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well I'm back! I'm trying i'm sorry for the chapters getting smaller :( yes tic toc music shame on me. but come on it's good! 
 

"One shot, one chance to bring everyone back" I said and divide our roles. Clint and Tony had the smallest job. "We will all make it back," I said and watched Thor take another swig of beer. 'Right now really?'

*Varma*
Red skull stood in front of us, a black clock covering him.
"Soul for a soul," it was a simple line, but i knew exactly what it meant. One of us wasn't coming back. One of us where going to die here.one of us where going to die. I look back at Rocket. This raccoon loves no one, and I don't care for the thing. There was a few moments before rocket spoke up.
"So whos jumping?" there was something about the way he spoke, the way he acted that made me hope it was me, so I didn't have to ride home with him.
"You must love whoever is thrown" Red skull finally spoke up and i sighed.
"Goodbye old friend" I said and picked up red skull.
"What are you doing!" Red skull screamed as I throw him off the cliff. He screamed.
"Love and hate go hand in hand" everything started to blur and the stone was in my hand. I could feel the slight trickle of sadness. Then the over following success.

(3 third person)
CLint was lying to himself, he was lying to everyone around him. Clint held Pietro until he woke up, then held scott until he fell asleep, swapping between the two. Until they worked out how to undo the snap. Clint was in a pickle. He was meant to be with Scott, he was meant to be with Pietro. Pietro was his first love. Scott was ...scott was something. Scott was there when Pietro wasn't.

(Clint)
And they were brought back. Hulk handle the snap. I stayed Close to scott and waited for Pietro run into the room. Before long he was standing in the doorway. Scott placed his hand in mine and kept staring at Pietro, making eye contact with him the whole time. Pietro arms crossed over his chest. He kept his eyes on Scott, ignoring me. Pietro speed forward and Scott was against a wall.
"What you did see that coming?" He hissed teeth bared, he was angry.
"Whatever human shield!" Scott yelled back, ripping at Pietro hands that were tightly around his throat. Scott face was turning red.
"Pietro let go," I hissed and pulled him away from Scott, though the super speed didn't help me keeping him still. He raced back and though a punch at Scott, Scott's nose making a cracking sound, Scott quickly stepped back, moving away from him.
"Stop," was all he could bother to hiss. Pietro scoffed and stepped forward, he had fist up. Then he was on the ground, red magic holding him to the ground. He made a grunt, but wasn't able to get up, he was stuck. I hurried over to Scott who had blood coming out of his nose. Pietro made a disgusted sound and kept struggling on the floor. I cupped Scott face in my hand and moved him to the kitchen grabbing an ice pack to put on this most likely broken nose. There was yelling coming from the main room, most of it in a different language, Pietro voice was breaking while Wanda's stayed strong. Then something was smashed to the floor and the last bit was yelled in english.
"Why did nobody tell me I was second choice!" then the farmlia popping sound of Pietro running away, disapereing to his room. Then come the next popping sound.
"Who took my room?" this time there was less yelling.
"Clint and I," Scott said holding ice to his nose, he didn't seem really bothered by the crooked look on his nose. Pietro zoomed into the kitchen now standing a few steps in front of us, he had bitter look on his face, and he took his mobile phone out of his pocket.
"I'm going for a run," he hissed and placed earbuds in his pocket.

(Pietro)
I ran outside the headphones just sitting in my ears until I was far enough to choose a song. I opened youtube, looking through the recommended, 'friendly neighborhood polgiest' with a man, short blonde hair on the cover of the song. I slowly clicked the song, and waited to see if it would make a good running mix.

