Two New Bartons (completed)

Getting caught - Pietro

Wanda explains hurriedly about how Loki's been coming in the nights to help her strengthen her powers and control them when she has a nightmare. She finishes with the gas changing him into a baby like us.

Nat doesn't lower her gun.

"Wanda, honey, get out of the way," she says gently.

"No," Wanda pouts, crossing her arms, "I'm still eighteen. You can't tell me what to do."

"Do you want me to shoot you?" Nat asks, clearly losing her temper.

That does it. No one threatens my sister. I slow time, run to Nat, jump up, steal her gun and run back, before speeding time up again.

"Pietro!" Nat rebukes me, "Give that back!"

"Catch me if you can!" I squeal and run from the room, holding the gun above my head.

I slow and speed time, running ahead, then pausing for her to catch up, then running off again. I laugh the whole time.

I stop when Clint drops from a vent right in front of me, still surprisingly adult-sized. I'm trapped.

I look around for an exit, but find none.

"Thank you," he says, taking the gun from me and handing it back to Nat.

"But daaaaaad!" I moan, "We were having fuuuun!"

"I wasn't," Nat growls as Clint picks me up, "Thanks to you, Loki probably got away."

"Loki?" Clint frowns. I notice his free hand floating, as if by itself, to his bow on his back. "He's here?"

"Apparently he's been coming here for a while," Nat glares at me as if it was my fault.

"Don't look at me," I say, hiding my face in Clint's shoulder, "I didn't know."

"Where's your sister, Pietro?" Clint asks, "We need to stop her from getting into trouble."

"She can look after herself," I insist, "It's me you need to look out for."

I try to super speed my way out of Clint's grip, but it's strong as ever. I'm stuck.

"You take him to the living room," Nat says when I set time to normal again, "I'll go find Wanda and Loki. Don't let him out of your sight, got it?"

"Yeah, yeah," Clint rolls his eyes, "I got it."

Nat runs off, and Clint carries me to the living room. I chat happily the whole way. When we get there, I see Sam and Rhodey, both of whom have been baby-fied.

I burst out laughing as Clint puts me down, and toddle over.

"You guys are adorable," I giggle.

Rhodey glares at me, but Sam says, "Thanks! I've been saying that for ages, but I'm still single."

"No, no, no," I shake my head, "The ladies like a tough guy, not a cute guy."

"You want tough?" Rhodey asks, "Try serving in the military for 15 years."

"Yeah, you look terrifying," Sam laughs, squeezing Rhodey's chubby cheek.

I look around. Clint's gone.

"Where are you?" I think to Wanda.

"Hiding in a spare room," she thinks back.

"Meet me by the river ASAP."

"Will do."

I slow time and run out of the room. I notice Clint outside the door as I pass. His face turns in slow motion from relaxation to shocked realization.

I run down to the river and hide behind a clump of bushes in case Clint decides to look for me down here.

A couple of minutes later, Wanda arrives, looking out of breath.

"What did you do with Loki?" I ask, looking around for the guy.

"Left him for Nat to find."

I look at my sister, impressed. "Nice."

"What are we gonna do now?" she asks.

"I  was hoping you would know. That's why I wanted to talk to you."

"I don't know everything," she sighs.

I stare at her, my face an open-mouthed mockery, "No? Well, there goes my childhood."

"You're still in childhood," she points out.

I slap her, and she uses her powers to throw a rock at me. I slow time, catch the rock and throw it back into the river.

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