Marvel One Shots/Imagines

I - Pietro Maximoff (gender neutral)

Title: Hugs for All

Warnings: Romantic relationship with Pietro Maximoff

FRIDAY notified me that the Avengers were back from their super top secret mission that even I, Tony Stark's daughter, couldn't know about. My mom died a few years ago, and ever since, I've lived with the Avengers. Secretly, of course. If anybody outside of SHIELD knew I was related to the Avengers, I would become a instant target for the Avengers' enemies.

But I don't care. When I die, is when I die. I just need to live my life to the fullest now that I can, and I am. But first I need to welcome the Avengers back. Oh, and say "hi" to my favorite Avenger—Quicksilver. (A/N just pretend he is alive, I hated when he died in the movie anyway) He also might have been my celebrity crush for years, just a little bit. But Dad can't know about that. He would kill Pietro quicker than I can say "Quicksilver! Run!"

Racing down the hall, I slide down the banister on the stairs because they will be using the elevator to go to the living room which is just a floor below me, and I prefer stairs anyway.

"Dad!" I call when I see him. Running and then sliding towards him in my socks, I stop right in front of the group of Avengers waiting for me. I hold my arms out in a "ta-da!" motion, and earn a chuckle from several of them.

I hug him, squeezing his middle in my arms, and he seems surprised. But he shouldn't be. I do this every time the Avengers get home from a mission, giving every one of them a hug, even Thor and Bruce, who always seem startled that I am touching them, for some reason. Like, I get Bruce, he is the Hulk, but it's just a hug. The Hulk isn't going to squash me for a hug. But Thor, I guess he is just to godly to be touched by my stupid little insignificant midguardian arms. Well, too bad, Thor. Guess who's getting a extra-long hug today! I'll make it as awkward as possible too. Cue evil grin and laughter escaping my mouth.

I give Natasha and Cap a quick hug, smiling at their little signs of discomfort from my affection. I relish these moments to see the human sides of all the Avengers, I really do. I'm just that evil. Cue evil laughter again.

I hug Peter, glad that he is safe. He is my best friend. And don't worry, he knows that I have no romantic interest in him, as we are almost the same age, he knows that I secretly like Pietro. He constantly teases me about it, but I still love him like a brother.

Vision is mean and becomes intangible when it is his turn for a hug, and Pietro speeds away, smiling goofily. But Wanda gladly gives me a hug.

"Thank you! At least someone knows some manners!" I exclaim.

"You're one to talk, Y/F/N," Clint says, teasing me and calling me by my full name. But he is hiding behind Thor. What a coward. And I tell him that. Oh, now he doesn't look happy with me. Time to finish up my hugs quickly!

I skip over to Bruce, and give him a quick hug. I decided not to torture him today. I'm feeling remorseful. Can you tell that I am related to Tony Stark? Maybe. Maybe not. Whatever.

I do the same with Thor, and then walk slowly over to Clint, grinning evilly. I can feel all of the Avengers watching me, probably feeling very entertained by my childishness. But that isn't my fault, I inherited it from Dad. Blame him.

Clint backs up just as slowly, putting his hands in front of him like he is asking for mercy. Ha! Like I could ever give him mercy. This is our routine, now! I chase him, trying to give him a welcome home hug, and he escapes through the winding maze of vents. But he doesn't know that I have been crawling through the vents when he was gone on the mission, determined to map out the route and catch him easily this time. And I don't think I will fail this time.