AN: I came up with this crack ship the other day whilst watching Age of Ultron in my Marvel prep for Endgame. I saw nothing there for it so here it is, my crack ship of the one and only ex-girlfriend of Thor and unfortunately deceased speedster. I hope you enjoy my weird head-cannon.

~~PM:JF~~

The sky was dark showing that it was early morning. Pietro awoke with a start as he felt a dull pain wracking his body. He felt like he had just been shot, albeit a while ago, and judging by the concerned look on his sister's face his intuition was probably right.

"So, judging by the fact that we're alive I can assume that Ultron is dead?" he asked Wanda. His voice was unexpectedly raspy.

"You assume right brother, I bet you have a few questions to ask," the girl stated with a thick Sokovian accent.

"Where are we? Are you okay? Was I shot? And do you have any candy?" the bleach blond man asked rapidly.

"Avengers Tower, yes, yes, and no," his sister stated with a slightly amused look on her face from the last question, "although I do hear that Thor keeps a hidden stash."

"Wonderful," Pietro said jokingly as he tried to sit himself up, "So, how are you?"

"I am fine brother, although I should probably ask you that," Wanda stated as she helped her brother.

"Thank you, and I feel like I've been laying down for forever. The pain from being shot also isn't pleasant," he said in a jovial manner.

"Don't be ridiculous, it was only two months. And how are you still feeling pain? Given your-" Wanda stated as she retrieved a glass of water from the bedside table.

"Two months!? How did that happen?" the speedster interrupted with an incredulous tone as he accepted the glass.

"You were placed in a medically induced coma after you were shot," the girl said cautiously as she gauged her brother's reaction.

"Well, I already knew I was shot but was the coma really necessary?" he asked as he tried and failed to hide the fact that he was freaking out a little.

"If you want to avoid permanent brain damage it was," Wanda said jovially in an attempt to calm him down.

"Oh," was all Pietro managed to say as he took a small sip of water.

"And I almost forgot, you have a room in the tower now," Wanda said to distract her brother.

"Really? A whole room to myself?" he asked with excitement brimming in his voice.

"Well, it's more like a suite," she said to her brother.

"What's the catch?" he asked with a sigh, realizing that this was too good to be true.

"You need to become an Avenger and you need to stay on the 'science' floor," Wanda stated.

"The science floor? What's that?"

"It's the floor where all of the scientists stay, as well as the Avengers who are really into science. You'll be sharing your hall with one of these people," Wanda told her brother.

"Just how big are these rooms?" he asked when he realized that his sister said hall.

"As I said before, it's basically a suite."

"Wow," Pietro said with excitement lacing his voice, "So, when do I get to move in?"

"Today if you are up to it. The doctors estimate you'll be back to your normal self within a half-day of moving around, although you will need to take some pain meds."

"Great, let's get going then!" Pietro exclaimed as he quickly jumped to his feet, only to promptly fall down due to atrophied muscles.

~~PM:JF~~

Jane was working at her desk. The equation in front of her was a particularly tricky one, and she was just about to crack it when she the intercom turned on.

The artificial voice of S.U.N.D.A.Y came through the speakers to tell her, "Miss Foster, your new hallmate will be moving in today. In celebration, Tony has ordered that you help The Avengers set up a room warming party. It is mandatory that you take the day off."

"Thank you, Sunday!" Jane exclaimed in the most sarcastic tone that she could muster.

"Does this mean I get the day off too?" Darcy asked, looking over the screen of her iPod for the first time that day.

"Yes Darcy," Jane sighed as she exited the lab.

The short scientist quickly made her way across the floor to the room opposite her own.

"So, who's my 'hallmate' going to be and why is it so necessary that I stop my work?" Jane asked the wealthy owner of the tower.

"A, you need a break; B, his name is Pietro Maximoff; and C, because it's the nice thing to do," Tony stated with a smirk plastered on his face.

"Oh, Wanda's brother. I hope he's as pleasant as his sister," Jane said, musing out loud.

Over the last few months, Wanda and Jane had become quite close. Wanda helped Jane see the Thor was not good for her, and in return, Jane tried to get either Wanda or Vision to ask each other out. Wanda frequently listened to Jane's rambling of the different types of wormholes if Jane returned the favour and listened to stories from Wanda's childhood. The pair had become almost as inseparable as Darcy and Jane.

Clint quickly jumped in, "He's a decent person from what I've seen, but if he says 'I bet you didn't see that coming' one more time you may find yourself short a hallmate."

"A quipper I see. I swear that's the only actual requirement involved in becoming an Avenger, otherwise you wouldn't be here Barton," Jane stated in a dull tone.

"Oh haha, very funny. You do realize that I'm one of the only two people here equipped for spy work," Clint fired at her.

"Exactly, and we both know that Natasha doesn't need your help."

At this point, the other people in the room had tuned into the miniature battle of wit that was happening in front of them.

"That, my friend, was cold," Clint said as he mock glared at her.

It only took a few seconds before most of the individuals in the room got a case of the giggles, that quickly turned into all-out laughter.

"Ok, ok, ok," Jane started, still trying to catch her breath and stifle her laughter, "So, we should probably get started on the preparations. Vision, Rhodey, you guys are on decoration. Tony and Thor, party games. Cap, I trust you with the alcohol. Barton and Nat, can you guys bake some cupcakes or a cake. I will handle everything else."

~~PM:JF~~

When Pietro and Wanda entered the room they were hit with a colour explosion as all of the Avengers and a few other people in the room set off those little hand-held confetti things. Pietro blinked a few times as he got used to the decorations that littered the room. A big banner that was stretched out across the window read 'WE HOPE YOU ENJOY YOUR NEW ROOM' in big letters.

"Wow, all of this for me? I am humbled at the thought," Pietro said with a thick Sokovian accent after he got used to the state of the room.

He looked at the different individuals in the room and took special notice of the short, tired looking brunette.

"So, are we going to start this party yet or what?" a short, brunette woman asked, "After all, I didn't miss an entire day of work for us all to stand around awkwardly."