During Days of Future Past; Erik was just on the news. 1973.
His twin was nothing if not calculated. She waited until they were downstairs in what was meant to be their den, but had now become an enablement of his kleptomaniac ways. In other words, she had waited until they were alone.
"Aunty M told me everything, Peter, so don't even try and lie to me."
"I mean, I doubt she told you everything, like, as in, I don't know, the history of everything ever. She didn't tell you all of that, did she? I mean, I know Aunty M is smart and all-"
Wanda cut off his gushing, her hazel eyes taking on a red glow as her hair crackled with energy and her light gathered at her fingers.
"What the fuck, Peter?! How could you do something so stupid? First, you break into the Pentagon for some weirdos you've never met before. Then the guy you broke out turns out to be a terrorist? How the fuck could you do something so stupid, Peter?!"
"I'm sorry, sis, really, won't ever do it again, nope, never, really, so, so, so sorr-"
She flung a ball of red energy at his head, causing him to duck, and promptly shutting him up.
"That's what you always say, Peter, and you always lie. But this time it's serious. I can't lose you, okay? That's why me and Aunty M get so upset with you. Who knows what the government would do if they got their claws in us, but we know it won't be good. You saw those sentinel things they were cooking up. You need to grow up, Peter. We're almost 18, for crying out-loud."
Peter rolled his eyes, but looked mollified all the same.
"Sorry, sis," He said slowly, sincerely. "Really, I am."
She let out a long breath before sighing and giving him a quick hard hug before letting go and pushing him away roughly, smacking him on the arm in warning. "No more bullshit, okay? You're gonna give Aunty M a heart-attack or an aneurism or something. Seriously Petey, you saw her face when she saw him on TV and realised who it was you broke out of prison."
"I know, it just made me wonder…" Peter drifted off.
"Wonder what?" Wanda quirked a brow.
He sighed. Wanda had always been under the impression that their mysterious long-lost father was not someone she had any interest in finding and getting to know. She reserved her love for those around her, not for those that weren't. Aunty M, Peter and little Lila were the only receivers of this tough love.
"Nothing, sis. I was just wondering when dinner was," He grinned and she sighed, "You and your stomach, I swear to god," before storming off to read bad poetry or whatever it was she did when she wasn't basking in his awesome presence.