Remember when the remaining X-Men and Brotherhood members go to Area 51 to rescue their captive members? Well, during that time, Pietro was getting to knew his new Acolyte teammates.
Where Pietro Was In Day of Recovery
Pietro and his father had returned to base. Magneto's new recruites were already there. Sabretooth was watching TV, Colossus/Peter was painting something, Pyro/John was writing in a notebook, and Gambit/Remy was playing with his cards.
"I will be gone for the rest of the day, Quicksilver," Magneto told his son. "Stay here and do not cause any trouble."
"Yes, sir," said Pietro.
Once Magneto left, Pietro stood there in the room, not moving, or making a sound.
He didn't really know the other Acolytes. Except for Sabretooth. He had been working for Magneto since Pietro was six. The rest, pietro only knew their names and powers. That was it.
It was silent until Remy decided to break it.
"You are the boss's son, no?"
Pietro nodded.
"You look just like him. Like you're his mini clone."
"I get that a lot."
"What's it like?" asked John. "Ya know, having someone like Magneto as a dad."
Pietro shrugged. "To be honest, I'm not sure. He was never really around. I took care of myself."
"I heard about what he did to your twin," said Peter. "Why did he have kids if he didn't want to care for them?"
"I've been asking myself that for years."
Pietro walked over to where Peter was and saw what he was painting. It was a sun set.
"It's beautiful."
"Really?"
"Yes," breathed Pietro. "It's breath taking and looks so real. You have talent."
Peter smiled.
"Anyone up for poker?" asked Remy.
"Yeah!" said John, excited.
"Sure," said Pietro.
"Okay," said Peter.
Pietro was getting alone with all the Acolytes. Except with Sabretooth, but the two never did get along. When he was little, Pietro was conviced that someday, Sabretooth would eat him.
"Hey, John," said Pietro. "What that thing you do after you finish your business in the toilet?"
"Uh, flush?"
"Oh yeah!"
Pietro showed his card. He had a flush.
"I win!"
"You gotta be cheating," said Remy. "That's your fifth win in a row!"
"I can't help it if I'm really good!"
"Really good a cheating!"
He somehow managed to get Pietro into a head lock, and nuggied his head.
"Ah! Stop!" laughed Pietro.
"Never!" smirked Remy.
John and Peter laughed. Remy and Pietro joined them.
"You're fun, mate," said John.
"Yeah," said Remy, letting Pietro go. "Welcome to the team."
Pietro beamed. "Thanks for making me feel welcomed."
