Disclaimer- I don't own Pietro in any way. Don't own Crystal either, Marvel
does.
Summary- My Evolution introduction of Pietro's future wife, Crystal. The meeting between those two is not pleasant. Slightly AU. Has been edited.
' '= Thinking ""= Talking
Chapter One
The street was crowded enough to make anyone claustrophobic, and that's exactly what it was starting to make Pietro.
So far, as he ran (he was using his super speed, but not so much where people could not see him) he had not bumped into anybody, and that was a good thing. He was in no mood to argue that he was not rude, and that they should of watched where they were going.
Pietro smirked. Boy, this was the life. He was the fastest living thing in the world; he had great looks, the brains, and great hair, though the color was unusual. Nothing could be better than that, right?
Wrong!
Suddenly skidding to a halt in front of a candy store, he saw in the window of what were possibly the largest pixie sticks he had ever seen in the entire eighteen years of his life.
They had, red, blue, orange, green, , pink, purple, and yellow! All the colors of the rainbow!
Letting out a shrill giggle of excitement that sounded definitely too immature for his age (he definitely got some odd looks and glares from it), he ran inside. It was too good to be true.
But it was true.
He ran to the items by the window, grabbed one-no make that two of each color, and looked around for any other candy that he might need.
PEEPS! ! ! He almost shrieked with delight. He grabbed three boxes of the yellow chick-shaped marshmallows, and one box of pink for Wanda, just to piss her off.
He then looked over at the Peeps that were shaped like bunnies.
'If they're shaped like bunnies, how come they call them Peeps?' he wondered to himself. He shrugged and grabbed a box of those.
His arms were starting to get a bit crowded from the fourteen giant pixie sticks and the five boxes of Peeps (counting the bunnies).
"Can you put this to the side for me?" Pietro asked the little old lady behind the counter as sweetly as he can. She raised her eyebrows and nodded, smiling a little as he ran to the jars of candy like a giddy eight year old boy and not someone who was ten years older.
In the jars were licorice, Twizzlers, malt balls, sweet tarts, jelly beans, and-
Lucky Charms marshmallows?
Pietro grinned, and started to sing softly like the kids in the commercials, "Hearts, stars, and horseshoes, clovers and balloons! Pots of golden rainbow and the red balloon!"
"Can I have two pounds of these marshmallows?" he asked looking over at the old lady hopefully, and pointing to the jar.
"Two pounds?" she asked incredulously, coming over to where he was standing.
"Yep," he said. She sighed and started scooping the marshmallows into a white paper lunch bag.
"Would you like anything else?" she asked warily.
"Hmm," he thought, he was about to say 'no' until, "Ooo! Are those jawbreakers? Those little tiny white things?" She nodded.
"Gimme a pound of those then," he said, "And a half a pound of those giant ones too." He added as an afterthought.
"Is that all?" she asked.
"Umm," he thought, "Uh, yep."
She added the amount. "That would be $33.75, sir."
His eyes widened for a moment. He was going to ask her to add it up again, but thought a moment. She was being cooperative the whole time, don't yell at her, she's giving you candy.
Candy. Ah. . .Sweet, sugary bliss.
He sighed and paid for it.
"Are you going to share any of this?" she asked as a grandmother would as she put the candy in paper bags.
He smirked. He picked up the pink Peeps and said, "For my twin sister."
Her eyes widened slightly, but she didn't say anything.
After she finished putting the candy in bags she said, "Thank you for coming! We hope you come soon!"
He snorted while he walked outside. Hell yeah they'd want him to come back soon. He'd put them straight out of business.
Placing the bag down next to him, he took a blue pixie stick, ripped the top open with his teeth, and practically inhaled the sugar.
Feeling slightly more energetic, he picked up the bag and started to run.
'Wonder what Freddy's making tonight?'
'Whatever it is, bet it's not as good as this stuff.'
'Ahh! What if they discover my secret stash?! NO one can have this! It's mine! All mine!'
'It's always the sweet little old people that own the good stuff like this.'
'It's always them that'll give it away. Even if it is for money.'
'Gumballs! I forgot gumballs! How can I be so stupid? And rock candy! I forgot that too!'
He was so busy trying to catch up with his thoughts that he didn't see the group of young women right in front of him.
He ran rammed right into one.
"Shit!"
~A/N~ Okay I decided that I'm going to have one more chapter to this. I hope this edited chapter is a lot better than the first! Please read and review! Inappropriate flames will be ignored.
