⚠️D.I.S.C.L.A.I.M.E.R⚠️
I don't own any of the marvel characters or the majority of the story line. However, I do own parts of it and my own character that I created and her background.
•Tony stark: Genius, Billionair, Playboy, Philanthropist. Leah...
"PIETRO!" I screamed Pietro's name because I walked into my room and there was tape stuck to the door and because I didn't see it, I walked straight into it. Me and Pietro have been having prank wars these past few months just so time could of moved faster due to me being off house arrest soon. But...even after I was off house arrest, we still continued to have prank wars. Tony was slowly getting sick of it by the minute!
I ran into Pietro's room with shaving cream and feathers and put it all over him as revenge. I ran out into the lounge area were Tony, Rhodey and Vision were talking and I hid behind the sofa so Pietro couldn't see me.
He walked in and there he was, a complete utter mess. Feathers stuck to him with Shaving cream all over him.
"Nuh uh, get out of this room if you're in that state," Tony argued. "She done this to me!" Pietro whined like a child, even though he wasn't one. "Yeah Pietro!" I said from behind Tony on the couch, smirking.
"Right that's it!" Pietro couldn't help but laugh and chased me around the compound, although he wasn't using his powers for some reason.
"Okay okay! I'm sorry!" I laugh as I get covered in feathers and shaving cream. "Why didn't you use your super speed?"
"Cheating, right?" "Oh so your actually playing by the rules this time?" I laugh and he playfully hits me on my arm.
I go get a shower and I get changed into black jeans, a top and a jacket because Tony was taking me out for a meal soon, a fancy one.
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I go see Pietro.
"Give us a twirl then!" Pietro smiles. He is like a big brother to me, so he helps me a lot with these things due to me not having Wanda or Natasha around anymore.
"Aaayyy!! You look incredible, Tony is a lucky man....if he hurts you tell me I will stick a pole up his ass," Pietro says seriously but I couldn't help but burst out laughing at his silly, but protective comment.
The atmosphere went back to a serious tone pretty quickly when I spoke up again. "Do you think we will get to see them again?" "Who, Wanda and Steve and that?" "Mhm" I nodded
Pietro put his hands on my fore arms and looked down at me. "Of course we will. I can promise you that." I gave him a smile of appreciation and he began to talk again. "Plus, I think Vision has been seeing Wanda...you can't tell anyone though. If Ross finds out then-"
"I won't tell anyone, I swear. How did you find out?" "For him supposedly being the smartest thing created, he can't lie for shit," Pietro laughed. "I guess so."
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"Wow, this looks fancy!"
Me and Tony walk into a fancy restaurant for our meal. We get seated at our table and begin to talk.
"So, I actually needed to ask you something..." I say, not really looking directly at him, but decided to look at a menu which looked more intresting at the minute. "What's up?" He asked.
"I spoke to Steve...." I trailed off, skimming my finger on the side of the menu. "When, how?" He asked.
"My normal phone...he wouldn't of done it if I hadn't of ignored all his other calls on a phone I didn't even know I owned," I sighed, but slightly frustrated. "Leah..." "Why did you hide it from me?" "I just thought if you got in contact with him you would go against the law again and if Ross finds out....who knows what will happen to you?" Tony said, looking straight at me.
"Yeah, but, come on Tony...he was...is my best friend. I deserved to see that letter after, after everything that had happened. It was adressed to me, Tony. 2 years... 2 years," I sniffed, a few tears forming in my eyes. I hadn't heard from them in 2 years because I didn't know they could've. They would be risking everything. But Tony hid the one thing that would have helped me speak to them.
"I know. I, I'm sorry...I have no excuse."
I smiled, knowing it's always difficult for Tony to be the one to say Sorry. After all, I knew he meant it.
"It's okay. I understand," I gave him a smile of reassurance, which he gladly returned.
"Are you ready to take your order?" The waitress walked up to our table. Once she spoke, everything was forgotten about and we let it slide, enjoying our night out.
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