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Wanda had now traded her sweats and flats for ball shorts and tennis shoes, and had tied her hair up into a ponytail in preparation for the day of training ahead of them. She knew that Peter would do well; it was just a question of how well that had to be answered.
So when Peter ran out onto the track, not at all deterred by the light gray skies or small wave of fog rolling in, she already knew this would be a good day.
"Alright Peter," she said, sitting down in the lawn chair she had prepared, "the first exercise will be a timed three-mile run. The track you're running on takes three laps to make a mile, so that's nine laps in total. I will be timing you for this first three-mile run. After that, we'll have some fun. Okay?"
"Sounds great, Ms. Maximoff-I-I mean, Wanda!" Peter said, correcting himself.
Wanda smiled at him, before taking out a stopwatch and readying it in her hand. Peter positioned himself on the track, and took a running stance.
"Ready... set... go!"
And with that, she pressed the button on the stopwatch, and Peter didn't take off - he shot off. He was like a rocket with the speed he was going at! The next time she and Steve went on their monthly coffee run, she'd have to tell him to challenge the kid to a race.
By the time he had completed the first lap, only two minutes had passed - he was wickedly fast!
And then, another lap went by. Another lap - he was now at a full mile. It hadn't even been ten minutes.
Then, another mile passed like nothing.
Then, he was on his final lap, and Wanda was left just scratching her head at how the kid was so remarkably fast.
He then finished, throwing up his hands triumphantly, and Wanda pressed the stop button. "E-Eighteen minutes... that's six minutes for each mile."
"Woah! That's... that's, w-well I'd hope its not too bad," said Peter.
"Are you kidding? This is amazing!" Wanda exclaimed. "You need to challenge Steve to a race sometime."
"Oh, Captain Rogers would kick my ass," Peter said, scoffing at such a notion... him beating Captain America in a race. He was honored that Wanda thought that highly of him, of course, but still - it didn't even seem possible to beat Captain America in a race.
Suddenly, Peter's phone rang - it was an unknown number.
"Oh, you're gonna want to answer that," Wanda said, "Steve told me that King T'Challa was going to call you today."
"O-Oh! Okay..." Peter said, nervously answering - literally every possible negative scenario was running through his head right now as he nervously answered the phone. "H-Hello? King T'Challa?"
However, the king greeted Peter warmly - the one thing he hadn't counted on happening was happening.
"Yes, hello Mr. Parker!" said T'Challa proudly. "This is your number, correct?"
"Y-Yes, your highness," Peter said reverently.
"Great! Now, I have an important job for you," he said, "I would like you to inform the Avengers that I will be visiting them next month, on June 12th, as part of my trip to the USA. Would you be so kind as to do that for me?"
"O-Of course I will, your highness!" Peter said excitedly. "T-Thank you for this honor!"
"But of course, Mr. Parker," T'Challa said happily. "Thank you very much for carrying my message. I shall see you next month!"
And with that, after saying their goodbyes, Peter hung up. Wanda asked him what the king had said, and Peter delivered the news. "Wow... sounds like a big deal," Wanda said, nodding. "Well, we'll let the team know. For now, let's have some fun with this exercise - let's have a race."
"Ooh, sure!" Peter said. "I call the outermost track."
"Alright then," Wanda said, catching what he was getting at - he was insanely fast, and he didn't want to just outright sprint ahead of her. She thought it was a nice gesture, though she didn't mind a challenge. Still, she took the innermost track.
"Ready... set... go."
And with that, the two took off. Wanda actually managed to pull ahead at the start, and she kept her lead steady. Peter was actually trying very hard to keep up, but then again, he had chosen the outermost track.
Wanda smiled to herself as she kept her lead... when suddenly, on the last leg of the race...
"ON YOUR RIGHT!"
Peter suddenly sprinted at an unreal speed - and managed to beat her across the finish line.
"Wow... you're... you're fast, Peter!" said Wanda, panting lightly.
"Thank you!" Peter smiled. "And you did great. I actually thought you were gonna win."
"Oh, stop it - you had that little scheme from the beginning," Wanda said with a smile.
Peter shrugged cheekily, and the two shook hands to signify their good sportsmanship. They agreed to take ten, before moving onto the next workout.
The rest of the day went by fairly normally. The two did fight training, with Peter and Wanda winning an equal number of times. After their training had concluded, coincidentally, it was lunchtime. The two decided to head out together to grab some food, and they both got a sandwich from Subway.
After that, the day continued on as it normally would have - training, exercising, and jogging around the track. When five o' clock came, the two were finally able to relax individually after the long day.
However, when Peter was in his room, sitting in his chair and looking at some news article about how the Avengers had been spotted in western Morocco (the terrorists had tried to use a remote location to camouflage themselves), he heard a soft knock on his door.
"Coming!" he said, getting up.
When he answered, there was Wanda - she had, once again, donned her pj's, and her hair was let down.
"Its movie night," she said. "If you're up for it."
"Oh, absolutely!" Peter smiled. "Just gimme a sec."
"Of course," Wanda said, smiling gently, and making her way down the hall and to the living room.
Peter quickly finished texting his group chat - appropriately entitled "WE KNOW SPIDEY", consisting of his best friend Ned, Ned's girlfriend Betty (who he had told so she didn't accidentally report it in the school bulletin one day), and Michelle, who they had added after she straight-up told him it to his face.
He couldn't deny... he was actually kinda happy Michelle knew too.
Gonna be having a movie night with my new friend Wanda! Be back soon all - Peter P.
Yoooo lit - Betty B.
Nice one. - Michelle J.
Have a good time bro! - Ned L.
