Stalking With Peter Maximoff

Paris

I wrote these little oneshots over a year ago on my Twitter, I just remembered about them and thought I should write them into a little mini Series of Peter stalking Erik and Charles in Paris. It's like silly stuff, but it was fun thinking of the ideas for them. I'm not sure how many chapters I'll do since I only wrote three of them, but I'm guessing it could be turned into some Dadneto times.

-X Men doesn't belong to me.

-I'm sad we never got any Dadneto - I rewrote Dark Phoenix, I made Peter Maximoff part of it. 

- In my world Erik knows Peter is his Son - It's called The Train Wreck Of Truth.

Stay safe and Enjoy!

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Chapter 1!

Paris, the most romantic city in the world. The place where couples came for romantic encounters and cheap wine, the home of the buttery croissant. Peter wasn't here for culinary dining or delicious pastries, he was here to see Charles. Since the Professor had left Xavier's School For Gifted Youngster everything had changed, the school was running smoothly under the guidance of Hank McCoy but it was different. He missed Charles, he was basically checking up on him on the behalf of the students and his fellow teammates. Also the Professor had told Peter that he could always speak to him about anything, he wanted to speak to him about his relationship with Erik.

The Professor had forwarded Hank his residential details from Paris, he wanted his friends to know where he was in case they needed him in the future. Peter had sneaked into Hank's office and found Charles's address for himself, he was pretty safe since there were no telepaths in the mansion anymore. He had told Hank that he was going to visit his Mom for a few days and go travelling around Europe for a week, by saying this he could cover his tracks easily. Hank was fine with it since he believed that all the Team Leaders should have a break from their teaching schedules now and again, especially after the Jean incident. 

Peter did feel guilty about lying to Hank though, but he just wanted to find Erik. He could just pretend that he was visiting Paris for the day and he accidentally bumped into Charles there, he had it all planned out inside of his head. The Professor had trouble reading Peter's mind sometimes because his mind was like a busy highway, he could get away with the lies he was weaving. He had packed a backpack full of snacks, he had also packed his video camera and his Polaroid camera. He wanted to make his travels look believable, he could take a few snapshot of his travels and do the odd videos of different locations in Europe. He wasn't planning on staying in any hotels, he could just go back to his Mom's house whenever he wanted and stay there for the night. It had only taken him a few minutes to arrive in Paris, it was moments like these that Peter was grateful that he was a mutant. He never had to pay for airline tickets or train fairs, he was truly blessed.

Stopping on a random bridge he could see the Effie Tower in the distance, it looked impressive from where Peter was standing. He couldn't help but take a photograph of the landmark, he wanted to fit in and pretend he was a tourist on holiday. He also had to remember to buy some souvenirs, he couldn't go back to the school empty handed. There was crowds of people around the city and the weather was glorious, so for now he was going to take it slow. He wanted to enjoy the sights for a few minutes, he had plenty of time to find Charles. He crossed the bridge and headed into the town center, there were many cafes and stores lining the streets with colourful flower boxes. The city's culture was different than America, they had sidewalk restaurants with outside dining areas for customers and historical looking buildings. It was clean, the smell of freshly made baguettes wafted on the breeze and classical music was being played outside of one of the stores. Peter now understood why Charles had moved here, this kind of lifestyle suited the Professor. 

Stopping on the sidewalk he looked both ways before he crossed the street, he had memorized Charles's residential address before he left the school. He was about to walk passed an outside restaurant when he noticed a familiar face sitting at a table, it was the Professor. Charles was being served by a waitress, he thanked the waitress as she placed a cup of coffee down in front of him. The waitress soon left and Charles took a sip of his coffee, he was sitting by himself. Peter couldn't believe his luck, he was surprised that he had found the Professor so easily without going to his apartment. He was about to approach the Professor but something stopped him dead in his tracks, he had to do a double take when he saw another familiar face heading towards the Professor. It was Erik, he had no idea that his Father was in Paris. He couldn't help but panic at the sight of Erik, he had to find somewhere to hide. 

" Oh shit..." Peter muttered.

Zooming behind a wall near the restaurant Peter hid there, he had knocked over a woman's coffee in the process but he had no time to apologize. She probably didn't even know it was him anyway since he was fast, but he had to learn to be more careful when he was using his ability in public. He peered over the wall and watched them talking, the students back at the school wouldn't believe any of this even if he told them about it. Peter thought for a moment, he held his Polaroid camera above his head and took a photograph of them. Luckily he had no flash on his camera, the photograph slid from the camera's slot and he shook the photo until it became clear. He had aimed his camera too high, he had managed to get a good photo of the dessert trolley though. He decided to put his camera away, it was time for him to get his video camera out.

" Phase two!" Peter said to himself. " Lights, cinema and action!"

Peering from behind the wall he took his video camera from his backpack, he wanted to record a video for everyone back at the school. He pressed record on his camera and pointed it at Erik, he zoomed in on his Father until the video camera image blurred. He then forced his camera on Charles, he had to duck back behind a wall though because he had thought Charles had sensed him for a moment. He peered back over the wall again with his video camera in his hand, they were now playing chess. Charles had ordered some more coffee and a few pasties, they both looked happy in each others company. Aiming his video camera in their direction once again he soon noticed the dessert trolley, he lowered his video camera and stared at the delicious looking treats.

There was an array of desserts, creamy and chocolaty with strawberries placed neatly on the top of one of the cakes. One of the pasties was a golden brown in colour and it looked so flaky, it had chocolate drizzled over the top of it with cream oozing from it's sides. The desserts looked so mouthwatering, the smell of the food was making Peter hungry. His stomach grumbled loudly, his thoughts were interrupted though by a waiter clearing his throat. He gave the waiter a goofy smile before he zoomed away to different part of the restaurant, he then hid behind a statue this time. Looking around the outdoor cafe he noticed a trolley of desserts just an arms length away from him, he pulled the trolley closer towards him before he helped himself to the pasties. He watched Erik playing chess with Charles, it seemed like Erik was winning. He wanted to get closer, but he may end up getting caught if he moved from his hiding place. He remained in his hiding place until Erik left the cafe with Charles, he had no idea where they were going but he planned on finding out.