Been staring at you for days But you never seem to look my way My I love you's in your alphabet soup Seem to go to waste Been keeping myself at bay Now everything's going pear shaped I guess boys with beating hearts Beat a boy Buried in the backyard Every time I try to make contact Feels like a supernatural attack Misinterpret Then you react I guess it's back to the attic I'm so dramatic It's so sad But the last time that I let someone inside I was buried alive Hi, I'm your friendly neighborhood poltergeist Nobody ever looks at me twice I'm used to being see through But it feels so bad when it happens with you Wish you'd see me The way I see you I've been my name in your Lego bricks I don't know how to be more obvious You're enough to touch But not enough to hold Been to make my move But that dude stealing you I boys With hearts Beat a boy Buried in the backyard Every time I try to make contact Feels like a attack Misinterpret Then you react I it's back to the attic I'm so dramatic It's so sad But the last time that I let inside I was alive Hi, I'm your neighborhood poltergeist Nobody ever at me twice I'm used to see through But it so bad when it with you Wish you'd see me the way I see you I don't know why I tried When this was only ever end With my demise I don't die twice It wasn't very fun the time I don't know why I try This got me Cold as ice I don't die twice It wasn't very fun the time I don't know why I try I don't die twice It wasn't very fun the time.

I hadn't realized there were tears rolling down my face until I started running, the cold covering my face, I kept running the words in my head, there was nothing else in my head, just the same words. 'I'm used to being see through, but it feels so bad when it's with you' Clint turned me invisible. I kept running the song playing, sounding slow and distorted, but I kept running, the words barely understandable. The world was a blur as I ran, my lungs burning, my legs burning, everything burning, but I kept running, pushing myself to run faster. I finally stopped now next to the tower again sucking as much air as my aching lungs would let me, my hands resting on my bent knees, everything hurt, everything was burning. I felt a hand on my back and I shot up. Natsha stood in front of me. I pulled my headphones out, the same song still playing into my headphones.
"What happened with you and Clint?" she asked and made a sympathetic smile when tears formed in my eyes. "It's okay Pietro," she whispered, resting an arm on my shoulder, letting me lean on her, not enough air having reached my lungs. She helped me inside and into her room, she sat me on her bed and ran a hand though my air, waiting till I was breathing normal before she said anything.
"What happened Pietro?" she asked looking at my tear stained face. I let my brain work as i tried to come up with the answers.
"He....." my voice broke and I sucked in even more air into my burning lungs. "He....he and I were dating ...that's what i thought was happening, " I hadn't realized i was whispering, I felt like I was outside of my body.
"That's okay i thought the same thing, Clint is being a dog,"
"Don't say that," I didn't expect the words to leave my mouth with such easy.
"Huh?" Natsha asked as if she didn't hear what I was saying. As if she overlooked everything that had just left my mouth.
"I love him Nat," nor did I expect myself to admit that, there was a punch on the door and Scott stepped into the room. His nose crooked and still slightly bloody.
"Shut up Quicky, you have people, all i have is him, he is the last thing i have! Don't take him away from me!" Scott didn't look like the type to get upset by anything, actually he looked like the type of person to be pleased by almost every or any news. But at this point, Scott looked like a very broken and foolish man indeed. He didn't wait for me to answer, he just walked out of the room.

(Clint)
Scott sat on our bed, holding a picture of a young girl. (oh no, here comes the feels) she looked very young.
"Who's that?" I asked glancing at a small trophy that was now sitting on our bedside table.
"Cassie" he simply said and smiled at the picture more.
"Who's cassie?" I asked sitting down on the bed, just a little way away from scott. He smiled sweetly at the picture.
"My baby girl," he said softly and i felt my heart jolt.
"How sweet, I have three little rug rats," I said with a laugh thinking of the kids. Scott looked up and smiled.
"I'm not really welcome to see my little girl ...after jail ...twice," Scott laughed slightly, but it obviously hurt him. I nodded and frowned slightly, understanding how he feels.
"I don't see my kids often, hero business" I said and scott shook his head letting out a cute little chuckle. He lent down his head now resting on my knee.
"I love you," he said and hugged my knee tightly. I leaned down and kissed the top of his head.
"I love you too" it felt like a lie, or maybe it felt true.
We sat there talking about our kids that we loved that we hardly knew. We talked about fights, and all the dumb things we'd done at during our lives.
"You said 'hi i'm scott'?" I was laughing hard, my face screwed up as I laughed. 

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