With that, Peter jumped back up from his chair, and looked at his clock one more time - 6:15 - and headed out to meet Wanda in the living room. She had gone to the adjacent kitchen to prepare herself and Peter a bowl of popcorn, leaving Peter to set everything up.
"So do you want to pick the movie?" asked Peter.
"I chose last time, you go ahead," Wanda said from the kitchen. "Beginner's choice."
In reality, she hadn't chosen last - she just wanted to see Peter's taste in movies. This was important to her, so she could know what to expect when it rolled around his turn to pick again, this time with (probably) the whole team there to watch it.
Besides, last time, it was Bucky's choice - he had chosen "Hot Tub Time Machine", which contained an actor (Sebastian-something) that looked eerily like him. He still hadn't stopped thinking about it.
When she got done with the popcorn, however, she returned to see the poor kid struggling what to pick from the shelf. "Stuck on what to pick?" she asked.
"Yeah... you guys have so many good selections!" Peter said.
A smile suddenly formed on Wanda's lips. "C'mere. Let me show you something."
He was led back to Wanda's room, which looked like the definition of tidy and beautiful - and plus, that bed looked really comfy. Then again, every bed looked extremely comfy to Peter. She knelt down underneath her bed, and pulled out a cardboard box...
And inside was a plethora of musicals.
"This is mine and Steve's secret stash," said Wanda, smiling. "Do you like musicals, Peter?"
"I've always loved musicals!" Peter said happily. "Ooh... 'Swing Time'? That's one I haven't seen before."
"Me neither," said Wanda, "Steve did say it was one of his favorites, though. Wanna watch it?"
"Sure! Can't go wrong with Fred and Ginger," he said.
Wanda nodded in approval, and smiled a sweet smile at Peter - she could already tell his taste was good.
The two made their way back to the living room, popped in the movie, and sat down on the couch. Wanda grabbed the throw blanket and curled underneath it, and Peter sat a respectful distance with the bowl of popcorn between them.
"You can scoot closer, if you'd like," Wanda said.
"O-Oh, thank you," Peter said. "I think I'm good, though. But thank you so much for the offer!"
"You're very welcome," Wanda smiled.
And with that, the movie started to play. Wanda and Peter were immediately engrossed by the tale that brought Lucky and Penny - the two main characters of the movie - together; it was a romance tale that was completely new to the two. And they loved it. The music was catchy, the actors were amazing looking, and of course, black and white movie musicals were a classic that you just didn't get anymore.
The dancing routines especially captivated Wanda - she seemed to incline closer to the screen whenever one or more of the actors broke out into a dance number. She watched their feet with intrigue, and a smile was always on her lips whenever they moved about.
Peter enjoyed it too, but he was more captivated by the singing; he still liked the dancing, of course, but his secret passion was singing. He hadn't told anyone but May, and he preferred to keep it that way.
Eventually, when the movie slowed down a bit, Peter inquired about Wanda's piqued interest. "You seem to really like the dance numbers."
"Yes," Wanda said, her accent almost dropping completely - this meant she was happy and enjoying herself. "Tap dancing has fascinated me ever since I learned about it. I've wanted to do it ever since, but being an Avenger comes with not having a lot of time to yourself. One day, when I get the time, however, I hope I can learn at least a little bit."
Peter nodded. "Well, if you ever want some help..."
Wanda suddenly turned to Peter. "You can tap dance?"
"N-No! I wish I could, but I can't," Peter chuckled. "I was going to say, though, that if you wanted someone to help you, or-or just to, like, spot you, I'm open to it."
Wanda smiled. "Sure thing, Peter. I'll let you know, okay?"
Peter smiled back, nodding his head.
Wanda then leaned over to him, so she didn't make him jump with what she was about to say. "You have a beautiful voice, by the way."
He lightly blushed, but she continued before he could defend himself. "Maybe you could sing and I could dance..." she said, still keeping her smile.
Peter couldn't help but imagine that scenario - in an old 1940's scene, Peter was stepping onto a stage, clothed like he was about to head out to the Ritz ballroom, singing a song to entertain the crowd - then, all of a sudden, out of nowhere, Wanda jumps onto the stage and bursts out into a sporadic yet masterfully choreographed tap routine, and the whole place just accepts it.
The smile didn't leave his face for the rest of the movie.
A little while later, after the movie had finished (they may or may not have re-watched a few of their shared-favorite scenes), they decided it was getting late, and they were tired; so they decided to head off to their own rooms.
Before they separated, however, Wanda turned to Peter with a smile. "I'm glad I could tell you about my secret love for dance, Peter... it feels good to get that out."
"Well, no one else knows I like singing," Peter said, "so, hey, no problemo! Feeling's mutual. I had a great day, anyway."
"I did too," Wanda said. "Goodnight Peter. Sleep well."
"You too!" Peter said, waving goodnight as Wanda headed back to her bedroom.
As Peter flopped back into his chair and called May right before he headed off to get ready for bed, he couldn't hide the excitement on his face.
He had only just joined the Avengers, and he had already found a friend.
He had a feeling this was going to be a fantastic summer...
You can pry my musical-loving Peter and Wanda from my cold dead hands mkay. Okay okay jk guys, I just love the headcanon XD
But in all seriousness, this might be my favorite chapter yet! To write, at least. I had so much fun with it! :D (...would you guys like to see Peter and Wanda singing and dancing later on? I could make it happen... ;) )
And I wanna specify this again: This is a FRIENDSHIP story, not a romance story. Just in case anyone was still confused! :)
Alrighty, I'll see you guys next chapter! Thank you so much for reading! Love you all!
