shell as well, hatred coming over their features.

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