Summary- My Evolution introduction of Pietro's future wife, Crystal. The meeting between those two is not pleasant. Slightly AU. Has been edited.
' '= Thinking ""= Talking
Chapter One
The street was crowded enough to make anyone claustrophobic, and that's exactly what it was starting to make Pietro.
So far, as he ran (he was using his super speed, but not so much where people could not see him) he had not bumped into anybody, and that was a good thing. He was in no mood to argue that he was not rude, and that they should of watched where they were going.
Pietro smirked. Boy, this was the life. He was the fastest living thing in the world; he had great looks, the brains, and great hair, though the color was unusual. Nothing could be better than that, right?
Wrong!
Suddenly skidding to a halt in front of a candy store, he saw in the window of what were possibly the largest pixie sticks he had ever seen in the entire eighteen years of his life.
They had, red, blue, orange, green, , pink, purple, and yellow! All the colors of the rainbow!
Letting out a shrill giggle of excitement that sounded definitely too immature for his age (he definitely got some odd looks and glares from it), he ran inside. It was too good to be true.
But it was true.
He ran to the items by the window, grabbed one-no make that two of each color, and looked around for any other candy that he might need.
PEEPS! ! ! He almost shrieked with delight. He grabbed three boxes of the yellow chick-shaped marshmallows, and one box of pink for Wanda, just to piss her off.
He then looked over at the Peeps that were shaped like bunnies.
'If they're shaped like bunnies, how come they call them Peeps?' he wondered to himself. He shrugged and grabbed a box of those.
His arms were starting to get a bit crowded from the fourteen giant pixie sticks and the five boxes of Peeps (counting the bunnies).
"Can you put this to the side for me?" Pietro asked the little old lady behind the counter as sweetly as he can. She raised her eyebrows and nodded, smiling a little as he ran to the jars of candy like a giddy eight year old boy and not someone who was ten years older.
In the jars were licorice, Twizzlers, malt balls, sweet tarts, jelly beans, and-
Lucky Charms marshmallows?
Pietro grinned, and started to sing softly like the kids in the commercials, "Hearts, stars, and horseshoes, clovers and balloons! Pots of golden rainbow and the red balloon!"
"Can I have two pounds of these marshmallows?" he asked looking over at the old lady hopefully, and pointing to the jar.
"Two pounds?" she asked incredulously, coming over to where he was standing.
"Yep," he said. She sighed and started scooping the marshmallows into a white paper lunch bag.
"Would you like anything else?" she asked warily.
"Hmm," he thought, he was about to say 'no' until, "Ooo! Are those jawbreakers? Those little tiny white things?" She nodded.
"Gimme a pound of those then," he said, "And a half a pound of those giant ones too." He added as an afterthought.
"Is that all?" she asked.
"Umm," he thought, "Uh, yep."
She added the amount. "That would be $33.75, sir."
His eyes widened for a moment. He was going to ask her to add it up again, but thought a moment. She was being cooperative the whole time, don't yell at her, she's giving you candy.
Candy. Ah. . .Sweet, sugary bliss.
He sighed and paid for it.
"Are you going to share any of this?" she asked as a grandmother would as she put the candy in paper bags.
He smirked. He picked up the pink Peeps and said, "For my twin sister."
Her eyes widened slightly, but she didn't say anything.
After she finished putting the candy in bags she said, "Thank you for coming! We hope you come soon!"
He snorted while he walked outside. Hell yeah they'd want him to come back soon. He'd put them straight out of business.
Placing the bag down next to him, he took a blue pixie stick, ripped the top open with his teeth, and practically inhaled the sugar.
Feeling slightly more energetic, he picked up the bag and started to run.
'Wonder what Freddy's making tonight?'
'Whatever it is, bet it's not as good as this stuff.'
'Ahh! What if they discover my secret stash?! NO one can have this! It's mine! All mine!'
'It's always the sweet little old people that own the good stuff like this.'
'It's always them that'll give it away. Even if it is for money.'
'Gumballs! I forgot gumballs! How can I be so stupid? And rock candy! I forgot that too!'
He was so busy trying to catch up with his thoughts that he didn't see the group of young women right in front of him.
He ran rammed right into one.
"Shit!"
~A/N~ Okay I decided that I'm going to have one more chapter to this. I hope this edited chapter is a lot better than the first! Please read and review! Inappropriate flames will be ignored.