"Tabby! How many times do I have to tell you to leave my hair gel alone?"
"Calm down, Pie Pie, it's not like you don't have fifty bottles of the junk," Tabitha yelled from the top of the stairs still holding a bottle of hair gel.
"She's got a point," Fred agreed opening the fridge and taking out a large piece of chocolate cake.
"No, she doesn't and hey! that's my cake!"
"Doesn't have your name on it," Fred shrugged shoving the cake into his mouth leaving Pietro standing there in shock.
"Hey, Pie, what do you think of my new outfit?" Tabitha asked walking into the kitchen wearing a very redone Quicksilver outfit, which left little to the imagination. If
Pietro's mouth hadn't already been hanging open in shock over his cake, it would have dropped to the floor.
"That's..." Pietro stuttered as Tabitha smiled doing a turn to show off the outfit.
"I know, the color looks amazing with my eyes," she exclaimed pouring herself a large bowl of Frosted Flakes and adding about a pound of sugar.
"It looks good, Tabby," Fred said politely.
"This is insane! You steal my hair gel, my food, and my clothing!"
"Oh, I also kinda blew up your room," Tabby admitted hiding a smirk. Pietro stared at her and started screaming finally running off to destroy something in anger, or
buy more hair gel, no one knows. Tabby looked over at Fred and then slid into his lap, kissing him on the lips.
"That took less time than I though," she stated. Fred nodded her kissing her back, both happy to finally have some alone time.